Siheyuan: It’s so nice to be Lao Liu

When Yi Zhonghai heard Banggeng say that the money was lost, his heart skipped a beat and a bad feeling arose.

Before he could react, Qin Huairu knelt down in front of him and cried, "Uncle, Bang Geng didn't take your money on purpose. Can you forgive him this time because he is your disciple?"

Yi Zhonghai was helpless when he saw this. He originally thought that his 1,500 yuan was in the hands of Jia Zhangshi or Qin Huairu, and he could get it if he pressed harder. But looking at this scene, his money was hidden outside by a stick, and Jia Zhangshi and Qin Huairu should not know about it. It should have been picked up by someone.

If it were anyone else, it would be easy to just ask them to pay compensation. But now it was Bang Geng who stole it, so the possibility of asking the Jia family to pay compensation is not very high, but it is also impossible for him to forgive the Jia family so easily.

Yi Zhonghai thought about it. In the past, he wanted to take Banggeng as his god-grandson, but Jia Zhangshi tried to stop him. He could take this opportunity to take Banggeng as his god-grandson, and then he could treat his "son" well in the future.

Yi Zhonghai glanced at Jia Zhang behind him, and asked Deputy Director Liu loudly: "Deputy Director Liu, it is now clear that it was Jia's Bang Geng who stole the 1,500 yuan from my family. I want to ask what the consequences will be for Bang Geng if they can't pay it back."

Yi Zhonghai deliberately asked loudly so that Jia Zhangshi could hear. Banggeng was what Jia Zhangshi valued most besides money. When talking about the punishment for Banggeng, Jia Zhangshi naturally pricked up her ears and listened carefully.

Deputy Director Liu glanced at everyone and said directly: "If the money can't be paid back, the child who stole the money will be sent to a juvenile detention center for a few years. The exact length of time will be determined by the court."

When she heard that if he didn't pay back the money, her grandson would be sent to a juvenile detention center for a few years, Jia Zhang couldn't stand it anymore and shouted at Yi Zhonghai: "Yi Zhonghai, if you dare to send my grandson in, I will never forgive you. I will go to your house every day to make trouble and make your family live in turmoil."

Deputy Chief Liu and another policeman standing by had realized that this courtyard was full of evildoers and the relationships were very complicated. As police officers, they were only responsible for handling matters according to the victims' requests.

Because the current laws are not very sound, if the victim does not pursue the matter, the police only need to criticize and educate the perpetrator, and there will not even be a criminal record.

But if the victim pursues the matter, the perpetrator will naturally be punished. It is common for him to be put in jail. If the matter is serious, he may even be shot.

Without waiting for Yi Zhonghai to speak, Yan Jiefang said righteously: "Uncle, why don't you forgive Banggeng? Anyway, your salary is high. A year's salary plus bonus is 1,500 yuan, so this little bit is not a big deal."

"Besides, you are the boss of our courtyard, and you always call on us to help our neighbors and respect the elderly and love the young. If you continue to investigate whether Banggeng stole your things, he will be arrested and have a criminal record, which will ruin his life!"

"There is a reason why Banggeng steals things, and you are partly responsible for it. As Jia Dongxu's master and Banggeng's master, your monthly salary plus bonus is only a little over 100 yuan. If you and your wife spend 30 yuan a month, you can't spend it all. If you take out 30 yuan a month to buy some meat and eggs for the Jia family as a subsidy, Banggeng will definitely not steal things from other people's homes again."

As soon as Yan Jiefang's words came out, the crowd watching the excitement around him suddenly quieted down, and they all wanted to see the reaction of the old man Yi Zhonghai.

Uncle Yi Zhonghai originally wanted to ask Banggeng to be his godson to pay off the debt, but after Yan Jiefang's lecture, the corners of his mouth kept twitching and he felt like he was tying himself up in knots.

In the past, he often used moral blackmail on other neighbors, constantly brainwashed others, preached the idea that neighbors should help each other, that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, and advocated that others help the Jia family free of charge.

But now Yan Jiefang was using his words to educate himself, and he couldn't refute it.

After listening to Yan Jiefang's explanation, Jia Zhang suddenly became happy and said loudly: "Yi Zhonghai, as the eldest uncle in the courtyard, you have to think about the residents in the courtyard. You can't ruin the life of my grandson!"

"As a great man, you should be more generous and not argue with Bang Geng."

Jia Zhang's mind now became active. Yi Zhonghai was the manager of the courtyard. If he sent his own grandson to a juvenile detention center, the courtyard would no longer be known as an excellent and civilized courtyard. It would destroy the unity of the courtyard, and he would not be worthy of being the master of the courtyard.

Facing Jia Zhang's crazy output, Yi Zhonghai's face became increasingly gloomy. He suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice, "Jia Zhang, shut up. If you keep making a scene, I will send your grandson to a juvenile detention center."

Then, he whispered, "Ms. Jia Zhang, if you want me to forgive Bang Geng, you can ask your Jia family to not pay you back, but you have to ask Bang Geng to recognize me as his godfather and take care of me when he grows up. Let's sign a contract."

Although Qin Huairu said that Banggeng was her son, Yi Zhonghai himself was not sure. Just in case, it was better to sign a contract. With a grandmother like Jia Zhang, Banggeng was not sure what she would teach him. It was better to sign a contract to be safe. In case Banggeng did not support him in his old age, he could keep the contract as a trump card.

When Jia Zhang heard that Banggeng had to acknowledge Yi Zhonghai as his godfather and take care of him in his old age, she became unhappy. Why should I, the good grandson of the Jia family, take care of him in his old age? Who do you think you are?

Jia Zhang subconsciously refused, "Yi Zhonghai, you are a dead end, don't even think about snatching Banggeng from me. Banggeng will always be my Jia family's good grandson, and I will never recognize you as my godfather. Just give up on this idea."

Hearing that Jia Zhang kept scolding him and rejected his request, Yi Zhonghai could not suppress his anger and said to Deputy Director Liu: "The Jia family stole 1,500 yuan from me. If they don't return it to me, I will not write a letter of apology. You can take Bang Geng away."

After saying this, he ignored everyone and walked straight towards the courtyard.

When Jia Zhang saw this, she was slightly stunned. Seeing that Yi Zhonghai actually wanted the police to take away her beloved grandson, she immediately started cursing at Yi Zhonghai.

"Yi Zhonghai, you are such an ungrateful bastard. When my son Jia Dongxu was still alive, he was so filial. Now that he is gone, is this how you bully an orphan and a widow?"

"..."

Due to the presence of the police, Jia Zhang couldn't cast a spell to summon Old Jia and Little Jia, so her ability to curse was greatly reduced.

Yan Jiefang was standing aside and couldn't help but find it funny. When he was watching TV, he thought that Jia Zhang was stupid. He didn't expect that when he saw her now, she was even smarter than what he saw on TV.

You don't even consider the situation. The initiative is in other people's hands, yet you are still trying hard to offend them.

Ugh!

The mission was accomplished so easily. Now that the conflict between the two families has arisen, my mission is half completed. I just need to publicize the reputation of the Banggeng thief.

But when he saw the crowd around the yard trying to find out what had happened, Yan Jiefang couldn't help but laugh. He believed that even if he didn't publicize it, today's events would spread quickly.