Courtyard House: A Carefree Life Begins with a Lottery of Wish Power

Lin Zhuo looked at Yi Zhonghai and whispered:

"This matter has nothing to do with anyone else. I suggest that you, your second uncle's family, your third uncle, Xu Damao, and I go to your house to explain this matter clearly. Also, Brother Zhuzi is more fair and impartial, so he can also be a witness."

Lin Zhuo had barely finished speaking when He Yuzhu, who was standing to the side, was overjoyed, before Yi Zhonghai could even reply.

"I think Lin Zhuo makes a good point."

Yi Zhonghai glared at He Yuzhu, who immediately shut up.

Lin Zhuo's request was not excessive. Yi Zhonghai glanced at Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui, and neither of them had any objections.

Yi Zhonghai nodded and said:

"Okay, then come to my house."

With the radio broken and no excitement to watch, everyone in the courtyard went home.

They were enjoying listening to the radio, but Lin Zhuo's outburst ruined it, and the neighbors inevitably had some complaints about him.

The system notifications in Lin Zhuo's mind never stopped.

"Zhang San's wish power +1".

"Zhao Si's wish power +1".

The ones from Liu Haizhong's family and Xu Damao are even more outrageous.

"+10 from Liu Hai's wishes."

"+10 from Auntie Er's wish power."

"+10 from Liu Guangtian's wish power."

"+10 from Liu Guangfu's wish power."

"+10 from Xu Damao's wish power."

Several people involved entered Yi Zhonghai's home, filling the small room to the brim.

The three elderly men sat down on the chairs, while everyone else had to stand.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Yi Zhonghai said:

"Now that there's no one else around, we can say whatever we want."

As he spoke, Yi Zhonghai looked at Lin Zhuo and said:

"Lin Zhuo, everyone was there when what happened just now. Stop beating around the bush and give me a reasonable explanation."

Xu Damao quickly added:

"Lin Zhuo, these three gentlemen are very strict and don't tolerate any nonsense. Don't even think about trying to pin this on me."

He Yuzhu witnessed what happened. If it were someone else, He Yuzhu would definitely say that the person who pushed the other was fully responsible.

But this time Xu Damao was involved, and He Yuzhu was naturally eager to see Xu Damao suffer, so he couldn't help but speak up for Lin Zhuo.

He Yuzhu raised his voice:

"Xu Damao, I saw with my own eyes that you knocked the radio over, so stop trying to deny it."

"Since you have money, why not just buy Uncle a new one?"

Upon hearing He Yuzhu's words, Xu Damao immediately became anxious.

"Hey, you idiot, you're really pushing your luck, aren't you? I may be rich, but I'm not a sucker."

As Xu Damao spoke, he rolled up his sleeves.

He Yuzhu, of course, was not intimidated at all, and said:

"What, you want to spar with me again?"

When Yi Zhonghai saw the two arguing, he shouted:

"Are you two ever going to shut up?

Xu Damao and He Yuzhu then quieted down.

Lin Zhuo calmly said:

"Sir, since there are no unrelated people here, I won't beat around the bush."

"When I pushed Xu Damao just now, it was indeed to break the radio."

Upon hearing this, Xu Damao was so excited he almost jumped up and shouted:

"Silly Zhu, did you hear that? It has nothing to do with me."

"Gentlemen, Lin Zhuo himself admitted that he deliberately broke the radio, so this is none of my business. I'll be leaving now."

Before Yi Zhonghai could speak, Lin Zhuo said:

"Don't rush, you have something else to do."

Upon hearing Lin Zhuo's words, Yi Zhonghai knew it was inappropriate to let Xu Damao leave first, so he gestured to Xu Damao to wait a moment.

Liu Haizhong's family was furious when they heard Lin Zhuo's words.

Liu Guangtian angrily said:

"Lin Zhuo, you broke our brand new radio. You have to replace it with a brand new one exactly the same."

The second aunt also chimed in from the side:

"Lin Zhuo, what's it to you that we bought a radio? Why are you so malicious, smashing our radio?"

Liu Haizhong also said angrily:

"Lin Zhuo, you may have some opinions about me at work, but they are all about the issues, not me personally. You didn't have to smash my radio."

Yi Zhonghai remained silent, because this was also something he wanted to figure out.

Although Lin Zhuo and Liu Haizhong didn't get along very well, it wasn't to the point that they would smash someone's radio.

Moreover, Lin Zhuo doesn't seem like such a reckless person.

Lin Zhuo ignored the murderous looks on Liu Haizhong's family's faces, glanced around at everyone, and said seriously:

"Everyone, I'm under tremendous pressure today, risking offending the entire neighborhood."

"For what reason?"

He Yuzhu subconsciously replied:

"Yes, for what reason?"

Lin Zhuo silently awarded He Yuzhu the Golden Award for Best Straight Man.

"I'm doing this to protect Xu Damao, to protect Second Uncle's family, to protect First Uncle, Third Uncle, and our entire compound!"

As soon as Lin Zhuo finished speaking, everyone present was stunned.

They understood every single word Lin Zhuo said, but when they put them together in a sentence, they couldn't understand it at all.

Xu Damao's eyes widened, and he angrily said:

"Lin Zhuo, stop trying to confuse me."

"You smashed the radio and you're saying it's for our own good? You're kidding me!"

Liu Haizhong's family also chimed in.

Lin Zhuo didn't say much, but simply walked to the radio, pointed at it, and said:

"Xu Damao, can you tell me what channel you just received?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Damao felt a slight, inexplicable tightness in his heart, but he stubbornly insisted, saying:

"What business is it of mine what station I receive? What does that have to do with you smashing the radio?"

Yi Zhonghai, being an experienced and shrewd man, immediately sensed the potential problems when Lin Zhuo raised this question.

"Xu Damao, tell me honestly, what kind of channel is this?"

When Yi Zhonghai asked him a serious question, Xu Damao dared not refuse to answer and stammered:

"Maybe, it might be from Tianjin TV. I don't know much about Peking Opera."

Yi Zhonghai pressed him for an answer:

"Xu Damao, I'll ask you one more time, what channel is it?"

Xu Damao said helplessly:

"Uncle, I just randomly tuned in. I heard someone singing Peking Opera, so I listened. I really don't know what station it is."

Yi Zhonghai turned to Lin Zhuo and asked in a gentle tone:

"Lin Zhuo, do you know what channel this is?"

Liu Hai had a vague premonition of something and felt a little nervous, so he pressed on, asking:

"Lin Zhuo, stop keeping me in suspense, what channel is this?"

Lin Zhuo chuckled inwardly. Thanks to his new skill, he naturally knew what this was all about.

This is the famous "Voice of Rakshasa".

It's reasonable to assume that large cities like Beijing would experience significant interference.

It's hard to say whether Xu Damao was lucky or unlucky, but he actually received it clearly.

Lin Zhuo knew perfectly well what was going on, but it was impossible for him to say that it was the "Voice of Rakshasa".

Otherwise, others could turn the tables and say, "How did you know? You must have heard about it too."