The first half of the rumor was unknown, but the culprit behind the second half was right in front of her!
Yi Zhonghai was quite arrogant: "Don't ask me anything more. There are some things you can only do more harm than good. Just do what I'm telling you to do."
Then, as if afraid that Qin Huairu still harbored any hope, he quickly added a few more words: "As long as we take down the fat man, this courtyard will still be under the control of our two families. Otherwise..."
"..."
The fat man, impatient with what he was hearing, pulled a medicine bottle out of his pocket.
Just like last time when I used a bottle of love potion, things from Stardew Valley are always so convenient and quick.
He pointed the bottle at the cellar, and the bottle full of powder slowly vanished into thin air. The fat man put away the empty bottle, then took out a steel gun from his pocket, put it on the door knocker of the cellar, and locked it with a click!
There's this part in Guo Degang's crosstalk: "I've traveled across mountains and rivers, lamenting that the sky has no handle and the earth has no ring, and I'm in charge of most of Tianjin and the surrounding counties..."
This ring refers to the door handle at the entrance of places like cellars and wells in the past. You could open it from the outside by pulling this handle.
The fat man figured the "itching powder" would take some time to take effect, so he patiently waited outside, timing it.
It was like a team fight where they wiped out the enemy team, but instead of rushing in for another push, everyone went back to base to buy equipment – a very cautious approach.
Yi Zhonghai, well aware of the art of "beating a bunch and then giving them a sweet treat," waited until he had given Qin Huairu enough of a dressing down before comforting her, saying:
"When Banggeng comes out, with the two of us protecting him, and me teaching him the techniques, he might have a bright future. But if all of us can't beat Fatty, then who knows what will happen in the future..."
Sure enough, Qin Huairu's intelligence returned to normal as soon as the topic of "sticky jokes" came up.
She said gratefully to Yi Zhonghai, "Bang Geng's father passed away early, and we are an orphan and a widow with no one to support us. That's why he's still considered the eldest uncle. Don't worry, I will make sure Bang Geng takes good care of you in the future."
Even Xu Damao wasn't buying it, let alone Yi Daode?
Yi Zhonghai interrupted Qin Huairu without hesitation: "Enough! Don't try to outsmart me. You know better than anyone else what's going on."
He was about to say something harsh to Qin Huairu when he suddenly felt a sharp itch on his back. But Yi Zhonghai didn't take it to heart; he's a man, after all.
Even Yu Li said that the first three things Fatty does when he gets home every day are look for his daughter, go to the toilet, and then ask her to scratch his itch...
Yi Zhonghai originally thought he would bear it and go back to his room to have an older woman scratch him, but unexpectedly, his body became more and more itchy!
At first, it was just a localized itch on his back, but it quickly spread to his entire back. There's a term called "rubbing the skin to relieve the itch," which perfectly describes Yi Zhonghai's current condition.
After a while, not only my back, but also my neck, armpits, arms, groin, feet... there wasn't a single place on my body that wasn't itchy.
Yi Zhonghai didn't care whether Qin Huairu was still there or not. While scratching himself all over, he said to Qin Huairu, "What's going on? What kind of weather is this? How come you still have lice?"
For those born in the 1990s and 2000s, lice might just be a noun.
But for this era, and for the generation of fat people and those born in the 1980s, it was a truly bleak experience they didn't want to recall.
Back then, cats, dogs, and dark, damp places, such as factory drainage ditches and warehouses, were very likely to attract lice.
If you accidentally bring it home... then just wait for the whole family to be covered in red, swollen welts from the bites. While scratching, you'll have to turn over all the clothes, bedding, and even pillows—anything that comes into contact with people—and beat them with sticks and scald them with boiling water!
A tiny, inconspicuous louse can cause the whole family to jump around in a frenzy.
Yi Zhonghai now thinks he's just attracted to lice.
Qin Huairu was also terribly itchy, but she was, after all, a woman and a widow; she couldn't very well scratch herself in front of Yi Zhonghai, could she? So she could only endure it bitterly.
Yi Zhonghai was getting increasingly itchy and couldn't stand it anymore, so he said, "Let's hurry up and leave. We really need to clean up this vegetable cellar."
Qin Huairu was overjoyed, and the two of them rushed to the entrance of the vegetable cellar. Yi Zhonghai stretched out his hands and pushed hard...
Unconvinced, Yi Zhonghai pushed again with all his might, then a tremendous fear gripped him, and his voice trembled: "Oh no, we've been tricked!"
Qin Huairu didn't understand what he was talking about. Unable to bear the itching any longer, she impatiently pushed him away and then pushed him back forcefully...
The two looked at each other, Qin Huairu's voice trembling with tears: "Uncle, what should we do? Please think of something!"
Yi Zhonghai felt as if he were being bitten by ten thousand mosquitoes, stung by thousands of lice, and crawled by hundreds of ants all over his body; the itching was so intense that he wanted to scratch his heart and lungs.
But Qin Huairu kept making a racket beside her, which made her so angry that she pushed her aside, no longer caring whether she was in front of a junior.
He immediately started unbuttoning his coat and taking it off, insisting on scratching it first.
Seeing Yi Zhonghai recklessly taking off his cotton-padded coat and sweater, then vigorously shaking off the clothes while frantically scratching his body with both hands;
Qin Huairu could no longer hold back. She hurriedly ran into the cellar, found a secluded spot, and quickly unbuttoned her clothes, scratching herself frantically.
The fat man heard a series of soft rustling sounds coming from below and knew that it was almost time.
He took out paper and pen from his spatial storage, wrote a note with his left hand, and then casually picked up a stone to wrap it up.
Then he went to the backyard and threw it straight in through Liu Haizhong's window!
Liu Haizhong was sitting at home, sulking. He had three sons in total. His eldest son got married and went to another city, never to return.
The elderly couple poured the most effort into him, and loved him the most and held him to the highest standards; yet, the eldest son turned out to be the most ungrateful, never coming back to see them during holidays, as if he were invisible.
Although the second and third children grew up a bit more, they were still able to stay by their parents' side.
He could be beaten and scolded at will, which gave Liu Hai a perverse psychological satisfaction; but now, one of them was sentenced to five years and the other to three years, and both of his sons are in jail, eating cornbread.
Liu Haizhong grew angrier the more he thought about it. He downed the bottle of baijiu in front of him in one gulp and cursed through gritted teeth, "Fatty, I'm going to kill you... Ouch!"
Before he could finish his angry outburst, he heard a loud crash, accompanied by the shattering sound of glass breaking, and a stone whistled as it hit his face.
Liu Haizhong was hit so hard he fell to the ground with a "crack"—the stool he crushed under his weight. His second aunt heard the noise and rushed out to see what was wrong, screaming, "Old man! Old man! What happened to you? Help! Someone, help me!"
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