"A way? What way?" Yan Bugui's question immediately piqued the interest of the whole family.
To be fair, this kind of thing is quite popular in Lao Yan's family.
"Was Sha Zhu miserable today?"
"How tragic was it?" Yan Jiecheng hadn't seen it and was filled with regret.
"It was covered in blood, it was horrible. That brat Wang Shouren was riding on top of me and slamming a huge brick into my face." Yan Jiefang described the scene vividly, gesturing as he spoke.
“Wang Shouren, him?” Yan Jiefang was taken aback.
"That's right, honest people get pushed to the limit," the third aunt chimed in.
“Sigh…” Yan Bugui waved his hand: “You guys haven’t hit the nail on the head. Wang Shouren, you know, he’s a real person now. I can talk to him with peace of mind.”
"So what if they say 'exchange'? They just want to take advantage of you." Yan Jiefang curled his lip.
"Taking advantage? You have to rely on your skills to do so. What do you know? You won't go poor from eating or dressing, but you will go poor if you can't plan ahead." Yan Bugui sang his classic saying.
"Old man, why didn't you talk to that kid Wang Shouren before?" the third aunt asked, puzzled.
Yan Bugui looked pleased, as if he had finally gotten to the point, and poured himself another glass of wine.
“Before, that kid had just lost his father and was very weak and easily bullied. If it weren’t for Lao Yi’s constant help, believe me, a few days later, a whole bunch of people would have come to borrow money.”
"He's just a child, where would he get..." The old woman suddenly understood: "Compensation!"
"It's not that simple. His father was a level 5 blacksmith, earning 65.5 yuan a month. He was also an honest and hardworking man. He didn't remarry after his wife died, so he should have saved a lot of money. With his death and the compensation, I estimate there should be a little over two thousand yuan."
"So many!" Yan Jiecheng's eyes lit up.
“Look, look.” Yan Bugui pointed at Yan Jiecheng: “Even you dare to mess with him. Let alone others. I didn’t communicate with him before because Lao Yi protected him for a while. If he can’t stand up, then he can’t be protected forever. Now that he has stood up, I reckon that after this incident, no one will dare to easily cause him trouble.”
"That's right, with that brick, if it weren't for Sha Zhu's thick skin, who could withstand it?" Yan Jiefang nodded in agreement.
"Let me tell you, Yan Jiecheng, put away your little schemes. Our Yan family doesn't do such despicable things," Yan Bugui warned Yan Jiecheng immediately upon seeing his demeanor.
"Aren't you figuring it out yourself?"
"Can I be compared to you? I was just having normal conversation. Don't make things worse and end up fighting with them."
Yan Jiecheng's eyes darted around, but he didn't say anything.
Yan Bugui saw it, but he ignored it. He didn't think that someone as audacious as Yan Jiecheng could do anything.
The same topic was discussed throughout the courtyard, and everyone came to the same conclusion: Wang Shouren had established his persona. Some clever people believed that Wang Shouren had used the incident involving Sha Zhu to build his image.
But whether they are smart or ordinary, they all share a common understanding: "Shazhu is a big idiot."
After finishing his business and returning home, Yi Zhonghai felt increasingly uneasy. He left his room and went to Sha Zhu's house, knocking on the door.
"Who is it! Ouch, be quiet!" Sha Zhu's still-energetic voice came from inside the room: "Go, go open the door."
"Hmph, just do it! Shouren is such an honest man, why are you always targeting him!" He Yushui's annoyed voice came from inside the house. She had just returned and only then learned what had happened. She was the same age as Wang Shouren and usually quite liked this quiet neighbor. After all, Wang Shouren was handsome with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but he was a bit reserved and only close to Qin Huairu.
Since Jia Dongxu's death, Qin Huairu, to avoid suspicion, rarely spoke to him. Suddenly, she was all alone.
While pondering this, I went to open the door, and as soon as I opened it, I saw the old man's face.
"Uncle," He Yushui greeted him, then turned and called into the house, "Brother, it's Uncle."
"Coming, coming." Sha Zhu came out of the house, his face expressionless as he saw the old man: "Uncle, what's wrong now?"
"Is your face alright?" An old man sighed inwardly when he saw Sha Zhu's appearance. "That pig's face, he's always getting into trouble."
"It's nothing, it'll be fine in a few days. It's nothing, just that kid, thinking he's so great." Sha Zhu subconsciously wanted to purse his lips, which pulled at the muscles in his face, causing another wave of pain that made him grimace.
"It's good that you're alright. I watched you grow up, so I won't let this go. I know you're a decent person, but you're just too scheming. This time, give me some face and don't cause trouble for Wang Shouren. Okay?"
"Grandpa, what are you saying!" Sha Zhu cried out, his voice filled with righteous indignation.
"Stop talking nonsense, I know you better than anyone." The old man paused for a moment, then continued, "You kid, how many times have you put sacks on Xu Damao? Do you think he really doesn't know? Several times, he was going to call the police to arrest you, but I stopped him. But, Zhuzi, Wang Shouren is different from Xu Damao. Xu Damao has liked to compete with you since he was a child. If you beat him up, he won't feel anything. After all, he offended you first."
“Wang Shouren has not offended you in any way. Why are you bullying him like this? This time, you have really pushed him to the limit. If you really try to put a sack over his head, he will come after you with a much more serious attack than just a brick.”
"He dares!" Sha Zhu shouted immediately, perhaps because his thoughts had been exposed.
Xu Damao had indeed been tricked by Sha Zhu, even considering calling the police, but was persuaded by an old man. This wasn't to protect Sha Zhu, but rather a characteristic of this era: if something could be resolved internally, it was best to handle it yourself, rather than bothering the police, who were very busy these days. Furthermore, the old man had a grudge against Xu Damao's father, Xu Fugui, and was somewhat biased towards him, leaving Xu Damao with no choice.
But Wang Shouren was different.
"Do you dare, Zhu Zi? Are you really going to take the gamble? Bet on whether he dares or not? Judging from his appearance today, do you really think he wouldn't dare? That's all I have to say. I hope you think it over carefully." The old man shook his head, put his hands behind his back, and walked out.
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