Gengzi year, lunar calendar July 24.
In terms of solar terms, it had just passed White Dew, but the autumn wind in Linhai City was already chilling.
It was noon.
Knock, knock! Knock, knock! Knock! Knock!
"Hello, may I ask if this is Zhao Yuanzi's house?”
Following the knock on the door, an old man in his fifties pushed open the door.
He saw a young man standing outside the door!
This young man was only in his early twenties. His face was as angular as a Greek sculpture. Under his black hair, his eyes were like the galaxy.
She looked like a model on a runway.
This person didn't look like someone who was knocking on the door to sell insurance.
Zhao Zaijin let down his guard and asked with a smile,"I'm Support Zhao. May I ask who you are...?”
The young man smiled.
Oh! You should be Uncle Zhao, right? Your father, Zhao Shutang, asked me to come and look for you for something!
Hearing this, the 50-year-old Zhao Yuanzhu's face turned extremely ugly.
"You... Why are you looking for my dad?"
However, the young man did not care at all.
He tilted his head and looked into the room.
"Uncle Zhao, your wife, He Meihua, should be at home, right?”
A sharp voice came from inside the house before Zhao Yuanzhu could respond.
"Old Zhao, what happened? Is it a courier?"
As she spoke, a woman in her forties walked out of the house.
It could be seen that this woman was also a beauty when she was young.
However, with the passage of time, the flesh on her cheeks had decreased. At this moment, she looked a little bitter and mean.
When she arrived at the door, she saw that the young man in front of her was so handsome.
The woman's breathing was slightly sluggish. She hurriedly put the melon seeds in her hand behind her back and used her elbow to nudge Support Zhao.
"Old Zhao, who is this person?"
Support Zhao looked a little awkward.
"This person seems to be Dad's friend. He just said that Dad asked him to do something."”
"Aiyo!"
After hearing this.
The middle-aged woman couldn't help but laugh. She rolled her eyes and looked at the young man in front of her. She gestured at the top of her door with the corner of her mouth.
There was a white paper lantern hanging on the door of his house.
This was the custom of Linhai.
When an old man passed away in the house, they would hang white lanterns.
"Young man, you're too late! My old man just passed away!”
Zhao Buyao nodded.
"Yes, my father just passed away a few days ago. I'm afraid you can't do what he asked you to do.”
He heard that the old man had passed away.
Usually, the person who did the work was afraid of being unlucky.
He had probably turned around and left.
However, the young man in front of him was unmoved.
He nodded and said,"Yes! I know that Old Master Zhao has passed away. If he hadn't died, I wouldn't have come here!”
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yuanjin and He Meihua's expressions changed.
"Sigh!" He Meihua panicked. What do you mean?"
However, the young man did not answer. Instead, he began to roll up his sleeves.
Then, he looked up at He Meihua.
"Auntie He, let me introduce myself. My name is Wang Yifan!”
"Every injustice has its perpetrator, and every debt has its owner!"
"Today, although I was the one who hit you!”
"But the one who did it was your old master!”
As they spoke, the two from the Zhao family felt that the temperament of this young man in front of them suddenly changed.
It was as if he had become another person.
He roared.
"He Meihua, I'll beat you to death!”
As he spoke, the young man pounced forward and grabbed He Meihua's collar. He raised his hands and started slapping her left and right!
"Pa! Pa! Pa!"
He slapped He Meihua three times in a row!
The force of the slap was so strong that blood immediately came out from the corner of He Meihua's mouth.
After the fight, Wang Yifan suddenly retreated.
He returned to the stairway.
He tidied his sleeves and cupped his hands at Zhao Zhiyuan.
"Uncle Zhao, I've done what Old Master Zhao asked me to do!”
"If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave first!”
As he spoke, the young man turned around and walked out.
He watched Wang Yifan leave.
Zhao Support was stunned.
He Meihua was also stunned.
A stranger came.
He only said two sentences.
The other party gave him three slaps.
Anyone would be fooled by this matter.
After a full three seconds.
He Meihua suddenly covered her face and screamed.
"Ah! He hit someone! Someone is hitting me!"
"Old Zhao! Call the police! He hit me!"
With that, she ignored the pain on her face and ran out of the door, grabbing Wang Yifan's arm!
"You want to leave after hitting someone! Compensate! You have to compensate me!"
He Meihua's voice was already sharp to begin with. Coupled with the fact that she had been beaten, her voice became even more distorted.
The ghostly howl instantly spread throughout the corridor.
This was the old dormitory of the power plant, and the people living here were all old neighbors.
The uncles and aunties in the room stuck their heads out one after another.
"What happened? Which family is quarreling again?"
"It doesn't seem to be a quarrel, but a beating!”
"Yo! We have to go and take a look!"
With that, a group of people walked out as if they were watching a show.
He saw more and more people in the corridor.
He Meihua was getting more and more confident.
she said, covering her face.
"Neighbors, you have to be my witnesses!”
"This person! He hit me!"
"Look, my cheeks are swollen!”
Seeing He Meihua's face covered in blood, the old men and women who were watching the show became even more excited.
"Yo! He really did not beat her lightly!"
"What era are we in now? Go to court and sue him!"
Amidst the denouncement of a group of old neighbors.
Wang Yifan raised his hand and pushed He Meihua's hand off his arm calmly.
He smiled.
"Auntie He, I've already explained before I hit you!”
"Although I was the one who hit you, the one who did it was your father-in-law, Zhao Shutang!”
Was it Zhao Shutang?
Didn't he pass away?
Hearing this, he looked at the white lantern hanging on the Zhao family's door.
In the noisy corridor.
Suddenly, there was a dead silence.
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