RNP Page 201
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"Did you think you'd be safe just by hiding during the day?"
"Old Jia's coffin was thrown away by Wan Ping'an long ago. If it weren't for Yi Zhonghai, your Old Jia's remains would probably be gone."
Yan Fugui spat.
He wasn't in a hurry to go home; he guessed that something good was about to happen.
Let's wait and see what happens.
"Mom, isn't it a bit inappropriate to leave Dad's coffin in front of the Wan family's door?"
On the way back, Jia Dongxu was a little worried.
"What's wrong?"
"I just want to disgust him to death."
"That old comrade Yi Zhonghai said that the dead should be respected, and even Wan Ping'an wouldn't dare to touch your father's coffin."
"He, he, he..."
Before Jia Zhangshi could finish speaking, she froze and stammered.
A coffin, smelly and covered in mud, was parked in front of their house.
Sunny day.
There was plenty of moonlight and starlight.
So that Jia Zhangshi could see it clearly.
"what 's wrong?"
Jia Zhangshi was stunned.
Jia Dongxu's eyes reddened.
Even in death, his father did not find peace!
"It must have been Wan Ping'an who did it."
“We threw the coffin at his doorstep, and he threw it back, along with all this mud.”
Jia Zhangshi realized what was happening.
"Let's go find Wan Ping'an and settle the score."
"Respect for the dead is paramount. How could he make your father's coffin so dirty?"
We demand an explanation!
Jia Zhangshi stormed off to the backyard.
Yan Fugui followed with a smile.
If Wan Ping'an dared to throw away Old Jia's coffin, he wouldn't be afraid of Jia Zhangshi and would definitely give her a good beating.
"You damned Wan Ping'an, come out here!"
Before Jia Zhangshi even reached the backyard, her voice arrived first.
A sharp roar echoed throughout the courtyard.
It was just dark.
Most people are still awake.
Some people haven't gone to bed yet.
Hearing Jia Zhangshi's shouts, everyone came out to see what was going on.
day.
Wan Ping'an threw away Lao Jia's coffin.
Many people had already guessed that there would be a spectacle tonight and were already waiting for it.
As soon as Jia Zhangshi called out, they all came out.
The door opened.
Wan Ping'an appeared before the gatekeeper of the Jia family.
Jia Zhangshi subconsciously took a step back.
Jia Dongxu also took a step back.
coax!
Many people laughed.
As soon as Wan Ping'an opened the door, without saying a word, just with a glance, the Jia family mother and son retreated. Was there any need to say who won and who lost?
"Wan Ping'an, what did you do to Lao Jia's coffin?"
Jia Zhangshi questioned.
"Did you have someone place Old Jia's coffin in front of our house?"
Wan Ping'an asked coldly.
"right!"
Jia Zhang nodded.
"That's exactly what I wanted to hear!"
Before Wan Ping'an could finish speaking, he rushed to the gatekeeper of the Jia family.
Bang!
Jia Dongxu flew away.
Bang!
Jia Zhangshi also flew away.
Bang bang bang!
What followed was a brutal beating.
The Jia family mother and son didn't even have the ability to strike in unison; they were completely overwhelmed and brutally beaten!
Wan Ping'an finished the fight.
The Jia family mother and son lay on the ground, unable to get up.
"Wan Ping'an, you're bullying us orphans and widows."
"Waaaaah, you all be the judge! He bullied us orphans and widows, is he even human?"
Jia Zhangshi cried.
"Orphans and widows?"
"What a joke! Do you think I have a lot of family members?"
Wan Ping'an sneered.
Jia Zhangshi's crying stopped abruptly.
She then remembered that the Jia family consisted of an orphan and a widow, but there were still two people in the family.
Wan Ping'an's family consists of only one person.
Everyone realized what was happening!
“Mrs. Jia, let’s settle the accounts.”
"The coffin in my hometown was thrown out by eight burly men I hired; I paid each of them ten yuan."
"Plus, dismantling the mourning tent cost another twenty yuan."
"It cost a total of one hundred yuan, which you have to pay. In addition, you should compensate me one hundred yuan for emotional distress, making a total of two hundred yuan!"
When will you give it to me?
Wan Ping'an started demanding payment.
"Are you crazy?"
"You threw away Lao Jia's coffin, so you should compensate me for my emotional distress. How can you ask me for money?"
Hearing about money.
Jia Zhangshi is no longer in pain.
He immediately jumped up and pointed at Wan Ping'an, accusing him.
"Not paying?"
“It’s okay. Starting tomorrow, I’ll come to you for the money every day.”
"If you don't give it to me, I'll beat you and your son up. I'll charge you one yuan per person for each beating, so you and your son can save two yuan a day!"
"Two hundred yuan, which means I'll beat you up for three consecutive months."
"It's up to you. Do you want to be beaten for more than three months straight, or give me two hundred yuan?"