Chapter 200: Everyone suspects, the cause of the deaf old lady's death

No matter what the truth of the matter is.

Yi Zhonghai well knows that he himself must give a concrete explanation.

He suddenly realized.

The dead deaf old lady is the greatest revenge against Yi Zhonghai.

To die to make one's resolve clear.

The absolute ace killer's halberd—if it's not drawn, it's fine; once drawn, it's surely aimed at taking your life.

The act of beating someone was seen by all the neighbors, and Yi Zhonghai, in order to prevent the deaf old lady from speaking the concrete facts, gave her a violent beating; this scene was even more witnessed by the neighbors.

Both human and material evidence are present.

How to refute.

Yi Zhonghai's head is as big as a bucket.

Before the fact of the deaf old lady's death, his mind instantly became nothing.

First came the beating.

Then came the death of the one who was beaten.

The appearance was still so miserable and strange; even if Yi Zhonghai hadn't entered the house, he still guessed roughly through Er Da Ma's description.

Moreover, the fact that Er Da Ma was frightened into wetting her pants serves as further evidence.

This fully shows how miserable the deaf old lady's death appearance was.

It simply cannot be described in words.

The expressions on the faces of the onlooking neighbors are so obvious: a scene of the deaf old lady being beaten to death by you, Yi Zhonghai, and you owing her your life in sincerity.

It really moved Yi Zhonghai.

I thank you.

The deaf old lady is dead!

Let the situation become uncontrollable.

When yellow mud falls into the crotch, it's either shit or it's shit anyway.

Yi Zhonghai fiercely glanced around at everyone; the warning implied was nothing more than letting the neighbors not speculate wildly, that the deaf old lady's death has nothing to do with him.

If it were before.

The neighbors would still have to be wary three parts.

Nowadays?

They all treat Yi Zhonghai like a ball, doing whatever they want with him.

A featherless phoenix is not as good as an old hen.

Yi Zhonghai is that phoenix which is not as good as a chicken.

A life has been lost in the Siheyuan, and it is the life of the deaf old lady who was beaten by Yi Zhonghai yesterday.

If it wasn't you, Yi Zhonghai, who beat the deaf old lady to death, how could she have died?

This is the neighbors' perception.

The neighbors are, to the greatest extent possible, relying on their own imagination to explain the truth of the deaf old lady's death: she originally wouldn't have died, but after you, Yi Zhonghai, gave her a beating, she didn't die on the spot yesterday, but died inside the house the next day; after a night, you, Yi Zhonghai, cannot escape responsibility—if you hadn't beaten the deaf old lady, could she have died from the beating?

The neighbors provocatively smiled at Yi Zhonghai.

In the crowd.

I don't know who.

Shouted loudly.

"Eldest uncle, the deaf old lady has been beaten to death by you; you must compensate her with your life, otherwise over a hundred neighbors will not agree."

Afterwards came the unanimous echo of over a hundred people.

The earth-shaking sound startled Yi Zhonghai.

Moral Heavenly Venerable is skilled at manipulating people.

The starting point is heading toward profit.

This damn thing is hooked onto life.

Is this still acceptable?

Better to live a shameless life than to die honorably.

Being alive is better than anything.

"Who is it? Can you please stop talking nonsense? The deaf old lady's death has nothing to do with me, Yi Zhonghai; who knows if she died of some sudden illness? Don't randomly put a shit pot on my head, Yi Zhonghai; I've lost my son due to the deaf old lady's scheming, and I'm furious about that."

Yi Zhonghai, with a deathly pale face but forcing himself to appear calm.

He is truly not someone who waits passively for doom.

He spoke convincingly to the neighbors that he had no relation to the deaf old lady's death, then immediately played the emotion card, using his lack of a son as grounds, attempting to gain the neighbors' sympathy.

Like those celebrities who, when something happens later, loudly engage in charity—he's on par with them.

"Shazhu, do you say Yi Zhonghai has any relation to the deaf old lady's death?"

People's gazes.

Unconsciously fell upon Shazhu.

Everyone knows Shazhu and Yi Zhonghai are on bad terms.

Want to see how Shazhu will respond.

"Whether the deaf old lady's death is related to Yi Zhonghai, my opinion doesn't count; we must look at the public security comrades' view: if they say Yi Zhonghai is related, he must pay with his life; if they say it's unrelated, he need not compensate the deaf old lady."

"Shazhu, why are you still looking for the public security? The deaf old lady's death is definitely related to Yi Zhonghai; perhaps it's because she died from his beating."

Xu Daming is not standing up for the deaf old lady.

He believes that things must be made a big deal of, and he's really fanning the flames.

Yi Zhonghai, the deaf elderly woman, and the Jia family.

They are all enemies of Xu Daming.

A ready-made opportunity to deal with enemies.

If this isn't used.

Xu Daming is just a big fool.

