The way Yan Bugui reluctantly accepted the money made Liu Haizhong's eyelids twitch.
Only after Yan Bugui had gone far away did Yi Zhonghai finally feel relieved, his whole body utterly exhausted.
"Alright, it's almost midnight, everyone go home and get some sleep."
The large crowd dispersed from the central courtyard and went home.
Wang Dabao returned home, brewed a pot of tea, and sat down to review what had happened that night.
Even if Jia Zhangshi insists that Sha Zhu is spreading rumors, Yi Zhonghai will most likely not believe it. However, Jia Zhangshi admitted that she had said that Xu Damao had no descendants, which is a messy situation that cannot be cleared up.
Xu Damao wouldn't reveal that he was childless, as it concerned his future sexual happiness. He was too busy trying to hide it, so he was destined to suffer in silence from Sha Zhu.
As for how he tricked the deaf old woman, Sha Zhu, Yi Zhonghai, and others, the three of them would definitely suspect him once they got together.
Although they can conceal the truth themselves and the other party has no evidence and dares not confront them easily, there is no guarantee that they won't do something underhanded later.
Don't be fooled by Yi Zhonghai's constant calling of "Brother Da Bao" at night. If that old bastard catches you red-handed, he'll make you regret it. Wang Da Bao knows this very well.
Yi Zhonghai will definitely figure out the truth about Yan Jiekuang's mental trauma by the day after tomorrow at the latest.
After all, he had visited Yan Bugui's home before the conference, and he was the one who diagnosed Yan Jiekuang's illness and reported the treatment costs, which is highly suspicious.
However, Wang Dabao didn't care at all. He already had the money, and as long as Yan Jiekuang kept up the act for a few more days, the matter would be over.
Even when they finally saw Yan Jiekuang alive and well, there was no evidence to suggest that the child hadn't suffered some kind of mental trauma before.
Wang Dabao lit a cigarette, thinking to himself that he needed to find an auspicious time tomorrow to go and get a share of the money from Yan Bugui.
Before he could finish his cigarette, a series of eerie howls came from the courtyard.
I opened the door a crack, and lo and behold, in the middle of the night, it was that old scoundrel Liu Haizhong beating his son.
Listening to the sound of the belt whipping and the cries of the Liu brothers, Wang Dabao calmly drank the tea in his cup in one gulp.
"System, check in."
"Congratulations, host, you have received a set of fishing tackle and some bait as a reward."
"Congratulations, host, you have received a hunting bow and a hundred arrows as a reward."
Huh? That's it?
Wang Dabao waited a while and when the system went silent, he was a little disappointed; the rewards were getting fewer and fewer.
Check the rewards.
There are seven fishing rods in total. Except for one smaller reed rod, the rest are all made of bamboo and vary in size and length.
Summoning the fishing rod to his hand, Wang Dabao gave it a try. Although it looked simple to make, its durability and load-bearing capacity were excellent. He estimated that even a fish weighing 50 pounds could be easily handled by his strength.
The system also comes equipped with fishing line, hook, float, and bait.
Wang Dabao examined them carefully and found that all the items were from the same era, indicating that Tongzi had put a lot of effort into them.
But why can't I just have a sea fishing rod? There's a whole ocean in my space, it's all water!
He put the fishing rod away in the island's storeroom, and then a simple-looking hunting bow appeared in his hand.
When the hunting bow appeared, Wang Dabao's first impression was that it was heavy.
Secondly, the patterns on it gave him a sense of historical weight. In a flash, an arrow appeared in his hand. He nocked the arrow, drew the bow, aimed at the wooden door, and with a "bang," the arrow whistled and embedded itself in the wooden door.
Wang Dabao shook his arm. If his body hadn't been tempered, it would have taken a lot of effort to draw the bow. However, it also proved the value of the bow. After playing with it for a while, he put the hunting bow back into the island's warehouse.
The marks left on the door are insignificant compared to having a perfect bow and arrow.
The screams of Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu were intermittent and quite soothing to hear, but it was the middle of the night! Didn't that old dog Liu Haizhong know he was disturbing the peace?
There was nothing he could do; he couldn't very well stop people from beating their sons. So Wang Dabao had no choice but to go back to the island farm to sleep for the night.
......
Intermediate People's Court, Yi Zhonghai's home.
Yi Zhonghai listened to the sound of Liu Haizhong hitting the child, and coupled with his already somewhat agitated state, he tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
"Old Yi, I hope Liu Haizhong won't beat the child to death."
The older woman was startled by the screams and couldn't help but ask a question.
Yi Zhonghai snorted and replied, "It's not the first time he's hit a child. Don't worry, Liu Haizhong knows what he's doing."
A moment later, Yi Zhonghai sat up in the dark: "I have a feeling that something is wrong with what happened today!"
"Something's not right?"
The older woman sighed, "Don't you have to go to work tomorrow? Why don't you go to sleep first and think about it tomorrow?"
Yi Zhonghai ignored the older woman and continued talking to himself: "Jie Kuang is a very mischievous kid. How could he be so easily provoked by a group fight?"
"That shouldn't be the case!"
"Also, before the meeting, Zhu Zi said that Wang Dabao had visited Yan Bugui's house. Could there be some connection between these two things?!"
"You're overthinking things. Liu Haizhong has already given the money to him, what can he do now!" The old woman rolled over and continued, "Why don't you go to Old Yan's room tomorrow morning before you go to work and find out?"
"Okay, that's one way."
......
The next morning, Yi Zhonghai went out with dark circles under his eyes.
He barely slept last night; the only thing that kept replaying in his mind was that Yan Bugui had cheated him out of twenty-six yuan and fifty cents.
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