Courtyard House: Starting by inheriting the tradition and suppressing the barbarians.

The intermediate court was in complete chaos.

Yi Zhonghai collapsed to the ground, his old face swollen like a steamed bun, with blood still trickling from the corner of his mouth.

The effects of the True Word Powder have worn off.

But his self-destruction just now has nailed him to the pillar of shame.

At this moment, he was only breathing in but not out, and his eyes were filled with despair.

"I don't believe he spent it all!"

"Even if the money is gone, there should still be the remittance slips he hid!"

He Yushui wiped away her tears, her eyes filled with a cold, resolute look.

She is no longer the little girl who would only hide behind Sha Zhu and cry.

Today, she wants to seek justice for her deceased elder brother and for the injustices she has suffered!

A large group of neighbors, surrounding He Yushui, rushed into Yi Zhonghai's house in a grand procession.

"Smash it! There's definitely something hidden in the floor tiles under this bed!"

Someone simply picked up a shovel and pried open the bed board in a few strokes.

"Clang! Clang!"

Several blue bricks were violently smashed, revealing the muddy ground underneath.

"I've got it! There's a metal box!"

A young man exclaimed and dug a rusty cookie box out of the ground.

The entire room fell silent instantly.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the box.

He Yushui took the box with trembling hands.

The sheet metal was icy cold, yet it burned her heart with a burning pain.

"Clatter".

The lid was lifted.

Inside, there was a neatly stacked pile of yellowed paper scraps and several unopened letters.

He Yushui picked up the top one and looked at it by the light of her flashlight.

[Remittance Slip: Ten Yuan. Recipient: Yi Zhonghai (to be forwarded to He Yuzhu). Remitter: He Daqing. Date: 1952...]

One, two, three...

More than a hundred remittance slips!

From the early 1950s to the 1960s!

Ten yuan a month!

Unwavering!

In those difficult times when even a penny could drive a hero to his death, what a huge sum of money was ten dollars?

That's enough to feed and clothe two children, and even give them a life that everyone envies!

But what about reality?

The reality is that Sha Zhu had to drop out of school and become an apprentice in order to support his younger sister.

In winter, I didn't even have a pair of cotton shoes, and my hands were covered in sores from the cold.

The reality is that the rainwater was so hungry that it drank cold water to fill its stomach and became skin and bones.

They also had to be mindful of Yi Zhonghai's mood, and be grateful for a single steamed bun!

"Waaaaah..."

He Yushui could no longer hold back. She opened a letter and looked at the familiar handwriting on it.

"Old Yi, are the two kids alright?"

"Zhu Zi is stubborn, so please take good care of her. Yu Shui is weak, so make sure she eats good food..."

"dad..."

He Yushui knelt on the ground, holding the letters, and cried her heart out.

It turns out, their father didn't abandon them!

It turns out they could have been very happy!

It's that old beast!

It was this demon in human skin who ruined their lives!

"Yi Zhonghai!"

He Yushui suddenly stood up!

The hatred emanating from those bloodshot eyes terrified Yi Zhonghai, who had just been dragged into the house, so much that he wet his pants.

"That's my money...that's my retirement money..."

Yi Zhonghai was still muttering to himself in a daze.

"Retire in prison? Go retire in prison!"

At this time, Director Wang of the subdistrict office and police officers from the local police station arrived after receiving the report.

Looking at the box full of irrefutable evidence, Director Wang's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

"This is absolutely outrageous! Absolutely outrageous!"

Director Wang's hand trembled as he pointed at Yi Zhonghai, "And you call yourself an eighth-grade worker! And you're just an old man!"

"Is this what a human being does?"

"Embezzling child support payments, causing hardship for orphans, is a serious crime!"

The police handcuffed Yi Zhonghai on the spot.

"I won't go to jail... I'm so old... I won't go to jail..."

Yi Zhonghai panicked and struggled desperately, his face covered in snot and tears.

"I'll pay! I'll pay, okay?"

"Compensate?" He Yushui sneered.

She stepped forward and looked at this elder whom she once revered.

"That principal of over a thousand yuan, plus the interest over the past ten years."

"Yi Zhonghai, can you afford to pay for this?"

"I sold the house! I took out my life savings!"

Yi Zhonghai wailed, "Please, Yu Shui, for the sake of all these years you've called me 'Grandpa,' don't send me to jail!"

In this day and age, embezzling more than a thousand yuan is a serious offense, punishable by death if the crime is severely punished!

Even if he doesn't get shot, this old man won't come out alive once he's inside.

"it is good."

He Yushui took a deep breath, a ruthless glint flashing in her eyes.

Sending him to jail is too lenient; the greatest punishment would be to leave him penniless and living a life worse than death.

"If you don't want to go to jail, we can settle this privately."

"Compensate me with all the houses and savings under your name."

"Then, get out of this main house!"

"Furthermore, you must kneel before my elder brother's portrait and kowtow to confess your sins at the general assembly of the entire college!"

"Write a letter of repentance and post it at the gate of the courtyard!"

"If even one of these clauses is missing, I'll sue you to the bitter end!"

Yi Zhonghai collapsed to the ground, his face ashen.

The house is gone.

The money is gone.

His reputation is ruined.

They also had to kneel and kowtow.

His pride and retirement savings, which he valued most in his life, were completely wiped out overnight.

......

three days later.

Yi Zhonghai sold all his belongings to barely scrape together the compensation.

Under He Yushui's supervision, he vacated his spacious and bright main room in the courtyard.

They moved into the dark, damp, and even drafty back room in the front yard.

That is, the place where Shazhu lived before he froze to death.

The cycle of karma is real.

On the day of the move, everyone in the compound came out to watch. No one showed any sympathy; all they did was spit and throw rotten vegetable leaves at us.

"Serves him right, you old bastard!"

"You heartless, rotten-necked bastard!"

With his body hunched over, Yi Zhonghai, clutching a tattered cotton quilt, crawled into the doghouse like a stray dog ​​amidst the insults of the crowd.

The subdistrict office also issued a notice:

[Given Yi Zhonghai's eligibility for minimum living allowance, his eligibility has been revoked, and he has been publicly criticized in a neighborhood notice.]

This means that he has become completely socially dead, and no one would even hire him to sweep the streets!

evening.

He Yushui stood in the central courtyard, looking at the heavy passbook in her hand.

She didn't laugh; she simply turned her head to look towards the backyard.

Li Xuan stood on the steps and nodded slightly to her.

"Thank you." He Yushui moved her lips silently.

Then, she turned around and strode out of the courtyard.

From then on, the sky was high and the sea was wide.

Yi Zhonghai, left behind in this courtyard, will be consumed by endless regret, poverty, and loneliness...

Slowly, it scorched his filthy life away!

This is the cruelest revenge against him.

......