Chapter 538
Although Yu Li did not ask He Weiguo and He Xianghong to apologize to Jia Zhangshi.
But the two stubborn children.
Still, in front of the whole courtyard's neighbors, through the glass, they solemnly apologized to Jia Zhangshi, saying they shouldn't have treated Jia Zhangshi the same way, letting Jia Zhangshi forgive their previous violent beating of Jia Zhangshi.
Jia Zhangshi, hiding in the Jia family, hadn't said anything yet.
The onlookers watching the excitement at the scene all erupted in an uproar.
For the act of the two children apologizing, each gave a thumbs-up, praising Shazhu's family education, with such praise constantly flying from their mouths.
While praising.
They also didn't forget the Jia family.
They adopted a comparative approach.
While highly praising He Weiguo and them, they also stepped on the Jia family as much as possible.
Actually, it wasn't stepping on the Jia family, but rather recounting the Jia family's past glorious events truthfully, which could be considered bringing up old matters.
"Weiguo, Xianghong, there's no need to apologize to Jia Zhangshi; you did the right thing. If it were me, I'd also have to beat that damned bastard."
"Master He, you need to talk to Yu Li; educating the children is correct, but you also need to distinguish matters and causes. Today's incident, it's really not the fault of He Weiguo and the others; it's because Jia Zhangshi's mouth is too foul, saying some unpleasant things about you two. He Weiguo heard it and spoke up for you two, then hit Jia Zhangshi; it's really not the children's fault."
"San Daye's words are reasonable; Master He's several children are truly benevolent and righteous. Clearly they stood up for their parents, but because they struck the elderly Jia Zhangshi, they apologized to the Jia family."
"We're all neighbors of the Siheyuan; how can the gap between neighbors be so huge? Master He's family clearly did the right thing, yet they made the children apologize to Jia Zhangshi, while the Jia family clearly did wrong but refuses to admit it. This person is really beyond words—how could the Siheyuan produce such a nuisance, hated by people and annoying to dogs."
Jia Zhangshi, who was in the Jia family.
Listening to the neighbors' comments.
Her back teeth were about to shatter.
Jia Zhangshi also somewhat understood the situation; when the He family's children put on an apology act, it truly put her over a fire. Although He Weiguo and He Xianghong's apology was not prompted by Yu Li, but entirely voluntary, Jia Zhangshi still felt a grudge, believing she had fallen into the other side's scheme.
She wanted to go out and explain herself.
But she also feared getting beaten.
Suddenly, she missed Huaihua a bit in her heart.
Over the past couple of days, due to the family split, Jia Zhangshi's living standard plummeted; previously she could still leech off Qin Huairu even when lazy, but now Qin Huairu won't even give her a pleasant look.
Before being beaten, Jia Zhangshi could still console herself in an Ah Q way, placing her hopes for old age on Bangeng.
After being beaten, Jia Zhangshi realized Bangeng was not the best choice for her old-age support.
Bangeng can't even maintain his own livelihood, so how could he support Jia Zhangshi?
Jia Zhangshi seriously compared Bangeng and Huaihua for the first time, discovering that even though Huaihua is a woman, she is stronger than Bangeng in some aspects.
At the very least, Huaihua sincerely regarded Jia Zhangshi as a grandmother; when faced with trouble, even if she couldn't prevail, she would step forward to speak in Jia Zhangshi's defense.
Bangeng is truly a white-eyed wolf.
This morning, although he clearly saw Jia Zhangshi being violently beaten by the He family's children together, he pretended not to see; even when Jia Zhangshi called out to Bangeng for help, Bangeng just patted his butt and walked away, treating Jia Zhangshi's plea as a fart.
Jia Zhangshi's heart instantly sank.
Worrying about her own old age, Qin Huairu left home because of Huaihua, resented Jia Zhangshi, split from the Jia family; if Bangeng is also unfilial, Jia Zhangshi's old age can only be spent in tears.
She let out an "ah" from her mouth.
She cried.
She realized she was no better than the earlier Yi Zhonghai; at least Yi Zhonghai had money, while Jia Zhangshi had nothing but a fat body.
"Old Jia, you damned turtle bastard, you died, you're relieved; you left me, an old woman, alone in the world to suffer; Dong Xu also left, Qin Huairu ignores me, she hates me, Bangeng is also a white-eyed wolf; my life as an old woman, how could it be so bitter?"
Shazhu, standing outside the Jia family gate.
The expression on his face.
From beginning to end, it remained a calm undisturbed by waves.
He stood still in place, listening to Jia Zhangshi's lament with his ear, and inexplicably a feeling of refreshment that words cannot describe welled up in his heart.
Thinking about his previous life self.
