Seeing that her son could already roll over easily, and fearing he might roll off the bed, Weihua decided to install a bed rail so that no matter how much the child rolled, he wouldn't be able to fall off.
With nothing much to do over the weekend, Wei Hua found some planks and tools outside and started working. The design wasn't particularly attractive, but it was sturdy.
It does affect the aesthetics after it's installed. But it ensures the child won't fall off the bed. When it comes to practicality, everything else has to take a backseat.
Looking at her husband's masterpiece, Yang Tao smiled broadly. Her smile contained a hint of mockery, a touch of pride, but above all, admiration for her husband.
I used to think my husband was good at everything, but now it seems there are areas where he's not proficient.
Doing something well or not is completely different from not doing it at all. Her husband's carpentry skills were indeed poor, but he was willing to try for the sake of their child. This is a father's love for his child.
Seeing that Wei Hua had already installed the safety railings, Yang Tao quickly went over to help. After all the railings were in place, she lifted the baby onto them. The family of three played on the bed for a long time.
Wei Hua and Yang Tao didn't leave the room until their son fell asleep, so as not to disturb his rest. Once in the kitchen, they each went about their own business. One washed and chopped vegetables, while the other washed the dishes. After the vegetables were chopped, Yang Tao began cooking.
Wei Hua and his wife would cook out a few times every few days; if they didn't cook at all, it might arouse suspicion.
Especially now that the Yan family is keeping a close eye on him, Wei Hua has to be extra careful. Wei Hua didn't expect the Yan family to be so petty. Almost ten days have passed, but they are still holding a grudge.
He never gave him a friendly look on ordinary days, and Yan Bugui would even deliberately sabotage him. He had originally thought that once he dealt with Yi Zhonghai and the Jia family, he could live a peaceful life. It seems he had taken things too lightly.
Since they were hostile towards him, Wei Hua didn't want to keep taking the beatings. Taking advantage of the courtyard's general meeting, he directly dragged Yan Bugui out.
“Yan Bugui, you used to be an old man in a courtyard house. I, a newly appointed old man, shouldn’t be using you as an example. But there are some things I have to say. The higher-ups keep saying that children are the future of the country. As a primary school teacher, I can’t instill my dirty ideas into the next generation.”
“As a teacher, you must have seen plenty of propaganda slogans. Those children are the future, the successors of our country. If you still hold onto those outdated ideas, I will report them to your school.”
Faced with Wei Hua's words, Yan Bugui dared not utter a single rebuttal. Just as Qin Huairu and Yi Zhonghai had dared not contradict Liu Haizhong before, because this was a privilege reserved for a powerful figure.
They had initially mocked Yi Zhonghai and his group for being used as examples by Liu Haizhong. Little did they know they too would one day be used as examples by Wei Hua. Though they dared not say anything, the entire Yan family harbored deep resentment towards Wei Hua.
Wei Hua didn't criticize Yan Bugui indefinitely. His criticism was merely to let Yan Bugui know that he wasn't someone to be trifled with. If Yan Bugui remained obstinate, Wei Hua wouldn't mind giving the Yan family a good dressing down.
After discussing Yan Bugui's matter, he began to promote the policies from above. Promoting these policies was, in his mind, the responsibility of an elder. He mainly promoted positive and uplifting ideas. Wei Hua had already said this many times before, so he only briefly mentioned it before ending the meeting. Wei Hua didn't want to incur the wrath of the crowd like Liu Haizhong.
I thought that was the end of it, but in the middle of the night, the system's voice rang out.
"Congratulations, host, on forming a karmic bond with Yan Bugui. Karmic settlement in progress. Congratulations, host, on receiving a thousandfold critical hit. Your physique is increased by 10, you receive 800 cash, and you have acquired intermediate mental arithmetic skills."
Hearing the system's voice, Wei Hua knew what Yan Bugui had done to him again. He casually used his spatial abilities to check his house and found some water stains near the door. He knew without a doubt that this was Yan Bugui's doing.
