HPDBC Chapter 40 Rectification
Chapter 40 Rectification
"Mom, why bother punishing them? It's more worthwhile to get more compensation."
Jia Dongjin said smugly that he is now more concerned about the amount of compensation. He can't ask for too much and be seen as greedy, but he also doesn't want to suffer a loss. It's a happy little dilemma.
"We must teach Yan the coward a lesson. He's just a small business owner, yet he dares to steal houses from the poor. He's gone too far! He deserves to be locked up in jail. We should fire him so that no one will dare to harm us again. We are the proud poor."
When old grudges and new hatreds were brought up, Jia Zhangshi became furious and no longer cared about the relationship between old neighbors.
However, like Jia Dongjin, she also valued the compensation more. If the compensation satisfied her, Jia Zhangshi could let go of her hatred for Yan Fugui.
"Dongjin, will Uncle San be confined to the fence? If he doesn't have a job, how will his whole family survive? And Erdan's father, Liu Daneng, the whole family depends on him for food. Listen, Erdan's mother is crying her heart out."
Qin Huairu expressed her inner worries, fearing that if they couldn't get enough to eat, the Yan family and the Jia family would become irreconcilable enemies.
The most likely scenario is that the third aunt will bring her four children and their bowls to the Jia family's house for meals, and the same will happen to the second aunt's family. If it were her, she would do the same.
"That's hard to say. They might even get punished. It depends on Yan Fugui's luck and character. But since Yi Zhonghai is involved, don't underestimate his abilities. He'll most likely pay up to settle things. I'm willing to take the money to spare them trouble. After all, we're poor, and the poor don't deserve to have backbone. But the compensation can't be too little. Since we've offended someone, we have to be ruthless in demanding benefits. You can't be a pushover."
Jia Dongjin was desperately short of money. Compared to worrying about Yan Fugui and Yi Zhonghai's retaliation, he was more afraid of the three years of hardship. Jia Zhangshi had no quota, and the famine was like a sharp sword hanging over Jia Dongjin's head, making him tremble with fear as if walking on thin ice.
For the past six months, Jia Dongjin had grown weary of the daily pretense and formalities in the courtyard. He was no longer willing to treat someone with such deference every day.
Therefore, he took the opportunity to overturn the table and seize the chance to gain more benefits.
To his surprise, perhaps the accusation was too harsh or the force too strong. When Jia Dongjin caused trouble at the police station and shouted that small business owners were retaliating against the poor, the police station chief Du and the instructor turned pale. The two leaders made a complete 90-degree turn in their attitude and immediately ordered that the Yan family be placed under strict surveillance.
Director Du treated the Jia family with great courtesy, repeatedly assuring Jia Dongjin that he would never allow the poor to be bullied by small business owners, otherwise he would be unworthy of his clothes and badge.
However, Jia Dongjin didn't care. He only cared about making a big scene, because only by making a big scene could he benefit. As for whether it could be resolved, he couldn't care about it or control it. Looking back and forth was not in his nature. As long as he didn't feel guilty, that was enough.
Since the other party dared to do the first thing, we can't blame them for doing the fifteenth; they chose this path themselves.
Blindly pleasing, conforming, and compromising is cheap; daring to oppose and negate others' unreasonable demands earns respect. Only those who dare to overturn the table are worthy of the spoils.
For example, this time, Jia Dongjin's iron cavalry charged out with the sound of swords and spears, causing Yi Zhonghai's silver bottle to suddenly shatter and water to splatter, He Yuzhu to feel a hidden sorrow and resentment, Xu Damao to speak more eloquently than he spoke, Liu Haizhong to finish his song and draw his heart with the plectrum, and Yan Fugui to play the four strings with a sound like tearing silk.
After that, the people in the courtyard, who were traveling by boat and barge, remained silent, while the Jia family overturned the table and demanded money.
"Dongjin, we can't decide how much compensation to pay; it depends on the opinions of the police and Director Wang."
Qin Huairu smiled gently, her eyes crinkling. Her perception of Jia Dongjin had been refreshed once again. Last night, her brother-in-law's cunning and treacherous nature had made her heart pound, but she never expected him to be so childlike now.
