Chapter 308

"No misunderstanding, beat him hard."

"He followed me the whole way. Even if he was on the same route, he couldn't have been on it for this long. If you don't believe me, ask him where he lives."

Xiao Bai didn't believe him.

After parting ways with He Great Qing at the cinema, she had felt like someone was following her.

She used the opportunity of turning corners to observe carefully and soon spotted the unprofessional Yi Zhonghai, deliberately leading him all the way home.

"Alright, stop beating him, send him to the police station and let him go to jail!"

They beat him for a while.

Xiao Bai told everyone to stop.

"Don't send me to the police station, this really is a misunderstanding. I'm willing to compensate you, can we talk about it privately?"

"If you send me in, I'll go to jail, and you won't get any benefits. It would be better if we resolve it privately, and you can get some benefits too."

Yi Zhonghai looked at Xiao Bai.

Xiao Bai was stunned for a moment.

"Xiao Bai, instead of sending him in, why not get some benefits?"

"Right, fleece him for a good amount."

Some neighbors advised Xiao Bai.

"Fine, how much can you give?"

Xiao Bai nodded.

She didn't have a deep grudge against Yi Zhonghai. Sending him in wasn't as good as getting some tangible benefits.

"Thirty yuan, how does that sound?"

Yi Zhonghai asked tentatively.

Thirty yuan was a month's salary for many people; it wasn't a small amount!

"No, that's too little. If I send you in, you'll definitely have to spend several years in jail. Give me two hundred yuan, and I'll let you go!"

Xiao Bai shook her head.

"That's too much, I don't have that much."

Yi Zhonghai also disagreed.

The two bargained, and finally settled on a compensation of one hundred yuan for Xiao Bai.

"I don't have the money on me, I'll use my work permit as collateral."

"I'll give you the money, and you give me back my work permit."

Yi Zhonghai had no choice and handed his work permit to Xiao Bai.

Xiao Bai nodded.

She was certain Yi Zhonghai wouldn't dare not pay.

If Yi Zhonghai dared not to pay, she would go make a scene at the steel mill.

By then, Yi Zhonghai wouldn't just lose his job, he would also go to jail, and the situation would be very serious!

At the Sihe Academy.

Yi Zhonghai observed for a while.

When there were the fewest people around, he lowered his head, covered his face, and rushed into the courtyard as fast as he could.

Bang!

As Yi Zhonghai rushed in, someone happened to be walking out. They couldn't dodge in time, and the two collided solidly, both falling backward.

"You bumped me to death, who is it?"

Liu Hai’s depressed voice rang out.

"What happened to you two?"

Yan Fu had gone home to drink some water.

After drinking, he came out of his house, ready to continue guarding the gate, only to see Liu Hai and Yi Zhonghai collide, both of them falling over.

"First Elder, why were you running?"

Liu Hai asked angrily.

If Yi Zhonghai hadn't been running so fast, could he have failed to dodge?

"Eh, First Elder, hahaha, what's with this look?"

"Who did you get into a fight with?"

The furious Liu Hai burst out laughing.

Yi Zhonghai was lying on the ground, and as he moved his hand away from his face, his bruised and swollen appearance was even more exaggerated and ridiculous than a clown on stage!

Hahaha!

Yan Fu couldn't help but laugh either.

The children running wild in the courtyard also gathered around, surrounding Yi Zhonghai to look at his beaten, swollen face.

"I didn't get into a fight, I fell into a deep ditch."

Yi Zhonghai certainly couldn't admit it.

He scrambled up and ran.

"Ouch, Third Elder, I twisted my waist, come help me up!"

Liu Hai didn't get up.

"Second Elder, do you think the First Elder really fell into a ditch?"

Yan Fu helped Liu Hai up.

As a result.

The two almost fell to the ground together.

Liu Hai was a big, fat man, and Yan Fu was very thin and weak; they weren't in the same weight class.

"Fell into a ditch, my foot!"

"Look at his face, those kinds of injuries were definitely caused by someone beating him."

"Look at his body, there are footprints too. Can you get footprints from falling into a ditch?"

Liu Hai certainly didn't believe it.

Yan Fu nodded. He remembered that there were indeed some faint footprints on Yi Zhonghai’s body, which looked like they had been kicked on.

"Second Elder, Third Elder, who do you think beat the First Elder?"

Xu Fugui happened to be returning from outside. Hearing the two discussing it, his eyes lit up and he became interested. He loved black material on Yi Zhonghai.

"How would we know?"

The two shook their heads.

The three of them talked.

Within half an hour, everyone in the courtyard knew that Yi Zhonghai had been beaten.

Within an hour, more than a dozen versions of why Yi Zhonghai was beaten had been imagined, one of which was that he had acted like a hooligan toward a young widow.

At Yi Zhonghai’s house.

He returned home, took off his clothes, and the First Aunt helped him apply safflower oil.

"How did you get beaten up like this?"

The First Aunt frowned, feeling very heartbroken.

"Sigh, it's all the Old Lady’s fault."

"She wanted to find dirt on He Great Qing, so she made me follow him to find Xiao Bai. As a result, I was mistaken for a hooligan and beaten up."

Yi Zhonghai sighed.

He didn't want to say it, but he had to compensate Xiao Bai one hundred yuan.

With such a large sum of money being used, the First Aunt couldn't possibly not know, so he just told the truth and pushed all the responsibility onto the Deaf Old Lady.

"Dear, you must never do this kind of thing again!"

"The month before last, in the courtyard next door, wasn't there a street loafer who was beaten to death for acting like a hooligan?"

The First Aunt’s hand trembled.

Ow!

Yi Zhonghai let out a miserable scream.

The First Aunt was applying safflower oil, and when her hand trembled, she applied it right onto the swollen injury. The feeling was incredibly sharp!

At the same time.

Yi Zhonghai broke out in a cold sweat.

Once the First Aunt mentioned it, he remembered.

The month before last, in the courtyard next door, there was a street loafer in his twenties who got drunk, saw a pretty young wife, and teased her a few times.

The young wife was scared and ran away.

The young wife’s husband wouldn't let it go, brought a group of brothers to the door, dragged the loafer out, and beat him severely.

— Author's Notes —

Seeking flowers.