Chapter 289

"Do you think you'll be fine just by hiding out during the day?"

"Old Jia's coffin was thrown out by Wan Ping'an long ago; if it weren't for Yi Zhonghai, I'm afraid there wouldn't be a single bone left of your Old Jia."

Yan Fugui spat on the ground.

He wasn't in a hurry to go home; he guessed that there would be a good show to watch very soon.

Waiting to watch the show.

"Mom, isn't it a bit inappropriate to throw Dad's coffin in front of Wan Ping'an's door?"

While walking back, Jia Dongxu felt a bit worried.

"What's inappropriate about it?"

"It's just to disgust him to death."

"That old comrade Yi Zhonghai said that the deceased are the most important; even Wan Ping'an wouldn't dare to touch your dad's coffin."

"He, he, he..."

Before Jia Zhangshi could finish her sentence, she froze and started stuttering.

In front of their door, a coffin was parked, stinking and covered in a layer of sludge.

It was a clear day.

The moonlight and starlight were both very bright.

It allowed Jia Zhangshi to see it clearly.

"What is going on here?"

Jia Zhangshi was stunned.

Jia Dongxu's eyes turned red.

Even though his father was dead, he couldn't find peace!

"It must have been Wan Ping'an."

"We threw the coffin in front of his house, so he threw it back, and even threw so much rotten mud on it."

Jia Zhangshi realized what had happened.

"Let's go, let's go find Wan Ping'an to settle the score."

"The deceased are the most important, how could he make your dad's coffin so dirty?"

"He must give us an explanation!"

Jia Zhangshi headed straight for the backyard in a huff.

Yan Fugui followed along with a smile.

If Wan Ping'an dared to throw Old Jia's coffin out, he wouldn't be afraid of Jia Zhangshi and would surely give her a harsh lesson.

"Heaven-slaying Wan Ping'an, you get out here."

Before Jia Zhangshi even reached the backyard, her voice arrived first.

The shrill shouting spread throughout the Sihe Academy.

It had just turned dark.

Most people hadn't gone to sleep yet.

Some hadn't even gone to bed.

Hearing Jia Zhangshi's shouting, they all came out to watch the excitement.

During the day.

Wan Ping'an had thrown Old Jia's coffin out.

Many people had guessed that there would definitely be excitement to watch at night, and they had been waiting for it.

As soon as Jia Zhangshi shouted, they all came out.

The door opened.

Wan Ping'an appeared in front of the Jia family.

Jia Zhangshi subconsciously took a step back.

Jia Dongxu also took a step back.

Boom!

Quite a few people laughed.

Wan Ping'an had just opened the door and hadn't said a word, just one look, and the Jia mother and son had retreated; was there any need to say who won and who lost?

"Wan Ping'an, what did you do to Old Jia's coffin?"

Jia Zhangshi questioned.

"Was it you who had people put Old Jia's coffin in front of our door?"

Wan Ping'an asked coldly.

"Yes!"

Jia Zhangshi nodded.

"That's exactly the answer I wanted!"

Before Wan Ping'an's voice had even faded, he rushed in front of the Jia family.

Bang!

Jia Dongxu went flying.

Bang!

Jia Zhangshi went flying right after him.

Bang, bang, bang!

Immediately following that was a violent beating.

The Jia mother and son didn't even have the ability to fight back; it was a one-sided beating!

Wan Ping'an finished beating them.

The Jia mother and son lay on the ground, unable to get up.

"Wan Ping'an, you are bullying us orphans and widows."

"Wuwuwu, everyone, judge for yourselves, he is bullying us orphans and widows, is he even human?"

Jia Zhangshi cried.

"Orphans and widows?"

"What a joke, do you think I have many family members?"

Wan Ping'an sneered.

Jia Zhangshi's crying stopped abruptly.

Only then did she remember that the Jia family were orphans and widows, but after all, there were two of them.

Wan Ping'an's family only had one person.

The crowd also realized this!

"Jia Zhangshi, let's settle the account."

"Old Jia's coffin, I hired eight porters to throw it out, and I gave each of them ten yuan."

"Plus tearing down the spirit shed, that cost another twenty yuan."

"A total of one hundred yuan was spent; you have to pay this money. In addition, compensate me one hundred yuan for mental distress, totaling two hundred yuan!"

"When will you give it to me?"

Wan Ping'an started demanding payment.

"Are you crazy?"

"You threw Old Jia's coffin out, you should be the one compensating me for mental distress, how can you ask me for money?"

Hearing about money.

Jia Zhangshi didn't feel the pain anymore.

She jumped up on the spot and pointed at Wan Ping'an to accuse him.

"Not giving the money?"

"No problem, starting tomorrow, I will come to you once a day to ask for the money."

"If you don't give it, I will beat you mother and son once; beating one person counts as one yuan, so you mother and son can save two yuan a day!"

"Two hundred yuan, that's just beating you for over three months straight."

"You decide for yourself, whether you want to be beaten for over three months or give me two hundred yuan."