Chapter 418: Jia Zhangshi, I Also Want to Be Team Captain

Liu Haizhong did this.

It has a hint of a self-harm stratagem.

The Liu family's situation is one of being repeatedly retaliated against; no matter when or where, they must inevitably get past this hurdle.

Stick out your head, get a knife.

Even if you shrink your neck, you still get a knife.

Rather than staying inside and not going out, those provoked people become even more furious.

It would be more comfortable to go out and get beaten by those people.

Even the despicable Jia Zhangshi helped by suggesting to copy Liu Haizhong's family's idea.

The matter has reached an urgent point.

He kicked Er Da Ma out with one foot.

Those women might, seeing Er Da Ma in such a miserable state, show her leniency.

Some things.

Are impossible to avoid from the start.

This is a conclusion Liu Haizhong drew from his experience of having feces and urine poured over him at the Yagangchang today.

So he kicked the woman away with one foot.

As for Er Da Ma, she didn't have time to feel sad from being kicked out by Liu Haizhong; she scrambled up from the ground, rubbed the spot where she fell painfully, and fearfully watched the neighbors gradually gathering around her.

Contrasting with the daytime when Er Da Ma enjoyed the neighbors' attentive service.

This formed a stark contrast.

She was afraid.

"You all." Er Da Ma muttered, not knowing whether she had been awakened by Liu Haizhong's kick or realized the situation was wrong; she lowered her noble head and began to apologize: "Today's matter is my fault, I was wrong. Earlier I was still thinking about how to apologize to the neighbors, but I felt embarrassed and didn't dare come out. I say sorry to the neighbors."

Truly Liu Haizhong's wife.

The skill of changing faces in a second.

I don't know who she learned it from.

"I shouldn't put on airs, shouldn't show off, shouldn't bully the neighbors. As the old saying goes, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, low head doesn't see raised head. We've lived in this big courtyard for years and still have some neighborly feelings. I hope everyone can be tolerant and forgive me this once."

She then gave the neighbors a deep ninety-degree bow.

Her head also drooped down.

However, the neighbors had no intention of accepting Er Da Ma's apology.

This is because Liu Haizhong did not succeed in becoming an official.

He realized he was no match for the neighbors.

Conversely.

If Liu Haizhong succeeded in becoming an official, would Er Da Ma remember her neighborly ties with the neighbors?

Obviously not.

A dozen or so old women, relying on the few tricks they learned from Qin Huairu for dealing with Liu Haizhong, all wanted to try out their lifelong skills on the eager Er Da Ma.

If that were the case,

Er Da Ma's apology would then be utterly ineffective.

It would be just empty words.

The neighbors should still deal with her.

Liu Haizhong's self-harm stratagem amounted to nothing.

"Er Da Ma, I hereby solemnly notify you: we several sisters, in order to implement your education and assistance, have taken the lead in establishing the Siheyuan Reformation Supervision Brigade; we are all team captains. The brigade's founding ideology is simply to correct you from the wrong path to the right one. Do you understand what we mean?"

Liu Haizhong hiding inside the house.

He was stunned for a moment.

The Siheyuan Reformation Supervision Brigade—this isn't just a copy of Qin Huairu's Mistake-Correcting Small Group, is it?

His head suddenly felt big.

Having gone through his own miserable experience, he foresaw what fate awaited his wife—surely it would be exactly the same as his own.

Er Da Ma's mood.

Like Liu Haizhong's glance.

Filled with strong contradiction.

Just thinking that she would have to clean toilets all day like Liu Haizhong, her body inexplicably went weak, and she plopped down onto the ground.

Shazhu in the crowd.

He slightly furrowed his brows.

He silently thought, "These old women of the Siheyuan really know how to have fun; they actually set up such a ragtag troupe—one can imagine what hardships Er Da Ma will face."

He softly instructed Yu Li.

Yu Li nodded.

The couple said nothing, just watching the situation unfold.

"Er Da Ma, don't play dead. Think about how you dealt with us during the day: you made us stand before you like maids, still holding tea cups to serve you; when we came to collect payment from you, you panicked, touched your upper lip to your lower lip, said a few pleasant words, and wanted to sweep this all under the rug, hoping for something good."

"Exactly! Pat your chest and think: if Liu Haizhong succeeded in becoming an official, you might well have dealt with us neighbors in some way—that's karmic retribution, and we are your retribution, Er Da Ma."

"Er Da Ma, we're not joking with you now; we're telling you the truth: starting tomorrow, you're in charge of the courtyard's sanitation."

"\"Sweep the courtyard? \" Er Da Ma exclaimed, mistakenly thinking she only needed to simply sweep the courtyard's sanitation; she hurriedly agreed, \"I guarantee I'll sweep the courtyard spotless. \""

"Er Da Ma, you don't really think it's just sweeping the courtyard, do you?"

"Isn't it?"

Before you finish sweeping the courtyard, you must empty the chamber pots of every household.

Er Da Ma felt dizzy.

Just now, because she smelled the feces and urine odor on Liu Haizhong's body, she almost fainted.

Let her empty the chamber pot.

Isn't that tantamount to taking her life?

She was about to refuse.

Then she saw the cold, unquestionable faces of the old women.

Her heart panicked, and she nodded unwillingly and reluctantly.

Er Da Ma, this attitude of yours won't do. What attitude is this? Is it resistance toward us? We're doing this for your own good, trying to get you to recognize your mistakes soon. Don't be ungrateful. Besides, you made us also empty night pots—it's just that we're returning the livelihood you originally assigned to us. You don't even want to do it, yet you make us do it?

Such a big hat.

Er Da Ma dare not wear it.

Liu Haizhong is good-for-nothing.

If she were to admit to such a charge.

The Liu family probably would have no way to survive.

Tomorrow we team captains will supervise your work: emptying night pots, sweeping the courtyard—these are your livelihood.

Jia Zhangshi standing in place.

She looked at Er Da Ma, then at those old women who, as team captains, assigned tasks to Er Da Ma, and wondered in her heart why they had become team captains.

Damn the Siheyuan Reformation and Rectification Supervision Brigade!

"Old Ma's wife, Old Wang's wife, Li family's wife, when was this Siheyuan Reformation and Rectification Supervision Brigade established? Director Wang of the street office didn't even come to notify us!"

"The Siheyuan Reformation and Rectification Supervision Brigade is an organization formed privately by us old neighbors in the courtyard who have been bullied by Er Da Ma, aiming to correct her past mistakes and offer assistance, and it has no connection to the street office."

They said that.

Jia Zhangshi's mood became increasingly unbalanced.

"All the old women who handle everything in the courtyard—why are you team captains, and why are you all team captains, and why can't I be a team captain?"

That's just jealousy, I guess.

Jia Zhangshi also wanted to be a team captain; without thinking much, she mentioned her desire to be a team captain to a few old neighbors.