Courtyard House: Inheriting the Restaurant, the Jia Family Wants to Get It for Free

Officer Wang glanced suspiciously at everyone, his gaze settling on Cheng Shuhai and Jia Zhangshi. His brow furrowed slightly. "Mediation? This atmosphere doesn't seem right. Young comrade, you tell me, what exactly happened?"

She directly named Cheng Shuhai.

Yi Zhonghai was about to interject, "Officer Wang, this is actually..."

"Shut up! I'll let him talk!"

Officer Wang sternly shouted to stop them.

Yi Zhonghai immediately shut his mouth, his face turning a deep liver color.

Cheng Shuhai gently patted his sister's hand, signaling her not to be afraid.

Then, he turned around, pointed at Jia Zhangshi who was about to get up, and said something astonishing in a clear voice:

"Officer Wang, I want to report this! This Aunt Jia was just openly engaging in feudal superstitious activities in the courtyard!"

Upon hearing this, the entire room fell silent.

Yi Zhonghai's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

Jia Dongxu's legs went weak, and he almost knelt on the ground.

Even Officer Wang was taken aback, his expression instantly turning extremely serious: "Feudal superstition? Young comrade, you can't just say things like that. What exactly happened?"

"Just now, she was sitting on the ground, slapping her thighs and loudly calling for her deceased husband, 'Old Jia,' and shouting for his spirit to come up and take him away."

"What is this kind of blatant summoning of spirits and cursing of the living if not feudal superstition?"

Cheng Shuhai pointed at Jia Zhangshi and repeated the statement expressionlessly.

This tactic is called a dimensional reduction attack.

This is a huge hat that can crush a person!

Madam Jia was completely dumbfounded, her mouth agape, unable to close it for a long time.

She wanted to throw a tantrum and take advantage of others, but she never dreamed that this would be considered engaging in feudal superstition.

The air seemed to freeze.

Officer Wang's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

The authorities have repeatedly emphasized the need to break with feudal superstitions and promote new social customs.

In her jurisdiction, someone actually dared to commit a crime against the law? And even "summon a spirit" in broad daylight?

Is he telling the truth?

Wang, the clerk, swept his sharp gaze across the crowd in the courtyard.

Yi Zhonghai opened his mouth, wanting to argue: "Officer Wang, this... this is just a country woman's common saying, it doesn't count..."

"Yi Zhonghai!" Officer Wang abruptly interrupted him, his eyes like knives. "Do you know what the consequences will be for protecting people who promote feudal superstition?"

This one sentence immediately pinned Yi Zhonghai to the spot.

Yi Zhonghai immediately fell silent, head down, not daring to utter a single word.

Officer Wang turned to Yan Bugui and Liu Haizhong: "You two, speak!"

Yan Bugui's small eyes darted around quickly.

If I lie and it gets found out, I'll lose my job as a primary school teacher!

Is it worth risking your job for the sake of the Jia family's petty squabbles?

Liu Haizhong was an ambitious official who was most afraid of offending his superiors.

The two exchanged a glance and spoke almost simultaneously.

"It's true! Officer Wang, Jia Zhangshi really did call out 'Old Jia' just now, and she did it really loudly!"

Yan Bugui nodded immediately, afraid that if he nodded too late, he would be implicated.

"Yes, yes, yes! We also need Lao Jia to take Cheng Shuhai away!"

"We all heard it, and we couldn't stop them!"

Liu Haizhong went even further, kicking someone when they were down and distancing himself from the situation.

With these two taking the lead, the surrounding neighbors also spoke up to protect themselves.

"Yeah, the way they were shouting was really creepy."

"We've gotten used to hearing them call him 'Old Jia' every day."

"It's just superstition! It scared my child so much that they cried!"

The wall fell and everyone pushed.

Normally, Jia Zhangshi was unpopular in the courtyard, so who would offend the military control committee for her sake?

Hearing the accusations around him, Jia Dongxu collapsed, his face ashen, his lips trembling as he stammered, "It's over...it's all over..."

Qin Huairu stood to one side, tears welling up in her eyes, looking at her mother-in-law lying paralyzed on the ground and her good-for-nothing husband, her heart turning cold.

Is this the family she carefully chose to marry into?

This first day has become the laughing stock of the whole city. How will they get through the rest of the year?

"Great! The evidence is conclusive!"

Enraged, Officer Wang waved his hand and shouted, "Men! Take this person who promotes feudal superstition and disturbs public order away! Bring him back to the Military Control Commission for thorough interrogation! He must be severely punished!"

"yes!"

Two strong clerks immediately stepped forward, one on each side, and lifted Jia Zhangshi off the ground like a chick.

It wasn't until the cold handcuffs actually touched her wrists that Jia Zhangshi came to her senses.

Fear overwhelmed her like a tidal wave.

"No! I'm not going! I'm not superstitious! I'm just going to cry a little!"

"Dongxu! Help me! Yi Zhonghai! Help me!"

"Murder! Cheng Shuhai has harmed someone!"

Jia Zhangshi struggled desperately, her short legs kicking wildly in the air, her pig-like screams piercing the night sky.

But her tantrums were useless in front of the military control officers.

"Behave yourself! If you keep shouting and yelling, your punishment will be doubled!"

The clerk shouted angrily and dragged her out.

As Jia Dongxu watched his mother being dragged away, he instinctively took two steps after her: "Mom! Officer Wang, my mom..."

Officer Wang stopped and looked coldly at Jia Dongxu: "Jia Dongxu, is that it? As a family member, how can you be so lacking in awareness? Come to the Military Control Commission tomorrow morning to explain the situation! Now, don't obstruct official business!"

After saying that, Wang, the clerk, led his men and escorted the still wailing Jia Zhangshi away from the courtyard.

A large group of people left in a grand procession.

All that was left in the yard was a group of dumbfounded people and chicken feathers scattered all over the ground.

Yi Zhonghai stood there, watching the direction the military control committee had left, his back soaked with cold sweat. He turned his head, his eyes filled with complex emotions and a hint of fear as he looked at Cheng Shuhai.

This usually quiet kid is surprisingly ruthless when he makes a move!

They just sent him in!

Cheng Shuhai, however, remained calm and composed, as if nothing had happened. Holding Cheng Ling'er's hand, he glanced at the neighbors with their varied expressions, finally settling on Jia Dongxu, whose face was ashen.

"If only I had known then what I know now."

After leaving those eight words, Cheng Shuhai didn't even glance at Yi Zhonghai. He took his sister and leisurely walked through the crowd back to his small house.

With a "bang," the door slammed shut and locked.

This sound resonated in everyone's heart.

After tonight, the landscape of No. 95 Nanluoguxiang is likely to change.