Courtyard House: Report enemy agents at the start, and you'll take off immediately.

"Zhao De, don't talk nonsense!"

"When I was having dinner with Director Yang just now, he specifically mentioned that the Jia family's matter was all thanks to Uncle Yi's intercession."

"Otherwise, Jia Dongxu would have been transferred to another branch factory."

"Everyone knows that our steel rolling mill, at least, has some meat to eat every day at noon, if nothing else."

"But life was so tough in those branch factories. They were lucky if they could eat meat once a month."

Xu Damao's sudden remarks surprised both Zhao De and Yi Zhonghai.

Because the two of them had been quietly observing and waiting for the show to unfold.

Especially Yi Zhonghai, who suddenly defended himself when he saw Xu Damao.

For a moment, they were completely baffled, wondering what Xu Damao was up to.

Could it be that he wants my help so that he can return to the factory?

But that's obviously impossible, given Xu Damao's past stains.

Even if Yi Zhonghai were willing to help, he would be powerless to do so and would be unable to do so.

Just then, Zhao De looked at Xu Damao.

But an unexpected situation was discovered with him.

[Xu Damao's hat: Hahaha, the owner has something to hide!]

Thief?

Who are you referring to?

Zhao De was very confused.

[Xu Damao's hat: You are the master's enemy. Don't think I don't know. The master's current predicament is all your fault, but I won't tell you.]

[Liu Haizhong's hat: Let me tell you, Xu Damao just sneaked away.]

Zhao De quickly grasped two important pieces of information.

Sneak away, thief!

In that instant, he recalled the scene where Bang Geng stole Xu Damao's money.

Zhao De immediately had the answer in his mind.

It's just unclear whose house was burgled just now.

By the way, no matter which company he went to.

A simple inspection of the house will reveal some clues when it is anthropomorphized.

If there's no problem with the front yard, we can find out by taking a look at the middle and back yards later.

Zhao De was not worried about his house being robbed.

After all, there's nothing of value in the house worth stealing, unless someone deliberately causes damage.

"Zhao De, you have to pay this money."

As Zhao De repeatedly shifted the blame onto himself.

Yi Zhonghai was also angry, since the other party had already addressed him by his first name.

"Ha, I refuse to believe there's nowhere to reason with people."

"If you're so tough, go ahead and find Director Wang from the subdistrict office. You can pay for it yourself."

"Anyway, I'm not paying for it. It's so cold, and I'm too lazy to waste any more time with you."

"Do whatever you want, let's see what else you can do to me!"

Zhao De, not wanting to get into any more trouble, pushed his cart and walked straight into the yard.

As we passed through the pitch-black Jia Zhangshi, I took the opportunity to say a few words:

“Jia Zhangshi, it’s so cold, you should go wherever you want, don’t stay here and cause trouble.”

"You can't do anything, you're always hungry, and we still have to go to work!"

"You really have nothing better to do. It's been cold lately, so why don't you add some soil to Old Jia's soil so he doesn't get cold!"

Zhao De's mouth is so sweet it's like it's been coated with honey; he's determined to drive Jia Zhangshi crazy!

Madam Jia was no pushover either, and immediately retorted.

They then called over three elderly men and others to stop Zhao De from leaving.

However, if Zhao De really wanted to leave, no one would dare to stop him.

His background is no joke.

This made Jia Zhangshi so angry that she started crying again.

Chapter 43 The courtyard house welcomes a notorious thief!

He Yushui followed Zhao De quietly, like an invisible person.

Yi Zhonghai raised his hand and shouted a few words, but when he saw that Zhao De ignored him, he felt exhausted and regretful.

She shouldn't have dragged Zhao De out to shield her in the first place. Although it did successfully divert the Jia family's attention and make them focus their resentment on Zhao De.

However, the situation has developed to such a tense point that the conflict between the two sides is now irreconcilable.

Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but wonder, "Wasn't everything fine before? How come Zhao De has suddenly become so bold lately?"

"Master Zhao, wait a minute, you forgot to take your coal!"

Just as the coal deliveryman was about to leave, he remembered that he hadn't handed the coal to Zhao De yet, so he quickly put a sack of coal on the back of Zhao De's bicycle.

Then he quickly left, and the dramatic scene finally came to an end.

When he passed by the Intermediate People's Court, Zhao De finally found out whose house had been burgled, which surprised and surprised him!

He also realized that Xu Damao had really struck it rich this time, and Yi Zhonghai must have saved much more money than he did.

"Dezi, I've always supported you!"

At this moment, Liu Haizhong arrived and quickly expressed his friendliness.

"Uncle, here are some pieces of pig's head meat and three braised eggs. If you don't mind, you can take them back for breakfast tomorrow morning."

Since we've already offended the eldest and third uncles in the courtyard.

Now that Uncle Er was taking the initiative to be friendly, Zhao De couldn't push him to the opposite side, so Zhao De simply gave him all the ingredients he planned to use for noodles the next day.

"Where."

Liu Haizhong accepted it without hesitation, his face beaming.

“That Jia Zhangshi is just being ridiculous. With me here, you definitely won’t suffer any losses.”

"Of course! I knew your second uncle was the most fair and impartial. In my opinion, the position of the eldest uncle belongs to you."

This sentence is pleasant to hear.

Her eyes were almost slits from laughing so hard.

As everyone gradually dispersed, Yi Zhonghai naturally returned to his own courtyard.

An older woman nearby kept muttering about Zhao De's faults.

Just as the two walked across the covered walkway, they saw that the door to their own courtyard was wide open, and Yi Zhonghai's heart skipped a beat.

"You didn't lock the door when you came out, did you?"

"Look at my memory, I forgot."

"Go back and check quickly."

Yi Zhonghai was so anxious that cold sweat poured down his forehead.

The two rushed home and the first thing they did was head straight for the wardrobe.

When they opened the round tin box of face cream, Yi Zhonghai and the old lady were so frightened that their legs went weak.

Yi Zhonghai's hand trembled as he reached into the box and touched it, hoping it was just an illusion.

But the metal wall his fingertips touched brought him back to the harsh reality—the box was empty, ruthlessly shattering any lingering hope he had.

"This is impossible!"

"Old man, what are we going to do!"

The middle-aged woman was already unsteady on her feet and sat on the bed, her voice filled with unprecedented panic.

"You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask? Hurry up and think about whether anyone sneaked out just now."

Yi Zhonghai's words were full of complaints and blame.

He left first, and the older woman arrived after him, so the blame for not locking the door naturally falls on the older woman.

But now was not the time to complain and blame each other, so the two of them began to recall if anyone who had been present had quietly left.

The focus of attention is on the "sticky" (a type of Chinese idiom), but no matter what Yi Zhonghai and the old lady think.