Jia Dongxu covered his face and sat on the ground, not daring to utter a sound.
Wang Dabao turned to look at Yi Zhonghai: "What's your choice?"
Liu Haizhong took two steps forward, his chubby face full of hope, eager to hear Yi Zhonghai choose to slap him, but he also knew it was unlikely. Although Yi Zhonghai was fined a month's salary, he had a strong foundation and was not someone that ordinary people could compare to.
Yan Bugui stood by and watched, not daring to say anything to persuade them, since it involved fifty yuan.
If I say the wrong thing and cause Wang Dabao to miss out on the fifty yuan, that would be a terrible mistake, and I could forget about getting any benefits in the future.
Yi Zhonghai stood up, took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket, pulled out five from the bottom and handed them to Wang Dabao, saying, "Count them."
"No need, we live in the same courtyard, there's still that much trust between us."
Wang Dabao took the money, glanced at it, and stuffed it into his pocket. "Old Yi, you really are a millionaire. You can carry so much money with you at all times."
"I intended to use this money to buy some things, but I don't know how to explain it to my wife when I get back." Yi Zhonghai's face was full of trouble. After speaking, he glanced at Jia Dongxu.
Sure enough, Jia Dongxu was looking at him with a resentful expression.
"If I were Dongxu's age, I would also choose to be slapped a few times, but I am getting old and I still have to care about my reputation."
After a moment of contemplation, Yi Zhonghai added, then looked at Wang Dabao again, "The matter has now been clarified. Dongxu was in the wrong first. These slaps will serve as a lesson for him. I've paid him the money, and the matter is settled."
Wang Dabao nodded: "We're all neighbors, we see each other all the time, let's just let this go, but there might not be a next time."
Yi Zhonghai paused for two seconds, nodded, and then said to Jia Dongxu, "Dongxu, go and call Doctor Zhou."
"No need, I...I'm fine."
With his hair soaked in sweat and his face and body covered in mud, Sha Zhu gritted his teeth and forced out a sentence.
Xu Damao reached out and nudged Wang Dabao, saying, "I told you I knew what I was doing."
Wang Dabao couldn't help but feel the importance of experience.
He immediately looked at Sha Zhu in surprise, and saw Sha Zhu squinting, his hostile gaze fixed on the smug Xu Damao. He couldn't help but feel sorry for Xu Damao; this feud had escalated to a great extent.
But it doesn't matter, they are inherently incompatible and destined to clash.
"Silly Zhu, are you sure you don't need to see a doctor?"
Yi Zhonghai reminded him again from the side, "It would be bad if this kick broke."
Xu Damao, watching from the side, found it incredibly annoying. Even Sha Zhu had said everything was fine, so what was he babbling about?
"Hey old man, what do you mean by this? Sha Zhu said everything's fine, why are you still worrying about it?" Xu Damao said with a pout.
Yi Zhonghai glared at Xu Damao: "It will be too late if something really happens. I'm doing this for the two of you."
"Ha, so you were thinking of us? When I was being kicked to the ground by Sha Zhu, why weren't you thinking of us then?!" Xu Damao's words left Yi Zhonghai speechless.
Yi Zhonghai took a deep breath, feeling that he, as an old man, was losing his voice in the compound. Now even Xu Damao dared to openly antagonize him.
"Grandpa, please help me back."
Sha Zhu struggled to get up, his eyes still fixed on Xu Damao, "You little brat, just you wait!"
Xu Damao chuckled, "Go back and heal your ass first, so you won't keep thinking about other people's wives."
Watching Yi Zhonghai help Sha Zhu walk away, with Jia Dongxu following behind, Wang Dabao finally realized that the deaf old lady next door hadn't died, so why couldn't he hear his grandson's loud screams?
I found out that an older woman had taken the deaf old lady to the hospital that morning and they hadn't returned yet.
"It would be better if he were dead, so as to save us from being a nuisance."
Yan Jiecheng muttered a couple of words to himself, then lifted his foot and walked towards the front yard.
Yan Bugui added a kick from behind: "Don't talk nonsense. Your old man is treated like an ancestor."
The few neighbors who came to watch the spectacle didn't come closer, and dispersed after Yi Zhonghai left.
After Yan Bugui and his son left, only Wang Dabao, Xu Damao, and Liu Haizhong and his son remained as residents of the backyard.
"Brother Da Bao, how about coming over for a drink tonight?"
Xu Damao seemed to be in a particularly good mood and invited Wang Dabao to his house for dinner, saying, "I went to the village to show a movie a few days ago, and the commune gave us some good stuff. It'll be perfect for us two brothers to enjoy with our drinks."
If we're talking about who was well-off before Wang Dabao moved in, Yi Zhonghai would definitely be number one, given his monthly salary of ninety-nine yuan.
But if we're talking about who lives the best life, it's definitely Xu Damao's; he has no shortage of food and drink.
Upon hearing Xu Damao's words, Liu Haizhong immediately puffed out his belly: "Xu Damao, you're too late. Brother Dabao is coming to my house for drinks tonight. We already arranged it at the factory this afternoon."
"Was it agreed upon at the factory?"
Xu Damao exclaimed, "Dabao, you didn't get assigned to the forging workshop, did you?"
"No, I ran into Lao Liu at the factory this afternoon and helped him out a little. Now Lao Liu insists on inviting me to lunch."
Wang Dabao smiled and waved to Xu Damao, then looked at Liu Haizhong and said, "Old Liu, I think we should forget about it. I still have food at home."
Liu Haizhong pleaded, "Brother Dabao, please give me face. I've already prepared everything, so come over tonight."
"Why beg and plead if someone doesn't want to?"
Liu Guangtian couldn't stand it anymore and muttered to himself. He knew that his father had brought out the best wine he had been storing for two years in order to entertain Wang Dabao.
Hearing Liu Guangtian's disdainful words, Liu Haizhong almost exploded. If eyes could peel skin, he would have skinned his son alive.
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