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Chapter 437 The Real Whistleblower [ words]

That night.

There were fewer and fewer people in the middle courtyard, and the gates to the backyard had been locked from the inside.

After making sure that there was no one else in the middle courtyard and sticking his head out to listen to whether there was any sound next door, Yi Zhonghai carefully made way, covering the doors and windows behind him to prevent any noise.

When I arrived at the deaf old lady's house, I didn't even knock. It was as if the tacit understanding had not disappeared. I just pushed the door open and walked in.

"Any ideas?"

The deaf old lady was leaning on the recliner with her eyes closed. She didn't even open them. She just heard the footsteps and knew that the person coming was Yi Zhonghai.

“I thought, could it be the White Widow?

He Daqing may be able to hide it from us, but he certainly can't hide it from the person next to him, so I suspect that this might have been done by the White Widow. "

Yi Zhonghai bowed slightly, spoke, and stared at the opposite side from time to time.

Although there was no evidence, Yi Zhonghai just felt that someone in the courtyard was watching him.

But judging from the windows of the deaf old lady's house, no house in the yard had a light on.

Especially in the old He family without He Daqing, the curtains are drawn tightly.

“It’s so hot, but their windows are still tightly curtained.

I feel like the White Widow must have done this! She must have done something immoral and feels guilty about it."

Yi Zhonghai emphasized again that what he said did not get a response from the deaf old lady.

Besides White Widow?

"Besides the White Widow?"

Yi Zhonghai was stunned for a moment, turned around and looked at the deaf old lady, somewhat unsure of what she meant.

Is it not enough to just throw out the White Widow as bait?

The dissatisfaction in his heart was not shown on his face. He pondered for a moment and looked around the room.

“Besides the White Widow, the only one I can think of is Shazhu.

You have seen it, old lady. Ever since the incident with Jia Zhang, whenever Sha Zhu has some free time, he would like to spend it with Qin Huairu.

It doesn’t matter if outsiders don’t know, but we are all from the same hospital, so how could we not understand?

Sha Zhu only looks good on the surface, but actually he has no money in his pocket.

If he wanted to marry Qin Huairu, not to mention the problem of having Banggeng as a burden, just the face-saving gift that he had to prepare for Qin Huairu was something that Shazhu could not afford.

If Sha Zhu was more ambitious and wanted to buy a small courtyard and move out to live in, the money he would need would be enormous.

Given the relationship between He Daqing and Sha Zhu, if Sha Zhu really had access to these things, he might actually do something as patricide as this.”

Yi Zhonghai was a little hesitant. He could see some of this, but it was not easy to say it in front of the deaf old lady.

"People have been calling him Zhuzi for years, why are you following others and calling him Zhuzi?"

The deaf old lady gave him a scolding, neither light nor heavy, half casually, half as a criticism.

"Hey, my mouth is full of people from the courtyard. If I'm not careful, I'll be called a bald mouth. Zhuzi, Zhuzi, I called you the right one this time, old lady."

Yi Zhonghai didn't argue and just continued speaking along the lines of what the old lady said.

Everything seemed as if it was just a misunderstanding.

Seeing Yi Zhonghai surrender, the deaf old lady didn't take it too seriously. She just nodded and responded to the previous question: "If you put it that way, it seems that they are the only ones who dislike it. He Yushui left the house early and broke off the marriage.

Even if He Daqing left something behind, it would not be her share.

But Zhuzi probably didn't have the courage or the intention to do so. If he had this intention, he wouldn't have left the old lady's money unrequited for so many years.

White widow. This is a cruel person. But I am not sure. So, Xiao Yi, find a place with few people tomorrow and ask them.

If it really is the White Widow, you have to prepare the things in your hands.

Our courtyard is used to being simple and clean, and we cannot tolerate such a scheming person."

The deaf old lady paused with the cane in her hand, then opened her eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in her cloudy pupils.

"Well, the old lady is right. Don't worry, I will go and get this done even if I don't go to work tomorrow.

