Chapter 644: Yi Zhonghai's hopes were dashed, the Jia Family rose up

Bangeng lunged at Yi Zhonghai, raining punches and kicks on him, completely disregarding his ninety years.

His reliance.

He shouted through tears, demanding that Yi Zhonghai pay with his life for Shazhu.

On one hand, he wanted to appear blameless; the harder he struck Yi Zhonghai, the more it would show the deep bond between the Jia Family and Shazhu, turning Yi Zhonghai's accusation that the Jia Family had poisoned Shazhu into baseless talk—evidence that Yi Zhonghai was extorting the Jia Family for his old-age support.

On the other hand, he wanted to vent the resentment that had been building up these days.

Heaven pities.

These days, because of Shazhu's death, Bangeng has been anxious and fearful, afraid that one day the police will come to arrest him and make him pay for Shazhu's life.

He was seething with anger.

He had to vent it somehow.

Yi Zhonghai just happened to run into Bangeng's gun barrel, naturally becoming his target.

Bangeng was not fighting alone.

He had helpers.

Qin Huairu, Xiao Dang, Huaihua, and other Jia Family beasts were all Bangeng's helpers.

While Bangeng shouted for Shazhu and swung his fists at Yi Zhonghai, some people wept for Shazhu, while others tried to pull him away.

Qin Huairu went toward Bangeng.

A few punches on Yi Zhonghai would be enough; really beating him like a little devil could easily cause a death, so it's best to stop while ahead—Qin Huairu exerted herself to pull Bangeng away.

Xiao Dang and Huaihua took the opportunity to do some damage control, labeling Yi Zhonghai and whitewashing Bangeng's violent beating of him; the two sisters spoke at length, insisting on labeling Yi Zhonghai.

"Head Steward, because my foolish father died, you're worried no one will support you in your old age, so you've harbored ill intentions; before my foolish father's corpse is even cold, you're using his death to make a big deal, trying to extort our Jia Family—what exactly do you want to do? Is there anything that can't wait until my foolish father is buried? Why must you do this now? What exactly are you trying to accomplish?"

"You're afraid our Jia Family won't comply, even threatening with words, saying that if the Jia Family doesn't support you in your old age, you'll tell the neighbors that our foolish father was poisoned by the Jia Family; the Jia Family's current good life is all thanks to our foolish father's efforts—'a drop of gratitude should be repaid with a spring'—we Jia Family know what gratitude is, how can you, for your own selfish gain, do such a wicked thing?"

"Just for old-age support, do you really have to go this far? Saying my mother Qin Huairu is Pan Jinlian, saying my brother Bangeng is Ximen Qing, saying my grandmother is Wang Po—do you really think there are such wicked old people? Just because my foolish father is gone, our Jia Family feels aggrieved and couldn't have a proper talk with you, so you say this."

"Head Steward, you pat your chest and say, is this appropriate? What exactly do you want to do? How can our Jia Family satisfy your wishes?"

There were some neighbors around.

They had the fickle nature of wall grass.

At first they still thought Yi Zhonghai was right, believing that the Jia Family had poisoned Shazhu; but after seeing Bangeng's angry beating of Yi Zhonghai and hearing Xiao Dang and Huaihua's questioning words to Yi Zhonghai.

They thought about it.

They felt the Jia Family's words were very reasonable.

If the Jia Family had guilty consciences, could they so openly and violently beat Yi Zhonghai?

Looking at Yi Zhonghai, they unconsciously bore a hint of disdain; as residents of the Siheyuan, or neighbors, they more or less knew something about those matters.

How Yi Zhonghai schemed against Shazhu, how he used Qin Huairu to keep Shazhu from marrying, etc. —the neighbors all knew.

They understood that old-age support was Yi Zhonghai's basic plan.

If they were in Yi Zhonghai's position, they'd have to do the same—who lets the person being supported die before the supporter, so Yi Zhonghai has to see white-haired people off black-haired people.

Understanding is understanding.

But they did not approve of Yi Zhonghai's actions.

Having destroyed Shazhu, they still wanted to destroy the Jia Family?

Some neighbors who loved to watch a spectacle and didn't mind causing trouble started lecturing Yi Zhonghai.

"Yi Zhonghai, you too once served as Head Steward of the Siheyuan—how could you act like this? Earlier, for old-age support, you didn't adopt a child, you schemed against the Siheyuan residents, fixed your sights on Shazhu, and to have him support you in old age you ruined his matchmaking; now that you see Shazhu dead, you think your old-age support can only rely on the Jia Family, so you start making a big deal out of his death—you're really lacking in virtue."

"Xiao Dang said something very true: the deceased comes first; is there anything that can't wait until Shazhu is buried? Must you prevent him from resting in peace?"

