Chapter 319

"Are these the only two conditions?"

Yi Zhonghai asked.

These two conditions were a bit difficult, but acceptable.

Liu Haizhong nodded.

"Fine, I promise you."

"But I can't give you this one hundred yuan right now, I owe Wan Ping'an a lot of money, and I still owe Jia Zhang eighty yuan, you know."

"Within half a year, I will definitely give you one hundred yuan."

Yi Zhonghai thought of Wan Ping'an whenever he thought of money.

The huge debt he owed Wan Ping'an had pitted him so badly; he had gone from having deep pockets to being someone burdened with huge debt.

"I assume you wouldn't dare to trick me."

"If you dare to trick me, I'll tell He Great Qing first, and then report it to the neighborhood office."

Liu Haizhong sneered.

If He Great Qing knew that Yi Zhonghai was trying to pry his woman away, he could beat Yi Zhonghai to death.

The two reached an agreement.

One was smug.

The other was dejected.

"Liu Haizhong, just you wait, I will definitely settle this account with you; you extorted one hundred from me, I'll take back at least three hundred from you!"

Yi Zhonghai wasn't a broad-minded person.

In his heart, he had ruthlessly recorded a debt for Liu Haizhong!

In the ledger in his heart.

The number one spot was, of course, Wan Ping'an!

Two days later.

Wan Ping'an returned home and was stopped by He Great Qing just as he saw the gate of the Sihe Academy.

"Ping'an, come, let me treat you to a drink."

He Great Qing took Wan Ping'an to a restaurant, got a private room, and ordered many dishes; just the two of them had a table full of food.

"Uncle He, you have something on your mind, don't you?"

If someone is overly polite, they must have a request!

Wan Ping'an didn't touch his chopsticks.

"Sigh, I knew I couldn't hide it from you."

He Great Qing let out a sigh.

His expression was a bit decadent.

"Ping'an, I've encountered something, I've encountered big trouble."

"In our courtyard, you're the smartest and most capable, I want you to help me think it through."

He Great Qing hadn't had white hair before.

Hearing that there was going to be a re-examination of family backgrounds, he was under immense pressure; a few white hairs had appeared at his temples, and he sighed day after day without a smile.

"Tell me!"

Wan Ping'an nodded.

He and He Great Qing had no conflict of interest and no contradictions.

On the contrary.

He Great Qing had even helped him with some small favors.

"Have you heard about the re-examination of family backgrounds?"

He Great Qing asked.

"I've heard, everyone in our courtyard is saying so."

Wan Ping'an recalled the He family's files.

He had cultivated the super golden rice, which was too precious and too important, causing the higher-ups to re-examine everyone working at the Six-Acre Field.

He had seen the He family's files.

There were some small problems, but they weren't big.

Even if they were found out, as long as no one was intentionally causing trouble, there wouldn't be much impact.

"To tell you the truth, our family's background has a small problem."

"We aren't three-generation poor peasants; of course, we definitely aren't landlords, we had a little bit of land, so counting it up, we should be middle peasants, not reaching the level of rich peasants."

He Great Qing told the truth.

Tan cuisine was, after all, exclusively for high-ranking officials and nobles.

When cooking, it was inevitable to come into contact with some nobles; just a little favor from them was enough to lift the He family out of poverty.

"Recently, there have been rumors in the courtyard about re-examining family backgrounds."

"Two days ago, the First Master came to me and said the neighborhood office had given him the task of secretly investigating whose family background in the courtyard had problems."

"I'm worried that if I don't leave, someone will make an issue out of my background."

"I don't care much about myself, but what about Sha Zhu and Yushui?"

"I want to ask for your opinion!"

He Great Qing was truly at his wit's end.

And there wasn't a single person in the courtyard he could trust.

After thinking and thinking, only Wan Ping'an was trustworthy; even if he couldn't help him, he wouldn't pit him, and he couldn't trust anyone else!

"Let me say the most important point first, it's definitely good news for you."

"The matter of re-examining family backgrounds is a rumor, the higher-ups have no such idea at all, you don't need to worry too much about this."

"However, if someone reports you, the situation will be different."

Wan Ping'an gave He Great Qing a reassurance first.

"Are you sure there won't be a re-examination?"

He Great Qing was stunned.

When Yi Zhonghai came to him, he said clearly that it was a task given by Director Wang to secretly re-examine the family backgrounds of every household in the courtyard.

"Very sure!"

Wan Ping'an nodded.

Yi Zhonghai!

He Great Qing gritted his teeth.

"Also, Uncle He, I've seen your family's files."

Wan Ping'an dropped a bomb.

"You..."

He Great Qing was very surprised.

"Listen to me first."

"I've cultivated some excellent crops at the Six-Acre Field, which are valued by the higher-ups."

"The background files of everyone working at the Six-Acre Field have been investigated clearly by the higher-ups, including my own background files."

"The higher-ups thought there was a small problem with your He family's files, so they handed it to me, letting me choose whether to keep Sha Zhu."

"I didn't think there was any big problem, so I kept Sha Zhu."

"As for the family background, you don't need to worry too much, go find Director Wang, talk it over properly, and correct your family background."

"You are middle peasants, not rich peasants, and certainly not landlords, what are you worried about?"

Wan Ping'an gave He Great Qing an idea.

As long as the background information was corrected.

The Deaf Old Lady and Yi Zhonghai would have no leverage over He Great Qing.

Phew!

He Great Qing let out a sigh of relief.

At the same time.

In his heart.

He raised Wan Ping'an's importance by three levels.

He never dreamed that the small Six-Acre Field was so valued by the higher-ups.

— Author's Notes —

·· Seeking flowers ·