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Yan Bugui weighed his options and ultimately couldn't part with the six cents. He glanced at the tiles; there weren't too many, and he felt he could easily carry them over!
With such a commotion at Wang Jiefang's place, the people in the courtyard and the backyard certainly couldn't be oblivious!
Yi Zhonghai sauntered over, circling Wang Jiefang's tent twice before addressing him, "Wang Jiefang, your tent is blocking our courtyard's access. Have you discussed this with the people in our courtyard?"
Wang Jiefang, seeing Yi Zhonghai starting to stir trouble again, decided not to hold back. "Yi Zhonghai, how wide do you think your body is? Is that wide enough for the road? My tent is set up by the courtyard edge; tell me, who exactly is it affecting?"
"Regardless of who it affects, your tent needs to be approved by the people in the courtyard!" Yi Zhonghai retorted, realizing he was losing ground against Wang Jiefang and resorting to dragging everyone else into it.
"So you mean that even if the street office agrees, it doesn't matter unless our courtyard approves? I want to ask if that's really how it works with the street office!" Wang Jiefang shot back.
Upon hearing that Wang Jiefang wanted to involve the street office, Yi Zhonghai backed down. "Well, since it's approved by the street office, why didn't you say so earlier? You had me worried for nothing!"
Yi Zhonghai was good at moral high ground and shifting topics. Fearing Wang Jiefang would continue pressing him, he switched tactics. "Wang Jiefang, our courtyard is all about unity and friendship. Since your family isn't short on money, why not let these craftsmen help fix up Jia's house? It's been leaking for a while."
Qin Huairu stood quietly behind Yi Zhonghai, waiting for Wang Jiefang's response. Having been on the receiving end of his disdain a few times before, she decided not to provoke him further.
"Wang Jiefang," Yi Zhonghai continued, "you constantly preach about unity and helping each other. Aren't you embarrassed?"
"What? You look unhappy? Fine, let me ask you this: knowing your disciple's house is leaking, why haven't you stepped up to help fix it? Why wait until I start repairing my house before suggesting help?"
"Don't tell me they just discovered the leak!"
Wang Jiefang's words left Yi Zhonghai's face alternating between green and red. At that moment, Yan Bugui added fuel to the fire. "Old Yi, I think what Xiao Wang said makes sense. Although Dongxu isn't here, Huairu is still your disciple, right? How can you just stand by while her house leaks? What would Dongxu think of you as a master?"
Yi Zhonghai didn't expect Yan Bugui to stab him in the back like this. He glared at him just as Jia Zhangshi's voice rang out: "Oh dear! Dongxu! Old Jia! Come quick! The people in our courtyard are bullying us orphans! Even your good brother Dongxu's master doesn't care about our leaking house!"
"I'm at my wit's end here!"
With Jia Zhangshi causing a scene, Yi Zhonghai redirected his anger towards her—what a troublesome ally!
Wherever there was excitement, there were people from the courtyard. They watched Yi Zhonghai flounder with glee.
Feeling embarrassed and wanting to leave, Yi Zhonghai shouted angrily: "Jia Zhangshi, that's enough!"
Seeing Yi Zhonghai angry made Jia Zhangshi back off a bit. Once he calmed down, he turned to their neighbors and said: "I apologize everyone; it's my oversight as a master. Once Wang Jiefang finishes his repairs, I'll talk to Master Gu about fixing Jia's house."
With that said, Yi Zhonghai left with a scowl on his face. Qin Huairu also smiled as she departed; she hadn't spoken much but felt satisfied with how things turned out.
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