Courtyard House: Starting as an eighth-grade worker, with too many wives.

"Thinking about how he's treated me all these years, this time, I have to celebrate properly!"

The neighbors laughed.

Everyone in the hospital knows about his affair with Sha Zhu.

"See you later!"

Xu Damao waved his hand, picked up the chicken, and went straight to Li Jian's house.

"Oh, you're here?"

When Li Jianguo saw him, he smiled and moved aside.

"Come in and sit down."

In this compound, Xu Damao is the only person he can have a proper conversation with.

"I've brought you some nice things!"

Xu Damao picked up the chicken in his hand, shook it, and smiled with a hint of ingratiation.

"That incident with Sha Zhu was so satisfying! We have to thank Director Li for his help!"

"You can't say that."

Li Jianguo waved his hand.

"I didn't help at all. He brought that on himself."

"Pshaw, I misspoke!"

Xu Damao quickly patted his mouth lightly, bent over, and smiled broadly.

"You didn't help; they brought it on themselves! I understand, I understand!"

Li Jianguo looked at him like this, but didn't say anything.

"I've left the chicken here for you. Silly Zhu, this time you've really gotten what you deserve!"

Xu Damao smiled so hard his eyes narrowed.

He's been fighting with Sha Zhu for so many years, and every time it's him who's unlucky.

The situation only changed when Li Jianguo arrived.

He followed Li Jianguo, and his life got better and better. He could always get a share of the benefits from the factory, and the way people in the yard looked at him changed.

Before, Uncle Yi and the others helped Sha Zhu bully him, but now? It's all over!

"The items have been delivered. I'll head back now. You can rest now."

Xu Damao smiled and left.

Li Jianguo glanced at the chicken on the table and nodded.

"I'll make spicy chicken tonight."

He Daqing was completely stunned when he received the call.

He rushed back overnight and went straight to Li Jian's house as soon as he entered the compound.

"Li Jianguo! Get out here right now!"

He was clutching a stick, his face contorted in a ferocious grimace, his eyes bloodshot.

"Where's my son? What right do you have to arrest him!"

Li Jianguo pushed open the door, stood on the steps, and looked at him calmly.

"What's up?"

"Where did you put my son?! Why is he in jail?!"

He Daqing charged forward, raised the stick, and was about to smash it down.

"You want to go to jail too?"

Li Jianguo didn't move, but simply spoke.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was like a bucket of cold water being poured over your head.

He Daqing's hand froze in mid-air.

"Uncle He! What are you doing!"

Xu Damao and several men rushed over, grabbed He Daqing, and snatched the stick from his hand.

"Are you trying to kill a government official?"

He Daqing struggled a few times, but was held down.

People who heard the commotion gathered around.

"What happened?"

"He Daqing? Why are you back?"

When the second uncle and the others saw He Daqing, they were all stunned.

"My son was on the verge of death, how could I not rush back!"

He Daqing stared wide-eyed at Li Jianguo.

"Your son brought this on himself."

Xu Damao sneered from the side.

"He's a thief, he should have known this day would come. Do you think this is just kids fighting? If you keep this up, you might end up in jail with your son!"

He Daqing's pupils suddenly contracted, his struggling movements gradually slowed down, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

Li Jianguo walked up to him unhurriedly.

"If you want to find the culprit, you shouldn't be targeting me."

He raised his hand and pointed to the Jia family's house next door.

"They are the ones we should be looking for."

Like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, Jia Zhangshi jumped up suddenly.

"You're talking nonsense! What does this have to do with our family? Stop spouting baseless accusations!"

"Making false accusations?"

A cold smile appeared on Li Jianguo's lips.

"Xu Damao, when you were at the police station, who did you interrogate first?"

Xu Damao immediately chimed in:

"They're interrogating Bang Geng! Bang Geng is suspected of stealing, and he's the first one they're interrogating!"

"And then?"

"Later, the Jia family insisted that it was Sha Zhu who did it, so they switched their focus to interrogating Sha Zhu!"

"Yes, I remember too!"

"The Jia family was really jumping around like crazy back then!"

