Siheyuan (courtyard house): My name is Shazhu!

"Ahem. Zhu Zi, we all live in the same compound, we're all neighbors, there's no need to do this. Give Jia Zhangshi a chance, she's still an elder after all." Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but say again.

"Comrade Yi Zhonghai, do you have phlegm in your throat? Just swallow it and you won't cough anymore... You can't speak a coherent sentence because you have phlegm in your throat."

"Hahaha, that's hilarious! Swallowing the phlegm back will stop you from coughing. Zhu Zi, you're so clever."

Except for Yi Zhonghai, whose face turned red and Jia Dongxu, who wanted to laugh but dared not, everyone else was laughing, including the three soldiers. Tan Guilan couldn't hold it in either.

"Comrade Yi Zhonghai, you're also a veteran of this compound, how can you be so ignorant? 'Don't advise others to be kind if you haven't experienced their suffering.' You're forty years old, don't you understand?"

They're still living in the same courtyard. It's the old folks who are oppressing us. You old folks are so vicious. You're all trying to take advantage of us. You might as well oppress us to death.

After my father passed away, my siblings and I had no money. Did any of you elderly people living in the same courtyard help us? Not a single one.

Yi Zhonghai, I feel disgusted whenever I hear the words "elderly" or "neighbor." Now tell me, what's so good about you two so-called neighbors and elderly people? All I know is that you two are the most shameless.

Especially an old person like you, all you do is talk and no action, yet you claim to have a good relationship with my father—a disgusting hypocrite. Get lost from here.

There are also these old shrewish women who like to bully others; as an elderly person, she's utterly unworthy of a damn thing.

"Three military comrades, isn't this Comrade Yi Zhonghai using the name of morality to oppress us young people? Is it acceptable for a heartless landlord like him?" He Yuzhu asked.

"No. No one can oppress someone in any way; he needs to be educated."

"Comrades, you can take this old man with no descendants away. He keeps using his age and the neighbors' complaints about us; he needs to be taught a lesson. I'll report him to the authorities."

"Pillar, that's not what I meant..."

"I don't care what you mean. You just want me to respect you, right? What makes you think you deserve it? Don't you have any self-awareness? Get lost."

"Mrs. Jia, if you need anything in the future, contact Comrade Yi Zhonghai. He'll agree. We can help each other out when we're in trouble. If he doesn't help you, it's his fault; you're older than him. Hahaha."

"You...you..." Yi Zhonghai couldn't utter a single word.

"Hahaha, Yi Zhonghai, do you dare deny that Jia Zhangshi is older than you and is your neighbor? You big fool. I'm doing this for your own good, to restore your reputation."

He Yuzhu felt incredibly satisfied to use Yi Zhonghai's famous quotes and viewpoints to counter Yi Zhonghai.

"I...you..." Yi Zhonghai was speechless.

"You're all settled here. We're taking Jia Zhangshi and Yi Zhonghai away. Comrades, if you have any issues, come find us. It's best not to handle things privately." Three soldiers escorted the two away.

"Zhu Zi did a good job. Those two bad people should be sent to jail. Even if she acts like a shrew every day, someone will still take care of her. Yi Zhonghai is no good either."

"It was the right thing to deal with them, especially that heartless bastard Yi Zhonghai."

"Pillar, we support you."

"Thank you everyone." He Yuzhu said thank you on the surface, but he knew in his heart that there were not many normal people here. If he were in trouble, they would kick him when he was down.

Liu Haizhong was in the crowd, wanting to speak, but his wife stopped him. Yan Bugui's small eyes darted around, calculating again.

Xu Damao and his son were watching the spectacle, with Xu Damao even cheering and supporting He Yuzhu.

"He Yuzhu, you did a great job today. It was so satisfying to beat up Jia Zhangshi and Jia Dongxu in front of the soldiers. Tell your brothers if you need anything." After the soldiers left, Xu Damao came over.

"What's the point of talking to you? You little brat, you should focus on your studies and mind your own business," He Yuzhu said disdainfully.