"All your scheming comes to nothing in the end; Yi Zhonghai, you're too scheming, you've gone too far—even heaven can't stand it—just stay put honestly."

"You've schemed against Shazhu his whole life—you can't now scheme against the Jia Family too; the Jia Family owes you nothing, Yi Zhonghai—everything they have now is thanks to Shazhu's efforts."

"Now there's that nursing home—you can go there to spend your old age!"

Yi Zhonghai stared straight at those who were scolding him.

I'm speaking the truth, damn it.

Shazhu was really harmed by the Jia Family; otherwise, healthy and strong as an ox, how did he suddenly become paralyzed? And then he died miserably far from the Siheyuan, under the overpass.

These people don't believe his big truth.

He looked around at those who talked back to him.

Yi Zhonghai grinned, recounting to those around him the imagined scenario of how the Jia Family made Shazhu half-paralyzed.

After saying that.

He also threw a question back at the crowd.

"You say, if it weren't for the Jia Family giving Shazhu drugs, how could he possibly become half-paralyzed? This shows the Jia Family thinks Shazhu is a burden and is doing harm."

Something unexpected happened to Yi Zhonghai.

It was that the surrounding neighbors did not, as Yi Zhonghai expected, stand from his perspective to help him denounce the Jia Family.

Instead, they all started laughing.

Their expressions became even more disdainful.

"You don't believe me?"

"Why should we believe you? According to you, Shazhu took sleeping pills, Qin Huairu covered him with several thick cotton blankets, then the house heated up and cooled down—who believes that? Anyway, I don't."

"We don't believe it either—that's murder, murder requires a life for a life; are you still living in ancient times, Yi Zhonghai?"

"You can really make things up—still, if the Jia Family really killed Shazhu, could He Yushui get past the Jia Family? Broken bones and torn tendons, after all they're siblings; He Yushui's man is the deputy head of the district."

"He Yushui is just a white-eyed wolf." Yi Zhonghai cursed: "He should have abandoned her from the start."

"Why is He Yushui a white-eyed wolf, isn't that your doing, Yi Zhonghai? In order to make Shazhu wholeheartedly support you in old age, you let..." They saw the Jia Family present, felt embarrassed to say more: "Forget it, I won't say it, to avoid offending people—in short, He Yushui being a white-eyed wolf is also your doing, Yi Zhonghai."

"Yi Zhonghai, you say the Jia Family drugged and harmed He Yuzhu; today let you see whether the Jia Family is blameless or you, Yi Zhonghai, harbor ulterior motives."

Bangeng took out the hospital medical record, which clearly wrote Shazhu's illness, how how he got sick.

Having this thing.

Yi Zhonghai's claim that the Jia family gave Shazhu medicine collapsed on its own.

Bangeng still felt a bit of relief in his heart, relieved to have kept Shazhu's medical record; on the day he sent Shazhu away, he thought the record was somewhat unlucky and wanted to throw it away.

Still, Qin Huairu interjected, saying keeping it might come in handy.

Now it has come in handy, becoming strong evidence proving the Jia family's innocence.

This medical record was not given to Yi Zhonghai; Bangeng first gave it to the neighbors present.

Bangeng was also more cautious, worried that Yi Zhonghai would tear up the record and then swallow it into his stomach, leaving the Jia family with no counter-evidence.

He deliberately let the neighbors present look at it first; Liu Haizhong, Yan Fugui and the like, former heads of the Siheyuan, were especially the key points.

After those people had finished looking, Bangeng then handed Shazhu's medical record to Yi Zhonghai.

"Yi Zhonghai, open your eyes wide and take a good look, see what is written above, and see whether it has anything to do with our Jia family!"

The tone shifted.

Decided to give Yi Zhonghai some trouble.

"How did my silly dad get sick, why did he get sick? I think you know better than we do. Today, in front of the neighbors, I want to ask you, Yi Zhonghai, what exactly you were thinking. The doctor didn't let you eat braised pork, yet you demanded twenty bucks from my silly dad, saying you wanted to buy something. You took the money, went to the restaurant, and because of that bowl of braised pork you caused, my silly dad didn't get to eat it—you took away his life."

Xiao Dang also began to echo Bangeng.

"My older brother is right; you fell ill, had diarrhea, my silly dad worried something might happen to you, wanted to send you to the hospital, and was about to call for a noodle cart."

1990s.

In the Capital City, taxis were those minivans.

Commonly called a noodle cart.

