He Yushui whispered somewhat awkwardly in Ma Hua's ear, "Ahem, please don't say anything, Uncle Yi, he fell into the toilet last night."
"Ah," Ma Hua was genuinely surprised this time. No way, what a pity! He hadn't been there last night. What a shame!
Then Ma Hua recalled what He Yushui had said when they first met; no wonder He Yushui had asked him that question.
Yi Zhonghai is acting strangely today; it turns out everyone thinks I did it.
Ma Hua was furious. She was such an innocent person; she usually settled scores on the spot.
How could someone possibly throw firecrackers into a toilet?
Such despicable tactics! How could MCA possibly do that!
You, Yi Zhonghai, actually doubted me! Thinking of this...
A strange anger welled up in Ma Hua's heart.
You dare to doubt me and slander my character, Yi Zhonghai!
Thinking of this, Ma Hua quickly walked up to Yi Zhonghai and chuckled.
"Gentlemen, I have another little trick that I guarantee will cure the ailment instantly. That is,"
Clap clap clap clap. Ma Hua stretched out his right hand and clapped wildly on both sides of Yi Zhonghai's face.
Before long, Yi Zhonghai's face was swollen like a pig's head, not to mention his wife's.
Even Yi Zhonghai's mother probably wouldn't recognize him!
Just as Yi Zhonghai's wife, Yang Cuihua, was about to stop Ma Hua...
Yi Zhonghai on the ground had been calmly awakened by Ma Hua's fan.
Upon waking, Yi Zhonghai looked around in confusion: "What are you all doing?"
And how did I end up lying on the ground? What happened to me?
When Ma Hua heard Yi Zhonghai say that, he immediately chuckled. Yi Zhonghai, oh Yi Zhonghai...
You and that old deaf man, you never learn anything good, you even try to faint like that.
As I've said before, when you faint, don't let your eyes wander, and keep your breathing even.
Why won't you listen? Fine, then I'll give you another lesson.
Thinking of this,
"Ahem, is that even a question? You fainted just now and I saved you, so what happened?"
You should thank me; we're from the same department, no need to be so polite.
But Yi Zhonghai, you didn't even say thank you, did you? I thought you'd write a thank-you letter.
Yi Zhonghai, really! Are you sure Yan Bugui knows how stingy you are?
Uncle Yan, come quick! Yi Zhonghai is copying you! He's copying you!
"Yi Zhonghai, did you pay your tuition to Grandpa Yan? Then you should study."
"Uncle Yan, did Yi Zhonghai pay your tuition?" Ma Hua turned to look at Yan Bugui.
At this moment, Yan Bugui's mind was full of calculations. "Yes, Ma Hua is right. Yi Zhonghai is learning to be stingy like me. He has to pay his tuition."
Yi Zhonghai is so rich, this
Surely none of the six traditional gifts for tuition would be missing. While Yan Bugui was still preoccupied with when to eat the cured meat,
Upon suddenly hearing what Ma Hua said to him, he subconsciously shook his head.
"Hey, Yi Zhonghai, I never expected you to be this kind of person. You actually stole my knowledge!"
You once said at a factory meeting that anything learned by stealing is disgusting, shameful, and despicable.
Look at you, how did you end up like this? Sigh,"
Ma Hua simply sighed.
You've got Yi Zhonghai all figured out? No, no, why is MCA acting like this?
You're the one who hit me; I'm the one who got hit.
"You, you, you," Yi Zhonghai was so shocked by Ma Hua's outrageous actions that he was speechless.
"Hey, Yi Zhonghai, I know what you want to say. No need to thank me."
"I'm just learning to do good deeds," Ma Hua chuckled at the crowd.
The onlookers stared at MCA in disbelief. Good heavens!
I'd heard that Ma Hua was shameless, and now it seems that's true.
But it was really enjoyable to watch! Yi Zhonghai, you shameless bastard, you've always called yourself a moral paragon.
I wonder if you'll say thank you or not.
The thought of Yi Zhonghai apologizing to MCA sent a sly smile through everyone's faces.
"You," Yi Zhonghai looked at Ma Hua in disbelief. He was also thinking, how could there be such a shameless person?
You were the one who slapped me, and you expect me to thank you? What the hell am I supposed to thank? Do you really think I'm some big-headed cook?
Yi Zhonghai was practically bursting with anger, but he still had to pretend to be nonchalant: "Ah,"
Really? Did I just faint? Ugh, my head hurts so much! Cuihua, Cuihua…
Hearing Yi Zhonghai say this from behind the crowd, Yang Cuihua immediately understood that he was planning to use her as a pawn again.
Before Yang Cuihua could even speak, the surrounding neighbors protested, "Yi Zhonghai, what do you mean by this?"
Can't you see we're all here watching the drama unfold?
What's wrong? You're leaving? If you leave, who are we supposed to eat? We're not like you, we'd eat shit.
"Yi Zhonghai, you'd better hurry up and thank Renma Hua. If he hadn't saved you, you'd probably be dead by now,"
“Yes, Lao Yi, we can’t be the kind of heartless and ungrateful people.”
"Yes, I'd heard long ago that Yi Zhonghai, the owner of the courtyard house, was a man of high moral character. But seeing him today, he's nothing special. Sigh,"
Yi Zhonghai's face was extremely gloomy, turning pale, red, and purple in turns; he was simply too infuriating.
Why haven't I collapsed from anger yet?! Aaaaaaah! Yi Zhonghai screamed internally.
His eyes were bloodshot as he glared at MCA, seemingly wanting to devour them alive.
Ma Hua chuckled, meeting Yi Zhonghai's gaze. "You little punk, you think you're worthy to fight me?!"
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