Siheyuan: Traveling through Sizhu, the scumbag father ran away at the beginning

Moreover, the second uncle Liu Haizhong felt unhappy when he looked at He Yuzhu, and he felt even more upset when he learned that He Daqing had bought a new bicycle for He Yuzhu.

After all, bicycles are very rare in this yard.

Looking at the two "beast" leaders exerting pressure in unison, He Yuzhu admired in his heart that it was a perfect moral trap. Regardless of right or wrong, he was now portrayed as the only criminal.

This method is quite sophisticated!

However, He Yuzhu was not someone who could be manipulated by others. He narrowed his eyes, cast a mocking look at the two "big guys", and said calmly and firmly, "What if I don't apologize?"

This sentence undoubtedly aroused the anger of the two leaders - the second uncle Liu Haizhong and the third uncle Yan Fugui.

"He Yuzhu, are you just going to ignore everyone in our yard? You are so young, but you don't take others seriously!"

"So what if you bought a bicycle? Don't act like a lawless person just because you have a new bicycle! It's not your turn to show off here, He Yuzhu!"

Feeling that their authority was threatened, the two "beast" leaders wanted to jump out and scold on the spot.

Who would have expected He Yuzhu to openly oppose it, clearly humiliating them in person.

Hearing the increasingly intense insults, He Yuzhu was about to lose his temper.

At this time, Uncle Yi Zhonghai and Jia Dongxu came over through the crowd. When Jia Zhang saw her son coming home, she immediately stood up from the ground, holding the stick and ran straight to Jia Dongxu.

"Dongxu, you're finally back. If you hadn't come home, I was afraid you would never see your mother again..." Jia Zhang said with tears in her eyes, her eyes full of concern and worry for her son.

Looking at the terrible bruise on his mother's cheek, Jia Dongxu asked anxiously: "What happened?"

"This damn He Yuzhu came in and beat me up without saying a word." Jia Zhang ruthlessly confused right and wrong.

Absurd! Dongxu was furious when he heard that his mother was bullied. He was about to go forward to seek justice, but was suddenly grabbed by Yi Zhonghai from the side. Dongxu looked at Yi Zhonghai in confusion, not understanding why he would stop him.

Uncle Yi Zhonghai just gave him a "calm" look, signaling him to calm down. In the eyes of others, it seemed as if they saw a ray of light, so Jia Dongxu had to retreat behind Yi Zhonghai.

The eldest uncle Yi Zhonghai came straight to He Yuzhu and said coldly, "He Yuzhu, apologize to Jia Zhangshi as soon as possible! Ask for her forgiveness!"

As Jia Dongxu's master, he needs to stand out and demonstrate his status as the boss of the courtyard house, and he will definitely favor his favorite disciple.

This was the perfect opportunity for him to teach and deepen Jia Dongxu's gratitude to him. After all, he had no children of his own, and he was almost entirely counting on his apprentice Jia Dongxu to inherit the high hopes and care of the elders in the courtyard to provide for his old age.

At this moment, He Yushui rushed out from the crowd. She was a young girl, but she was He Yuzhu's sister.

She pointed at Jia Zhang and shouted, "Aunt Jia is lying! She stole my candied haws and when I refused to give them to her, she beat me. My brother attacked her to protect me."

The little girl's flushed face told the unknown story, as if announcing to everyone present that she was not a child who was beaten for no reason.

He Yushui's return was due to her finding that her brother had not left the Jia family. Faced with the situation of the Jia family surrounding the Jia family, she was full of worries, but she knew that there were only two people left in the family and she could not let her brother suffer any form of harm, so even though she was afraid in her heart, she still mustered up the courage to come to help him.

He Yuzhu watched Yu Shui's performance with satisfaction. He didn't expect his sister to be so brave that she could expose Jia Zhang's true face in front of so many adults. This was something he had not expected.

Then, he said to the crowd: "Neighbors, everyone has children. If your children were bullied like this, what would you do? Would you have the courage to find the person who hurt them, or choose to endure it? Or would you apologize during the mediation process of the uncles? I want to hear your opinions."

He Yuzhu's question deeply aroused the desire of the people present to discuss. When an angry passerby shouted "Apologize to He Yuzhu, apologize to Yushui", other onlookers rushed forward and shouted in support: "Apologize! Apologize!" The voices resounded like thunder.

Seeing everyone's excited reactions, He Yuzhu smiled. He spread his arms and asked Uncle Yi Zhonghai, "Who should apologize to whom?"

Seeing He Yuzhu's arrogant attitude, Uncle Yi Zhonghai took a step back and then glanced at Jia Dongxu on the side.

Jia Dongxu didn't care about the reason. He was full of anger because his mother was beaten by He Yuzhu! At this moment, after receiving Yi Zhonghai's signal, Jia Dongxu rushed to He Yuzhu like an arrow from a bow and punched him in the face.

However, He Yuzhu, who was prepared, easily dodged and grabbed Jia Dongxu's arm.

Then, using the power technique of spinning, giving way and twisting the waist, He Yuzhu performed a shoulder throw in a graceful and neat manner, throwing him to the ground without any mercy.

Although Jia Dongxu endured the severe pain and tried to struggle to get up again, He Yuzhu showed no mercy and directly raised his leg and kicked hard.

He Yuzhu was originally a tall and strong man, and he became even more powerful after being baptized by the spiritual spring water.

With a loud bang, Jia Dongxu was knocked directly against the wall three meters away, and finally fell powerlessly in the corner.

At this moment, Jia Zhang witnessed the miserable situation of her son and could no longer control her emotions.

"How dare you hit my son! I will fight you to the end!" She was furious and rushed towards He Yuzhu.

But He Yuzhu didn't even lift his eyelids, and gently turned his right toe 45 degrees to the right.

Then he kicked sideways, accurately sending Jia Zhang to another corner.

The field was suddenly silent, as if the air had frozen at that moment.

"When did He Yuzhu become so agile?"

"He hasn't been involved in many fights in the past two years?"

“How did it become so violent?”

"I can't figure out what's going on. It feels like a completely new He Yuzhu has appeared." The onlookers were discussing the changes in Sha Zhu in a low voice.

Yi Zhonghai, an old man who realized something was wrong, found that He Yuzhu seemed to want to make another move, so he quickly interrupted him and said, "He Yuzhu, what are you doing? Are you going to kill someone before you stop?"

At the moment of anger, He Yuzhu retorted: "Are you still a neutral master in this courtyard? What else can you do besides favoritism?"

"When Jia Dongxu made his move just now, did you step forward to stop him? Now that you see he can't make it, you come to fan the flames?" This sentence attracted all eyes to the old man Yi Zhonghai.

Facing the scrutinizing gazes of the crowd, the wrinkles on the face of the old man Yi Zhonghai instantly turned red, but he suppressed his anger because he realized that He Yuzhu was not easy to deal with at this time.

Considering that the consequences might be even more serious, he forced a forced smile and walked to Shazhu, and persuaded him in a gentle tone: "He Yuzhu, calm down. There is indeed something wrong between the mother and son of the Jia family. If you take further action, it will only make the situation worse."

"It seems that Jia Zhang and the others have realized their mistakes. How about I ask her to apologize to you and leave it at that?"

But before He Yuzhu could respond, Jia Zhang, who had pretended to be dead, spoke up: "How can an elder like me apologize to two younger people? This is impossible!"

Looking at the still stubborn Jia Zhang, Uncle Yi Zhonghai turned his gaze to Jia Dongxu next to him.