Chapter 452: Beaten Liu Haizhong

I don't know how long it took.

Liu Haizhong slowly woke up.

Seeing the familiar people and surroundings around him, Liu Haizhong's heart sank instantly.

The pain on his body.

Constantly reminded him.

All of this was not a dream.

This was fact.

How long ago.

Liu Haizhong wanted to numb himself, but those people's fists shattered his thought.

During the time since he came in.

Sometimes, in the stillness of night, Liu Haizhong would reflect on his past, and a faint bitterness welled up in his heart.

In the cell.

Originally there was no entertainment; the family gossip and the reasons each person had come in became an important way for them to pass time and amuse themselves.

A bald man patted Liu Haizhong on the shoulder and said, "Old geezer, look at your age—you're about fifty, right? At this age you still managed to get in, which shows you're also a talent. Tell us why you came in, don't just say you're the Siheyuan's Second Steward like yesterday and try to lecture us—do you really think we dare not hit you?"

You don't know, Liu Haizhong's son hates him to death—could he even buy him anything?

Brother, tell us what happened.

Last night it was dark and I couldn't see clearly; only today did I realize who this Liu Haizhong is. What he said is correct—he really is the Siheyuan's Second Steward, and over ten years ago he also served as the Team Captain of the Yagangchang workers' assault team.

Last night it was dark, I couldn't see clearly; only today did I realize who this Liu Haizhong is. What he said is not wrong; he really is the Second Steward of the Siheyuan. More than ten years ago, he also served as the Team Captain of the Yagangchang workers' assault team.

All had experienced that matter.

They also knew the serious consequences of that matter.

Having heard that Liu Haizhong once served as Team Captain of the Yagangchang workers' assault team, the shrewd seemed to understand why he had come in, while the less shrewd still puzzled over how he got in.

This guy is also a brainless oaf; as Team Captain for three months, he threw the Yagangchang of tens of thousands into chaos and unsettled the hearts of those in the Siheyuan, causing many to suffer family ruin and death because of Liu Haizhong.

This guy is also a blockhead; after becoming Team Captain, in just three months he threw the Yagangchang of tens of thousands into utter chaos, and even threw the Siheyuan into panic, with many people suffering family destruction and death because of Liu Haizhong.

Liu Haizhong squatting in the corner of the toilet.

Only bitterness.

Endless bitterness.

The voices of people's talk flew incessantly into his ears.

Now thinking about it.

He isn't a fool, is he?

The deed is done.

He has also offended people.

Yet he gained no actual benefit; now he must endure twenty years of free meals, and the depression in his heart cannot be described in words.

Yet he gained no actual benefit; now he even has to eat free meals for twenty years, and the depression in his heart can no longer be described in words.

He recalled what Er Da Ma had told him: after Liu Haizhong went to jail, his unfilial sons Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu actually started scheming over the Liu family house.

Recalling what Er Da Ma had told him, after Liu Haizhong went to prison, his two unfilial sons, Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu, actually started scheming over the Liu family's house.

The house was sold to Shazhu.

Better than falling into the hands of those unfilial sons Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu.

Liu Haizhong also thought of his eldest son; he had asked Er Da Ma to tell the eldest about his imprisonment, and judging by the distance between them, after all this time the eldest should have come to see him.

Liu Haizhong also kept mentioning their family's eldest; he had asked Er Da Ma to tell the eldest about his imprisonment, and judging by the distance between them, after all this time the eldest should have come to see him.

Liu Haizhong never saw his beloved eldest son.

For the first time he felt he had truly failed as a person.

While he secretly regretted,

the people inside continued to gossip about Liu Haizhong's rights and wrongs.

Liu Haizhong is a man with water in his brain; he believes in rod education, saying that spare the rod spoil the child. With three sons, you should beat them all, but unwilling to strike the eldest, he instead beats the second and third to death, and though the eldest clearly made the mistakes, Liu Haizhong violently beats the second and third, calling it 'killing the chicken to scare the monkey'.

Good grief, this is a beast, brothers—help Liu Haizhong recall properly so he knows it's wrong to screw over his sons.

A blanket was draped over Liu Haizhong's body.

Then came this group's actions to educate Liu Haizhong.

Following that came these people's actions of educating Liu Haizhong.

Feet.

Knees.

These bodily organs, empowered by their owners' strength, incessantly made contact with Liu Haizhong's body.

With the blanket over his head, Liu Haizhong made no sound, offered no resistance, and let those people punch and kick him—perhaps those blows upon him were, to him, a form of atonement!

Liu Haizhong, with his head covered by a blanket, made no sound, did not fight back, but let those people punch and kick him; perhaps those blows landing on him are, for Liu Haizhong himself, a form of atonement!

The effort to educate Liu Haizhong lasted about ten minutes.

It wasn't that this group didn't want to continue.

But someone arrived.

Liu Haizhong's eldest son finally came to see him as he had wished.

The two met in the reception room.

'Eldest brother, you've come?'

"Boss, you came?"

Liu Haizhong saw his eldest son, and immediately a hint of joy appeared on his face; he took a healthy step and rushed to the front of his eldest son, and if not for the fence in between, Liu Haizhong could probably have hugged his son in his arms.

"My mom told me you had something to ask me, what is it?" Liu Guangqi's icy tone revealed a stranger-like aloofness that kept people at a distance, his expression also very solemn, "My time is limited, make it short."

"Eldest son, Dad is fine, I just wanted to see you."

The impatience on Liu Guangqi's face.

Visible to the naked eye.

In fact.

He simply didn't want to come.

If it weren't for Er Da Ma tearfully saying that Liu Haizhong wanted to see him, Liu Guangtian wouldn't have paid any attention to Liu Haizhong at all.

He considered being Liu Haizhong's son a disgrace.

Just because he was Liu Haizhong's son, the originally secured promotion became a mirage.

At such a critical juncture.

Er Da Ma came to find him, saying that Liu Haizhong hoped Liu Guangqi could go see him once.

What Liu Guangqi thought was not to cozy up to Liu Haizhong, but how to distance themselves; if not for worrying that Er Da Ma would cause a scene at his workplace, he really wouldn't want to be here.

I originally thought it was something important.

The result was just a few unnecessary words.

The gloom in his heart.

It surged up all at once.

"You see me now, I'm fine, I'm going back."

Liu Guangqi rose to leave.

Such an attitude.

It made Liu Haizhong's heart feel extremely uncomfortable all at once.

The eldest son he had protected for over twenty years now treated him this way; you know when Liu Guangqi stirred up trouble as a child, Liu Haizhong would take out his anger on Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu, truly reaching the point where he couldn't bear to say a harsh word to Liu Guangqi.

Numerous contributions.

Much painstaking effort.

Yet what he got in return was this.

Liu Haizhong couldn't stay angry with Liu Guangqi; he still had things to tell him.

"Eldest son, Dad knows you're resentful, feeling that Dad held you back; on this matter Dad apologizes to you, it's because Dad didn't consider things thoroughly."

Listening to Liu Haizhong's words, Liu Guangqi almost wanted to cry.

This is his father, Liu Haizhong.

A head full of nonsense, a mind full of muddle, unable to distinguish good from bad people.

Things have already developed to this point.

You damn well say sorry.

Is it useful?

No use.

Not the slightest use.