You are right, our hospital is used to being simple and clean, and we cannot tolerate these people."

Yi Zhonghai bowed and treated the deaf old lady with an attitude completely different from that during the day.

A night passed like this.

Early the next morning, it was a little later than the time when He Daqing was taken away yesterday.

The police officer who led the team that took He Daqing away yesterday, together with the police officers from the street office, entered the courtyard together.

Among them were the staff of the subdistrict office and Director Wang who led the team.

Seeing Li Mao brushing his teeth in the middle courtyard, Director Wang quickened his pace and came over to explain:

"Director Li, are you brushing your teeth? Don't worry, it's just about He Daqing's confession in there.

Someone from our team should come over to take a look and collect some evidence.

The neighbors in our courtyard can do whatever they need to do, and it won’t delay the courtyard’s time at all.”

"Okay, I feel relieved with your words. But Director Wang, He Yushui from our factory's publicity department severed ties with He Daqing and Sha Zhu a few years ago.

If something really happens, it won’t involve our machinery factory, right?

Director Wang, you know that our machinery factory has been busy recently. The expanded workshop and the factory built on our street all need someone to keep an eye on them.

If it involves our machinery factory, please let us know in advance.

As long as there is a need, we will definitely cooperate."

All the neighbors were in the yard, so Li Mao didn't say anything to try to establish a relationship with them.

He looked so official, which made some people in the hospital feel jealous.

"Director Li is really aware. Don't worry, this matter will not involve He Yushui."

Director Wang gave a guarantee, so Li Mao felt relieved and did not ask too many questions.

After a group of people invited Bai Guafu and He Yunong out, they began to clean the house in a planned and targeted manner.

As each piece of furniture was moved into the yard, some of the workers who were originally anxious to go to work stayed patiently.

"Captain! Found it!"

A policeman spoke up and walked out of the house holding a slightly rusty biscuit box in his hand.

When it was opened in front of the neighbors in the yard, there were actually six small yellow croakers inside!
Before the neighbors in the yard could start to be surprised, they saw the results of their battles being carried out of the house one after another.

There is a blue brick that is hollowed out in the middle, and two large yellow croakers are stacked inside the blue brick.

There were cabinet legs that were hollowed out and then glued together, and small yellow croakers were hidden inside.

Finally, there was a wooden box dug out from the ground, which was as big as a human head. Inside the box, among the neatly packed yellow croakers wrapped in oil paper, there was also a somewhat old turtle box.

The turtle box was not protected very carefully and was buried underground, so it was obvious that it could not fire.

As each item was displayed, the more than one thousand yuan that He Daqing had saved over the years seemed less important.

Looking at the things placed in the yard, Widow Bai was in a trance. She just held He Yunong beside her blankly, as if she had lost her soul.

It was not until an officer pulled out a small bundle wrapped in a handkerchief from behind the cupboard that the White Widow came to her senses: "That's mine! It has nothing to do with He Daqing! Why are you searching He Daqing's things but touching my things?! That's mine, I left it for He Yunong!"

Widow Bai howled, but before she could get close, she was stopped by Director Wang and his men: "Ms. He Bai, you have to trust the government. We will return what belongs to you after we verify it.

If it's not yours, it will be useless no matter how much you talk.

If you keep making trouble, I will have no choice but to ask you to go to the street office for a lecture."

Director Wang's face was stern. She didn't have much of a good impression of the residents of the Central Courtyard to begin with, and her inner dislike was even more obvious.

Widow Bai was shocked, bit her lip, and slowly stepped back to He Yunong's side.

"Captain, the numbers match."

After checking the list, an officer whispered into the captain's ear.

"Keep the money and notes whose origins you have calculated, and pack the rest into boxes."

The leading captain said this without changing his expression, and then turned his attention to Director Wang:

"Director Wang, we'll need you to bring some people with us later. We'll need you to help us communicate with the street called Broken Hou.

I don’t have many people here, so I’ll have to send a few of them to deliver the stuff back to the bureau.”

