For so many years, Ye Zhaodi has been dormant. It's not that she hasn't tried, and it's not that she hasn't resisted, but the dark reality forced her to give up, so that her only dream later was to take Ye Xiaoman away, as long as she could stay away from Ye Zhigang's family.

But she always kept many things in mind, the bad things Ye Zhigang had done, the account books they carefully hid... Ye Zhaodi knew them all, and what she lacked was an opportunity to win with one strike.

If she acted rashly, it would be like those letters of denunciation that were sent out; not only would they not receive a response, but they would also fall into Ye Zhigang's hands.

She was lucky before. Ye Zhigang didn't expect that the informant would be a teenage girl. He thought it was a trick used by those people in the cannery who disliked him.

If Ye Zhigang knew that it was Ye Zhaodi who wrote the report letter, she would probably have been beaten to death several years ago. Ye Zhigang would have been more cautious in the future, and it would have been even more difficult to find evidence of his guilt.

The appearance of Chu Yue and Fang Xiuli now gives Ye Zhaodi great hope.

She chose to go all out and fight back.

Chu Yue listened to Ye Zhaodi's words and could imagine her helplessness in reporting the incident over the years.

She held up the account book for the distribution of the spoils and said, "Leave this matter to me. I will definitely send Ye Zhigang to prison and make him receive the punishment he deserves."

Imprisonment for more than ten years is a light punishment. In the 1970s, the death penalty had not yet been abolished, so scum like this should have been shot to death.

Ye Zhaodi listened to Chu Yue's words. She felt relieved but also emotional. She wiped her tears vigorously and continued, "Sister Yue, I still want to get my house back."

"House?" Chu Yue raised her eyebrows slightly.

Ye Zhaodi's eyes were firm and she nodded heavily, "Yes, the house. That's my house, the house my parents left to me."

Chu Yue didn't know the inside story of Ye Zhigang's family occupying the old house, so Ye Zhaodi told her the details.

The house in the cannery's family quarters was originally allocated to Ye Zhaodi's parents. They both had long years of service in the cannery, and Ye Zhaodi's father was the captain of the transport team, so the house they were allocated was a little bigger than that of ordinary people, with a small yard and an open space at the back.

When the house title deed procedures were being processed, Ye Zhaodi's father was driving a truck outside and it was Ye Zhaodi's mother who handled it. For convenience, only Ye Zhaodi's mother's name was written on the house title deed.

After all, it is the common property of the couple, they know each other well in the same factory, and they are a loving couple. It is nothing special.

In addition, Ye Zhaodi had already been born at that time, and her future studies and work were closely related to her household registration, so Ye Zhaodi's household registration had been under the house certificate since she was a child.

Later, after Ye Zhigang and Ding Yuqin took over the house, they naturally wanted to change the property title to their names.

But the factory office said that the two of you don’t have enough years of work to qualify for housing. If you want a house, you have to work for at least ten or twenty years.

The street office looked at the house title and said, the name on the house title is Ye Zhaodi's mother. She has no relationship with you, so why should she give the house to you? She is dead now, and the house will be left to her children.

Even after Ye Zhigang took the position of head of the security department, the procedure for changing the name on the property title was never completed.

Although Ye Zhigang and Ding Yuqin were unhappy about this matter, they were relieved that Ye Zhaodi, who had a disabled brother, was working under their watch every day and could do nothing. When they had enough years of service, they might be able to get another house.

A series of coincidences during the initial handling of the formalities, coupled with Ye Zhigang and Ding Yuqin's overly greedy ambitions, actually saved the house.

The property title is still in Ye Zhaodi’s mother’s name, and Ye Zhaodi’s household registration is still hung under the house.

Chu Yue frowned and her teeth were almost broken when she listened to these past events. When Ye Zhaodi was working in her shop, she smiled happily every day. What a positive girl she was. But after a day's work, she returned to the home that had been robbed, and could only curl up in the dark little room, hugging Ye Xiaoman, who had the same miserable life as her. How would she feel?

This house must be taken back!

Ye Zhigang and his family must also experience what it is like to be homeless.

On the side, Ye Xiaoman quietly listened to Ye Zhaodi talking about the past, feeling the ups and downs of Ye Zhaodi's inner emotions. He moved his body closer, gently hugged Ye Zhaodi, silently comforting his sister who depended on him for everything.

Chu Yue promised again, "Zhao Di, don't worry, this house is the last legacy your parents left you, and it also represents their love for you and your sister. I will definitely help you get it back! It's yours, and it should be yours."

Chu Yue said this with great determination, and she even had a plan in mind.

Ye Zhaodi had endless gratitude to express and she wanted to kneel down and kowtow to Chu Yue, but it was obvious that Chu Yue didn't like this.

Then it was time for the doctor to make his rounds. After the doctor came in, the two of them didn't feel comfortable saying anything, so Chu Yue put away the account book that Ye Zhaodi had given him.

She said to the doctor, "Doctor, please help me."

Coincidentally, the doctor making rounds today was the doctor on duty in the emergency room yesterday. It seems that the medical environment in the 1970s was the same, with a serious shortage of doctors and one person being treated as two.

When the doctor on duty saw Chu Yue, he immediately recognized her as the military doctor from last night. Being stared at by another doctor, he couldn't help feeling a little pressured.

Ye Zhaodi is in good condition. They are all external injuries, and her internal organs are intact. She just needs to rest well and recover soon.

The trouble lies with Ye Xiaoman, his legs.

Ye Zhaodi saw the doctor on duty examining Ye Xiaoman's legs and couldn't bear to take her eyes off him. After the doctor finished examining her, she anxiously asked, "Doctor, can my brother's legs be cured? Can he stand up and walk?"

Ye Xiaoman was the same, and couldn't help looking at the doctor on duty with expectant eyes.

This was the first time that the Ye siblings had entered the hospital, and it was also Ye Zhaodi’s unremitting dream, to cure Ye Xiaoman’s leg.

The doctor on duty had a solemn look on his face as he met the expectant faces of Ye Zhaodi and her brother, one older and one younger. However, what he was about to say next was cruel and disappointing to them.

"Given your brother's current age..."

As soon as Chu Yue saw the doctor on duty's reaction, she knew what he wanted to say, and she interrupted him before he officially announced the result.

"Doctor, why don't you let me take a look too?"

The doctor on duty turned around and saw Chu Yue's calm expression, then thought of Chu Yue's professional composure when she brought the patient in last night. Anyway, the patient is here and the condition is like this, so there is no harm in taking a look, it can't change the facts anyway.