Siheyuan: Yi Zhonghai was chopped off with a knife, who in the courtyard would not obey

"For information about R&D related to 'hot water,' you should ask Luo Renping and Lei Kaixuan."

"I'll write the content about the sales of electric kettles myself. You can compile it and polish it later."

"As for the model workers of the group, this is very important, and I'll leave it to you to write about it."

Chen Jianye reviewed the documents while providing guidance.

Li Zaixing held a notebook and pen, taking notes on the side.

After giving his instructions, Chen Jianye let Li Zaixing get on with his work.

After get off work, he rode his bicycle home.

Siheyuan.

A middle-aged man, twisting a stick, arrived at the entrance of the courtyard house.

"Kid, is this your home?"

The middle-aged man asked angrily.

Banggeng remained silent, his head bowed.

The middle-aged man raised his hand and slapped Bang Geng across the face, making him stagger: "Are you mute now?"

Banggeng hummed in response.

"Oh dear, why are you hitting the child?"

Just then, Yan Fugui, who was riding back on his bicycle, saw it and loudly questioned him.

“Brother, this kid stole something from our store. I brought him here to find his parents. He’s not behaving himself.”

"Tell me, should we hit him or not?"

The middle-aged man said loudly.

"Oh, is that so? Then he deserves to be hit."

“I know his family. Don’t make things difficult for him. Talk to his parents.”

Yan Fugui quickly corrected his attitude.

It turns out that Bang Geng stole something from someone else's house, and that's why they came to their door.

He deserved to be slapped.

"Thank you, bro."

The middle-aged man, Ding Canyang, smiled and offered a cigarette: "My name is Ding Canyang. I'm a sales clerk at the grocery store next door. What's your name, sir?"

"You're welcome."

Yan Fugui took the cigarette, his attitude becoming warmer: "My name is Yan Fugui, I'm the second oldest in this courtyard. I know the Jia family's situation very well. This child lost his father and his mother a while ago, sigh."

As he spoke, Yan Fugui sighed.

"Oh? Is that so?"

Ding Canyang was startled, and when he looked at Bang Geng again, his eyes showed a hint of pity.

It turns out that this child's family members had died one after another, and there was no one to discipline him, so it's no wonder he turned out this way.

For a moment, Ding Canyang felt more sympathy for Banggeng than blame, thinking that the child had also had a tough time.

Yan Fugui invited Ding Canyang into the courtyard, and the three of them waited for Qin Huairu to return in the front yard.

After a while, Qin Huairu returned to the courtyard after getting off work.

Bang Geng didn't dare to call out when he saw Qin Huairu, and kept his head down.

"Qin Huairu."

Yan Fugui made a public statement.

"Third uncle."

Qin Huairu responded, and seeing Banggeng standing next to Ding Canyang, she asked curiously, "Banggeng, who is this uncle standing next to you?"

"Hello, Comrade Qin Huairu, my name is Ding Canyang, and I am a sales clerk at the nearby grocery store."

Ding Canyang introduces himself.

Upon hearing this, Qin Huairu thought to herself, "This is bad."

Why is Bang Geng standing with the grocery store clerk? Did Bang Geng run up some debts outside?

"Hello, Comrade Ding Canyang, what's wrong with my dog, Bang Geng?"

Qin Huairu asked.

"He...he stole something from our grocery store today."

Ding Canyang hesitated for a moment, then decided to tell the truth.

Although the Jia family was in a bad situation, he couldn't hide it from Banggeng, otherwise he would be harming the child.

"what?"

Qin Huairu felt a chill run down her spine and looked at Banggeng in disbelief.

Her son was stealing things outside.

Petty theft is something everyone condemns.

"Bang Geng, is what Comrade Ding Canyang said true?"

Qin Huairu angrily questioned.

Banggeng lowered his head, not daring to speak.

"How could you steal something?"

Qin Huairu was furious. She raised her hand, wanting to slap the stick, but couldn't bring herself to do it.

Before the punchline even started, tears were already streaming down her face.

Everyone crowded around, asking what was going on.

Yan Fugui briefly explained the situation, and everyone knew that Banggeng had stolen things from the grocery store, which led to their arrest.