In his previous life, Jia Zhangshi truly lived in a honey pot, with meals attended to by Shazhu, and household affairs managed by Qin Huairu.
All that was left was eating.
This lifetime.
Jia Zhangshi guessed that even eating feces wouldn't be as hot; letting Jia Zhangshi personally experience Bangeng's white-eyed wolf nature is the greatest revenge on Jia Zhangshi.
From now on, Jia Zhangshi will have to endure.
"Everyone, disperse!"
Shazhu waved his hand and dispersed the crowd.
Everyone gradually returned to their own homes.
With their mouths they praised the He family's children's upbringing, while also cursing Jia Zhangshi, saying they wanted to see Jia Zhangshi's jokes.
Do they really think the neighbors can't see that?
It's just that they're too lazy to mention it.
After this incident, the Siheyuan seemed as if someone had pressed a pause button; the neighbors of the front, middle, and rear courtyards rarely enjoyed a period of peace.
Everyone was busy with their own affairs.
Shazhu took his wife and children to play for seven or eight days, leaving their wandering footprints all over the streets and alleys of the Capital City; they ate the snacks they should have, and even the foods they shouldn't have, they also overate the fresh foods they shouldn't have.
The biggest change.
was the Jia family.
Jia Zhangshi, driven to near ecstasy by Bangeng's white-eyed wolf behavior, during this period tried to ease relations with Qin Huairu.
Shazhu understood clearly.
Jia Zhangshi prepared to let Qin Huairu help with her old-age support.
However, Qin Huairu didn't bother with Jia Zhangshi, nor was it that she didn't bother; she proposed something that Jia Zhangshi might never be able to accomplish in her lifetime.
That was to find Huaihua and bring her back for her.
Jia Zhangshi clearly knew she couldn't find Huaihua, yet she still went out early and returned late searching for several days; some neighbors said Jia Zhangshi was carrying out Qin Huairu's orders, while others said she was actually looking for Bangeng.
The Jia Family's future lineage.
Still hoping that Bangeng would someday marry a wife.
Bangeng hadn't appeared in the Siheyuan for seven or eight days, and he didn't come back to sleep at night, giving rise to all sorts of bad rumors.
Some said Bangeng was frightened by the Jia Family's situation, thinking that if he stayed in the Siheyuan he would never marry, so he sneaked back to the countryside in Dongbei.
Although he was farming in the countryside.
But he at least had a widow to hold, and three cheap kids who called him dad.
Compared to the rumor about finding a widow, the following three rumors are even more speechless; it's said that Jia Zhangshi was so scared she wet herself.
The first rumor: Bangeng felt that the present Jia Family was entirely his fault, he couldn't get past that hurdle in his heart, and he killed himself to atone.
The second rumor: Bangeng felt speechless guilt toward Qin Huairu and Jia Zhangshi, and because he wore Chen Shimei's hat on his head, he went off wandering alone.
The third rumor: Bangeng met a pretty female comrade on the road; she said she had come to the Capital City to find a partner, saw Bangeng, thought he was an honest lad worthy of her lifelong trust, took him away, and had him mine coal to support her, so Bangeng went to the coal mine to dig coal.
Whether it's true or not is uncertain.
There's no way to verify.
But Bangeng indeed hadn't shown up in the Siheyuan for several days; the workers at the Yagangchang and the neighbors of the Siheyuan hadn't seen him.
Shazhu, however, didn't think Bangeng had met with an accident.
Good people don't live long; misfortunes last a thousand years.
Bangeng, the thief-saint plus the strongest white-eyed wolf, really isn't that easy to kill.
Shazhu still wanted to watch Bangeng suffer misfortune to vent his anger.
The retribution owed to Jia Zhangshi and Qin Huairu also had to come from Bangeng.
……
In a state-owned restaurant.
After Bangeng had eaten and drunk his fill, he waved and shouted at the chubby waiter.
"Comrade, bring another plate of fish-flavored shredded pork, plus a bottle of erguotou, and two more bowls of rice; I still have two friends coming over."
He lifted the tea cup in front of him.
He took a sip of tea.
He rose and walked toward the restaurant entrance.
As he walked.
while muttering loudly in a voice everyone could hear.
"Er Lengzi and San Pidan, why aren't you here yet? We agreed to meet at twelve at the Lijing Grand Hotel, and you told me to order first—I'm almost done eating, but you still haven't shown up; last time you were over an hour late, saying you couldn't find the place, and I'm waiting for you at the door."
Before Bangeng reached the door, at a spot about three or four meters away, a thin figure blocked her path.
He raised his head.
He sized up the person blocking his way and realized it was the waiter who had just brought her tea and meal.
