Siheyuan magic can defeat magic

Chapter 235 Huang Guifang returned the money to He Yu and asked for a letter of apology.

Huang Guifang returned to the yard with heavy steps. Her eyes fell on Sha Zhu who was standing upright at the door, and she couldn't help but sigh deeply.

She walked into the room silently, bent down and groped under the bed, and finally found a tattered box.

She pulled the box out with force, then carefully opened the lid, revealing a rusty iron box.

Huang Guifang gently opened the lid of the box, and what came into view was a thick stack of banknotes, each of which was a brand new big black ten.

Huang Guifang looked at the money carefully, and an indescribable emotion surged in her heart.

This money was the living expenses sent by He Daqing that her husband embezzled and intercepted. It was accumulated over the years, but it seemed so heavy at this moment.

Apart from the money, there was nothing else in the iron box.

Huang Guifang closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm her inner turmoil.

She rummaged again through the place where she had hidden her money and pulled out another small box.

She counted out five hundred dollars and put it in, then held it tightly in her arms, as if it was her last hope.

She slowly walked out of the house, staring at He Yuzhu with complicated eyes.

The thought kept running through her mind that if she didn't get Zhuzi's forgiveness, her partner might face serious consequences.

This contradiction and entanglement made her feel even more depressed.

Finally, Huang Guifang plucked up the courage to walk up to He Yu and spoke to him softly.

"Zhu Zi, I have something to tell you. Can you come to my house?"

There was a hint of pleading in her voice and hope in her eyes.

He Yu looked at Huang Guifang, who looked exhausted and as if she would fall down at the slightest breeze, and couldn't help feeling sympathy and pity in his heart. He nodded gently to show his understanding and comfort.

Then they came to Yi Zhonghai's home together.

After entering the room, the two sat in the chairs silently, no one spoke, and the whole atmosphere seemed a little solemn and depressing.

After a while, Huang Guifang broke the silence.

She slowly took out an old and rusty iron box from her arms, then carefully pushed it in front of He Yu and spoke to him softly.

"Zhu Zi, I really don't know anything about what your uncle did.

If he hadn't been arrested, I would probably still be kept in the dark.

This is the living expenses your uncle secretly intercepted and sent to you by your father. All the money is in this box. Please count it carefully. "

After listening to Huang Guifang's words, He Yu just frowned slightly, but did not show his emotions too much.

He took the box silently and gently opened the lid.

In an instant, what came into view was a stack of neatly stacked, brand new big black tens.

However, He Yu just glanced at the banknotes roughly, then immediately raised his head, looked at Huang Guifang with a firm gaze, and asked.

"Aunt, I remember that every time my father sent me money, he also sent me letters from him to me and my sister. Where are those letters?"

There was a hint of doubt and dissatisfaction in his voice.

When Huang Guifang heard this, her face turned pale instantly and she stood there in a daze, as if she had been struck by lightning.

Her mind kept recalling the scene of rummaging through the box just now, and she was very sure that apart from that iron box, she would not find anything else.

Huang Guifang was also confused about the letter. She swore that she had never even seen its shadow.

"This, this... Zhuzi! I really haven't seen the letters you mentioned."

Huang Guifang's voice was trembling and helpless.

She took a deep breath and continued.

"But don't worry, I'll go to the police station to find Lao Yi and ask him where he put the letter.

Don't you think so? He must know where it is, and if we can find the letter, all problems will be solved."

As Huang Guifang spoke, she looked at He Yu with pleading eyes, hoping that he could understand her difficulties.

Then she asked cautiously.

"Now can you please give the uncle a letter of apology? Since I have helped you carry the rain for so many years, please help the aunt."

As she spoke, Huang Guifang took out five hundred yuan from her bosom, placed it gently on the table, and then knelt down in front of He Yu without hesitation.

Tears welled up in her eyes and her voice was choked.

"Zhu Zi, please give Lao Yi a chance! He is old and can't stand the hardship anymore.

"This five hundred yuan is my old Yi's way of making up for you, is that ok with you?"

Huang Guifang knew very well that Yi Zhonghai had made it very clear at the police station, and without He Yu's letter of apology, the consequences could be very serious.

She really couldn't bear to see Yi Zhonghai suffer more hardships, so she begged He Yu so humbly.

Otherwise, my wife would have been in trouble for sure. If there was a letter of apology, she might have been able to get out during her lifetime.

Therefore, Huang Guifang had no choice but to kneel down and beg for mercy in front of He Yu.

He Yu quickly helped Huang Guifang up and said with difficulty.

"Auntie, this is really not about money. I need to find out the truth first. Please get up first. Don't be like this."

Huang Guifang burst into tears, grabbed He Yu's hand and refused to let go, begging desperately.

"Zhu Zi, I know you are a kind-hearted child.

