Pursued by the Heavenly Dao, first level up in the courtyard.

He Daqing was arrested in Baocheng because Xu Damao reported him for abandoning his underage children...

After the public denunciation and parade ended, He Daqing, who had broken up with Widow Bai, took a train back to Beicheng.

Feeling apprehensive as he approached his hometown, He Daqing entered the courtyard house with mixed emotions.

Male goalkeeper Yan Bugui was still at work at the school, while female goalkeeper Yang Ruihua was stunned for a full three seconds when she saw He Daqing.

He Daqing ignored Yang Ruihua and carried his bundle back to the He family home.

He Yuzhu's door was never locked, and Bang Geng was a frequent visitor to his house.

It wasn't even 5 p.m. when Yan Bugui returned on his secondhand bicycle.

Yang Ruihua whispered, "Master, He Daqing is back."

Yan Bugui laughed and said, "With Lao He back, the Jia family's life is going to be tough. Yi Zhonghai will have to spend time dealing with Lao He, so he won't have the energy to scheme against us."

A little after five o'clock, Liu Haizhong, who had a bicycle, was the first to return to the courtyard house.

A few minutes later, Yi Zhonghai, Jia Dongxu, and He Yuzhu returned, chatting and laughing.

The shrewd Yan Bugui and Yang Ruihua did not stand guard at the gate, not wanting to remind Yi Zhonghai.

This serves as a warning to Yi Zhonghai, as it could potentially offend He Daqing.

Not reminding Yi Zhonghai could offend him.

As long as they don't stay at the main gate, they won't offend Yi Zhonghai and He Daqing.

He Yuzhu opened the door and entered the house. Upon seeing He Daqing, he was immediately stunned and furious: "What are you doing back here?"

He Daqing said, "This is my home, why can't I come back?"

He Yuzhu's voice was filled with anger: "Back then, you left so easily, abandoning me and Yushui. In all these years, have you cared about us even for a single day?"

He Daqing quickly explained, "Zhuzi, during all the years I've been in Baocheng, I've sent you letters and money every month."

He Yuzhu questioned, "Send money and letters? We haven't received a single one, not a single penny. Don't try to fool us with these lies. If you don't believe me, you can ask Yushui."

He Daqing asked, "What about the rainwater?"

When He Yushui came home from school, she entered the house and, with tears streaming down her face, called out "Dad!"

He Daqing asked, "Rainwater, haven't you received the letters and money I sent you all these years?"

He Yushui shook her head, looking puzzled, and said, "Dad, we've never received any letters or money from you."

He Daqing's anger flared: "I've been sending money and letters every month, and Yi Zhonghai has been collecting them. Didn't he give them to you?"

He Yuzhu sneered, "Who doesn't know our situation? If we had letters and money, Uncle would definitely give them to us. Don't even think about lying to us."

He Daqing was shocked. When he left, he specifically asked Yi Zhonghai to take care of his children. Unexpectedly, Yi Zhonghai did not give the money and letters he sent back to Zhuzi and Yushui.

"Zhu Zi, are you telling the truth? You didn't receive any money or letter, and Yi Zhonghai never mentioned it to you?"

He Yuzhu said impatiently, "Why would I lie to you? Over the years, that old man has often come to our house, but he has never mentioned that you sent money or letters."

He Yushui cried and said, "Dad, Uncle also said that you have long forgotten us and don't want us anymore. He told us not to think about you anymore and to pretend that you don't exist."

Enraged, He Daqing grabbed a rolling pin and rushed out, kicking open the door to Yi Zhonghai's house.

Yi Zhonghai stammered, "Old He, you, you, you..."

Without wasting words, He Daqing wielded a rolling pin, striking Yi Zhonghai repeatedly.

"Ahhh..."

Yi Zhonghai, writhing in unbearable pain, screamed in agony.

"Old He, stop hitting him! If you keep hitting him like this, you're going to beat Old Yi to death."

With tears streaming down her face, Tan Guilan quickly went to pull He Daqing away.

He Daqing angrily said, "Yi Zhonghai, I'm asking you, where did all the money and letters I sent to Zhuzi and Yushui over the past few years go?"

Yi Zhonghai's expression changed slightly, and he quickly said, "Old He, I've kept the money and letter you sent back. When you left, you didn't say goodbye to Zhuzi and Yushui..."