"You say the noodle cart is uncomfortable and bumpy; my silly dad said hire a tricycle, but you complained the tricycle was ugly, insisting my silly dad carry you to the hospital. Poor my silly dad, hearing your words, he carried you without catching his breath from the Siheyuan to the Yagangchang affiliated hospital. Good grief, you didn't harm him, yet you exhausted him enough to make him choke; returning from the hospital he collapsed, and the next day he lay paralyzed in bed. You are the one who caused my silly dad's death, and you still have the nerve to say the Jia family owes my silly dad an apology—Yi Zhonghai, it's you who owes my silly dad an apology, not the Jia family."

"My older brother, my older sister, what they say is right; no matter how you, Yi Zhonghai, sue, wherever you sue, we Jia family people aren't afraid." Huaihua also spoke up: "This lawsuit, even if we take it to the heavens, we Jia family people are in the right; don't believe it, let's wait and see—do you really think it's still like before, when whatever you, Yi Zhonghai, said was taken as truth? Times have changed."

"Bangeng, Huaihua, Xiao Dang, what are you trying to do? The eldest uncle is completely wrong, yet he is still an eldest uncle; as juniors, you should respect your elders."

Qin Huairu saw that the situation was settled.

The stone in her heart fell to the ground.

She walked over to Yi Zhonghai with a smiling, squinting gaze, reached out to help him up from the ground, and used a handkerchief to wipe the scar on his face.

"Elder Uncle, I'm here, on behalf of Bangeng and them I apologize to you; right or wrong, not mentioning it—hitting an elder, she is in the wrong. It's because I, Qin Huairu, didn't educate them well, and also because they miss Shazhu too much, feeling upset, they think you are the culprit behind Shazhu's death. If you feel unwell, I'll have Bangeng take you to the hospital for a check-up."

Yi Zhonghai let out a cold snort in his heart.

Bangeng took me to see a doctor.

I guess on the way they just discarded me, Yi Zhonghai.

He now increasingly believes Shazhu's death is out of the ordinary.

Because Qin Huairu and Bangeng are acting too unusually, not knowing the Jia family's nature, they just believed the Jia family's words; the key is that Yi Zhonghai knows the Jia family's morality, which is not good.

He suffers from not being able to find evidence.

He Yushui is also not of one mind with Yi Zhonghai, even somewhat opposed to him, which is not easy to handle.

He glanced around at those people.

His gaze was icy.

In his eyes there was nothing but mockery toward Yi Zhonghai.

"No need, my body is fine."

Yi Zhonghai pushed away Qin Huairu's supporting hands, walking unsteadily toward the front courtyard; he no longer had any face to stay in the central courtyard, his image torn apart by the Jia family, no one believed anything he said, staying would only bring self-inflicted suffering.

Just as Yi Zhonghai passed the junction between the central courtyard and the front courtyard's gatehouse, Qin Huairu's voice came from behind and flew into his ears.

"Elder Uncle, I, Qin Huairu, ask you for one thing: Shazhu's posthumous affairs need to be handled these days; you have matters to attend to, so please wait until after Shazhu's posthumous affairs are finished before speaking; please, I will kneel before you."

Scheming bitch.

Really a scheming bitch.

Taking advantage of handling Shazhu's posthumous affairs, they completely outmaneuvered Yi Zhonghai; moreover, Yi Zhonghai decided that Qin Huairu would never kneel, even if she wanted to, she wouldn't say the words of kneeling to him.

What Yi Zhonghai thought was not wrong.

Just as Qin Huairu finished saying the words of kneeling, at the moment she was about to kneel, the onlooking neighbors nearby all stood up and together stopped her from kneeling.

"Huairu, don't kneel; Yi Zhonghai is not worth kneeling to—if he comes again causing trouble, we neighbors won't let him off."

"Shazhu's life was also worth it."

Yan Fugui and Liu Haizhong, wearing smiles of mockery, watched the scene before them, hearing those remarks; just like Yi Zhonghai, they also knew there were many hidden dealings here.

Since it doesn't concern them, they just look on unconcerned.

Things that have no interest to them.

Better to forget it.

I didn't hear the Jia family just now say that Shazhu's posthumous affairs were agreed upon by He Yushui.

Whether Shazhu is dead or alive, it's fine; He Yushui had no objection, his own sister didn't care at all, didn't ask or inquire; as neighbors, what right do they have to get involved?

They just came to watch the excitement.

The two of them started to have the mindset of watching from the sidelines.

Just as they turned their heads to leave, they heard Qin Huairu calling out to them.

Immediately they turned around and looked at Qin Huairu, who was calling them.

"Second Elder, Third Elder."

Liu Haizhong perked up his ears.

His ears are a bit bad.

Yan Fugui then put on his glasses; his eyesight was a bit poor.

"It's me." Qin Huairu saw that Liu Haizhong and Yan Fugui—one couldn't hear well, the other couldn't see well—so she involuntarily repeated, "Qin Huairu."