At the beginning of the quadrangle, I, He Daqing, approached Yi Zhonghai to collect debts

Seeing Yi Zhonghai like this, He Daqing knew that he wanted to die and not admit it.

But he didn't expect this hypocrite to admit it obediently, so he also prepared a trump card in his pocket!
Just when he was about to expose Yi Zhonghai, a systematic voice sounded in his mind:

[The task detects that the host triggers the system task: to get back the remittance embezzled by Yi Zhonghai and give punishment. 】

[Task reward: a bicycle ticket, 200 yuan in money, meat tickets, and cloth tickets. 】

He Daqing couldn't help being a little disappointed when he heard that there were no magic pills for the mission rewards, but it would be nice to have bicycle tickets and money in kind.

I just finished a task, and this new task came. It seems that this courtyard is really a good place to earn rewards.

"Daqing, did you remember wrongly, when did I receive the money from you?"

Seeing Yi Zhonghai with a dazed face, if He Daqing didn't have the remittance slip in his pocket, he might wonder if he really remembered it wrong.

And the silly Zhu at the side saw Yi Zhonghai like this and said angrily:
"Dad, you and Baiheng back then, you have been away for so many years, you didn't ask us brothers and sisters without telling us, and after you came back, you fabricated the matter of sending us money. Yushui and I haven't received a dime for so many years. And the old man also said no, so what else can you say!"

Silly Zhu was suffocated at the time when his father left without saying goodbye.

But in front of his stepmother, he was also embarrassed to say that his father ran away with the White Widow, which somewhat saved him some face.

However, when my father said that he would send money to his siblings and ask the elder to pass it on to him, but the elder said that there was no such thing at all, he immediately became furious.

If it was someone else, he would have already started, but who made He Daqing his father?
Seeing this, He Yushui also hurriedly stepped forward and pulled his brother's sleeve.

Silly Zhu turned his head and looked at the girl with tears in his eyes, feeling even more wronged.

Seeing his son and daughter like this, He Daqing hated Yi Zhonghai even more.

If it wasn't for this hypocrite to get in the way, even if they were in Baocheng, as long as they sent money to their families on a monthly basis, these two children would not have such an attitude towards themselves.

"Well, you hypocrite Yi Zhonghai, how dare you not admit it! When I was leaving, I was afraid that the two children would spend money indiscriminately, so I entrusted them to you, and sent back 15 yuan on time every month to save money. You handed it over several times, and now you actually say that there is no such thing! Has your conscience been eaten by dogs? You are even greedy for the money of the two children!"

Yi Zhonghai, who had made up his mind a long time ago, pretended to be bewildered and looked at He Daqing and said:
"I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense! Familiar with familiar, you can destroy people's innocence by talking nonsense like this. If you can't produce evidence, I will tell you."

When everyone saw He Daqing's righteous indignation, but the uncle showed no knowledge, and when he looked blank, he was a little confused. Who said it was true?

He Daqing had expected that he would not admit it early on, so a mocking smile appeared on his face.

"Yi Zhonghai, do you think I really can't produce evidence? Unfortunately, you miscalculated!"

Hearing He Daqing's words, Yi Zhonghai panicked.

If we talk about the evidence, it can only be the remittance slips, but after so many years, does this old guy really keep those remittance slips?

No, this old guy must be bluffing to deceive himself on purpose.

He ran away from Widow He Bai back then. If Widow White had kept the remittance slip, he would definitely not be able to spare him if she found out, so I must not panic!

"Daqing, what you said is wrong. What do you mean I miscalculated? There is nothing at all. If you really have evidence, show it for everyone to see?"

Seeing Yi Zhonghai's confident look, everyone turned their attention to He Daqing again.

"Hey, I wanted to save some face for you. Now that you've said that, don't blame me for not being sympathetic!"

He Daqing sighed pretending to be regretful, and put his hand into his pocket.

Seeing He Daqing like this, Yi Zhonghai had a bad feeling in his heart. Did this old guy really bring the money order?

If this is the case, I must not let him show the evidence!

Before he could speak to stop him, He Daqing had already taken out a stack of remittance slips from his pocket!

Seeing this scene, Yi Zhonghai's expression changed drastically, and he was about to fall down when his body flickered and his feet went limp.

The big mother on the side saw his wife like this, and quickly helped him up.

"Old man, what's the matter with you?"

Before Yi Zhonghai could answer, He Daqing spoke up.

"He knew that the matter had been exposed, so he panicked. Hmph, Yi Zhonghai, come and see for yourself. The payee on this remittance slip is you, Yi Zhonghai!"

After hearing He Daqing's words, everyone in the courtyard was in an uproar!
"I didn't expect Lao Yi to be this kind of person! Just like this, he is still a master!"

The second uncle, Liu Haizhong, has long disliked the first uncle. In the factory, Yi Zhonghai is not only an eighth-level fitter, but also earns 99 yuan a month, which is much higher than him.

Once something happens in this courtyard, the three uncles will preside over "justice".

This Yi Zhonghai is better than himself in the factory, but in the yard he is the first uncle, and he is the second uncle, so he still dominates him.

So he had been holding back his stomach for a long time and wanted to get the uncle down.

The third master, who doesn't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, opened his eyes today.

As soon as He Daqing came back, there was a lot of chaos in the yard, and it seemed that the uncle obviously had a ghost in his heart, it seemed that he would not be safe in the evening.

"Old Yi, tell me what to say about you!"

However, he didn't want to offend anyone, so he just said something emotionally, then shook his head with a disappointed expression and put on his hands behind his back, pretending to be deep.

"Oh, I really know people, know faces, but don't know my heart. I was just a teenager and dragged my sister to live. If I didn't know how to cook, maybe my brothers and sisters would starve to death. Uncle He finally sent money back and let her go. People have been corrupted, they really lose their conscience.”

When Xu Damao reached the age of marriage, his parents moved out.

When he lived alone, he was usually reprimanded by the uncle, and he had been holding back his anger for a long time, so he took this opportunity to start to sneer.

Jia Zhang had lost face today and was about to go back to the house, but now seeing that Yi Zhonghai lost more people than himself, he immediately felt much better.

So she leaned in front of Yi Zhonghai and looked him up and down.

"Tsk tsk, his uncle, I didn't expect you to do such a thing, I really didn't see it!"

Hearing everyone's cynicism, especially Jia Zhang's ridicule with its own bonus effect, Yi Zhonghai felt his head buzzing, and the blood in his stomach surged up, and then a mouthful of sweetness spewed out a mouthful of blood!

"puff!"

Standing proudly in front of Yi Zhonghai, Jia Zhang was sprayed straight before he had time to react, and immediately screamed out!
"Oh, you killed a thousand knives, sprayed my whole body with blood, you pay for my clothes!"

Yi Zhonghai, who was already ashamed and angry, immediately rolled his eyes when he heard Jia Zhang's words, tilted his head and passed out!

Jia Zhang, who was yelling and cleaning up the blood on his body, was startled when he saw Yi Zhonghai like this, wouldn't he be mad at him?
"You guys have to testify to me, don't blame me for Yi Zhonghai's death! I didn't do anything!"

He Daqing was a little dumbfounded when he saw this. Could it be that Yi Zhonghai was pissed off?
If he died, the money he remitted would be in vain, and the rewards from the system would also be lost!
Thinking of this, He Daqing put away the remittance slip, and hurried forward to check whether Yi Zhonghai was dead or alive!