Jia Dongjin then realized that thinking about it was pointless, so he leaned against the bed and started drinking the tea that Qin Huairu had prepared.
"Sister-in-law, please don't make foamy drinks anymore. I prefer to drink plain water. We poor people at the bottom of society are like herbivores; we only lack meat our whole lives, not vitamins."
Last night, Jia Dongjin ran away, pretended to faint, and then cried with his family. He was really exhausted and needed to drink some tea to calm his nerves.
The reason Erdan's father, Liu Daneng, was dragged into this is because he deserved to be taught a lesson. He insisted on currying favor with Yan Fugui by trampling on the Jia family. Jia Dongjin is finally teaching him a lesson this time, which Liu Daneng will never forget. It will also serve as a deterrent to the others in the courtyard.
From today onwards, no one will dare to provoke the Jia family easily, because the Jia family is different; they will overturn the table at the slightest disagreement and do not take any steward seriously at all.
"What vitamins? You're using such strange terms again. I'll have Jingru go buy a chicken right now. I'll pay for the chicken, but let's make it clear first, I have to pay half of the loss. This time, I'll have to pay at least 50 yuan."
Jia Zhangshi was in high spirits; it was the first time she had ever seen such a battle between neighbors.
She also stayed up all night and is still in a state of excitement.
To experience it more thoroughly, Jia Zhangshi decided that she would take Xiaobanggeng to the neighborhood office later. Not making a fuss was not Jia Zhangshi's style.
"Mom, don't talk about half and half, it's all yours, okay? The Jia family's money is yours. You underestimate Yan Fugui. Do you really think 27.5 yuan can support a family of six? Yi Zhonghai goes without saying, and the Yan family is also rich. They'll have to pay at least 300 yuan, maybe even 500 yuan. I'd be embarrassed to accept anything less."
Thinking of the person who reported him, Jia Dongjin's face changed. This strike had to be severe enough to hurt the enemy; a light or heavy blow would have no deterrent effect and would only encourage evil practices.
"That's right! The bastard who reported us is definitely among these people. If it's less than 500 yuan, I'll cause trouble every day. We have good class backgrounds, so we're not afraid of making a fuss. Let's see who can't take it. Then we'll have the money to repair the house!"
Jia Zhangshi clapped her hands excitedly, almost waking up Bang Geng in the inner room.
"Mom, you're the best at making decisions. I'll listen to you. But it would be best if we could move to a different house. This courtyard house sounds civilized, but there are no good people here. I really want to avoid seeing them and not waste my life getting entangled with them."
The compensation was a minor matter. In fact, Jia Dongjin hoped to move to a different house. Although the chances were slim, he was willing to try. If he could manage to move, he could stay away from the troubles of the courtyard house and enjoy peace and quiet for his family.
"Brother Dongjin, I was involved too, wasn't I? Yesterday I was going to protect you with a kitchen knife, but you wouldn't agree and insisted on making me cry. I almost laughed out loud, but my sister pinched me so hard she bruised my waist, and it still hurts terribly!"
With the money-sharing time fast approaching, and the potential share of several hundred yuan, Qin Jingru's heart skipped a beat. She pointed to her slender waist and declared she wanted to participate in the distribution.
"Everyone deserves a share. Everyone contributed, so everyone should get a cut. Jingru, don't worry, you're in luck. You can rest assured." Jia Dongjin waved his hand, finalizing the distribution of the spoils.
The outside was bitterly cold, but the warmth hidden behind the paper windows of the Jia family's house continued to flow, flowing into Qin Jingru's memory and becoming a soft and precious part of her heart.
"My good second son, it's settled then! Oh, look, an old lady is carrying a deaf old woman out of the central courtyard, are they going to get reinforcements?"
While Jia Zhangshi was discussing the division of the spoils, she didn't forget to draw back the curtains to keep an eye on the enemy situation outside.
"Deaf old lady, call for help!"
Jia Dongjin's heart tightened. He dared not let his guard down, so he immediately jumped out of bed, got dressed, and left the house.