radicalducati Chapter 283 Yi Zhonghai’s Thoughts
Chapter 283 Yi Zhonghai’s Thoughts
After Liu Guangqi returned to the Qi family, he looked like a frost-bitten eggplant, listless and dejected. He told Qi Sihui and his father Qi Tiancheng everything that had happened.
When Qi Sihui heard this, she was immediately anxious and asked, "What did Master Yi say? Doesn't he want to help?"
Liu Guangqi had a bitter look on his face. He shook his head helplessly and replied with a sigh, "Alas...Mr. Yi said that this matter is really risky, so he needs time to think it over carefully. He asked me to go over tomorrow to listen to his advice."
Qi Tiancheng, who was standing by, couldn't help but let out a long sigh upon seeing this. His words revealed a hint of helplessness, but also a bit of understanding of Yi Zhonghai's approach.
"This is human nature. After all, this matter is of great importance and is by no means a joke. Yi Zhonghai must be extremely cautious and think carefully. Regardless of the final result, our family must be fully prepared in advance to calmly deal with various situations that may arise next."
That night, Liu Guangqi tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.
Various possible responses from Yi Zhonghai kept appearing in his mind. He was full of expectations that Yi Zhonghai would agree to help, but also full of fear of being ruthlessly rejected.
These complex emotions intertwined together made him suffer, like an ant on a hot pan, restless.
Qi Sihui tossed and turned in her room, unable to fall asleep for a long time. She clasped her hands together and prayed silently for the two of them, hoping that things would develop in a good direction.
After Liu Guangqi left, Yi Zhonghai couldn't suppress his inner excitement. He rubbed his hands excitedly, and an expression of pride that was hard to conceal appeared on his wrinkled old face.
At this moment, the image of Haizhu's furious but helpless look when he heard the news appeared in his mind, and a sense of pleasure surged in his heart.
This feeling is just like a hunter witnessing with his own eyes the prey he has been tracking for days finally falling into a carefully laid trap.
Yi Zhonghai turned around happily and looked eagerly at the middle-aged woman standing beside him, unable to suppress the joy in his heart any longer.
"Look, old lady, I've said it before! Liu Haizhong usually beats and scolds his children. How can he raise outstanding children with such a rough and bad education method? Isn't this coming true now? His eldest son is actually going to elope with his girlfriend to a faraway place! This is completely the bitter fruit of his wrong education method!"
After hearing what Yi Zhonghai said, the aunt couldn't help but sigh softly, and a trace of regret and emotion appeared on her originally calm face.
She frowned slightly and said worriedly, "Zhong Hai, this matter may not be that simple. Are you really determined to help Liu Guangqi? If Liu Haizhong finds out about this, the consequences will be disastrous! After all, we all live in the same yard and see each other every day. If our relationship becomes too strained because of this, won't it be awkward to get along with each other in the future? After all, we have been neighbors for many years. Isn't it a bit too much to act like this?"
Yi Zhonghai snorted coldly, and a dull and dissatisfied sound came out of his nose. His eyes, which were not big to begin with, narrowed into a slit, flashing with resentment, like two flames about to burn.
"Why not help? Don't you know? The kid with Liu Haizhong has come to my door in person to beg me!" Yi Zhonghai said gritting his teeth, every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, with deep hatred.
"Have you forgotten how Liu Haizhong treated me before?" Yi Zhonghai became more and more excited as he spoke. Veins popped out on his forehead and his hands clenched into fists unconsciously. "This despicable guy stabbed me in the back and took away my position as the great uncle! I have been enduring this period of time, but the resentment in my heart has never subsided!"
Having said that, Yi Zhonghai took a deep breath and tried to calm himself, but the anger in his eyes was still burning.
"I have been waiting for this opportunity to take revenge on him for so long. Now that I have finally got the chance, how could I let it go so easily? I must let him know that there will be no good consequences if he offends me, Yi Zhonghai!"
After hearing what her husband said, an old lady standing by couldn't help but frowned and a look of worry appeared on her face.
She hesitated for a moment, but still advised softly: "But, old man, isn't it a bit unkind for us to do this? After all, we are all neighbors and we will see each other every day. If we do something bad behind the scenes like this...if this gets out, how will others view us? I'm afraid they will think we are the kind of sinister villains who like to say bad things about others behind their backs and do small things. Then we will definitely be spurned and criticized by everyone."
Yi Zhonghai had a furious look on his face and waved his hand impatiently, interrupting her words abruptly.
I saw him frowning, veins popping out on his forehead, and his voice suddenly rose, like a thunderclap in the air: "Humph! Was there any integrity in what he did? I am determined to go against him today! Didn't he try every means to stop Liu Guangqi and that girl from getting together? But I am going to do the opposite and help them achieve this marriage!"
"I really want to see what kind of wonderful expression will appear on his face when he finds out that his beloved son has run away from home! So that he can personally experience the pain of losing a loved one. All of this is his own fault and he deserves the retribution!"
An old lady standing nearby couldn't help but groan inwardly when she saw Yi Zhonghai's resolute attitude.
She sighed softly and shook her head helplessly, knowing that even if she tried her best she would not be able to persuade Yi Zhonghai to change his mind.