For such a trivial matter, Wei Hua didn't even get out of bed, holding his wife as he went back to sleep. As he slept, he heard some noises coming from the yard, and when he opened his eyes, he realized it was already daylight outside.
Now that it was already daylight, Wei Hua was no longer sleepy. Opening the door, he found the Yan family bustling about. Yan Bugui was standing at the door, covered in dirt, while the entire Yan family was fetching water to wash him.
The stench seemed to tell the story of Yan Bugui's ordeal. Yan Bugui covered his mouth, as if he didn't want to vomit.
With such a big incident in the front yard, everyone in the courtyard got up. Seeing Yan Bugui's appearance, everyone covered their mouths and noses and left; the smell of the Yan family's house was really strong.
The others were alright, but Wei Hua's family was in a rather miserable situation. It was because Wei Hua lived right across from the Yan family, and to avoid being bothered by them, Wei Hua and Yang Tao went back to their room and hid in their spatial dimension. The family of three then indulged in a life of luxury within Wei Hua's space.
After eating and drinking their fill, Yang Tao took the child and retreated to her own space, while Wei Hua left the courtyard without bothering with the Yan family's affairs.
The system's retaliation is not that simple. If it were just a matter of falling into the toilet and getting a good meal, Yi Zhonghai and his men wouldn't have suffered such a terrible fate.
After washing up, Yan Bugui rode his bicycle, which rattled everywhere except for the bell, towards school. Even in this state, Yan Bugui would not skip work.
But when Yan Bugui reached a downhill intersection, he realized he couldn't brake his bicycle at all. He was already halfway down the long slope. Even if he tried to use his feet to rub against the ground, he couldn't.
All Yan Bugui could do was control the handlebars of his bicycle to prevent himself from falling off, and keep shouting to get everyone out of the way to avoid hitting others.
The people made way, but a car was parked at the bottom of the slope. The bicycle handlebars, of all times, got stuck. Yan Bugui could only watch helplessly as he collided with the car.
With a loud bang, the bicycle collided with the car. Fortunately, the car was parked there, otherwise Yan Bugui might have been run over. Even so, at the moment of impact, Yan Bugui was thrown from the bicycle onto the car.
It rolled directly onto the ground from the windshield of the car. Not only did it slightly indent the windshield, but it also shattered the glass. The person lay on the ground groaning, clearly badly injured.
The car driver, hearing the commotion, immediately ran over. Upon seeing the damage to his superior's car, the driver rushed over again, quickly opened the car door, and protected his leader.
Seeing his still-shaken boss, the driver knew this was no small matter. He'd at least get a scolding. If he'd known this would happen, he shouldn't have been buying breakfast for his boss.
"You handle this here. I have a rather important meeting to attend at the bureau."
Hearing his superior's words, the driver had no choice but to stay at the scene to handle the matter. The driver also understood the hidden meaning in his superior's words: Yan Bugui must not be let off the hook.
The rest was relatively simple. When the police arrived, they inquired about the details of the incident and began handling the matter on-site. Since all the fault lay with Yan Bugui, he was responsible for compensating for all the losses.
The car window alone cost over 1,000 yuan, and with other scratches and dents, Yan Bugui ended up paying over 1,200 yuan in damages. This doesn't even include the fact that Yan Bugui's bicycle was completely deformed, or his own medical expenses.
Car windows don't usually break, so if someone could shatter a car window, you can tell how badly Yan Bugui was hurt.
Yan Bugui broke four ribs, and his leg and hand bones also suffered severe impact. He started crying out as soon as he was taken to the hospital, distressed not only about the cost but also about his own health.
The thought of spending over 1300 yuan in just one day made Yan Bugui feel like his heart was bleeding; the pain was indescribable.
Even when other members of the Yan family came to the hospital and learned about Yan Bugui's condition, they felt a pang of heartache. It wasn't just 1.3 yuan, but a full 1300 yuan. Anyone would feel distressed in that situation. But what's done is done, and there was nothing that could be done, no matter how much they felt sorry.
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