If Long Laotaitai dies and Yi Zhonghai really ends up losing his life over it, then the remaining Jia family, in Xu Daming's eyes, is just something he can push around at will.

Without Yi Zhonghai, Long Laotaitai, and the Jia family, the risk of Xu Daming's adoption plan leaking secrets would be much smaller.

So he is not as smooth as Shazhu.

He directly said the one sentence the neighbors most wanted to hear.

"You, Yi Zhonghai, must pay with your life for Long Laotaitai; Long Laotaitai is the one you beat to death."

"Neighbors, I have one reminder for you: yesterday, why did the Dayuan ancestors suffer Yi Zhonghai's beating, and in the process of Yi Zhonghai beating them, how much force he used—we are all witnesses; if the public security comes to investigate later, we must tell the truth. I remind you: if you don't tell the truth, if Long Laotaitai comes knocking tonight, you'll suffer. Anyway, I, Xu Daming, am not afraid; this is what I call living without guilt, not fearing ghosts knocking at midnight."

"Xu Daming's words are partly right, partly wrong; Shazhu's words are partly wrong, partly right."

Yan Fugui's words are nonsensical.

This caused the neighbors to each feel doubtful.

How can it be right one moment and wrong the next?

"Long Laotaitai's death needs the public security comrades to inspect the scene before it can be concretely determined, so I say what Shazhu said makes sense. I say Xu Daming's words are correct, because Long Laotaitai was beaten by Yi Zhonghai, which we neighbors all saw; if the public security comrades ask about this matter, we must tell the truth. Telling lies to deceive the public security comrades is also illegal."

If Long Laotaitai's death hadn't happened, Yi Zhonghai would still be venerable; but with her death, Yi Zhonghai is just a big fart.

The heavens of the Siheyuan are about to change.

Yi Zhonghai will not only lose his hat as Head Steward of the Dayuan, but might even lose his life.

The Jia family won't fare well either.

If Yi Zhonghai dies, will Jia Zhangshi, who can't enjoy Yi Zhonghai's benefits, still tolerate the infamy of Jia Dongxu wearing a green hat and adopt Yi Zhonghai's daughter Huaihua into the Jia family?

Given Jia Zhangshi's nature of considering not picking up things as a loss, she probably won't do such a thing.

The drama in the Siheyuan, because of Long Laotaitai's death, has become unpredictable; the Yi and Jia families have become inexplicably entangled.

"What San Daye said makes sense; even if you, Yi Zhonghai, have no direct relation to Long Laotaitai's death, you still can't escape relation."

Liu Haizhong glanced at the speaking Yan Fugui; he knew what Yan Fugui was thinking; if it were another matter, perhaps it would truly be digested within the Siheyuan.

This has caused a death.

It is still a case of death related to Yi Zhonghai.

Must alert the authorities.

Let the public security comrades intervene.

"San Daye, I'll have my two sons find the public security; you have your two sons find the street office."

Liu Haizhong, in the identity of future Head Steward of the Siheyuan, is making concrete arrangements.

I don't know why, but as soon as he sees Yi Zhonghai with a head as big as a bucket and a face like dead ash, his heart feels delighted to death.

An unexpected joy.

The tragedy of Long Laotaitai's death, however, became the ladder for Liu Haizhong to realize his dream.

He could fully imagine what fate Yi Zhonghai would meet.

Being discarded.

These are all minor.

If things go badly, one could die.

In other words, Liu Haizhong, who has long been suppressed by Yi Zhonghai inside the Siheyuan, will from now on exchange a bird gun for a cannon, leaping from Second Steward of the Dayuan to Head Steward.

This is the result Liu Haizhong has long awaited.

Yi Zhonghai didn't speak; he seems to have resigned himself to fate.

His usual all-purpose moral coercion tactics, in the face of Long Laotaitai's death, have become utterly useless, because he is the suspect.

Just look at the neighbors' eyes to know what they're thinking; some are even cracking their knuckles, perhaps they're waiting for Yi Zhonghai to flee, then seize the chance to beat him badly, while also gaining a reputation for righteous courage.

Ah.

A faint sigh rose in his heart.

A death occurred.

This is a major matter.

Moreover, this person was severely beaten by Yi Zhonghai before death.

Had I known it would turn out like this.

Yesterday, nothing could be done to Long Laotaitai.

Even jumping into the Yellow River couldn't wash this away.

"I admit I beat Long Laotaitai, but her death has nothing to do with me; you say I killed her, I also say you killed her—but yesterday you, Liu Haizhong, instructed two children to bring her indoors, you clearly knew she was injured, and you are the Second Steward—why didn't you send her to the hospital?"

Yi Zhonghai backhandedly put a hat on Liu Haizhong.

Want to stir the water as much as possible.

"Early this morning you again arranged for your wife to come see Long Laotaitai; I suspect you, Liu Haizhong, are angry that I, the Head Steward, am pressing down on you, the Second Steward—in the Yagangchang factory I am a Level 8 Technician, you are a Level Seven Technician—you are dissatisfied, you took the opportunity of my disciplining Long Laotaitai, you caused her death, and then you put the black pot on my, Yi Zhonghai's, head."

