Chapter 62

"Dad, you're joking with me, right?"

"The First Uncle did nothing wrong. Wan Ping'an grows so many tomatoes and pumpkins that he can't eat them all himself, so he should bring them out to share."

"He..."

Sha Zhu was too deeply influenced by Yi Zhonghai.

Slap!

"I'll show you 'nothing wrong'!"

He Great Qing gave Sha Zhu a loud slap across the face.

"I'll show you 'share'!"

"I'll show you 'First Uncle' this and 'First Uncle' that!"

For every sentence He Great Qing spoke, he delivered a heavy slap.

He Yushui was so scared she hid in her room, not daring to come out.

"You little brat, you listen to me: I am your father. Yi Zhonghai and that old lady are outsiders. You must, and can only, listen to me!"

He Great Qing was furious.

Why was Sha Zhu so obsessed and unable to see the truth?

He had an urge to go to Yi Zhonghai's house and give him a sound beating.

At Xu Damao's house.

The family of three was chatting idly.

"Haha, that old thing Yi Zhonghai has finally hit a wall. Removing him from his position was not unjust at all!"

Xu Fugui gloated.

He had long sensed that Yi Zhonghai was targeting him and He Great Qing, wanting to drive them both out of the Sihe Academy.

"Dad, Director Wang even warned He Great Qing in front of everyone, telling him to keep Sha Zhu in line."

"From now on, if Sha Zhu dares to touch me again, I'll go to the neighborhood office and report him to the police."

Xu Damao was beaming with joy.

"Look at how little ambition you have!"

"If you had even half of Wan Ping'an's capability—no, even a tenth—your mother and I wouldn't have to worry about your future."

"Sigh, it's a pity you don't."

"There's no helping it. In a few years, I'll move out with your mother, leave this house to you, and give you my job too!"

"You just need to marry a good wife and carry on the family line for us Xus!"

Xu Fugui heaved a sigh.

Xu Damao was their only son.

It was a pity he had never been very promising.

No!

It wasn't that he wasn't very promising!

It was that he was completely unpromising!

Xu Damao's face darkened instantly, and he felt a surge of envy, jealousy, and hatred toward Wan Ping'an!

At the same moment.

At Yi Zhonghai's house.

"Dear, I've fried a plate of eggs for you. Don't just drink; drinking on an empty stomach makes you get drunk easily!"

The First Aunt placed a plate of scrambled eggs on the table.

At this moment.

Yi Zhonghai's face was flushed red.

He held a bottle of liquor in his hand, and without a cup, he drank directly from the bottle, having already finished two-thirds of it.

The First Aunt sighed.

She knew Yi Zhonghai was trying to drown his sorrows in alcohol.

"Wan Ping'an is too ruthless. Couldn't he have settled things privately?"

"Did he have to make such a big scene?"

The First Aunt complained about Wan Ping'an.

"Don't mention that man surnamed Wan!"

"I get angry just thinking about him."

Yi Zhonghai raised the bottle and took another big gulp.

He didn't even glance at the scrambled eggs on the table; someone truly drowning their sorrows wouldn't eat, they would only keep pouring the liquor down.

"Wan Ping'an, he deserves to die!"

A fierce murderous intent erupted in Yi Zhonghai's eyes.

He was a vain person, and what he cared about most was his personal reputation.

He had painstakingly managed things for years to establish a certain prestige in the Sihe Academy and become the First Uncle, thinking everything would continue to go smoothly.

He never imagined that Wan Ping'an would appear out of nowhere.

He had ruined his reputation.

And he had caused him to lose his position as First Uncle.

Everyone in the courtyard must be laughing at him.

Many people in the courtyard worked at the steel mill; in a few days, this matter would spread throughout the mill, and the people there would laugh at him too.

From today on, he was a laughingstock!

All of this was thanks to Wan Ping'an!

Gulp, gulp!

Thinking of Wan Ping'an, Yi Zhonghai raised the bottle again and took another large gulp.

Cough, cough, cough!

He drank too fast and choked, coughing until tears came out!

Tears!

Who knows if they were from coughing!

Or if he was truly crying?

"Dear, don't be like this, I'm scared!"

Seeing Yi Zhonghai's decadent state, the First Aunt's tears began to fall.

"I remember now, dear, you can still be the First Uncle."

"The old lady has connections. You go find the old lady, have her pull some strings, and won't you be the First Uncle again?"

The First Aunt thought of a good plan.

What hit Yi Zhonghai the hardest was his reputation and the position of First Uncle.

Reputation could be recovered over time.

The throne of First Uncle could be saved through the Deaf Old Lady.

"Right, you're absolutely right!"

"The old lady must have a way to make me First Uncle again!"

"Once I'm First Uncle again, I'll definitely finish off that little brat Wan Ping'an!"

The murderous intent in Yi Zhonghai's eyes grew even stronger!

Hope rose in Yi Zhonghai’s heart. He no longer drowned his sorrows in alcohol; he set down the bottle, stood up, and left the house to head to the backyard to find the Deaf Old Lady.

“Why is there such a strong smell of alcohol?”

“Are you worried?”

“Drowning your sorrows in drink?”

Yi Zhonghai had just stepped through the door.

The Deaf Old Lady wrinkled her nose; the smell of alcohol was too pungent!

“Old Lady, I’ve let you see me in a sorry state.”

“You know, I value the position of First Uncle the most. Now that I’ve been removed, I feel a bit uncomfortable, so I drank a few extra cups.” ===== CHAPTER 133 =====