"What's going on? There are so many people gathered here."

Chen Jianye is back.

"Jianye, here's what happened."

Yan Fugui explained the situation to Chen Jianye.

"What did Banggeng steal from the grocery store? The Jia family should compensate us first, don't keep them waiting too long."

"As for the issue of the stick-shaped 'meat' (a type of slang term for a stick), we can discuss it slowly."

After listening, Chen Jianye made a decision.

"Comrade Ding Canyang, what did Banggeng steal from the grocery store?"

Qin Huairu asked.

"Actually, he didn't steal much: a pound of peanuts, a bag of milk candy, and a few bottles of Arctic Ocean soda."

Ding Canyang thought to himself, "Give me two yuan plus a receipt."

Qin Huairu quickly went back to the house to get the money and tickets.

In front of everyone, she counted the money and handed it to Ding Canyang.

“I know your family is struggling financially, but that’s no excuse for letting your child do bad things. Please educate your child properly in the future.”

Ding Canyang took the money, said a few polite words, and strode away.

Qin Huairu pulled Banggeng back into the house.

Everyone dispersed.

After Chen Jianye went home and ate dinner, he called Liu Haizhong and Yan Fugui over.

"The matter of Banggeng stealing things outside cannot be easily dismissed."

Chen Jianye set the tone.

"Yes, I think so too."

"He who steals a needle when he is young will steal gold when he grows up. If we don't curb Banggeng's thieving habits, he will definitely do bad things in the future."

Liu Haizhong and Yan Fugui nodded repeatedly.

"You two call Qin Huairu and Banggeng out. I'll take care of Banggeng, and you two are in charge of talking to Qin Huairu, how about that?"

Chen Jianye made the suggestion.

Liu Haizhong and Yan Fugui naturally had no objections.

Soon, Qin Huairu brought Banggeng to the Central Courtyard.

"Banggeng, come here."

Chen Jianye waved to the stick.

Banggeng came to Chen Jianye.

Why would you steal from a grocery store?

Chen Jianye asked.

Banggeng remained silent.

Which hand stole the item?

Chen Jianye continued to ask.

Banggeng remained silent.

Chen Jianye pulled out a bamboo stick: "Bang Geng, I'm asking you, which hand did you use to steal this?"

"None of your business, what's it to you? You're not my father."

Banggeng raised his head, his face stubborn.

Snapped!

Chen Jianye raised his hand and struck, the bamboo stick hitting Bang Geng's arm.

"what!"

Banggeng cried out in pain, clutching the spot where he had been hit by the bamboo stick with his other hand.

Qin Huairu was talking to Liu Haizhong and Yan Fugui when she heard Bang Geng's shout and looked over anxiously.

"Qin Huairu, Jianye will discipline the child for you, so don't interfere."

Liu Haizhong quickly replied.

"Jade must be carved to become a useful object. Your son, Banggeng, dared to steal things and must be punished."

"Qin Huairu, let me tell you, spoiling a child is like killing him. You need to know what's important."

Yan Fugui followed up with persuasion.

The two made their meaning clear: now that Jia Dongxu and Jia Zhangshi were gone, Bang Geng would definitely not be able to get away with it without anyone to discipline him.

If Qin Huairu can't manage it, then the old man in the compound will.

Qin Huairu should be happy that the old man in the compound is willing to help the Jia family manage the rice stalks.

As for the suffering the stalker endured, that's to be expected.

If you make a mistake, you must be punished. Are you suggesting you should be rewarded?

Bang Geng was hit with a stick, and seeing that Qin Huairu wasn't coming to help him, he tried to run away.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a step, Chen Jianye reached out and grabbed his arm.

"Let me go, let me go."

The stick struggled.

Snapped!

Chen Jianye grabbed Banggeng's arm with one hand and held a bamboo stick in the other, striking Banggeng's calf.

Banggeng cried out in pain again.

clap clap clap!

After that, Chen Jianye stopped asking about the stick and started hitting the stick repeatedly with a bamboo stick.

The dog kept yelling and screaming until its voice was almost hoarse.