Siheyuan: It’s so nice to be Lao Liu

Jia Zhang became angry and threw a tantrum. She ignored the two policemen standing next to her and scratched Yi Zhonghai's face with her sharp nails.

While tickling Yi Zhonghai, he shouted, "You damned bastard, you actually framed my beloved grandson. I will beat you to death."

Yi Zhonghai's face changed when he saw this. Jia Zhang had disregarded etiquette and martial ethics to fight with him, and he couldn't be like her and fight with a woman in public.

In order to maintain his image as a gentleman, Yi Zhonghai could only retreat frequently and try his best to avoid the attacks of Jia Zhang.

But no matter how well he hid, he was still caught by Jia Zhang several times, and several blood marks appeared on his face.

"Comrade, stop it right there. You dare to hit someone in front of us. Do you want to stay in jail for two days?"

When Deputy Director Liu saw Jia Zhang beating and scolding Yi Zhonghai, he hurriedly stepped forward to stop them and stood directly between Yi Zhonghai and Jia Zhang to separate the two.

When Jia Zhang saw someone trying to stop her, she didn't even look at the person who came. She just sat down on the ground and began to summon the spirits: "Old Jia, please come up and take a look. Your old brother has falsely accused our good grandson of being a thief. Please come up and take him away."

"Old Jia, these beasts in the courtyard are bullying us orphans and widows. Please show your power and take them away."

Jia Zhang's skilled daily operations left all the residents stunned. Didn't you just invite Old Jia up here without taking a look at the current situation?

You openly promote feudal superstition in front of a deputy director. Are you brave or stupid?

Yan Jiefang couldn't help but laugh when he saw this scene, and couldn't help but remind him: "Jia Zhang, you are promoting feudal superstition in front of the police, and you were caught on the spot, so there is no need for witnesses or physical evidence!"

"Gah!!"

Jia Zhang, who was still howling, suddenly shut her mouth and the howling sound disappeared completely. She raised her head and took a closer look at Deputy Director Liu in front of her, and her face turned pale in an instant.

Jia Zhang, a fat man weighing nearly 200 pounds, jumped up from the ground at a speed that ordinary people could hardly achieve, and ran directly behind Qin Huairu and hid. The surrounding residents were amazed and couldn't help laughing.

Deputy Director Liu also had a serious expression on his face. It was indeed as Yan Jiefang said, Jia Zhang was promoting feudal superstition, but this matter was not under their jurisdiction. Instead, it was under the jurisdiction of the Street Office, which was responsible for education and publicity, and tried to get them to correct their behavior.

"Comrade, you are openly promoting feudal superstition. I will report this to the director of the subdistrict office, and then the subdistrict office will punish you and educate you."

Deputy Director Liu said to Jia Zhang with a gloomy face that he could tell from the residents' reactions that Jia Zhang had made it a habit to spread feudal superstitions and the residents were no longer surprised. This showed that there was also a problem with the man in charge of this courtyard.

When he looked at Yi Zhonghai, the manager, there was a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

Seeing her mother-in-law running behind her, Qin Huairu cursed in her heart, what a person she is who is not presentable. She becomes cowardly when threatened.

Looking at Uncle Yi Zhonghai, Qin Huairu's acting skills were instantly displayed, tears flashed in her eyes, and she looked aggrieved and delicate. She walked up to Yi Zhonghai and Deputy Director Liu, staring at Yi Zhonghai pitifully, and said aggrievedly: "Uncle, it was wrong for Banggeng to go to your house for flour. It's all because of my uselessness as a mother. I can't let him have enough food. He was hungry and took flour from your house. I apologize to you on behalf of Banggeng."

"Speaking of which, Banggeng is your disciple and grandson, and we are all family. It is impossible for him to take your money. You must have put it in the wrong place. Why don't you go back and look for it carefully?"

Qin Huairu winked at Yi Zhonghai as she spoke, meaning that he should tell the police that Yi Zhonghai had made a mistake, the money was not lost, and her gangsters did not steal the money.

However, she completely believed what her son Banggeng said, thinking that Banggeng did not steal money from Yi Zhonghai's house. Instead, she thought that Yi Zhonghai announced that 1,500 yuan was missing in order to frame the thief who stole from his house and make the thief pay more money.

Yi Zhonghai did receive Qin Huairu's signal, but there was no way he could obey Qin Huairu's wishes. If he did as Qin Huairu said, Bang Geng would be fine, but his family would lose the 1,500 yuan in vain.

He has now determined that the money was stolen by Bang Geng and given to Qin Huairu or Jia Zhangshi. If he is soft-hearted and does not take this opportunity to get the money back, the two widows of the Jia family will definitely swallow up his money afterwards.

With resentment in his heart, Yi Zhonghai said to Deputy Director Liu: "Deputy Director Liu, the flour in my house was stolen by Bang Geng from the Jia family. The money must have been stolen by him as well!"

Deputy Director Liu nodded, walked towards the shaking stick, and asked kindly, "Little boy, where did you put the money you took from the old man in your hospital?"

When Deputy Director Liu was standing far away from him, Bang Geng was already terrified and terrified. But now that Deputy Director Liu had actually walked up to him, Bang Geng's psychological defenses were on the verge of collapse.

Deputy Director Liu saw this and added fuel to the fire. He smiled and said, "If you don't tell me where you hid the money, you will be put in a juvenile detention center. If you are more sensible and tell me where you hid the money, you will be fine."

When he heard that he was going to be put in a juvenile detention center, Banggeng's psychological defenses collapsed and he burst into tears: "I don't want to go to a juvenile detention center. I hid the money next to the big vat outside the door. Don't take me to a juvenile detention center. Grandma, save me."

Seeing Bang Geng burst into tears, Qin Huairu immediately ran to Bang Geng, hugged him, and comforted him, "Bang Geng, be good, it's okay, we won't take you to the juvenile detention center. Tell mom where you hid the money from your uncle's house, and take us to find it, okay?"

Finally, under the pressure of the police, Bang Geng confessed the hiding place of the stolen money. Yi Zhonghai also put down his nervous heart and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

A group of people followed Banggeng to the water tank outside the yard. Banggeng tried to take out the stolen money himself, but after checking, he found that the money was missing. Banggeng immediately panicked.

Seeing that Banggeng was not panicking and that she had not seen any money from the old man's house, Qin Huairu asked carefully, "Banggeng, where's the money?"

Bang Geng sat on the ground and cried, "My hidden money is gone. My money, who the hell took it away?"

When Qin Huairu heard Banggeng say that the money was lost, she also panicked. Looking at Yi Zhonghai's attitude, if it was really 1,500 yuan that was lost as Yi Zhonghai said, her family would have only two choices. One was to take out all their family assets and compensate Yi Zhonghai, and then their family would have to live a poor life. The other was to ignore it and let Banggeng be arrested and sent to a juvenile detention center without paying a penny. Anyway, Banggeng was young and would be released in a few years.

Although Qin Huairu prefers Banggeng very much, she still wants to choose the second option. On the one hand, she hopes that Yi Zhonghai can forgive Banggeng's stealing behavior because Banggeng is his "son". On the other hand, she doesn't want to live that kind of hard life with no food to eat.