When Leon saw Jia Zhangshi rushing toward him, he dodged to the side.
Jia Zhangshi, unable to stop herself in time, crashed straight into Yan Bugui’s flower bed.
Whoosh!
Not only was Jia Zhangshi covered in dust and dirt from the impact, but several flowerpots were also smashed to pieces.
“Jia Zhangshi, what are you doing!?” Yan Bugui roared.
“You little bastard, you dare to dodge!?
I’ll scratch your face until it’s bruised and bloody!” Jia Zhangshi wiped the mud from her face and charged forward again, baring her teeth and brandishing her claws.
Leon did not indulge her behavior.
As he dodged to the side, he lightly hooked his foot out.
“Ah…” With a scream, Jia Zhangshi rolled several times before finally stopping.
A large bump swelled on her forehead.
She sat on the ground, slapped her thigh, and wiped away her tears.
“Old Jia, you left too early, leaving me all alone to be bullied!
Come up and take this little beast away!
Old Jia…” “Mom.” Qin Huairu, who had been bringing the clothes back home, heard the commotion outside and immediately ran out to help Jia Zhangshi up.
Smack!
Without saying a word, Jia Zhangshi slapped Qin Huairu across the face.
“Where the hell were you just now!?
I was almost beaten to death, and you didn’t even show up!?” “I… I was collecting the clothes,” Qin Huairu said, her eyes turning red.
“You old hag, keep shouting…” Leon leisurely offered Yan Bugui a cigarette, then lit one for himself as well.
“You little bastard, don’t be so smug!
My Old Jia will take you away sooner or later!” Jia Zhangshi, who had been about to get up, plopped back down on the ground and began wailing again.
“Old Jia, come quickly and see!
This little bastard is too arrogant!
Old Jia—” “Mom, what are you doing!?” A shout suddenly came from outside the door.
Jia Dongxu, Yi Zhonghai, and the others who lived in the courtyard had all returned from work.
When they saw Jia Zhangshi sitting at the door and wailing, they did not rush home.
Instead, they stopped to watch the spectacle.
“Dr.
Cole, what’s going on?” Yi Zhonghai shouted angrily.
“I don’t know.” Leon shrugged innocently and said, “Isn’t Jia Zhangshi calling back a soul?
I was just thinking, doesn’t this count as promoting feudal superstition?
Sir, you’re the most impartial one here.
Should we call the neighborhood committee?
If that doesn’t work, we can call the police…” “…” Hearing this, Jia Zhangshi immediately stopped wailing.
Her eyes were filled with resentment as she looked at Leon, wishing she could kill him on the spot.
“What do you mean, promoting feudal superstition?
We’re all neighbors.
A little fuss won’t cause any major problem,” Yi Zhonghai said, beginning to smooth things over.
“Just a little fuss?” Leon asked in surprise.
“What else could it be?” Yi Zhonghai said irritably, “You’re new here and don’t understand anything yet.
You’ll have to learn slowly.” “Oh, the elder is right.” Leon gave him a thumbs-up before turning to Yan Bugui.
“Since it’s just a little commotion, shouldn’t she at least compensate someone for breaking his flowerpots?” When it came to compensation, Yan Bugui immediately became wide awake and jumped out.
“That’s right.
Aunt Jia, you broke three of my flowerpots and flowers.
You have to pay for them!” “Pah!
Your flowerpots hit my head.
You have to pay my medical expenses!” Jia Zhangshi shouted.
“That’s right, Third Uncle.
You have to pay for my mother’s medical fees,” Jia Dongxu chimed in.
“Old Yan, look at how big the bump on Jia’s head is.
She needs to see a doctor,” Yi Zhonghai said earnestly.
“No, why are they coming after me!?” Yan Bugui cried out in shock.
“Third Uncle, why don’t we invite someone from the neighborhood committee to come and talk about this matter of ‘promoting feudal superstition’…” Leon said quietly.
“…” Yan Bugui was immediately tempted.
It seemed Jia Zhangshi was trying to extort him.
He knew Yi Zhonghai’s character best.
But if they went to the neighborhood committee, then the money for the flowerpots would definitely be settled, right?
Yi Zhonghai’s face darkened, and he scolded, “We’re all neighbors.
Why go to the neighborhood committee?
All right, go home.
Stop making a scene.” Jia Zhangshi wanted to say something, but Jia Dongxu stopped her.
He knew his master had already given them a way out.
If the neighborhood committee really came, not only would Jia Zhangshi be scolded, but she might also have to compensate Yan Bugui for the flowerpots.
After cursing “bad luck,” Yan Bugui turned and went home.
Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Leon shrugged and turned back as well.
“You little beast, you’ll get your retribution sooner or later.” Jia Zhangshi spat at Leon’s retreating figure.
Yi Zhonghai and Jia Dongxu were also seething with hatred.
Today, he had caused a scene in the cafeteria and left Sha Zhu utterly humiliated.
Fortunately, Leon had not exposed the fact that they had all tried to seize his house yesterday.
Otherwise, they would have been in serious trouble.
“Master, this kid is too arrogant.
We need to teach him a lesson,” Jia Dongxu whispered.
“Yes, we have to teach him a lesson!” Jia Zhangshi said through gritted teeth.
Qin Huairu looked at her mother-in-law and husband, then wisely kept her mouth shut.
“Teach him?
What can we use to teach him?” Yi Zhonghai sighed.
“He’s the factory doctor.
He has nothing to do with us.
He hides in the clinic every day.
You won’t even have a chance to make trouble for him.” “That little beast is a doctor!?” Jia Zhangshi was surprised, but her hatred for Leon only grew stronger.
Why should that little beast get all the benefits?
“All right, everyone go back and eat.” Yi Zhonghai could not think of a way to deal with Leon for the time being, so he could only ask everyone to disperse.
After returning to the house, Leon immediately faced a dilemma.
Although he had cooking utensils, liquor, and meat, he was not very good at cooking.
Even if he were, he had no interest in cooking.
In his time, who was not supported by those knights who “donned yellow robes”?
After thinking for a long time, he suddenly slapped his forehead.
Wasn’t there a cook in this courtyard?
Backyard.
A dejected Sha Zhu returned to his house.
Because of Leon’s outburst, he had been scolded by the director for the entire afternoon.
If the factory manager had not needed the small kitchen, he probably would have received a demerit as well.
“Damn it, Leon.
Don’t fall into my hands, or I’ll kill you.” Sha Zhu cursed angrily and prepared to find something to fill his stomach.
Bang!
His door was kicked open.
“Leon, what do you want!?” Sha Zhu shouted angrily.
“I’ll treat you to a drink.” Leon shook the bottle of Erguotou in his hand.
Gulp!
Sha Zhu swallowed hard and asked warily, “You’d be kind enough to invite me for a drink?” “Look at you.
Such a coward.
It was just a fight.
What’s the big deal?” Leon said disdainfully.
“I’m not a coward!” Sha Zhu retorted angrily.
“I think you’re the only real man I’ve seen in this courtyard.
The food and drinks are all ready.
Are you coming or not?” Leon leaned against the doorframe.
“Could it be… you’re really chickening out?” “Chicken out?” Sha Zhu stood up and shouted, “I don’t know the meaning of those words.
It’s just drinking.
Let’s go.” “That’s more like it,” Leon laughed.