"Dad, it’s not Mom and Sis’s fault, it’s my bad." Xiao Jian, who was kicked out by Zhao Jian, after hitting the wall, still pleaded for them with Zhao Gui who rushed over. Oh no? Auntie Zhao and Zhao Juan didn’t expect Zhao Gui didn’t rest. Considering he had just lost his temper, Zhao Gui should have gone back to his room to rest. Otherwise, how would they have dared to harshly reprimand Zhao Jian at this time, what a turn of events, today it just went so wrong, and Zhao Gui saw you. What to do? Auntie Zhao and her daughter were genuinely panicking, they didn’t know what to do, glancing at each other. They were thinking, if possible, let the other person take the blame, so that both wouldn’t have to suffer. Their thoughts were aligned, but unfortunately, each wished the other would step forward and take the fall. Auntie Zhao thought Zhao Juan was anyways married off, and even if she did such a thing, how much worse could it get? Zhao Juan felt even less inclined to admit it, especially since it was Auntie Zhao who hit first, and she only occasionally disciplined Xiao Jian because he wasn’t doing well. Moreover, Zhao Juan was still hoping, thinking that when she gets married, Zhao Gui could at least give her a dowry. If she did this, Zhao Juan knew the idea of getting a dowry would be out of the question. This is how the mother and daughter exchanged glances, no one noticed Zhao Gui glaring fiercely at them. Zhao Gui knew well enough that Auntie Zhao and her daughter disliked Xiao Jian. He warned them harshly, assuming they wouldn’t cross the line. A moment ago, he looked at Xiao Jian’s abdomen, realizing he overestimated them; they’re just bullies at home. "You’d better hope Xiao Jian is fine, or else." Zhao Gui saw they didn’t feel they had done anything wrong, he really didn’t want to speak to them. He had long said what he needed, but they were stubbornly obstinate, what more could he do? Now, he truly felt grateful, knowing that nephews can’t be relied on, having adopted a son; otherwise, with a vicious wife and daughter, and a dumb thoughtless nephew. Whenever Zhao Gui thought about having to clean up their messes for the rest of his life, he felt dizzy. Fortunately, fortunately, Zhao Gui continuously felt grateful. "Someone, help me take Xiao Jian to the hospital." If he could, Zhao Gui really didn’t want to trouble the neighbors at this time. But there was no other way, he really couldn’t take Xiao Jian to the hospital himself. The central courtyard wasn’t as populated as earlier, the ones involved were gone, and everyone else needed to allocate things, leaving no one. Even if someone heard Zhao Gui’s plea, they pretended not to hear; they really didn’t want to help. As for Zhao Gui, they thought he was also too calculating—people like that are best kept at arm’s length. Realizing there was no one, he had no choice but to find Zhang Yu. Her family had a car and could possibly help look after Xiao Jian. Zhang Yu heard Zhao Gui calling for help, but she just pretended not to hear, after all, she had already said that their families wouldn’t interact at any level anymore. Seeing Zhao Gui come over, Zhang Yu’s expression was less than welcoming, "Why are you looking for me?" "Um, Xiao Jian is hurt, can you come with me to take him to the hospital?" Zhao Gui looked quite upset. Xiao Jian hurt? Zhang Yu looked skeptically at Zhao Gui, "He was fine just now, everyone was outside laughing at Zhao Fu, how did he become unwell now?" Zhang Yu looked at him suspiciously, "You’re not planning to blame your son’s condition on me, are you?" Although Zhao Gui shouldn’t be that shameless, some things can’t just be thought too well of. "No, no." Normally, or to anyone else, Zhao Gui would have been furious, questioning why someone would think that of him, was he really that kind of person? But since it was Zhang Yu, Zhao Gui really couldn’t muster the strength. He originally didn’t want to say it, considering it involved family shame; talking about it wouldn’t give any face to his wife and daughter, or to himself. But seeing Zhang Yu’s expression, it was clear the other neighbors would inquire too, let alone the way Xiao Jian looked, someone was bound to ask. He had no choice but to reluctantly admit, "Got kicked out by Zhao Juan, then hit the wall." What? Zhang Yu knew Zhao Juan disliked Xiao Jian, and had seen Auntie Zhao seize upon minor mistakes to discipline the foster son. But never did she think Zhao Juan would act so viciously—Zhang Yu shivered, "I’m not going to the hospital." "You can borrow the car for ten cents." Zhang Yu directly stated the price. Zhao Gui originally thought, with their current pitiful state, Zhang Yu might put aside their grudges, but didn’t expect her to still be so heartless. "Okay." Zhao Gui sighed internally, knowing that he had to pay, otherwise he wouldn’t get the car. Exchanging a dime for the car, "Take care of it. If the tire goes flat, remember to patch it up." "Also, check the car wire. If it snaps, you’ll have to pay, also the bell, brakes, etc., check everything." "Otherwise, when returning the car, I’ll do a thorough check, and the costs will be yours." Previously, neighbors wouldn’t pay for such troubles when borrowing cars. Now, of course, Zhang Yu brought it up, she wouldn’t endure losses just for a dime; that would be pure folly. What could Zhao Gui do? He had to carefully examine it, "No problem." Since Zhang Yu was unwilling to help, Zhao Gui had to call Auntie Zhao and her daughter, "Come to the hospital with me." "Zhao Juan, bring money, you’re paying for these expenses." Zhao Gui initially considered paying himself, but thought again, it was Zhao Juan’s mistake, why should he cover this? This child was inherently bad; preaching big morals was useless—directly making her pay might leave a lasting impression. What? Make her pay? Zhao Juan’s first thought was obvious resistance, "I don’t have money." "No money, huh? Fine, I’ll speak to your boss." Zhao Gui said sternly, glaring at Zhao Juan. "You—aren’t you afraid I’ll lose my job?" "Why would I worry, even if you’re jobless, you’re getting married anyway." "If you remain unmarried, it doesn’t matter, I’ll give you ten yuan a month, enough for you to live, and you’ll handle all the housework." "Do it poorly, and you’ll be kicked out immediately." Zhao Gui knew he couldn’t afford to show any leniency, or he’d suffer himself. "You can try." Zhao Gui carried Xiao Jian, "You can choose not to go to the hospital, or not to pay." Auntie Zhao panicked, "I’ll go, I’ll go." Five yuan a month wasn’t enough to fill the stomach.