Chapter 640: Courtyard 16
The two of them were chatting and laughing, but although Lin Sui seemed to be concentrating on chatting with He Yushui, in fact, her consciousness had already drifted to Sha Zhu's house.
After all, the real show is going on there, and as a veteran "melon-eating crowd", how could she miss this rare excitement.
Yi Zhonghai was dragged into Sha Zhu's house by He Daqing. As soon as he entered, He Daqing pressed him down on the chair, and then sat down with his arms folded across his chest. His eyes were like a sharp knife, fixed on Yi Zhonghai's face.
The aroma of twice-cooked pork in the air could not suppress the coldness.
The room was eerily quiet, and the atmosphere was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.
Finally, Yi Zhonghai couldn't hold it in any longer. He gritted his teeth, forced a smile, and broke the silence.
Yi Zhonghai chuckled twice and rubbed his hands uncomfortably.
"Daqing, you won't leave this time, right? Zhuzi is getting married, and next year we'll have a big fat boy. The days ahead..."
"Don't talk about this useless stuff."
He Daqing sneered disdainfully. Although his voice was not loud, it made Yi Zhonghai's heart sink.
He looked Yi Zhonghai up and down, with a sarcastic sneer on his face.
He stretched out two fingers and shook them gently: “Whether I leave or not is not a big deal.
It’s time for you to pay back the money I have sent back to my children over the years.
One hundred and twenty a year, fourteen years, one thousand six hundred and eight.
I won’t calculate the interest with you in detail since you’ve saved it for so long. Let’s round it up to two thousand.
Plus, you've been picking up my son's filial gifts for free over the years, so another five hundred isn't too much, right?"
Yi Zhonghai got anxious when he heard this and was about to retort: "I really didn't intend to embezzle this money. Over the years, I have been very good to my two children..."
"You know whether I swallowed it or not, and I know it too."
He Daqing interrupted him, leaning forward slightly, the light reflecting two cold lights in his eyes, "You don't have to give me the money, it all depends on your choice.
If you give it to me, we will still be neighbors from now on; if you don’t give it to me——”
He raised his hand and knocked on the table twice. Although it was not hard, it felt like knocking on Yi Zhonghai's head.
"You know my temper. Now that I've marked a path for you and you refuse to leave, don't blame me for disregarding our years of neighborly friendship.
You, Yi Zhonghai, are an eighth-level fitter because of your skills, and you are treated with respect.
Without hands, you're just a crippled old man."
Having said this, He Daqing lowered his body again, and his voice was so low that only Yi Zhonghai could hear it.
There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone, but the content of his words was enough to send Yi Zhonghai to hell.
"Don't believe me, I don't even have to do this myself.
What was your plan when you accepted Jia Dongxu as your disciple?
How many real skills have you taught him?
After Jia Dongxu's death, why were you so attentive to the Jia family's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law?
Why do we have to deliver food to my apprentice’s wife in the cellar?
Lao Yi, Lao Yi, I didn’t expect that you are old but young at heart, and you still have so much fun.
Our upright uncle has a very exciting life behind the scenes.
If I were to reveal even a tiny bit of these things, your good days, Yi Zhonghai, would be over."
After saying this, He Daqing straightened up, picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, hummed an unknown tune, and leaned back in the chair leisurely.
With every word Yi Zhonghai heard, the chill he felt grew stronger.
When He Daqing finished speaking, he felt as if he was in a world of ice and snow. His whole body was cold and stiff, as if his blood was about to solidify.
He couldn't understand why He Daqing, who had been away from the courtyard for so many years, knew everything that happened in the courtyard.
What else does he know? Does he know all his secrets?
On second thought, there was only one possibility, that someone in the yard told He Daqing about these things.
But who has been secretly monitoring him?
Is it Liu Haizhong or Yan Bugui?
Or someone else?
Yi Zhonghai just felt confused.
This feeling of being secretly watched and plotted against made him feel more frightened than He Daqing's threats.
When Yi Zhonghai broke free from the terrible thoughts, he found that he was already drenched in cold sweat, and his whole body looked like he had just been pulled out of the water.
But he couldn't care less about that at the moment, his mind was only focused on getting things straight.
He tried to open his mouth, but only a hoarse "uh" came out of his throat, which was coldly blocked by He Daqing.
"Don't ask where the news came from."
He Daqing glanced at Yi Zhonghai out of the corner of his eye and tapped the table with his knuckles, each one sounding like it was hitting Yi Zhonghai's temples.
"If you want to know what's going on in the courtyard, I have my own way. If you're smart, keep this to yourself. If you're not, there's going to be a struggle session in the courtyard tonight.
You have to provide the money, tickets, and people. If Zhuzi and his wife lose even a hair, I will consider it your regret."
Yi Zhonghai knew clearly in his mind that he was being blackmailed by He Daqing.
As the eldest uncle in the yard and an eighth-level worker in the factory, it is very easy for him to take care of someone in the factory and the yard.
What He Daqing meant by "being sensible" now is not just about paying back the money. He must not cause trouble for Sha Zhu and the others in the future and must take better care of them.
Yi Zhonghai also understood that He Daqing could not return to Siheyuan now, otherwise he would not threaten him in this way.
But for now, he could only obey.
Anyway, He Daqing will leave sooner or later. After he leaves, there will always be a chance to find out the person who is monitoring him in the yard.
As for Sha Zhu, although he was exposed this time, as long as He Daqing left, who said he couldn't find another way to deal with him?
Thinking of this, Yi Zhonghai's tense nerves relaxed and the expression on his face became much more natural.
He regained his usual upright smile and folded his hands on the table.
"Over the years, Zhuzi has taken great care of my husband and me.
Now that he's getting married, how can I not show my support?
It was a good opportunity for me to give him the money I had saved for him before, as well as a private gift from me.
Now that they have a wife, I don’t have to worry about them anymore. They can just live their lives on their own.”
Having said this, Yi Zhonghai glanced outside the room, then turned his head and continued:
"It looks like the food will take a while to be ready. I'll go back and get the money and give it directly to the young couple.
I have a bottle of good wine here, let's have a good drink together tonight.
Daqing, wait for me, I will be back soon."
As he spoke, he quickly walked to the door and pushed it open.
How could He Daqing not see Yi Zhonghai's little thoughts? He had no intention of letting this old fox go.
But my daughter-in-law is right, let's not touch him for now.
His shortcomings are too obvious. As long as we are on guard and have something to hold on to, and have such a self-proclaimed moral role model managing the yard, many things will be much easier.
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