"It's all for work. We at Nanluoguxiang Street will definitely cooperate fully. You guys go ahead and do your work. I have something to tell the people in the courtyard here."

Director Wang nodded in agreement, and after the people outside left, he told the people in the hospital:
"Regarding the old Jia family, the case of Jia Zhang's manslaughter, the notice has been issued. Sentenced to seven years in prison.

Considering that Banggeng, the promoted son of the Jia family, is not yet an adult, the street will urge the custody to be transferred to Qin Huairu.

In addition, there are all the issues regarding the Jia family’s house.

According to the archives, the Jia family's house was donated to the steel rolling mill by a deaf old lady after the team entered Kyoto.

Later, the steel rolling mill gave the house to Lao Jia's family for living because Lao Jia worked as an electrician in the steel rolling mill.

Because Jia Dongxu stole public property, he was fired from his job at the steel rolling mill.

Taking into consideration that the Jia family had no place to live, the steel rolling mill office simply cancelled the housing subsidy and required them to pay the full rent instead.

Afterwards, Qin Huairu and Cui Dake successively entered the steel rolling mill, and their housing subsidies were restored to the temporary worker quota.

Because the machinery factory and the steel rolling mill transferred the house and exchanged the ownership of the back house, the actual ownership of the house belonged to the deaf old lady.

Qin Huairu was ordered to move out the old Jia family's belongings within three days and find another place to store them. Yan Jiecheng applied for a lease from the street. The rent will be collected by the street and transferred to the owner of the house on a quarterly basis.

After saying such a long string of words, Director Wang calmed his breathing a little.

He looked around and saw that no one in the yard expressed any objection, so he relaxed a little.

Perhaps it was because Jia Zhang was no longer around, such a big thing as the transfer of the house did not cause any commotion in the Central Courtyard.

Just when Director Wang thought the matter was over, Yan Jiecheng walked in from the Moon Gate with a smile on his face:

"Qin Huairu, why don't you ask Sha Zhu to help you move your things? We're all neighbors, so just help us. Move your things away sooner so I can move in sooner.

If we keep dragging our feet, it will waste time and it will be embarrassing for us."

After saying this to Qin Huairu in a defiant tone, Yan Jiecheng immediately hunched over again, with a flattering smile on his face, rubbing his palms: "Director Wang, can you give me the key to my door?"

Director Wang glanced at Yan Bugui, who couldn't help but cover his head in the crowd, and shook his head slowly:
"Give the key to Qin Huairu first. It won't be too late to give it to you when she finishes moving her things."

After saying this, Director Wang didn't even look at Yan Jiecheng. He just reminded Qin Huairu to finalize the custody relationship as soon as possible, then said hello to Li Mao and left.

As Director Wang left, the courtyard became buzzing with noise, as if a hornet's nest had been disturbed.

"Wow, He Daqing has quietly made a lot of good stuff! Those little yellow croakers are so dazzling.

If I remember correctly, when the class status was determined, didn’t the He family hire workers?

How did such a huge fortune come from?!"

A neighbor exclaimed, and there was something strange in the look he gave Silly Pig when he spoke.

"Who knows? But Director Wang didn't mention the background just now. I guess He Daqing must have made some fortune later.

It seems that he has no intention of pursuing Sha Zhu, as if it has nothing to do with him. "

"That doesn't matter. If Sha Zhu knew that my family had so much money, rumors would have spread throughout the courtyard a long time ago.

He would never sell his own son just to lend money to Qin Huairu to buy a job!

If you ask me, Shazhu is really affectionate. It's just a pity for Zhang Meng, such a nice girl, how could she fall for him. "

A group of neighbors in the yard were making sarcastic remarks, teasing him implicitly and implicitly, which made Shazhu very angry.

As Zhang Meng's belly grew bigger and bigger, there was no need to say more about the fact that she was pregnant with Sha Zhu's child.

Considering Zhang Meng's usual military deterrence and the protective character of the machinery factory.

