Although Zhang Chunhua had just had a big fight with Ding Yuqin, she was still panicked and worried when she saw a child with a bleeding head and a miserable appearance. She quickly reminded Ding Yuqin who was holding the child motionlessly.
"Ding Yuqin, what are you doing standing there? Take the child to the hospital!"
Ding Yuqin held the child in her arms and looked around, "But my things..."
"What is worthless? Is the worthless thing more important, or is your son more important? Go quickly! Look at how much blood Fugui has shed. Be careful that you may lose your husband, your house, and your son."
Zhang Chunhua's words completely panicked Ding Yuqin. She quickly stood up holding Ye Fugui, and put the money and passbook she had just found in her arms. She didn't take anything else and went straight to the hospital.
Ye Fugui, lying in Ding Yuqin's arms, was still struggling, "Mom, I want to kill him... kill him... This is my home, I can't let them take it away..."
Ye Fugui struggled and groaned. His head hurt from being hit, and his lower body was also hurt from being scratched by glass shards. He couldn't hold the small knife in his hand anymore, and it fell to the ground with a crisp metallic sound.
Xu Feng watched the knife fall to the ground, frowned tightly, and even the last bit of sympathy he had for the mother and son disappeared completely.
I really don’t know how Ye Zhaodi and her brother manage to make a living under the roof of such a person.
"Fugui, don't be afraid, mom will take you to the hospital right now."
Ding Yuqin left in a panic, holding Ye Fugui. When they walked out of the alley, they happened to pass by Chu Yue and Ye Zhaodi who were standing in the corner.
Even though the distance was so close, Ding Yuqin didn't notice it at all.
By then, Ye Zhaodi had watched with her own eyes as the mother and son finally got kicked out of her house.
Eight years.
After her parents died, a scene she had never dared to imagine actually came true, and all the events of the past eight years kept rolling over in her mind.
Chu Yue asked her softly, "Zhao Di, are you okay?"
Ye Zhaodi nodded heavily, and threw away all the memories of the past eight years in her mind, and said firmly, "Sister Yue, I'm fine! I've never been better! Thank you for everything you have done for me."
Chu Yue seemed to see another person in Ye Zhaodi, a stronger and more confident Ye Zhaodi.
She said, "That's good, go back and check on your home."
Ye Zhaodi walked out from the corner and walked towards her house, her home, step by step. She no longer passed by with her head down, but took back everything that belonged to her.
But Chu Yue reminded her that the verdict of Ye Zhigang's trial had not yet come out, and Ding Yuqin would never give up after losing her house, so the house in the family area could not be lived in for the time being. She was afraid that Ding Yuqin would find someone to take revenge.
According to Chu Yue's plan, the house will continue to be "rented" to the gangster Xu Feng. Chu Yue has arranged a new residence for them to move in when Ye Xiaoman is discharged from the hospital.
Now, what Ye Zhaodi had to do when she walked into the house was to throw out all the things belonging to Ye Zhaodi and Ding Yuqin.
What about the Sanwu brand clock, the expensive radio, and the various luggage bags that Ding Yuqin had packed...
Ye Zhaodi threw them away one by one with her own hands, as if she was also throwing away the hatred and grievances that had accumulated in her heart over the years.
She wants to start a brand new life and doesn't want any of this old garbage.
Ye Zhaodi threw them in the yard.
She had just recovered from a serious illness, and she looked even thinner.
Xu Feng has been watching this scene silently.
Zhao Dahu was a little worried and asked Xu Feng in a low voice, "Captain Xu, should we go over and help? It's really hard for a girl like her to do this."
"No need to help, just let her throw it away herself." Xu Feng replied in a low voice.
Ye Zhaodi had already cleared out most of the room. She finally looked at the photo frame on the wall. It was a photo of Ye Zhigang and Ding Yuqin's family. In the photo, the three people were actually smiling with contentment.
Ye Zhaodi took the photo frame, walked outside, and then - threw it heavily to the ground.
Crash.
The glass of the photo frame shattered to the ground with a sharp sound.
Outside the yard, there were many neighbors watching the noise. They listened to the noise from beginning to end and also watched the sounds of Ye Zhaodi throwing things to vent her anger.
Ye Zhaodi walked out and was not at all panicked when she saw so many pairs of eyes staring at her. She spoke loudly to them.
"Aunts, you used to be my parents' co-workers and friends. Xiaoman and I have lived here for so many years and have occasionally been taken care of by you. I know you are different from Ye Zhigang and Ding Yuqin. So you should know whether this house is left to me by my mother or belongs to Ding Yuqin?"
"Of course it was left to you by your parents. We have been neighbors for so many years and we work in the same factory, so how could we not know? Zhaodi, don't worry, we know it. No matter how others block it, we know that this house is yours." An aunt said loudly.
The aunts around nodded one by one.
Ye Zhaodi continued, "Since this is my house, I have thrown out all the things related to Ding Yuqin in the house. From now on, this house has nothing to do with Ding Yuqin! I have rented out the house, and the aunts can also help me bear witness."
"...Yes...Yes...But Zhaodi, if you don't live here, where will you live? And your brother Xiaoman, are you not coming back in the future?" The neighbor aunt glanced at Xu Feng cautiously while speaking.
It didn’t matter if Ye Zhaodi was their neighbor, but if there were two more hooligans as neighbors in the family quarters, how would they live?
Xu Feng knew what these people were thinking, so without waiting for Ye Zhaodi to answer, he interrupted and spoke.
"What does it have to do with you where she lives? The lease contract has it written in black and white. Do you still want to go back on your word? I don't care who owns the house. The right to use it is mine now!" Xu Feng said angrily, then walked over and slammed the door shut.
He pulled a brand new lock from his pocket, locked the door, and chained it twice.
He took the key in his hand and swung it around.
Xu Feng glared at the people around him fiercely and said, "I locked this door. If I find out that someone has opened it, don't blame me for being rude!"
The veins on his clenched fists were bulging, full of strength.
The neighbors were so frightened that their backs went cold. They didn't dare to offend Xu Feng at all. They could only nod their heads repeatedly and said they would help watch over the house. If Ding Yuqin dared to come back, they would never let her enter the house.
Seeing that the purpose of intimidation had been achieved, Xu Feng waved to Zhao Dahu, then continued to hold his toothpick in his mouth and walked out of Gang’s family area with his neck tilted.
The show is over, and it’s time for Chu Yue and Lu Zhanlin to leave.
Chu Yue found that the man next to her was motionless, staring blankly in the direction where Ye Zhaodi had originally stood.
She frowned slightly and asked softly, "Zhan Lin, what's wrong?"
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