"Hey, He Yuzhu, how dare you talk like that? Are you looking down on Master Mao? I'm only a little younger than you." Xu Damao felt slighted and his self-esteem was hurt.

"You're only in junior high, how old do you think you are? You want to be a big shot like Mao Ye? You're asking for a beating. If you're so capable, lend me 500,000 yuan to spend first, and stop talking big all the time. See you later." He Yuzhu returned home.

"Damn it, Master Mao is broke now, and He Yuzhu looks down on him too." Xu Damao said helplessly.

"Brother, now that we've sent Yi Zhonghai and Jia Zhangshi in, are we alright?" He Yushui asked, worried that something might have happened to her brother.

"I'll be fine, but they might target you. Be careful of them for the next year."

"They have the nerve to mess with me? I'm only a few years old. I'm going to practice martial arts. If they dare to mess with me, I'll beat them to death." He Yushui's idea was right.

"If they have principles and humanity, they're not like them. We all need to be careful."

"Uh-huh."

On their way home, everyone in the courtyard understood one thing: He Yuzhu was young, but he was not someone to be trifled with.

Today, he targeted Yi Zhonghai and Jia Zhangshi; next time someone provokes him, the outcome won't be good either.

Both Lü Sanlu and Gou Dongxi could tell that He Yuzhu was a very capable fighter, capable of taking on at least three of their own opponents.

Not everyone can kick someone three meters away. It's a kick, not a backward movement; the difference is too great. I temporarily abandoned the idea of ​​eating up the little bastard.

He Yuzhu is like a raging little lion now; it's best not to mess with him. These two old hands have seen far too many people.

With his head down, amidst the pointing fingers and mockery of the people in the courtyard, Jia Dongxu followed his mother to the Military Control Commission, wanting to know how serious his mother's case with Yi Zhonghai was and how many days she would be sentenced.

He hated He Yuzhu, but he didn't believe that his mother and Yi Zhonghai's situation was that serious. He thought that even if he snatched Sha Zhu's lunchbox, it wouldn't be a big deal.

Yi Zhonghai's wife, Tan Guilan, was home alone, thinking about what had happened that day. She felt happy, troubled, and somewhat dissatisfied.

She was happy to send Jia Zhangshi in, but she was troubled because Yi Zhonghai's incarceration would affect his ability to earn a living. She was also somewhat dissatisfied with He Yuzhu's disregard for neighborly relations and Yi Zhonghai's abusive behavior.

A dozen minutes later, he left home and went to the Military Control Commission in Nanluoguxiang to find out how Yi Zhonghai was doing.

At home, Liu Haizhong felt a chill run down his spine. He thought He Yuzhu was too ruthless and that he should be more careful with him in the future, and not use his status as an elder or neighbor to pressure him.

Yi Zhonghai is the best example.

Yan Bugui sat on a stool at home, thinking about the day's events. He saw it as a good opportunity to integrate into the courtyard house.

Sha Zhu's younger sister will start school in September. He can take care of her and she will ask him for help.

May his dreams come true!

At 9:30, He Yushui went to sleep undisturbed, while He Yuzhu recalled the matter of Fei Tianbiao.

He grew up with his older brother, who was a scholar in the late Qing Dynasty. After the fall of the Qing Dynasty, his brother went to work for the government to make a living, becoming a junior employee in the tax bureau.

He had a good few years, with a wife and children. But out of a scholar's passion, he exposed his boss's embezzlement of taxes.

Then, the family was destroyed by fire, and none of the four members survived.

The elder brother was a bookish and pedantic scholar, while the younger brother was a chivalrous hero, Fei Tianbiao, who was quite famous at the time.

Six months later, upon hearing that his brother's entire family had died, he flew into a rage and targeted his brother's boss, his boss's boss, and his boss's boss.

More than 20 people from three families were sent to hell, including infants in swaddling clothes; not a single one was spared.

Because his older brother raised him from childhood, his brother's death made him hate all officials. For thirty years, he killed officials and other people in the vicinity of Beijing.

For over thirty years, he took on seven apprentices who scouted locations for him, targeting officials and wealthy local families.

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