The only person who could be plotted against among the surrounding neighbors, old sisters-in-law, and young wives was Sha Zhu.

According to kind-hearted people, Sha Zhu's reputation in Nanluoguxiang is now catching up with that of Xu Damao who was sent away and Jia Dongxu who is missing.

As a result, Qin Huairu's reputation has also deteriorated a bit.

In the words of some people, they used to think Qin Huairu was good, but now look at her like this.

Both of them are remarried and have no ties anymore, but they are still hanging around Sha Zhu. I'm afraid he must be a cruel and selfish person.

Xiaodang and Banggeng, who could be used as excuses by others, are nothing in front of Shazhu.

Didn’t you see that Shazhu was eager to treat Banggeng as his own son? Even if he had two burdens with him, he would definitely be happy to pair up with Qin Huairu.

The rumors in the courtyard continued.

On the other side, Director Wang led the team to the courtyard of Hou Polan.

Led by the uncle who was in charge of the courtyard, the group went straight to the shabby house in the backyard.

As the door was knocked open, things from the cellar and the house were moved to the yard one by one, which scared the neighbors.

When the manager of their courtyard inquired and learned that Hou Polan was involved in the reselling of important cultural relics, several people who usually had a good relationship with him turned around and cursed Hou Polan.

In this environment where the noise is getting louder and louder.

Han Chunming, who had borrowed some related books from the library out of curiosity, was thinking about using his pocket money to buy some things to show off in front of the Marquis of Junk, but he was scared.

Children are not frightened and cannot distinguish right from wrong.

I just heard more and more people cursing Hou Polan, and I instinctively thought that the words Hou Polan said were not good.

This also involves the fact that the other party is looking for bargains every day under the guise of collecting junk.

In Han Chunming's eyes, they all became crimes.

When it comes to other people's things, not only do they not pay the fair price if they know what they are doing, but they also deceive others by saying that the things are not valuable, and then buy them back at a low price to keep themselves happy.

In Han Chunming's eyes, this behavior was directly equated with the pawnshops in the past that defrauded people by writing mink coats as rotten jackets.

Thinking of the books he read every day, Han Chunming felt ashamed.

Hou Polan was taken away, and He Daqing was still in the iron fence.

In the next few days, Qin Huairu moved the old Jia family's things out of the house with the help of Sha Zhu.

A broken home is worth a fortune. Qin Huairu saw that she didn't collect much, but when she moved everything out and saw the light, she suddenly realized that the Jia family was not poor at all.

Apart from the money that Jia Zhang had saved up somehow, there was also a sewing machine and a box of money that was exchanged during the Year of the Dragon, which was said to be cotton for Banggeng to use when he got married.

There was a box of clothes that Jia Zhang had rarely worn, and seven or eight sets of quilt covers.

Two gold rings, three big gold teeth, and a broken watch that was found in the corner.

If it weren't for this complete move, Jia Zhang would probably not have remembered where she put these things.

You know, there are gold teeth and watches in here.

Previously, when Jia Dongxu got into trouble and needed to fill the gap, he was not dug up!
Aunt Yi's house is small, and with Qin Huairu and two children squeezed in, it is already very crowded.

These large items that take up space can only be moved to the house rented by Sha Zhu first.

Others didn't feel anything, but Shazhu, who slept soundly every day looking at the things belonging to Qin Huairu stuffed in the house.

Another week passed like this.

He Daqing was sentenced to be sent to a farm to reclaim wasteland and would not be able to return for fifteen years. Considering his age, this might be the end of his life.

Just when Sha Zhu and Bai Guafu were arguing in the courtyard because He Daqing did not leave a letter to divide the family property, they were having a big fight.

When they were preparing to divide the property in front of the neighbors during the day off.

Director Wang brought a certificate and led the teachers of Red Star Primary School to the courtyard.

As soon as I entered the yard, I saw Ran Qiuye hanging clothes in the front yard, and Yan Bugui who was taking advantage of the sunshine in the yard, writing and drawing on paper with a pen, thinking about something.

