Courtyard House: The Entire Clan's Extraordinary Marriage to Triplets, a Celestial Beauty

The deaf old woman's tone softened slightly, but she still didn't relent: "As for my dear grandson, he'll contribute whatever he can. He's too impulsive; this is a good way to teach him a lesson, so he won't always act without thinking. Don't worry, I'll definitely find a way to get the money back this time. Li Dabiao wants to tear a piece of flesh from us? I'll not only knock out his teeth, but I'll also stew him while I'm at it! That damned little beast, does he really think I'm easy to bully?"

Zhang Cuilan looked at the confident-looking deaf old woman, hesitated for a long time, but didn't dare to say anything. She could only nod helplessly.

But the thought of actually giving Li Dabiao so much money filled him with bitterness. This money was his and Yi Zhonghai's life savings, money meant for their retirement.

The deaf old woman seemed to see through his thoughts and then spoke directly: "Cuilan, don't be afraid. After we get out of here this time, I'll go to Yang Weimin and ask him to get Xiaoyi's fitter upgrade exam done as soon as possible. By then, Xiaoyi will be an eighth-grade worker, earning 99 yuan a month. With subsidies, that'll be more than 100 yuan. Don't worry, I will definitely find a way to get the money Li Dabiao took back with Xiaoyi."

But when Zhang Cuilan heard these words, the sorrow on her face did not lessen at all.

The deaf old woman shook her head helplessly and said in a low voice, "Cuilan, why are you so silly? It's just a few thousand yuan. It's not like we can't get it back. If you really feel bad about it, go to the bottom of my bed and get a few pieces of yellow croaker for Li Dabiao. It's just that I don't have that much cash on hand. Otherwise, what would be the harm in me paying for you? The main thing is that I'm afraid that little bastard Li Dabiao will do something bad to us."

Seeing that the deaf old woman's expression was not good, Zhang Cuilan quickly waved her hand and said, "Grandma, I'll listen to you. Just tell me what I should do after I get down."

The deaf old woman thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Here's what you should do: go find Chief Song of the police station and see if we can meet. Xiao Yang has already put in a good word for us at the police station, so they should be able to grant us that request."

Ten minutes later.

In the visiting room, the deaf old woman, Zhang Cuilan, and Director Song sat together.

At that moment, the door creaked open, and Yi Zhonghai, Jia Zhangshi, and He Yuzhu walked in.

Upon entering, Yi Zhonghai and the others beamed with joy, but Jia Zhangshi was filled with impatience. The past few days in the cage had been utterly unbearable. Jia Zhangshi prided herself on the Jia family's prestigious status; when had she ever suffered like this in all her years? So, upon seeing Zhang Cuilan, she didn't hesitate to launch into a tirade: "Zhang Cuilan, what are you good for? The old lady said yesterday that you could release us, so why did you only come today? I think you deliberately wanted us to suffer in these cages while you enjoyed yourself outside!"

These words made Zhang Cuilan's expression change.

Upon hearing this, the deaf old woman wished she could hit Jia Zhangshi with her cane. She glanced at Director Song sitting next to her and cursed inwardly: "Has this brainless woman gone mad? All the people inside are busy with Cuilan outside, and this shrew doesn't even offer a few words of comfort, but instead comes up to cause trouble."

Director Song, seeing the men's impatient expressions, said, "Are you going to talk or not? If you're not going to talk, go back to your cages. I'm telling you, Jia Zhangshi, Yi Zhonghai, and He Yuzhu, you three only have two days left. If Li Dabiao doesn't drop the charges within two days, your cases will go to trial. Once the trial begins, based on the current evidence and witnesses, you'll likely be sentenced to at least a year and a half, if not several years."

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately became anxious.

Yi Zhonghai could no longer hold back and blurted out urgently, "Director Song, something's not right, Madam, Cuilan, didn't you say you'd already settled everything? Didn't you talk to Director Yang? Why do we still need to hold a trial?"

Zhang Cuilan glanced at the deaf old woman, and seeing her nod, she then roughly recounted the whole incident.

Yi Zhonghai's expression changed drastically upon hearing this: "What? We're all neighbors in the same courtyard, and Li Dabiao dares to defy the world and ask for ten thousand yuan? Is he crazy? Has he ever seen how much ten thousand yuan is?"

Even Director Song, sitting next to him, couldn't help but grin and rub his teeth when he heard about the 10,000 yuan: "Good heavens, that kid Li Dabiao, I thought he was a bit crazy the other day, but looking at him now, he's more than just a bit crazy, he's practically a madman! But then again, even if he weren't a madman, he wouldn't dare say something like 'the whole village kneels before the lake.' We can't afford to mess with him, we can't afford to mess with him. It's best to avoid dealing with this kind of madman, he's too damn scary."

At this point, Jia Zhangshi could no longer hold back. She plopped down on the ground and began to wail, "That damned Li Dabiao, that damned little beast, deserves to be hit by a car and killed! Old Jia, come quickly! We, a widow and her children, have been bullied by a peasant! Please come and take him away..."

Director Song's face turned cold: "Jia Zhangshi, I think we need to add another charge against you: promoting feudal superstition?"

Upon hearing this, Jia Zhangshi abandoned her cursing and immediately scrambled to her feet, looking utterly cowardly, and dared not utter another word.

Director Song then stood up: "Alright, let me make this clear first. You have a maximum of two days. Once the verdict is handed down in two days, there's nothing anyone can do. By the way, let me remind you of something: even if you don't agree to pay them compensation, it's best not to provoke Li Dabiao and his gang. If Li Dabiao brings people to cause trouble during these two days, or even during your trial, then your final charge of disrupting the worker-peasant alliance might actually hold true. Alright, you can discuss the rest yourselves. I'll go out now. You have a maximum of 20 minutes."

Watching Director Song leave the house.

Sha Zhu finally couldn't hold back any longer, sticking out his neck: "So what if I get sentenced? At worst, I'll just spend a few months in jail. What am I afraid of? Damn it, when I get out, I'll definitely go and smother Li Dabiao."

Upon hearing this, Yi Zhonghai's expression changed immediately: "Shut up! What do you mean by 'at worst, you'll only serve a few months'? You know, even if you're only sentenced to half a month, you'll lose your job, and no one can protect you."

Hearing this, Sha Zhu felt a little apprehensive, but he gritted his teeth and said, "So what if it's gone? 37.5 a month, I can earn more at any restaurant. Why would I be afraid?"

When Yi Zhonghai saw that Sha Zhu dared to argue with him, his face immediately darkened. Just as he was about to reprimand Sha Zhu, the deaf old woman spoke up: "Alright, Xiao Yi, now is not the time to talk about this. Let's talk about how to raise the money."

When Jia Zhangshi heard that they had to raise money, she immediately protested, saying that it meant she would have to spend money too. She plopped down on the ground and began to wail, "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! I have no money, not a single penny! You want me to give you money? Never in my next life!"