Upon hearing this, Xu Damao was also in a dilemma, as he had never encountered this situation before and had no experience.
"If you ask me, one of the punishments is corporal punishment, like cleaning the yard for two months."
Xu Damao's face was serious as he pondered, "Secondly, I think we should make some compensation to Qin Huairu, how about fifty yuan?"
Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui exchanged a glance and nodded.
Just then, Jia Zhangshi shouted, "No, this must be reported to the police. That old bastard Yi Zhonghai has ill intentions. My son just died, and he's already eyeing my daughter-in-law. This punishment is too lenient."
"It's fine if we don't report it to the police, just make him give us five hundred yuan."
Five hundred yuan?
Good heavens, everyone gasped in shock.
Jia Zhangshi is really bold to ask for money. Does she even know how much five hundred yuan is? Most of the people in this courtyard are just ordinary workers from the steel rolling mill, earning only thirty to forty yuan a month.
In other words, even if these people didn't eat or drink for a year, they still wouldn't be able to save up.
Moreover, they also have to support their families. It's no exaggeration to say that they wouldn't be able to save this much in ten years.
Even Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui were at a loss for words.
"Mom, how could you do this...?"
"Shut up, you shameless thing!" Jia Zhangshi glared fiercely at Qin Huairu with her triangular eyes. "I'll deal with you when we get home."
Yi Zhonghai took a deep breath: "I don't have that much money. My family can only come up with three hundred. That's all I can offer. But I still stand by what I said: the innocent are innocent. I, Yi Zhonghai, have lived an upright life and have never done anything against my conscience."
"I've got this messed up today, even if it wasn't shit, it's still shit, I accept it!"
“However, from now on, I, Yi Zhonghai, will have no further connection with your Jia family, whether it be with Jia Zhangshi or Qin Huairu.”
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