"Wow, isn't this Teacher Xiao Ran and Teacher Yan? Are you guys living in the same courtyard?!"

Listening to the person speaking, Yan Bugui, who felt the voice was somewhat familiar, raised his head and pushed the glasses he had just changed for the sake of his image: "Hey, Teacher Zhao? What a rare visitor. What brings you to our hospital on our day off?"

"Hey, Old Yan, what you said is not only about me, but also Director Wang!
You may not know this yet, but the guy who made you so messy before, Bang Geng, not only turned over a new leaf under my careful teaching, but also made great contributions!
We came to your school today to present an award to Banggeng!"

Teacher Zhao puffed out his chest and started bragging in front of Yan Bugui, regardless of whether the matter had anything to do with him or not.

"Achieve merit? Can a stick stalk achieve merit?!"

The pen in Yan Bugui's hand shook, and he almost lost his grip and broke the tip of the pen.

Not only the movements, but even the voices became sharper.

"Director Wang, is what Lao Zhao said true? After Bang Geng got me and Teacher Xiao Ran kicked out of school, he actually made a contribution?!"

Looking at the serious Director Wang, Yan Bugui was eager to know the result.

Under their hands, they would only teach them bad things and eventually they would even lose their jobs. But when it came to Zhao's hands, he actually made a contribution.

This huge contrast would make anyone feel uncomfortable.

"Hey, Old Yan, that's how it is. Bang Geng has done a great service, and it's not a small one."

Director Wang sighed and helped to provide evidence helplessly.

After hearing the definite answer, Yan Bugui's body stiffened, and he slumped down on the chair helplessly: "What a disgrace. What a disgrace. I have spent half my life teaching for nothing."

Yan Bugui was complaining to himself, but Ran Qiuye, who was hanging clothes nearby, seemed not to hear him. She calmly glanced at Teacher Zhao who was talking, lowered her eyelids silently, picked up the empty basin, turned around and walked back into the house.

When Director Wang brought Teacher Zhao into the middle courtyard, Yan Bugui, who had just been limp, stood up with all his strength: "No, I have to listen. Banggeng can be meritorious? Impossible, absolutely impossible! This kid has been a bad student since he was young. How can he be meritorious!"

I staggered to the middle courtyard, just in time for Director Wang to gather the neighbors in the courtyard and announce in public:

"Student Bang Geng made a great contribution by reporting that He Daqing had illegal property and following this lead, he discovered a batch of cultural relics that were also collected by someone using illegal means.

The street office and Red Star Primary School specially printed a certificate of merit to encourage them.”

After Director Wang finished speaking, Teacher Zhao, the representative of Red Star Primary School, stepped to the front and said, “Considering that Banggeng is injured, it may affect the final exam.

After research and decision by the school leadership team, Banggeng can be considered for promotion every year during his studies at Hongxing Primary School.

The results have passed the school test and I will be recommended to study at Hongxing Junior High School after graduation!"

A group of neighbors were still confused by what was said, but Yan Bugui, who followed closely, heard it clearly.

After going through so much trouble, it turns out that Banggeng will go to Hongxing Primary School in the future. He will not need to consider his final grades, and there will be no such thing as repeating a grade or being persuaded to drop out. He will be promoted to the next level every year.

And as long as he doesn't make any serious mistakes during his studies, the school will recommend Banggeng to Red Star Middle School after graduation.

As for whether he was expelled from school in the first grade or graduated from junior high school, it has nothing to do with Hongxing Primary School.

While Yan Bugui was still thinking about these things.

Yan Jiecheng, who had moved to the middle courtyard and rented the deaf old lady's house through the street, clapped his hands vigorously:

"Good! Good job, Banggeng! Shazhu, hurry up and applaud! Banggeng has done a great job! A great job at that! He even sent your father to jail!

This is a great achievement. You, Shazhu, can now compete with the Bai family in the courtyard for the family property. You have to thank Banggeng for sending your father to jail!"

(End of this chapter)