Chapter 274

Yi Zhonghai going after Wan Ping'an made her very dissatisfied.

She had long warned Yi Zhonghai not to provoke Wan Ping'an easily and to know how to be patient.

Wait until he caught Wan Ping'an in a mistake, then strike for a certain victory; why couldn't he keep his cool?

The most annoyed person wasn't Yi Zhonghai.

It was Jia Zhang.

The donations were getting smaller and smaller.

By the time it reached He Daqing and Xu Fugui, it had become one mao.

By the time it reached Wan Ping'an, there wasn't even one mao; he was a total miser.

If everyone were like him, would anyone else donate to the Jia family?

"Wan Ping'an, you are a heartless little beast."

"Our Jia family is so miserable, with only orphans and a widow left, and you actually have no sympathy at all. Are you even human?"

"Old Jia, come back tonight and take the little beast surnamed Wan away!"

Jia Zhang pointed at Wan Ping'an's nose and cursed loudly.

Slap!

Wan Ping'an rushed two steps in front of Jia Zhang and swung a big slap.

Jia Dongxu saw this and wouldn't stand for it.

He had just stood up when he was slapped down by Wan Ping'an.

The mother and son lay neatly on the ground.

"Wan Ping'an, how can you hit people?"

"Why don't you apologize quickly?"

"Seeing that you're still young, I won't hold you responsible, but I'll fine you fifty yuan for medical expenses."

Yi Zhonghai had caught his chance.

It was Wan Ping'an who had initiated the violence, and he had hit quite hard; the corner of Jia Zhang's mouth was bleeding, and Jia Dongxu's left cheek was also swollen high.

"Get lost!"

"Yi Zhonghai, are your ears deaf?"

"Jia Zhang is engaging in feudal superstition, asking Old Jia to come up and take me away; didn't you hear that?"

"Jia Zhang, I have the money. Don't talk about fifty yuan, I even have five hundred yuan. Do you dare to take it?"

"As long as you dare to take it, I dare to give it. Once I give it, I'll go report you for engaging in feudal superstition, and the First Elder for deliberately shielding you."

"Come on, tell me, do you want it or not?"

Wan Ping'an sneered, staring at Jia Zhang.

Jia Zhang shivered.

Yi Zhonghai's face also turned pale.

Having just entered the new society, the crackdown on feudal superstition was extremely severe.

In front of so many people, Jia Zhang calling for Old Jia and summoning spirits—once reported, she would at the very least be sentenced to labor reform.

Doing the dirtiest and most tiring work during the day, sleeping in a cowshed at night, not to mention the wind and rain, there were also flies and mosquitoes; it was simply not a place for humans to live!

"I, I..."

Jia Zhang was conflicted.

Five hundred yuan?

Living in a cowshed for labor reform, which was more important?

"Jia Zhang, why aren't you getting up yet?"

"You were in the wrong first, so you're even now; neither of you should pursue this further."

Yi Zhonghai was the most anxious person.

He was the acting First Elder, with a six-month probationary period.

Jia Zhang engaged in feudal superstition, he didn't stop her, and he even made Wan Ping'an have no money; if this were truly investigated, the subdistrict office would definitely judge him as having made a mistake!

The acting First Elder's probation would fail!

"I..."

Jia Zhang was very unwilling.

"Girl Zhang, how long are you going to keep making a scene?"

"Why aren't you getting up yet?"

The deaf old lady spoke up.

Jia Zhang scrambled up quickly.

Jia Dongxu also scrambled up, one side of his face swollen!

"Everyone..."

Yi Zhonghai wanted to continue.

"Don't continue just yet, I haven't finished speaking."

Wan Ping'an interrupted Yi Zhonghai's words.

"Ping'an, Jia Zhang cursed you, and you hit her; can't you two just call it even?"

Yi Zhonghai was anxious.

"Fine, I didn't say it wasn't."

"What I'm talking about is your business, not his business."

"To prevent certain people from collecting money in the name of donations, the authorities have strict regulations on donations; donations must be filed with the subdistrict office in advance."

"Has your donation been filed with the subdistrict office?"

Wan Ping'an looked at Yi Zhonghai with a smile.

He was certain that Yi Zhonghai definitely hadn't gone to the subdistrict office to file it.

"If it hasn't been filed, it's suspected illegal fundraising. Guess how serious this charge is?"

"How many years in prison would it be?"

Wan Ping'an added another sentence.

There was the threat of imprisonment!

Yi Zhonghai was completely stunned.

He had also heard that donations needed to be filed and required the permission of the subdistrict office; he thought no one in the courtyard knew, so he came directly without filing.

"This..."

Cold sweat broke out on Yi Zhonghai.

"Your face has turned pale with fear; did you not file it?"

"Three elders organizing a donation, you're a criminal gang; the charge is more serious than a single person's crime. Guess how many years you'll be sentenced to?"

Wan Ping'an pressed step by step.

He wanted to destroy Yi Zhonghai's mental will.

"Filed?"

"Wan Ping'an, the donation was organized by Yi Zhonghai, it has nothing to do with me. I thought he had filed it."

Liu Haizhong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

His voice was trembling.

"It has nothing to do with me either."

"The donation was organized by him; he just notified me that there would be a donation meeting."

"The money I donated wasn't mine either, it was given to me by Yi Zhonghai. He gave me three yuan and told me to donate two, and keep the remaining one for myself!"

"I don't want it anymore, is that okay?"

Yan Fugui took out one yuan and threw it on the table.

He was also scared.

"Damn, Yi Zhonghai, not only did you not file, but you also engaged in fake donations; aren't you deceiving us?"

He Daqing cursed.

He was laughing very happily.

Wan Ping'an was truly too awesome!