He Yuzhu, standing outside the door, was filled with rage upon hearing Yi Zhonghai's words.

He Yuzhu stormed into the Yi family home and began punching and kicking Yi Zhonghai.

Hearing the commotion, the neighbors in the courtyard gathered around. Uncle Liu Haizhong and Uncle Yan Bugui also came over, curiously watching the commotion inside the house and silently playing the role of listeners.

Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui were dissatisfied with Yi Zhonghai, and many neighbors also disliked him.

At this moment, Yi Zhonghai was being beaten, and Liu Haizhong, Yan Bugui, and others felt extremely pleased, so no one was willing to go in and break up the fight.

Tan Guilan, who shared a bed with Yi Zhonghai, went straight to the backyard.

The deaf old woman appeared and shouted, "Xiao He, Zhu Zi, stop it! Let's talk this out!"

He Daqing and He Yuzhu exchanged a glance and stopped beating Yi Zhonghai.

The deaf old woman looked around and said, "This is a private matter between the He family and the Yi family. You should all leave now."

Not wanting to offend the deaf old lady, the crowd left in twos and threes.

Tan Guilan watched from the doorway as Yi Zhonghai, He Daqing, the deaf old lady, and others negotiated inside.

He Daqing said, "Yi Zhonghai, you must repay tenfold the money I've sent over the years. Otherwise, I'll report you to the police. Embezzling ten yuan will get you fired and sent to a farm. You can do the math yourself—wouldn't that be fatal?"

Yi Zhonghai's expression changed: "Old He, we've known each other for so many years, are you really going to cut us off completely?"

The deaf old woman advised, "Xiao He, leave yourself a way out. Don't drive Zhonghai to a dead end."

He Daqing settled the accounts and found that he had sent a total of more than 1,200 yuan. If he were to pay ten times the amount in compensation, Yi Zhonghai would have to pay him more than 12,000 yuan.

Yi Zhonghai said, "Old He, I can only compensate you two thousand yuan at most."

He Daqing said coldly, "Old lady, if Yi Zhonghai only compensates me three thousand yuan, then don't blame me for not giving you face."

The deaf old woman asked, "Little He, how many do you want?"

He Daqing thought for a while and then said, "Grandma, you should find a way to transfer the three rooms in the west courtyard to my name, and Yi Zhonghai will compensate me another eight thousand yuan."

The deaf old woman tentatively said, "I can give you those three rooms in the west courtyard, and I'll give you an extra two thousand yuan at most."

He Daqing shook his head: "No, besides the three empty rooms in the west courtyard, you must give me another seven thousand yuan."

After more than ten minutes of bargaining, the two parties reached an agreement.

The three rooms in the west courtyard where Jiang Fan had lived were transferred to He Daqing by the deaf old lady and Yi Zhonghai. In addition to the three rooms, Yi Zhonghai also had to compensate He Daqing 5,000 yuan.

The next morning, Tan Guilan accompanied the deaf old lady to the street office to ask Wang Yunxia for help in converting the three rooms in the west courtyard into private property and transferring them to He Daqing's name.

Around 3 p.m., He Daqing returned from outside, and Tan Guilan handed him 5,000 yuan and the house certificate.

He Daqing, who had reached a settlement with Yi Zhonghai, did not stop there; he began to demand repayment from the Jia family.

He Daqing was furious when he learned from the neighbors in the courtyard that He Yuzhu often lent money to Qin Huairu.

It's fine to lend money to neighbors, but it's unacceptable to borrow and not repay.

He Daqing, who is in his forties, often cooks large pot dishes, and his strength is much greater than that of ordinary people.

In the Jia family's power rankings, Zhang Cuihua is at the top, followed by Jia Dongxu, and then Qin Huairu.

The plump Zhang Cuihua was no match for He Daqing, and the somewhat thin Jia Dongxu was even less of a match for him.

He Daqing, who single-handedly took on the entire Jia family, beat Zhang Cuihua and Jia Dongxu until they screamed in agony.

Yi Zhonghai was lying in bed recovering from his injuries when he heard the screams coming from the Jia family. He was willing but unable to help.

Qi Bing, who lived in the east wing next door, heard the commotion from the main courtyard and felt a little puzzled.

In the TV series, when He Daqing returned to the courtyard house, it seemed to be around the 1980s.

It was not even 1960 yet, and He Daqing had already returned from Baocheng, which surprised him somewhat.