There are two waiters in the restaurant, one fat and one thin; the one preventing Bangeng from walking is that thin one.
He is in his early twenties, about 1.56 meters tall, skinny and dry.
He wears ill-fitting work clothes that look too big, his hair is braided into two strands, the color is dull yellow—clearly someone malnourished.
Bangeng mentally estimated the combat strength of both sides.
A skinny, yellow-haired girl.
Dealing with her would be easy as catching something at hand.
If he could avoid fighting, he would rather not.
Mainly, the fat waiter not far off made Bangeng wary; he felt his scrawny body was no match, and if the waiter sat on him, he could probably break several of Bangeng's ribs.
After careful consideration.
Bangeng made a decision; he wanted to confuse the opponent's vision, and if he could escape with words, that would be best.
"Comrade, why are you stopping me? I just ordered a new dish and two bowls of rice; I have friends coming to eat, it's their first time, I'm worried they'll get lost, so I'll wait for them at your door—I won't run, I'm also a pillar of talent building the motherland; I'll just stand at the door so they can see me and come in to eat with me."
"You think I'm trying to dodge the bill? I'm waiting for people; I've eaten, I'll pay all at once."
You think I'm trying to skip out on the bill? I'm waiting for someone; I've eaten, and I'll settle the bill together.
"I'm not leaving; I'm waiting for people."
"Settle the bill."
"I haven't finished eating; what bill should I settle?"
"You said you wanted to go out; if you go out, you have to settle the bill."
Bangeng saw his tricks exposed, and with no money in his pocket, he could only eat and run; during this time away from home, Bangeng lived by this deceit, eating one free meal after another.
Bangeng saw his deceitful tricks exposed by the other party, and because he had no money in his pocket, he could only eat and run; during the time he didn't go home, Bangeng relied on this kind of deception to eat one free meal after another.
He didn't expect that his formerly infallible trick.
would hit a snag here.
He shouted at the diagonally opposite side.
"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen someone being asked to pay for a meal?"
The little girl instinctively tossed her head.
Bangeng exerted force with his legs, trying to seize the opening to rush out of the restaurant.
Bangeng exerted force with both legs, rashly attempting to seize this opening, and rushed out of the restaurant.
As long as he runs out, Bangeng will be like a tiger entering deep mountains, a fish entering the sea; no one can do anything to her Bangeng.
Unfortunately.
The little girl had the advantage; just as Bangeng took a step, the little girl, sensing the situation was bad, swung her arm and slapped Bangeng on the cheek.
Just heard the crisp 'pa' sound.
Bangeng, who had been slapped, was really sent flying to the ground.
The pain on his face.
It made Bangeng have a series of fantasies.
How did I get hit?
He felt his body suddenly leap into the air, following a standard parabolic arc, and he fell heavily to the ground.
Hurrying footsteps sounded near Bangeng's ears; after he regained his senses, he saw several people glaring tigerishly, surrounding him in the middle. Their clothing clearly expressed their identities—they were all restaurant staff: cooks, assistant cooks, one of whom seemed to be a leader, with a manager's badge pinned on his left chest.
Bangeng then seemed to have found his backbone, and began to complain to that manager.
"Manager, your restaurant staff assaulted a customer."
"What's it to you? I just hit you—what do you want?"
Bangeng was stunned.
How could he say that with such righteous confidence?
"I'm just someone who came to eat, right?"
"I didn't say you came to take a dump, did I? You're not thinking that every eatery is like Bai Xu, are you? Doing away with the regulation that prohibits assaulting customers."
Bangeng also knew about Bai Xu.
He knew that Shazhu had been idle at home because of this matter.
The current situation.
Very unfavorable to Bangeng.
Everyone had come out; the guy who cooks was still holding a spoon in his hand.
They started fighting.
Could only end up suffering a loss.
Nor dare to alarm the public.
In order to avoid getting beaten.
Could only win by wit.
"Are you the manager here? I won't mention the beating; I'll just talk about myself. I have two friends coming to eat. I haven't finished my meal—I'm waiting at the door for them. Why are your restaurant staff demanding money from me? Do I look like someone who owes money and doesn't pay? I've already given you money; when my friends come later, I'll settle again—I gave eight mao. My friends might think I can't afford to treat them, being looked down on doesn't matter, but it delays my important affair—who among you can take responsibility for this?"
Bangeng's mind.
It's just flexible.
After delivering that great reasoning, the few diners present all wanted to applaud Bangeng's words.
But they don't represent the restaurant.
Even if Bangeng spoke eloquently, they still demanded money.
"You could settle the meal together, then just leave—it wouldn't make you lose face."
Bangeng froze on the spot.
One can still play it like that.
The key is he has no money.
End of Chapter