The people around were all talking at once, discussing the matter animatedly.

The more He Daqing listened, the more ashen his face became.

He slowly turned his head, his gaze fixed on the Jia family members, a fierce hatred burning in his eyes.

"Jia Dongxu!"

He let out a low growl, bent down, grabbed a wooden stick from the ground, and charged at Jia Zhangshi like a madman.

"Stop right there!"

"You're the one who harmed my son!"

"I'm going to beat you all to death today!"

The stick struck Jia Zhangshi squarely on the shoulder.

"Aww—"

Jia Zhangshi let out a scream and fled in terror, covering her head.

Jia Dongxu tried to stop him, but as a cripple, he was no match for He Daqing and was knocked to the ground with a single blow.

Banggeng rushed out of the house to help, but when he saw He Daqing's distorted face, his legs went weak. He turned to run away, but He Daqing grabbed him and brought the stick down on his head.

The family of three was beaten until they rolled on the ground, crying and screaming for their parents.

Li Jianguo stood on the steps, quietly watching the farce unfold, a faint smile playing on his lips.

Xu Damao watched with great interest from the sidelines, and didn't forget to fan the flames with his words:

"Good hit! Ouch, that last strike missed, hit harder!"

He Daqing unleashed all his pent-up anger, swinging the stick with tremendous force.

Li Jianguo looked at it for a while and suddenly remembered that he had been interrupted when he signed in that morning.

I'll take this opportunity to catch up on my sign-in.

"System, check-in."

A moment later, the list of rewards unfolded before our eyes.

"Rapeseed oil, grain coupons, cloth coupons...it's all the same stuff again."

He glanced down, then his gaze suddenly stopped.

"Um?"

A term immediately catches the eye.

"Truth comes out when one is drunk."

Li Jianguo was slightly taken aback, then the corners of his mouth slowly turned up.

This thing... is interesting.

Does getting someone drunk make them tell the whole truth?

He smiled slightly and continued watching the show.

In the courtyard, the three members of the Jia family were beaten until they cried out in pain, rolling around covered in dirt.

The deaf old woman stood aside, stamping her feet in frustration.

Yi Zhonghai also looked flustered.

If this continues, and we completely break ties with the Jia family, the number of people we can win over in the courtyard will dwindle.

"That's enough!"

The deaf old woman finally couldn't hold back and shouted at the top of her lungs.

He Daqing paused, turned around and saw it was her, and loosened his grip.

"Are you going to stop me?"

His impression of the deaf old woman was still at the stage of "she treated Sha Zhu well", so he gave her some face.

"Are you just going to watch me kill them all?"

The deaf old woman, panting heavily, pointed her trembling finger at the three members of the Jia family who were rolling on the ground.

"And then what? You go in too, to sit with your son and get shot? And then I'll be there to see you both off?"

He Daqing's hand holding the stick trembled and slowly fell down.

Yi Zhonghai quickly stepped forward and supported his arm:

"Old He, don't be impulsive. Let's discuss this further, okay?"

He Daqing took a deep breath and glared fiercely at the Jia family.

"This family better avoid me from now on! If anything happens to my son, I'll beat him every time I see him! I won't hold back!"

Seeing that he had finally calmed down, Yi Zhonghai breathed a sigh of relief.

"Alright, alright, everyone disperse and go do whatever you were doing!"

He pulled He Daqing and walked into the deaf old woman's house.

The crowd gradually dispersed.

Xu Damao didn't leave. He moved closer to Li Jianguo, lowered his voice, and looked worried.

"Director Li, now that He Daqing is back, he'll probably cause you more trouble in the future."

"Let him be."

Li Jianguo smiled faintly.

"I don't have time to waste with him."

"Oh, I understand you're a very busy person."

Xu Damao nodded repeatedly, his face solemn.

"Don't worry, I'll keep a close eye on them for you. I'll report back immediately if anything happens!"

Li Jianguo couldn't help but laugh at his show of loyalty.

"Alright, go ahead and do your thing."

He Daqing returned sooner than he expected, but it wasn't a big deal.

My son is dying, so of course I have to come back.

Otherwise, how can I be a father?