"Did you just give it a light tap? Ask Third Master, he witnessed the whole thing!" Wang Shouren rebuked angrily.
"Third Uncle, please speak." The First Uncle looked at Yan Bugui again.
"Ah, this." The third uncle rolled his eyes, glanced at Wang Shouren, and nodded: "That's right, but I don't know what Sha Zhu's mentality was. I only know that Sha Zhu slapped Wang Shouren to the floor. He was unconscious for a while before he got up. As soon as he got up, he frantically found a brick and went inside. You all saw what happened later."
Wang Shouren's eyes were slightly red, and his voice trembled slightly: "Look, that's how it is. Maybe some people will say I'm petty, but ever since I came here, Sha Zhu has been picking on me for no reason. Not to mention anything else, I've only been here for a few years, and Sha Zhu has knocked me unconscious at least five times. There are countless other little things too. When I fight back, he goes around telling everyone that I'm petty."
At this point, Wang Shouren glared fiercely at Sha Zhu: "Sha Zhu, I don't care what grudge you have against me, I'm telling you right now, if you don't apologize to me today, only one of us will walk out of here!"
These words immediately sparked a flurry of discussion among the people below.
"This is too much!"
"Isn't this just bullying an honest person?"
"After all, he's a simpleton, it's normal that he's a bit slow on the uptake."
The whispers and murmurs around him made Sha Zhu lose face, and he shouted, "I was just joking! Is it really that big of a deal? You're a grown man, and you have no class at all!"
“A joke is only a joke if both of us find it funny. With a joke like yours, I’m really afraid that one day I’ll die because of your joke, and I won’t even know why!” Wang Shouren said sternly.
Humans are naturally inclined to sympathize with the weak.
Sha Zhu is not a good person in the yard.
But he's not a bad person either.
He's really annoying. He's loved fighting since he was a kid and was always causing trouble. Now, he's taken over He Daqing's job as a chef. He's become incredibly burly and muscular, quite conspicuous in this day and age. Therefore, almost no one likes Sha Zhu.
Even an old man likes Sha Zhu very much.
Wang Shouren had read many novels about an old man who wanted Sha Zhu to take care of him in his old age. After reviewing his memories, he realized that this was unlikely.
After all, a foolish cook who's always causing trouble and stealing is the kind of person you'd be using to support yourself in your old age; you might end up ruining your reputation.
Therefore, it's unlikely that the old man would choose Sha Zhu as his caretaker at this time, at least that's how Wang Shouren remembers it. Otherwise, he wouldn't have picked up a brick and started fighting today.
"How...how could he die?" Sha Zhu's face turned bright red, but at this moment, his pig-like appearance was obviously not visible.
Actually, he was also very guilty. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to get away with it after being beaten up by Wang Shouren. He was aware of how much he had overstepped his bounds.
Yi Zhonghai glared at Sha Zhu, then turned to Wang Shouren and said, "Little Wang, this is also my fault. I've been too busy and haven't paid attention. And you, Second Uncle!" He looked at Liu Haizhong, who was standing to the side.
Today, Liu Haizhong was unusually quiet. Normally, during a meeting, his official airs would be immediately on full display, and he would reprimand anyone without considering anything else. But today, he was not; he seemed to be lost in thought. Startled by the old man's call, he hurriedly replied, "Ah, yes, ah, yes, the old man talks a lot."
In the midst of the panic, he regained his senses and put on his usual stern demeanor again: "Wang Shouren, what happened to you? How did you manage to beat Sha Zhu like this..."
He wanted to continue, but an old man interrupted him: "Go away, if you have no heart, don't come to this conference."
“Young Wang, it’s our fault as your three uncles that you’ve suffered in this courtyard. So, you draw up a line, tell us your terms. We can’t keep making a scene all the time. After all, you’re still young and have a bright future ahead of you. It’s not worth it for such a scoundrel, is it?”
"Hey... an old man..."
Before Sha Zhu could finish speaking, Qin Huairu stopped him.
She rolled her eyes at Sha Zhu, annoyed: "You'd better shut up, or do you really want someone to fight you to the death?"
"It means I wasn't on guard. If I had been on guard..."
"Yes, yes, you're prepared. When the time comes, you'll kill him and he'll be in jail, leaving only a little girl named Yushui. Would you be happy then?"
Sha Zhu was so choked up that he couldn't speak, his throat was so tight.
"I don't have any demands. I just want Sha Zhu to apologize to me, and for him not to bother me again. I'll cut all ties with Sha Zhu's family. That's it. Anyway, I live in the backyard, so I don't need to see them often." Wang Shouren stated his demands frankly, asking for no compensation, just an apology.
This further confirms Sha Zhu's previous outrageous behavior.
Just an apology is all it takes to show how much they hate Sha Zhu. Cutting ties is not just talk in this day and age.
Upon hearing this, Sha Zhu immediately agreed with a grin. Mainly, Qin Huairu's words had reminded him that going too far might lead to a fight to the death. He wasn't afraid of Wang Shouren, but he couldn't stand the thought of the other man fighting to the death. He immediately put on a magnanimous demeanor, walked up to Wang Shouren, pointed to his face, and said, "Fine, today, consider this face a consequence of my past misdeeds. I won't bother you anymore. I apologize for what happened before. Let's call it even. As for breaking off our friendship, it doesn't matter. I'm a man, I don't need another friend like you."
Sha Zhu was still smugly oblivious to the disgust that people around him felt for him.
In this era, it's rare to see an honest person driven to the brink of despair. Sha Zhu's current image is practically no different from that of Zhou Bapi.
The matter has come to an end, but it has become a topic of conversation for everyone after dinner.
Yan Jiecheng ran home excitedly, only to find his father sitting at the dining table, drinking wine and eating peanuts. He paused for a moment, then blurted out, "Dad? You've changed your ways?"
"Hmph, brat, what are you saying?" Yan Bugui snorted, looking smug.
"Your dad, I don't know what got into him today, came back and said he wanted a little drink." The third aunt also looked puzzled.
The old man chuckled, then said mysteriously, "Because I've discovered another way to make money."
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