Chapter 322

He had wanted to find a wife for a long time.

The problem was that the wife he wanted was not the daughter-in-law Jia Zhang wanted.

Their requirements were different.

"Only by marrying a wife early can you carry on the Jia family line."

"It's settled then. You don't need to worry about finding a wife; I'm your mother, I'll help you!"

Jia Zhang made the final decision.

If she wanted to find a capable and obedient daughter-in-law, she naturally had to do it herself!

She didn't care at all whether Jia Dongxu liked her or not; what she wanted was a daughter-in-law she could control, one who would follow her orders unconditionally.

The next afternoon.

Yi Zhonghai went to find Widow Bai again to ask about the situation.

"Master Yi, there are some things I don't want to do, but I have no choice. You can't blame me."

Widow Bai hesitated, looking at Yi Zhonghai, and said something strange.

"What do you mean?"

Yi Zhonghai was confused.

"Help! Someone help! He's acting like a hooligan!"

Widow Bai's shrill scream almost pierced Yi Zhonghai's eardrums.

Immediately after, he was stunned.

What was going on?

Who was acting like a hooligan?

It was just him and Widow Bai here; when had he ever acted like a hooligan toward her?

Yi Zhonghai realized something was wrong and turned to run.

The disaster came faster than he had imagined.

Just as Yi Zhonghai turned, before he was even halfway around, a club landed on his back, heavy and hard, knocking him to the ground on the spot.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Seven or eight people rushed out and unleashed a storm of blows on Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai was beaten senseless on the spot.

The only thing he could do was cover his head to avoid further injury.

At the same time, he shouted loudly that he wasn't acting like a hooligan and that they had the wrong person!

"Yi Zhonghai, do you really think we have the wrong person?"

Yi Zhonghai heard a familiar voice. Whose voice was it?

It was He Great Qing!

Yi Zhonghai realized what was happening and understood why he was being beaten!

He Great Qing walked to the front and faced Yi Zhonghai.

The group stopped beating Yi Zhonghai.

"Yi Zhonghai, do you know what kind of crime acting like a hooligan is?"

"As long as we send you to the police station, your life will be ruined. Either you go to jail—the kind where you won't come out for decades!"

"Or, even more simply, you get a bullet."

"What are your thoughts?"

He Great Qing laughed coldly.

He hated Yi Zhonghai.

If Yi Zhonghai had succeeded, he would have been forced to leave his home.

Either he would have to wander with his son and daughter, or leave them at the Sihe Academy, where, with those animals around, his children's lives would certainly not be easy.

"My skills aren't as good as yours, I admit defeat. What do you want?"

Yi Zhonghai was a smart man.

He Great Qing hadn't beaten him to death, nor had he sent him directly to the police station, which meant there was room to talk.

He prepared himself for a heavy loss.

He Great Qing certainly wouldn't let him off easily.

"Heh, you're quite straightforward!"

"Fine, since you're being direct, I won't beat around the bush. One thousand yuan!"

He Great Qing directly stated his compensation demand.

"He Great Qing, don't you know what my situation is?"

"I still owe Wan Ping'an nearly two thousand yuan. I haven't even finished paying him back, where would I get money for you?"

"If you insist on one thousand yuan, you might as well beat me to death or send me to the station. I couldn't scrape that together even if I smashed my pots and sold my iron."

Yi Zhonghai gave up on bargaining.

It was too much money.

"Five hundred. That's my bottom line!"

He Great Qing nodded.

Yi Zhonghai had been swindled quite badly by Wan Ping'an.

Right now.

Let alone one thousand yuan, even if it were one hundred, he would probably have to scrape and borrow!

"Fine. Since I can't come up with it in a short time, I'll write you an IOU. Treat it as me borrowing from you, to be paid back within a year. How about that?"

Yi Zhonghai nodded.

He Great Qing took paper and a pen from his pocket.

He had been prepared for a long time.

"Wait, for five hundred yuan, write five IOUs, one hundred each, with an agreement to pay back within a year!"

He Great Qing made his demand.

Writing five IOUs would prevent any accidents.

Yi Zhonghai had no choice but to obediently write the five IOUs, agreeing to pay within a year, and then signed his name and pressed his thumbprint.

When pressing his thumbprint.

He felt like Yang Bailao!

"Yi Zhonghai, how does it feel?"

"I'm warning you, don't provoke me again, don't scheme against me again."

"This time, five hundred yuan can settle it. Next time, it won't be something money can settle."

He Great Qing put away the IOUs and warned Yi Zhonghai coldly.

"Brothers, thank you all."

"Here is twenty yuan, take it!"

He Great Qing didn't treat those who helped him poorly either.

"Brother He, if there's a good thing like this next time, you must call us."

"Right, definitely call us. The money is a small matter; the key is that beating someone is really satisfying, and you don't have to take responsibility or worry about being caught."

"Right, call us again next time."

The group looked at Yi Zhonghai, feeling they hadn't had their fill of beating him.

Yi Zhonghai was too fragile; he collapsed as soon as he was hit.

The group dispersed.

Yi Zhonghai crawled up; there wasn't a single place on his body that didn't hurt.

There were too many people beating him.

They had gone over his whole body.

Even his man-parts had been kicked twice, making him walk with his legs splayed, swaying like a duck.

"He Great Qing, you just wait."

"You got people to beat me up and blackmailed me for five hundred yuan. If I don't get my revenge, I won't be surnamed Yi!"