From afar, Wang Weiguo saw the crowd coming out of the police station and preparing to return to the courtyard house.
These people all had their heads lowered and their footsteps were extremely fast.
If he didn't know, he would have thought that this group of people was rushing to do something.
The scene was strangely quiet. No one spoke along the way.
It was not until they reached the courtyard house that the group of people raised their heads. Everyone was relieved and let out a long sigh.
Going to the police station together was a very disgraceful thing, and the Siheyuan could not afford to lose face.
He returned to the courtyard.
Other than Yi Zhonghai and Silly Zhu, the others naturally moved half a meter away, trying to avoid the Jia family.
After Yi Zhonghai sent Jia Dongxu back, he immediately turned around and left.
At the door, when he brushed past Qin Huairu, their gazes met and they seemed to understand each other.
The two of them lowered their heads at the same time and dodged.
When Yi Zhonghai arrived at the courtyard, everyone else had gone back, but the other two old men were still there.
Second Uncle and Third Uncle were obviously waiting for First Uncle.
Seeing Yi Zhonghai come out.
The Second Uncle immediately asked," What do you plan to do?”
Yan Fugui's face darkened as he asked anxiously," What should we do to save the stick?"”
The previous gathering at Yi Zhonghai's house was only Yi Zhonghai's personal idea, or even his personal desire.
This was their main problem.
Yi Zhonghai didn't know what he had said to the two men in the police station to make them so nervous.
However, this was also a good thing.
At least he wasn't alone. He wasn't alone when it came to dealing with Wang Weiguo.
"We have to save the stick." The three of them confirmed each other's thoughts.
……
When Wang Weiguo returned to the courtyard house, he happened to see the three old men walking to Yi Zhonghai's house.
These two uncles had always been at odds with the first uncle. Second Uncle had always wanted to be the head of the Siheyuan. Although Third Uncle had never expressed it, he also had the same idea.
Today, the three of them were gathered together, and they even looked like brothers.
Second Uncle Liu Haizhong and Third Uncle Yan Fugui had changed their personalities. Did they not want to be the elders of the Siheyuan?
It was strange.
Wang Weiguo didn't probe further. He directly passed through the middle court and returned to his home.
These three people probably still wanted to save the stick.
According to what the police had told Wang Weiguo, if he didn't receive a letter of understanding from Wang Weiguo in three days, he would be able to get out of the car.
The stick was about to be sent to the juvenile detention center.
If the three masters wanted to make a move, it should be within these three days.
What tricks would he use?
Wang Weiguo didn't want to guess and lay down.
The system notified him that there was a delivery, so he chose to delay the receipt.
……
The next morning.
The weather was still very cold.
The air that was blown out carried weight. As soon as it came out of his mouth, it seemed to fall to the ground and floated straight down.
Dust Ball could last for another two months. Add two more briquettes to the coal stove.
After casually eating some bananas, oranges, and the leftover beef and rice from last night, Wang Weiguo went straight to work.
Although the weather was cold, it was surprisingly sunny today.
It was rare for the Deaf Old Lady to wake up early. She sat at the door with her eyes half-closed. She looked at Wang Weiguo who had left the door, and no one knew what she was thinking.
After returning from the police station last night, the deaf old lady's expression had changed.
His original appearance as an otherworldly expert instantly disappeared and he became an ordinary old man.
Early in the morning, Jia Zhangshi was still scolding people. She was scolding Qin Huairu, Little Dang, and Little Huai Hua.
There were four women in the Jia family. Except for Jia Zhangshi, the other three were sobbing in low voices. It was very lively.
Yi Zhonghai was in the courtyard, frowning as he looked at the Jia family. He wanted to, but he couldn't.
Silly Zhu was also watching. There were a few times when he wanted to go in and pull Qin Huairu out, but he did not have the guts to do so.
After all, Jia Dongxu was not dead yet, and Qin Huairu was not a widow yet. This was their family matter.
Unless she was divorced.
However, who would want Qin Huairu after the divorce?
Silly Zhu thought that it was impossible for such a handsome person like him to marry a divorced Qin Huiru with three children.
In this society, there was still a lot of pressure on fishing vessels that married divorced women.
Jia Zhang-shi finally finished cursing and walked into the courtyard. When she saw Yi Zhonghai and Silly Zhu, she opened her mouth again.
"You're a parent. You can't even save a child, yet you still have the face to stand here.”
Jia Zhangshi knew who she could scold and who she could not.
She had never scolded Yi Zhonghai, but she had never stopped talking to him in a sarcastic manner.
After Jia Dongxu was paralyzed, all the men in the courtyard, including Jia Zhangshi, looked like thieves. Everyone was thinking about Qin Huairu.
Even though Yi Zhonghai was the eldest uncle and the patriarch of the Siheyuan, Jia Zhangshi did not exclude him.
If she hadn't seen Yi Zhonghai trying his best to save the stick, Jia Zhangshi might not have even given him a good look.
Jia Dongxu was paralyzed, and everyone in the yard had the responsibility to take care of their family.
From the day Jia Dongxu was paralyzed, she had thought so.
She had never thought of returning the money that Qin Huiru had borrowed from Silly Zhu after receiving aid all these years.
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