Courtyard House: Inheriting the Restaurant, the Jia Family Wants to Get It for Free

After hearing Liu Guangqi's words, the two policemen exchanged a glance, their faces darkening.

Another police officer couldn't help but curse, "This is utterly ridiculous! They were beaten up, and instead of providing clues to catch the culprit, they're thinking of falsely accusing others! What kind of mentality is that!"

The other policeman's face was even colder. He looked at Liu Haizhong, who was still groaning in the ward, with disgust in his eyes.

He turned to Liu Guangqi and warned him sternly, "Listen, go back and tell your father that false accusations are a serious crime! We'll let it slide this time because he was seriously injured. But if it happens again, or if we find out he's spreading rumors, we'll arrest him first!"

"Yes, yes, yes! I remember! I'll definitely tell him!"

Liu Guangqi nodded vigorously, finally feeling a huge weight lifted from his heart.

After the police officer finished speaking, he ignored them and turned to leave.

After all, he wouldn't get any information here in a short time, so there was no point in staying.

Liu Guangqi let out a long sigh of relief, feeling that his back was completely soaked.

He walked into the ward and looked at his father, who was still cursing Cheng Shuhai on the bed. For the first time, there was no fear in his eyes, only deep exhaustion and disgust.

The footsteps of the police gradually faded into the distance.

Liu Guangqi breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling as if he had been pulled out of the water; his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

He turned and went back to the ward, where he was met with his father Liu Haizhong's bloodshot, almost murderous eyes.

"Where are they? Why did the police leave?! Why didn't they arrest that little bastard Cheng Shuhai?!"

Liu Haizhong struggled, trying to sit up in bed. The sharp pain in his limbs made him let out a muffled groan, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

He roared like a madman, "I reported it! I did something meritorious! Why don't they believe me! Why!"

Looking at his father, who seemed to have gone mad, the last trace of affection in Liu Guangqi's eyes vanished, leaving only endless exhaustion and disgust.

"Dad, please stop calling out and focus on recovering."

He advised in a hoarse voice.

"Recover from my injuries? My life is over! I'm crippled! It's all Cheng Shuhai's fault! I want him dead! I want him dead!"

Liu Haizhong shouted hoarsely, spitting as he spoke.

Liu Guangqi was too lazy to argue with him anymore. He turned to look at his mother, Sun Dali, who was still silently weeping beside him, and asked the most pressing question at hand.

"Mom, with Dad in this state, he's definitely lost his job."

"What will happen to our family from now on?"

Liu Guangqi said.

One sentence, like a bucket of ice water, was poured over Sun Dali's head.

She trembled violently, her crying stopped abruptly, and she raised her head blankly.

Yes, the pillar supporting the family has collapsed. What will we do now?

The family's food and drink, Guangqi's studies, and the two younger children...

Just then, Liu Guangtian, the second son who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up, "What's so difficult about that? Big brother can just go to the factory and take over Dad's job."

"You're talking nonsense!"

Liu Haizhong almost instantly exploded, roaring without thinking, "Guangqi is going to study, go to a vocational school, and become a cadre! Successor? You dare mention successor?!"

He glared at Liu Guangtian, instinctively wanting to raise his hand to hit him, but the slightest movement caused excruciating pain.

"You little bastard, I'll beat you to death..."

He could only lie in bed, helplessly cursing.

Looking at his father's fierce but cowardly appearance, Liu Guangtian was not afraid at all; instead, a hint of undisguised pleasure curled up at the corner of his mouth.

He even deliberately leaned forward, taunting, "Dad, go ahead and hit me. I'll stand here and let you hit me."

Liu Guangfu, who was standing next to him, also chuckled softly.

This scene deeply stung Liu Haizhong.

His most prized violence and authority vanished at that moment.

He couldn't even discipline the son he despised the most.

"They've rebelled! They've all rebelled!" Liu Haizhong was so angry that he trembled all over, couldn't catch his breath, and started coughing violently.

"Stop arguing!"

Sun Dali finally snapped out of her despair, wiped away her tears, and her eyes suddenly became firm.

"Your dad is right, Guangqi can't take over the business; his future can't be jeopardized!"

She took a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind, and said resolutely, "I'll go! I'll go work at the steel mill! I'll take over your father's job and earn money to support you all!"

She looked at Liu Guangqi, her tone leaving no room for argument: "Guangqi, just focus on your studies! Don't worry about things at home!"

Then, she turned to Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu: "From today onwards, you two will stay at the hospital and take turns caring for your father! If I find out you're slacking off, I'll teach you a lesson when I get back!"

Sun Dali, who had been suppressed by her husband for many years, unleashed an astonishing burst of energy for the first time on the verge of family collapse.

And that's how it was settled.

Liu Guangqi looked at his mother, his heart filled with mixed emotions, and finally nodded.

……

In the afternoon, Liu Guangqi helped the dazed Sun Dali to the steel rolling mill.

The scheming between father and son, and the indifference between brothers, were far less terrifying than a cold reality—the family had run out of money.

They found Deputy Factory Director Yang's office.

"Director Yang..."

Liu Guangqi knocked on the door, adopting an extremely humble posture.

Deputy Factory Director Yang was reading documents when he looked up and saw them, and was slightly surprised.

After listening to Liu Guangqi explain his purpose and learning the details of how Liu Haizhong was crippled, Yang Xingguo remained silent for a moment.

He put down his pen and tapped his fingers lightly on the table.

He didn't have a good impression of Liu Haizhong; he was stupid, a sycophant, and almost implicated Director Zhou because of the fake liquor incident.

But after all, they are long-time workers in the factory, and now that they have fallen to this state, the factory cannot completely ignore them, both morally and logically.

With this in mind, Deputy Factory Director Yang made a decision.

He looked at the anxious mother and son in front of him and slowly said, "Comrade Sun Dali, I understand your situation. Comrade Liu Haizhong has worked for the factory for half his life, and now that his family is in trouble, the factory will definitely help."

Upon hearing this, Sun Dali and Liu Guangqi's faces immediately lit up with ecstasy.

P.S.: I'm taking a day off tomorrow, but will update as usual the day after.