Please, for my sake, spare your uncle this time!"

He Yu felt conflicted. He understood Huang Guifang's difficulties, but he just didn't want to let Yi Zhonghai go.

"Auntie, please get up first, since you helped take care of Yu in the past.

I can consider letting Yi Zhonghai go, but I have a request.

That is, Yi Zhonghai returns the letter my father sent to my brother and me, and then we can discuss the letter of understanding."

Huang Guifang nodded and said after hearing what He Yu said.

"I understand, Zhuzi, you take the money first, I will go to the police station to find Lao Yi.

Please wait for me first."

He Yu shook his head, pushed the money back, and then said.

"There's no rush for the money. You should go ask Yi Zhonghai first!"

After He Yu finished speaking, he turned and left, holding an iron box in his arms.

Huang Guifang looked at He Yu's departing back, then turned to look at the money on the table.

She couldn't help but smile bitterly. Then she put the money away and went out to the police station.

He Yu stood at the door of his house, looking at Huang Guifang's departing back, he couldn't help but sneer.

Based on his understanding of Yi Zhonghai, the old man might have burned the letter long ago.

Therefore, it is impossible to issue a letter of understanding, haha!

Huang Guifang hurried out of the yard. She had to solve the problem today, otherwise it would be too late.

After running around today, she now felt exhausted and could only find a tricycle and ride towards the police station.

After she arrived at the police station, she was filled with anxiety and uneasiness while waiting to meet Yi Zhonghai.

Finally, when Yi Zhonghai walked into the meeting room, Huang Guifang immediately went up to him and spoke anxiously.

"Old Yi, Zhuzi said that as long as you return the letters Daqing has sent him over the years, he will give you a letter of forgiveness.

Lao Yi, please tell me quickly, where did you put those letters? I will get them back and give them to Zhuzi right away!

Then you can ask him to write a letter of apology, hurry up and tell me!"

Huang Guifang's voice was tinged with anxiety. She stared at Yi Zhonghai, hoping to find some answers from his expression.

However, Yi Zhonghai's reaction surprised her.

His face turned pale and weak in an instant, as if he had suffered a huge blow.

His hands began to tremble uncontrollably, revealing his extreme nervousness.

When Huang Guifang saw her husband's expression, she became even more worried.

She couldn't help but ask again.

"Old Yi, please hurry up and tell me. It's getting late. We have to solve this problem quickly."

Yi Zhonghai's lips moved, but his voice sounded a little stuttering.

"Th-those letters, I-I-I burned them all.

Every time I received the money, I burned it without even reading the contents of the letter. "

There was a hint of helplessness and regret in his eyes.

Huang Guifang felt disappointed after hearing what Yi Zhonghai said.

She originally thought that she could solve the problem through these letters, but she didn't expect to get such a result.

She couldn't help but sigh and said to Yi Zhonghai.

"Old Yi, why are you so confused? These letters may be very important to Zhuzi, how can you just burn them casually? What should we do now?"

Yi Zhonghai lowered his head and remained silent. He also realized that his actions might have serious consequences.

He sat silently opposite Huang Guifang, thinking about how to deal with this dilemma next.

Huang Guifang looked at him and although she was anxious, she knew that she couldn't blame him any more at this time.

She decided to calm down and try to find other solutions.

After a moment's silence, Huang Guifang took a deep breath and said to Yi Zhonghai.

“Well, since the letter has been burned, we can only think of other ways to solve this problem.

We can go and have a good talk with Zhuzi, explain to him what happened, and see if we can gain his understanding and forgiveness.

After all, we have lived in the same courtyard for so long, and we should be tolerant and supportive of each other. "

Yi Zhonghai nodded slightly, indicating that he agreed with Huang Guifang's idea.

Although he still felt guilty and uneasy in his heart, he also understood that the only thing he could do now was to face reality positively and strive to seek the possibility of reconciliation.

Therefore, Huang Guifang decided to go back and find Zhuzi and communicate with him sincerely, hoping to resolve the crisis.

Yi Zhonghai looked at his wife, then he spoke to his wife.

"It's not possible for you to go alone. I'm afraid Zhuzi must hate both of us now.

You go back to the old lady and ask her to help me do some ideological work on Zhuzi.

The old lady should come out to help, after all, she still depends on you to take care of her."

When Huang Guifang heard this, she also thought that this was a solution. Zhuzi usually listened to the old lady.

"Old Yi! I'll go back first, please be careful!"

After saying that, Huang Guifang hurriedly walked outside.

After all, time waits for no one. If Zhuzi is slow in giving the letter of apology, it will be useless.

So Huang Guifang didn't care about wasting money or anything, and directly found a tricycle and rode towards the courtyard.

(Thanks to the three love-generating gifts from 姩?轻诳, and thanks to the boss for his support.)