"Bang!!!"
Yan Jiekuang's small body slammed into Shazhu's buttocks.
Everyone was stunned, their eyelids trembling uncontrollably. The dying Sha Zhu let out a "howl" and straightened his body.
After Yan Jiekuang's blow, Sha Zhu was soaked in sweat again, as if he had just been pulled out of the water.
"Oh dear, you little bastard! Zhonghai, Zhonghai, quickly pull him up! How can Zhuzi withstand being thrown like that?" The deaf old woman was so anxious, jumping up and down as she watched Sha Zhu groan in pain.
Yi Zhonghai quickly reached out and pulled the stunned Yan Bugui over. "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and help your good son up. Do you really want to crush the pillar?"
"Hey hey!"
Yan Bugui responded and hurriedly bent down to pull Yan Jiekuang.
Yan Jiekuang grabbed Yan Bugui's hand with one hand and pressed down with the other, trying to use the momentum to jump off Shazhu.
The result was that this press triggered another pig-like scream from Sha Zhu.
Yan Jiekuang turned his head and glanced at it. By sheer coincidence, his little hand was right in Sha Zhu's crotch. He instantly felt extremely disgusted and, in his excitement, he even grabbed it hard before quickly pulling his hand back.
Sha Zhu's voice was hoarse from shouting, and he was trembling all over from the pain, which gave everyone watching goosebumps.
There's no sound at all, that must hurt so much!
"My pillar!"
The deaf old lady cried out, pushed Yan Jiekuang away, and fell onto Sha Zhu, "Zhu Zi, are you alright? Don't scare Grandma!"
Faced with the gazes of Liu Haizhong, Yi Zhonghai, and the neighbors who had gathered around, Yan Bugui felt a little embarrassed. However, he couldn't bring himself to hit Yan Jiekuang, so he could only look to Wang Dabao and Xu Damao for help.
"Hey Da Mao, how about this? Give me some face, and let's just waive the remaining dozen or so belts for Sha Zhu."
With pleading in his eyes, Yan Bugui kept looking at Xu Damao and Wang Dabao, saying, "Look at Shazhu like this, if this fight continues, he might really die."
Wang Dabao understood Yan Bugui's meaning and immediately nodded, saying, "Old Yan is right. Let's give him face and consider it a favor he owes Da Mao. We'll forget about the remaining dozen or so belts of Sha Zhu."
Yan Bugui was taken aback. How did something as simple as Xu Damao nodding have turned into owing a favor?
However, since Wang Dabao had said that, he couldn't very well refute him directly, so he could only follow along.
"Alright, I'll let Sha Zhu off the hook this time for the sake of you and Da Bao, otherwise I'd definitely whip him to death with sixty belts." Xu Damao grumbled, adopting a magnanimous attitude.
"Then let's leave it at that."
Liu Haizhong waved his hand and said, "Guangtian, you and Guangfu help Shazhu home to rest. The meeting will continue, everyone go back to your seats."
Upon hearing the conference continue, Yi Zhonghai's face instantly darkened.
After Sha Zhu finished his torture, he was next, but thinking of his previous plans, he felt much more at ease.
It took Liu Guangtian, Liu Guangfu, and Yan Jiecheng a great deal of effort to help Shazhu up and drag him to his house.
The three stewards, Liu Haizhong, Yan Bugui, and Xu Damao, took their places, and the neighbors also returned to their seats.
Liu Haizhong picked up his teacup, took a sip, and looked around at everyone before finally fixing his gaze on Yi Zhonghai. "Old Yi, you should just go sit on the bench yourself. Don't let Guangtian and Jiecheng invite you."
Yi Zhonghai snorted coldly, got up and walked forward, stopping only when he reached the table.
Xu Damao and the other two were delighted. Judging from Yi Zhonghai's posture, he seemed unwilling to be beaten or punished. That made things easier; they could just pay money and be done with it.
"Yi Zhonghai, what are you trying to do?"
Liu Haizhong was a little nervous facing Yi Zhonghai. It was the first time he had sat in this old man's seat, while Yi Zhonghai had sat in this seat for several years.
"I remember when Zhu Zi first made a mistake, we offered to pay compensation to avoid the belt punishment, right?"
"That's right, that's true."
Liu Haizhong tapped the table lightly. "Old Yi, since you're asking this, do you mean you want to compensate Xu Damao to offset the punishment of the belt?"
Seeing Yi Zhonghai nod, Liu Haizhong spoke again: "Even if you want to compensate, it depends on what Xu Damao, the person involved, wants!"
Xu Damao was overjoyed. He got fifty yuan for free. Good things were finally happening to him. It would be stupid to refuse.
Just as he was about to agree, Yan Jiekuang stood up from the crowd.
"Wait a minute, I have something to say."
Everyone was startled by Yan Jiekuang's shout and turned to look.
Yan Jiekuang stepped onto the bench, his gaze fixed on Yi Zhonghai. "If punishment can be bought with money, does that mean that no matter what mistakes the neighbors make, they can be exempted from punishment as long as they pay money?"
"Here's the deal, Yi Zhonghai, you name your price. How much does it cost to scold you? This should be cheap, right? I'll buy it."
With that, Yan Jiekuang jumped off the bench and strode forward.
Yan Bugui jumped up from the stool and scolded, "Third brother, do you want a beating? Get back here right now, or I'll deal with you when I get home tonight."
"I don't!"
Yan Jiekuang, with his short legs, walked to the table and stood next to Yi Zhonghai. "I just want to ask Yi Zhonghai how much it costs to scold him. I scolded him right here today."
Yi Zhonghai glanced sideways at Yan Jiekuang, his face flushed with anger, wishing he could kick that brat of the Yan family to death.
“Yan Jiekuang, I am at least your elder, how could you say such a thing?”
Yi Zhonghai's face darkened. "Yan Bugui, is this how you raise your children? They're so bad at such a young age. Who will be able to control them when they grow up?"
Upon hearing Yi Zhonghai's words, Yan Bugui's expression changed, and he immediately became indignant, almost slamming his fist on the table.
Before he could even retort, Yan Jiekuang opened his mouth and cursed: "Yi Zhonghai, are you an idiot? You're still acting like a senior to me. Who was it that attacked me yesterday? I still have a big bump on the back of my head, and you still have the nerve to talk back!"
"You...you child..."
Yi Zhonghai looked down at Yan Jiekuang, really wanting to slap him to death; he was just too hateful.
Yan Jiekuang also raised his head and glared angrily at Yi Zhonghai: "I'm going to curse you today! You think you're rich? If you're so capable, then pay me to stop cursing you!"
What is that?
Yi Zhonghai's brain isn't working properly. If you're so capable, then spend money to buy your way out of this mess.
Is that even allowed?!
Everyone was equally dumbfounded. This sounded more like a robbery, a blatant robbery of Yi Zhonghai right under their noses.
Yi Zhonghai steadied himself, suppressing the urge to slap Yan Jiekuang to death, and tried to keep his tone calm. "Jiekuang, if you don't have any pocket money, you can tell me. As your elder, I won't abandon you. Tell me what you want to buy and how much money you need?"
"It's not about what I buy, but what I sell to you."
Yan Jiekuang made a face. "One hundred yuan, are you buying it or not? If not, I'll stand on that table right now and start cursing!"
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