So she had to lower her voice and mutter softly: "Alas... Judging from the current situation, this matter may cause a huge uproar in our small courtyard! When that happens, the whole courtyard will never have a moment of peace again!"
Yi Zhonghai didn't care about this matter at all. He just paced slowly in the room.
At this moment, his clever mind was working rapidly, and he had already begun to carefully plan how to help Liu Guangqi write the application.
As he walked, he thought to himself, "I have to do it perfectly, and be able to cleverly deceive that cunning Liu Haizhong, so that he can't detect even the slightest clue; at the same time, I have to think of a way to severely dampen his spirit, and it would be best if he could be so angry that he would jump up and down. But he can't do anything about me, so I can only swallow this Coptis fruit like a dumb person, and I have no words to express my pain!"
Thinking of this, Yi Zhonghai's mouth corners couldn't help but slightly rise, revealing an imperceptible sly smile.
He secretly made up his mind that he must give Liu Haizhong a warning this time and make him realize one thing deeply - going against him would only bring trouble upon himself and would not end well.
And Liu Haizhong will definitely pay the price for his past actions!
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The next morning, the sun rose as usual, but the warmth seemed somewhat soft and weak, as if it took a lot of effort to penetrate the thin and almost transparent clouds.
The sunlight fell sporadically, illuminating the slightly old and mottled street.
The various buildings standing on both sides of the street, after being eroded and worn away by a long period of time, reveal an indescribable sense of vicissitudes.
They stand there quietly, silently telling people stories that happened long ago.
Qi Tiancheng got up early in the morning. When the first ray of sunlight shone into the room, he had already sat up from the old wooden bed that creaked at the slightest movement.
At this moment, there was a barely perceptible hint of tiredness in his eyes, mixed with a hint of heaviness.
He began to tidy up his clothes with gentle but extremely careful and meticulous movements.
Although the clothes he wore were just some ordinary everyday wear.
But he still took great care to smooth out every tiny wrinkle on his clothes.
He buttoned up all the buttons at the collar neatly and tightly, then gently straightened the corners of his clothes, trying his best to make himself look dignified, decent and generous.
Afterwards, Qi Tiancheng slowly walked to the wooden cabinet that looked quite shabby.
He first stretched out his hands and very carefully grasped the rusty handle on the cabinet door, then slowly pulled the door open with a little force.
Then he bent down and looked inside the cabinet, his eyes finally fixed on a small package in the corner.
The small package contained exactly one thousand dollars in cash that he had prepared in advance.
Every piece of this money carries his countless efforts and unspeakable helplessness.
You know, this is most of his life savings accumulated through years of hard work and frugality!
He carefully took out the old cloth bag that had been washed to a slightly white color, gently put the banknotes in one by one, and then carefully wrapped them up layer by layer.
When he was done, he held the cloth bag tightly, as if it weighed a thousand pounds.
When he took a step, he could clearly feel the heavy weight in his hands with every step.
And this weight seemed to turn into heavy sighs, constantly reminding him of the hardships and pain behind it, as well as his deep worry about the unknown consequences that were about to come.
However, even so, he did not hesitate or retreat in the slightest.
At the same time, he did not forget to bring the gifts of cigarettes, alcohol and tea that he had carefully prepared.
Although his leader only asked him to bring the money and didn't ask him to bring anything else, he was still asking for help.
After all, if you need something else, you can't point to what others want. This is also a kind of courtesy and shows their sincerity.
To others, these may be just some ordinary gifts, but in his heart, they are much more than that.
These things were more like the last glimmer of hope in his heart.
Because he fully expected that with these gifts, the leader who held key power would pay more attention and care to him, and be willing to spend more time and energy on the children's affairs.
Even a tiny bit of favoritism or bias could become an important opportunity to change the trajectory of their family's destiny.
He dragged his legs as if they were weighed down by lead blocks; every step he took seemed so difficult and heavy.
The originally brisk steps now became extremely slow, as if they were stuck in a deep quagmire and unable to extricate themselves.
He walked slowly towards his leader's office. This journey, which usually took only a few minutes, seemed endless at this moment.
Along the way, his mood was like a bottle of overturned five flavors, with sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty flavors all rushing into his heart.
My mind is like an out-of-control projector, playing all kinds of possible scenarios uncontrollably.
Sometimes, he worriedly wondered whether his leader would suddenly change his mind and easily abandon the promise he had made so confidently, wiping out all the hard work and sweat they had put in, and making all their efforts come to nothing in an instant.
Sometimes, he became anxious, fearing that once the money he had raised with great effort was handed over, it would sink quietly like a stone thrown into a bottomless abyss, without even a splash of hope.
However, things remained stagnant and there was no improvement. In the end, he could only watch helplessly as he lost both his money and his life, ending up with a tragic and miserable ending.
While he was daydreaming like this, he finally arrived at the door of his leader's office without realizing it.
Qi Tiancheng seemed to be a sculpture, standing there blankly, motionless.
Time seemed to freeze, everything around him became extremely quiet, and only his own breathing was clearly audible.
He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, trying his best to calm his restless heart.
However, his chest rising and falling mercilessly betrayed him, revealing the tension and anxiety in his heart that he could not conceal.
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