Courtyard Houses: Rewards for Reporting? I, an Outlaw!

Yi Zhonghai was really badly beaten!

He was spitting out blood and foam!

The police officers quickly mobilized the residents of the compound to find a way to send the person to Xiehe General Hospital for treatment.

The group quickly borrowed a flatbed cart from the courtyard across the street and worked together to lift Yi Zhonghai out of the courtyard. However, Yi Zhonghai struggled and pointed at the police officers, his mouth moving as if he wanted to say something.

The police officers quickly went over to them.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have been reported by a resident of the compound! Reward: 80 jin of pork, 50 jin of white sugar, and 20 jin of White Rabbit milk candy!]

As soon as the notification sound ended, the police officer came over and asked:

"Comrade Zhang San, Yi Zhonghai reported that you just prevented everyone from going to the police station to report the case. Is that true?"

Zhang San said without any hesitation:

"That's right! I do advise people to try not to report it to the police."

"After all, last night Yi Zhonghai took He Yushui door-to-door and told us to try not to report to the police station if anything happened."

"That would have a very bad impact!"

"Furthermore, you can ask the residents in the compound; Yi Zhonghai and Sha Zhu have a relationship like father and son!"

"Who can tell if they're really fighting or just faking it?"

"At first I thought they were testing us to see if we'd obey!"

"Later I realized it seemed like he'd really been beaten quite badly, so I immediately had an older woman report it to the police!"

"I'm telling the truth, you can ask everyone if you don't believe me!"

As he spoke, Zhang San looked at everyone and asked:

"Come on, everyone, tell me, did Yi Zhonghai take Sha Zhu to knock on every door last night to talk about this matter of not being allowed to report it to the police?"

Seeing that everyone nodded in agreement, the two police officers closed Yi Zhonghai's report on the spot.

Sha Zhu was taken to the police station, and Yi Zhonghai was sent to the hospital.

The compound returned to calm.

The next morning, Sha Zhu went to work as usual.

He deliberately waited a while when passing by the front yard, and then went out with Zhang San.

"Thank you for yesterday!" Sha Zhu shouted.

"If I hadn't happened to see what happened with Yi Zhonghai and it hadn't reminded me, I really don't know how long I would have been fooled by him!"

"I'll treat you to a meal at a restaurant sometime when I have time!"

Zhang San scoffed at the kindness shown by Sha Zhu.

Sha Zhu is a stubborn man; he only has eyes for Qin Huairu.

He wasted so many years for Qin Huairu, only to end up freezing to death under a bridge.

You can't wake someone who's pretending to be asleep; they're not worth getting close to!

Otherwise, you will surely suffer the consequences!

It's enough to just go through the motions.

"polite!"

"No need for meals. From now on, my master and I will get our food at the cafeteria. You can take care of us!"

Silly Pillar laughed:

"That's easy!"

Seeing Zhang San get on his bike and leave, Sha Zhu hurriedly asked:

"How much did you use to exchange this bicycle ticket? I'd like to find out the price; I'm thinking of buying one in a couple of days."

"130," Zhang San said casually.

"Have you ever studied cooking? Your noodles look absolutely delicious!"

"Well, my teacher taught me a little bit at school, so I only learned the basics," Zhang San lied.

"You've only learned a little bit and you can still cook such good noodles, that's already very impressive. I can teach you a few tricks sometime!"

"Uh, that works too!" Zhang San didn't refuse. If he could learn one or two home-style stir-fries, that would be great.

The two chatted idly along the way and entered the workshop together.

Wang Yingliang, looking puzzled, pulled Zhang San aside.

"Why are you laughing and joking around with Sha Zhu?"

Zhang San laughed and recounted how Sha Zhu had brutally beaten Yi Zhonghai the previous night.

After hearing this, Wang Yingliang laughed loudly:

"This is truly gratifying!"

"I never imagined that bastard Yi Zhonghai would do so many heinous things!"

……

After lunch, Zhang San asked Wang Yingliang for leave, rode his bicycle out of the steel rolling mill, and went to find Lei Yu's house according to the address on the note.

After wandering through the streets and alleys and asking several people, Zhang San finally found Lei Yu's house in a makeshift shed.

At this moment, Lei Yujia is focused on drawing design sketches at her desk.

Zhang San didn't disturb them and watched quietly for a while.

Every time Lei Yujia finished drawing a picture, he would frown and ponder for a while.

After a few attempts, Lei Yujia seemed to have encountered some problem. He impatiently threw down the pencil in his hand, lit a cigarette, and started smoking.

He glanced over out of the corner of his eye and asked, "Have you been here a while?"

Zhang San nodded, pointed to the design draft, and said:

"I arrived when you were drawing that part."

"Is there a problem with this design?"

"I've seen you revise it more than ten times."

Lei Yujia looked over when he heard this.

"Can you read design drawings?"

Zhang San nodded and smiled:

"My dad is a bricklayer. In order to help him improve, I specifically consulted a teacher who was in charge of architecture when I was in school. I learned some knowledge in this area and can read a little bit."

"This is actually not difficult. My dad can read a little bit, so there shouldn't be any problems with construction based on the blueprints."

Hearing this, Lei Yujia became curious and asked:

"Did you learn something at school and then go back and teach it to your dad?"

"At such an old age, can she still learn?"

Zhang San chuckled and said:

"This is indeed a bit tricky, but I have plenty of ways to deal with my dad!"

"If he doesn't study with me seriously, I'll tear down his house and make him rebuild it."

"Hahaha," Lei Yujia laughed.

"This joke isn't funny at all!"

"Aren't you afraid your dad will beat you to death?"

Zhang San shrugged and said:

"My dad can't beat me!"

"At first, he didn't believe in superstition either."

"But after I actually knocked down the wall a few times, he completely believed it."

"Later he studied very diligently."

"If I look at it from the perspective my teacher taught me, my dad's bricklaying skills might even surpass those of an eighth-grade bricklayer in some aspects!"

Lei Yujia gave a cold "humph," not taking it to heart.

"You went to a vocational school, right?"

"Tell your teacher next time you go back that his architectural skills are just average!"

Zhang San didn't refute it.

When it comes to architectural skills, very few people can match the Lei family of the Yangshi family!

"Master Lei, how about this? I'll invite my dad to the city tomorrow. You can give him a chance to see just how good his cooking is!"

"If he truly doesn't meet your standards, it'll be a good opportunity to dampen his arrogance!"

"I'll make sure he studies hard and improves every day."

Lei Yujia didn't reply, but after a moment of silence, he casually asked:

"Your name is Zhang San, right?"

Zhang San nodded.

Lei Yujia continued:

"You're an equipment repairman at Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill, and your mentor is an experienced fitter. I have something broken here; could you see if you can fix it?"

"If you can fix it, I can give you a chance to let your dad try."

Zhang San shook his head and laughed:

"I have great confidence in my skills; I'm sure I can fix it!"

"At the same time, I have great confidence in my father's culinary skills!"

"If I fix your things properly, and my dad's craftsmanship also satisfies you, could you please ask Master Lei to give my dad a job quota that allows him to work in the city?"