Second Grandma, who had already been scared to wet her pants by Long Laotaitai's death, upon hearing Yi Zhonghai's words, immediately became shrewish.

I can't afford to provoke Long Laotaitai.

I also can't afford to provoke you, Yi Zhonghai.

It's also because Yi Zhonghai's words are too frightening.

If this damn thing is proven true.

The Liu family won't have a good ending either.

The siheyuan can't blame being called a beastly siheyuan; Yi Zhonghai shifts blame to Liu Haizhong, but Liu Haizhong's wife is shifting blame to the Jia family.

"Yi Zhonghai, what do you mean? The deaf old lady's death has nothing to do with our Liu family; if you say that, the Jia family is also suspect. Over the past year or more, the deaf old lady has clashed many times with the Jia family over meat dishes; I even suspect that Jia Zhangshi killed her to get meat."

Upon hearing that the deaf old lady had died.

Jia Zhangshi, whose emotions had exploded, was already dumbfounded.

She also believed that the deaf old lady's death was related to Yi Zhonghai.

Her heart suddenly felt desolate; without Yi Zhonghai's support, the Jia family was just a joke.

Qin Huairu figured she would be scolded every day by those coworkers, and her wages and bonuses would be deducted because her products didn't meet standards.

Just one sentence.

Yi Zhonghai died.

The Jia family is no longer the Jia family.

There is no longer a need to support Huaihua, the upbringing of Yi Zhonghai's bloodline.

As for the club, Zhao Hongxia isn't threatening Qin Huairu; she's demanding 200 yuan from Qin Huairu.

Return it to the original person.

Return the club to Zhao Hongxia.

Using Huaihua's identity, they demanded compensation from the eldest aunt.

Yi Zhonghai has died; you, the eldest aunt, as his spouse, your compensation belongs to our Jia family.

Jia Zhangshi was thinking about how to extort the eldest aunt when she suddenly heard Er Da Ma's words shifting blame to the Jia family, and her whole body shuddered with fear.

I've seen shameless people, but never someone this shameless.

Yi Zhonghai shifts blame to you, and you shift blame to our Jia family.

"Er Da Ma, at this point you're still shifting blame to our Jia family; according to you, anyone who bears a grudge against Yi Zhonghai could kill the deaf old lady and then blame Yi Zhonghai. My old lady even said Shazhu is the killer—he's always been at odds with Yi Zhonghai and also with the deaf old lady."

Yu Li saw Jia Zhangshi shifting blame to her own family.

Her pretty face turned cold.

She made a move to start a fight with Jia Zhangshi.

But Shazhu stopped her.

"Wife, don't rush, watch me."

Shazhu, after giving Yu Li a warning, looked at Jia Zhangshi's face, deliberately showing a frightened expression, and his eyes became evasive.

Just as Jia Zhangshi was wildly wondering why Shazhu was so frightened,

Shazhu shouted.

"Jia's eldest aunt, behind you, the old lady, her."

Jia Zhangshi simply didn't dare to turn her head.

With a howl.

She jumped over a meter high in place.

When she landed, due to her obesity and other factors, she sprained her ankle, and her body writhed like a big maggot, rolling wildly on the ground.

Xu Daming saw Shazhu intimidating Jia Zhangshi and also joined the fray with a grin.

"Jia's eldest aunt, you'd better be careful; the deaf old lady's death is regrettable. We people barely associate with the deaf old lady, unlike your Jia family, which daily fights over meat with the deaf old lady. If the deaf old lady doesn't die in peace, just thinking that the Jia family fights with me over meat, I won't leave; I'll stay in the Jia family and see whether the Jia family still fights with me over meat."

"Xu Daming, what does the deaf old lady's death have to do with us?"

This was said by Qin Huairu.

Jia Zhangshi was so frightened she couldn't speak, her body trembling nonstop.

"It has nothing to do with your Jia family, but it does concern our He family."

Yu Li saw Qin Huairu step forward.

She knew Shazhu wasn't in a position to step forward.

To avoid Shazhu gaining a reputation for bullying women, she spoke up first.

The look of protecting her husband.

It made Shazhu feel warm inside.

This wife.

She's truly worth marrying.

"What gives your mother-in-law the right to put a hat on our He family? My husband already said, the deaf old lady's death should be judged by the public security officials."

She looked around at everyone.

"You people are really something; the public security officials haven't even come, and you're just randomly putting hats on people—saying Yi Zhonghai is the killer or Liu Haizhong is a suspect. If you're really that capable, why do we need the public security officials?"

The scene.

Instantly it became as silent as silk.

Many people were left speechless.

Yu Li's words.

It gave them a faint sense of unhappiness.

This unhappiness lasted until the public security officials arrived, then gradually faded.