I messed up the Siheyuan

Wang Ping dodged Qin Huairu's kneeling, but Qin Huairu wanted to take advantage of the situation and resolve the matter completely.

She wiped the tears from her cheeks and said with a hint of determination in her soft voice: "Pingzi, we own this chicken!

We, the Jia family, will compensate you twenty yuan in exchange for this chicken.

With these twenty dollars, you can explain yourself to the steel mill."

When Qin Huairu said these words, her tone was gentle but her attitude was firm.

It was as if Wang Ping would definitely agree.

that's the truth.

As soon as she finished speaking,

The onlookers also started to persuade them.

"Wow!... A chicken died and I have to pay twenty dollars for it!..."

"Pingzi, twenty is not too little, that's enough, let's leave it at that!"

"Yes, Pingzi. If I pay twenty dollars, the factory won't be able to say anything."

"That's right! I remember...in the past...when chickens were still sold at Xidan Market, an old hen that laid eggs only cost about three yuan."

"Yes! Yes! Yes! ... Pingzi... We all live in the same courtyard, there's no need to go to extremes."

Qin Huairu was indeed amazing. With just a few words, she made the crowd stand on her side.

This is much more powerful than Yi Zhonghai.

Seeing this situation...

Yi Zhonghai glanced at Qin Huairu in surprise.

At this time...the panic on Jia Dongxu's face disappeared, and Jia Zhang also stopped crying.

However, when she heard Qin Huairu say "twenty yuan", Jia Zhang still curled her lips, with a trace of unwillingness on her face.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Wang Ping.

Everyone is waiting for his decision.

Wang Ping smiled and said, "Okay! Since Sister Huairu said so, then you pay me 20 yuan and I'll go talk to the factory about this!"

"call!..."

The three members of the Jia family breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Qin Huairu's face showed a pitiful expression again.

She turned to look at Yi Zhonghai, "Uncle, can you lend us twenty dollars first?

Don't worry, we will definitely pay you back once Dongxu pays you back!"

"Yes! Yes! Yes!...Master!..." Jia Dongxu on the side quickly responded: "I will definitely pay you back after I get my salary next month."

"Alright! Dongxu, Huairu..." Yi Zhonghai waved his hand proudly, "What do you mean by borrowing or not, or paying it back... I'll pay for you."

After saying this, he turned to Wang Ping and said, "Pingzi, you need to ask me for the twenty yuan later."

Wang Ping smiled mockingly, "Uncle, let's not talk about this anymore.

I have to report this to the factory tomorrow morning.

You should give me this money now!"

These words made Yi Zhonghai's face pause slightly.

He gave Wang Ping a fierce look before saying, "Okay, Pingzi. Come with me to get it now!"

After saying that, he was about to turn around and leave.

Qin Huairu bowed slightly to Wang Ping and thanked him, "Pingzi, thank you from your sister-in-law."

After saying that, she also raised her legs and walked away.

Jia Dongxu, who was standing aside, took two steps forward in a flash.

Seeing that the problem was solved, Jia Zhang, who was lying on the ground, quickly got up from the ground.

The crowd around began to disperse sparsely.

Wang Ping stretched out his hand to stop Jia Zhang, and then shouted to Jia Dongxu who had already rushed out: "Brother Dongxu, Aunt Jia, you can't leave yet."

Everyone turned around in shock and looked at Wang Ping.

Yi Zhonghai asked angrily, "Pingzi, what do you mean?"

Wang Ping smiled and shook the chicken in his hand, "The twenty yuan just now is just compensation for this chicken.

We haven't even talked about Aunt Jia and Brother Dongxu's 'breaking into the house and picking the lock' yet!"

After saying this, he gave a wink to Liu Guangtian standing beside him.

As a result, before Liu Guangtian could say anything, Jia Zhang started to throw a tantrum again.

"Pingzi, stop talking nonsense!"

"What evidence do you have to accuse Dongxu and I of breaking into a house and picking the lock?"

Wang Ping gave a wicked laugh and said, "Aunt Jia, if you want evidence, I do have it."

These words made Jia Zhang's face pause slightly, and a hint of panic appeared in her eyes.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Liu Guangtian immediately stepped forward and began to tell his story.

"Aunt Jia, uncle, all the gentlemen, old and young!"

"Although Brother Ping asked me to lock the chicken in this room, I'm still a little worried."

"I was afraid someone might come and steal, so I discussed it with Guangfu... We took turns guarding the window."

"He guards the first half of the night, and I guard the second half."

"Isn't this... that we have caught you, Aunt Jia?"

Having said that, he grinned at Jia Zhang with a hint of mockery on his face.

"Aunt Jia, when you come to pick the lock, let Guangfu watch."

"When you pry open the lock and enter the house... hehe... Guangfu and I will already be outside the door."

"I was thinking... just give you a stick."

"Then I thought, that would be too good of a bargain for you."

"So, I locked the door again."

"So I'm going to lock you up for one night and talk about this tomorrow morning..."

"But who knows..."

"Brother Dongxu is here again."

"Besides, Brother Dongxu unlocked the door too quickly."

"If we had reacted a little slower...hehe...you two would have run away..."

Liu Guangtian's words were so hurtful that Jia Zhang was very angry, but she had no other choice.

Moreover, they are exposing her past, and she doesn't dare to throw a tantrum now.

Therefore, she could only stare at Liu Guangtian with her green eyes.

The crowd watching the excitement all showed a look of sudden realization on their faces.

It was not until this time that they understood the details of the chicken stealing incident tonight.

When everyone looked at the three members of the Jia family, the pity they had originally had in their eyes unconsciously diminished a bit.

Qin Huairu's pretty face still looked pitiful.

Looking closely, there seems to be a hint of panic mixed with this pity.

Yi Zhonghai, who had dominated the No. 95 compound for many years and was experienced in struggle, secretly said "not good" in his heart.

"Hirako, what do you mean?"

He frowned slightly and asked calmly.

But the momentum in his tone was no longer there.

“Hehe…” Wang Ping smiled, raised the chicken in his hand, shook it, and then said, “Uncle, the twenty yuan just now was just compensation for this chicken.

What people are saying now is...

Aunt Jia and Brother Dongxu went to their house in the middle of the night to break into the house and pick the lock."

Jia Zhang, who was standing by, grumbled unconvincedly, "What kind of home is this? Guangtian and Guangfu haven't moved in yet!"

"Aunt Jia!..." Wang Ping replied mockingly, "Don't tell us that!

When Uncle Hat comes, you can tell them.

Look... do they recognize it?"

Jia Zhang snorted and dared not say another word.