The courtyard house, without the script of Sha Zhu.

At least in Yi Zhonghai's view, all the effort he put in has now come to nothing.

We definitely have to go find the old deaf man, since he's clearly connected to that Iron-Capped Prince.

Even if he doesn't get elected, Yi Zhonghai wouldn't mind using connections to pull strings for himself.

After all, Yi Zhonghai had longed for this so-called administrator position for far too long.

When Yan Fugui returned home, his complexion was also not much better.

He claimed to come from a scholarly family, but he was not accepted by the public and was publicly humiliated by Cao Wei, which was to be expected.

The key point is that after being proven wrong, I now realize that I spent so much money to get out of here, and now I even have a criminal record.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he subconsciously slammed his hand on the table, but then he regretted it.

What if I smash the table?

At that moment, Yang Zaihua couldn't help but complain again.

"Then isn't this money essentially wasted?"

These words seemed to awaken Yan Fugui, and he couldn't help but have a flash of inspiration, saying:

"Yeah, now I have a criminal record, that little bastard has to give me back the money."

This statement also earned Yang Ruihua's approval, but Yan Fugui had not yet stepped out of his home.

Then some bad memories came to mind. Back then, I went up to Cao Wei to argue, and what happened? I got slapped so hard that my teeth fell out, and my glasses, which had been repaired countless times, were now battle-damaged.

They spent money on medical bills and repairs, but gained nothing in return.

I was so angry I was jumping up and down, but it felt like I couldn't do anything about it.

This reminded him of that experience, so he pretended to speak.

"I am a scholar; it is impossible for me to communicate directly with such a vulgar person."

Although Yang Ruihua could see Yan Pugui's fear, or rather, his cowardice, she did not expose him in front of the children, but instead echoed him.

"That's right, Lao Yan, you're a scholar, you can't directly negotiate with this uncouth person."

Despite this, Yan Fugui still felt a deep sense of frustration in his chest that was hard to dispel.

I paid the money myself, and now I have a criminal record.

Isn't this equivalent to paying money and getting nothing in return in the old society? Under normal circumstances, this money should be refunded.

However, even though money was involved, he had been beaten once and hadn't gotten any benefit from the experience, which taught him to be patient and restrained.

After returning to their room, the Jia family, consisting of three members, immediately caused a huge uproar.

"Oh dear, that damned little bastard took the money and even left you with a criminal record. Old Jia, hurry up and take him away."

Madam Jia Zhang started wailing and crying at the top of her lungs.

He looked as if he was afraid others wouldn't hear him, and his voice was almost indistinguishable from that of the two Liu brothers who were being beaten.

Qin Huairu held her child to the side, saying nothing, but she also hated Cao Wei to the core.

The two of them had at least had a brief affair before, right?

In this situation, the other party not only took the money but also left her family with a criminal record. Although she didn't care much about Jia Dongxu, she was worried about whether it would have any other impact on her child in the future.

Jia Dongxu, meanwhile, sat on the table with a gloomy face.

After listening to his mother wail for a long time, he finally spoke with some impatience.

"Mom, what's the point of you wailing like this?"

This really stirred up a hornet's nest, and Jia Zhangshi immediately turned her guns on her son.

"Isn't that your fault for being useless? Letting this little beast bully our family like this."

Provoked by this, Jia Dongxu felt that anger had clouded his judgment.

As reason faded, he gritted his teeth, slammed his hand on the table, and spoke.

"Alright, we have to go and confront that little bastard."

Upon hearing this, Jia Zhangshi nodded repeatedly.

"That's right, that little bastard should return that money to us."

Upon witnessing this, Qin Huairu hesitated briefly before attempting to intervene.

"Dongxu, like this..."

"Shut up, it's not your place to talk in this house, you vixen."

Before she could even finish speaking, Madam Jia rudely interrupted her and glared fiercely at Qin Huairu. Qin Huairu could only lower her head and hug the stick.

She had developed some feelings for Jia Dongxu over time, but what worried her even more was if Jia Dongxu were beaten by Cao Wei again.

The family, which was already struggling financially, now has to pay for this medical bill, and it might even interfere with their work schedule.

This is what Qin Huairu is most concerned about at this moment.

After that, Jia Dongxu, urged on by his mother, went to Cao Wei's door. But when he actually arrived at Cao Wei's door, he became somewhat timid, after all, the experience of being beaten was still vivid in his mind. But now he was also at the point of being shot.

So he took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

Cao Wei, seemingly having anticipated this, immediately opened the package and looked at the Jia family trio with a slightly amused expression, asking, "What is it?"

Despite feeling some fear, Jia Dongxu, for the sake of his pride, gritted his teeth and finally said those words.

"Cao Wei, we spent so much money back then, and now we have a criminal record. Isn't that a bit unfair? It's like we paid money but didn't get anything done. I think you should at least refund us some of that money, right?"

"That's right, that's right!"

Although Jia Zhangshi recalled being beaten by Cao Wei before, for the Jia family now, the desire for that sum of money ultimately overcame the fear of being beaten.

Cao Wei, upon hearing this, seemed to have heard a joke.

"It seems your hearing isn't very good. The people from the neighborhood committee have already explained it to you. If you can't understand human language, I also know a little bit of martial arts."

Hearing Cao Wei say this, while rubbing his hands together in anticipation, Jia Dongxu was truly afraid.

However, Cao Wei would not allow these beasts to provoke him like this without paying any price.

So, after watching the three of them deliver a resounding slap to the face of the Jia family mother and son with perfect equality, he closed the door.

Witnessing this scene, the Jia mother and son were furious, but remembering the other party's skills, they could only silently swallow their anger. This also allowed their beastly neighbor to enjoy the spectacle.

This, on the contrary, made Qin Huairu feel a little strange.

"Cao Wei beat them up but not me. Could it be that he still has lingering feelings for me?"

If Cao Wei knew this, he would definitely regret not slapping Qin Huairu earlier.

Back home, the Jia family trio first cursed Cao Wei, feeling incredibly aggrieved.

But the feeling of helplessness, as if there was something they couldn't do, was something the three of them found hard to accept.

Just then, Qin Huairu's voice suddenly rang out.

"Now that there are administrators in our compound, right? Since he's hitting us like this, I think we should try talking to one of the administrators?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jia Dongxu's gaze softened when he looked at Qin Huairu, and even Jia Zhangshi's eyes flashed with approval as she muttered something.

"You clever fox, at least you didn't waste any food."

Therefore, the Jia family mother and son also planned to go find the so-called administrator.

They sought justice for them, but Yi Zhonghai, on the other hand, didn't pay attention at first, only after arriving at the old deaf man's house.

He couldn't help but pour out his grievances.

"Grandma, I've done so much, and now it's all for nothing."

The old deaf man saw through Yi Zhonghai's thoughts almost immediately, even though he was equally angry.

However, she couldn't let Yi Zhonghai control her.

He could only speak in a curt tone.

"Who knew you had a criminal record back then?"