Siheyuan: Sap is the last word

"Ding! Thank you for the reward, host. These are just small things. As long as the host works hard to complete the task, there will be more and better rewards in the future!" The system's voice was full of temptation.

"Okay! I will definitely work hard!" He Yudong said with high morale.

He picked up his toolbox and walked out of the room.

He wants to make those who once looked down on him regret it!

......

Jia family.

"What? You said that He Yuzhu is not dead?" When Jia Zhang heard the news, she jumped up immediately, like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

"Mom, please speak softly. Don't let the neighbors hear us!" Qin Huairu quickly stepped forward to cover Jia Zhang's mouth, looking around nervously.

"How is this possible? He clearly..." Jia Zhang's eyes widened, her face full of disbelief.

"I find it strange too, but everyone in the hospital says so, and an old man also went to the factory to confirm it. He said that He Yuzhu is really fine, he just suffered some minor injuries, and he has gone home to rest." Qin Huairu said in a low voice.

"This..." Jia Zhang was suddenly panicked. She was hoping that He Yuzhu would die so that Qin Huairu could remarry and then take over He Yuzhu's house and property!

"No! I have to go and take a look. I don't believe that boy is so lucky!" Jia Zhang said and was about to go out.

"Mom, where are you going? Please don't do anything rash!" Qin Huairu hurriedly grabbed Jia Zhang and said anxiously.

"I want to see what tricks that boy is playing!" Jia Zhang shook off Qin Huairu's hand and rushed out of the house angrily.

......

When He Yudong returned to the courtyard, he saw Jia Zhang standing in the yard, pointing at his nose and cursing.

"He Yuzhu, you are such a heartless ungrateful bastard. You actually pretended to be dead and lied to us. You..."

He Yudong looked at Jia Zhang coldly, without a trace of warmth in his eyes.

"You old hag, watch your mouth! Who's pretending to be dead? I'm telling you, I'm alive and well now, so stop cursing me here!" He Yudong retorted bluntly.

"You...you..." Jia Zhang was frightened by He Yudong's momentum and was speechless for a while.

"What? You have no words to say? If you have no words to say, then get out of here! Don't get in my way here!" He Yudong snorted coldly and turned away.

"You...you stop right there!" Jia Zhang shouted angrily, "You heartless thing, have you forgotten how your father died? If it weren't for our family, you would have starved to death long ago..."

He Yudong turned around suddenly, a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes...

He Yudong opened his eyes, and the pungent smell of disinfectant almost drove him away. What came into view was a pale scene, pale walls, pale sheets, and...

"Hey, are you awake? I thought you would never be a fitter in your lifetime and would have to change your career and report to the King of Hell to collect your pension!"

A sarcastic voice exploded in his ears. He Yudong turned his head with great effort and was facing a greasy face with two whiskers trembling. Who else could it be but Xu Damao from the cafeteria?

"Xu Damao? Why are you here? What's happening to me..." He Yudong struggled to sit up, but found that his whole body seemed to be falling apart, and he gasped in pain.

"Oh, you still feel the pain? I thought you were made of iron!" Xu Damao said sarcastically, as if he wanted He Yudong to confess right here. "So, after being taught a lesson by an old man, have you figured it out? Now you know your own worth and won't dare to covet things you shouldn't covet anymore?"

An old man? A lesson? As He Yudong listened to these words, it was as if a string in his head was plucked suddenly, and fragments of unfamiliar memories came flooding back like a tide.

It turned out that he traveled through time and space to a period novel called "Siheyuan: The Transformation of Silly Zhuzi", and became the famous wronged person in the book - He Yuzhu.

The original owner, He Yuzhu, was a cook in the canteen of the steel mill. He was honest and could be bullied by anyone. Because he lost his mother when he was young and his father ran away, he was left with only his sister to depend on, so he obeyed the words of the "grandfather" Yi Zhonghai and treated him as his own father.

But his sincerity was in vain, as Yi Zhonghai did not treat him as a human being at all, and only wanted to take advantage of him and provide for his old age. Not only that, Yi Zhonghai also teamed up with other people in the hospital to exploit him in various ways, asking him to provide for this and donate to that, making him a walking ATM.

The reason why he was in the hospital this time was because Yi Zhonghai wanted him to marry his only beloved sister He Yushui to the lazy Jia Dongxu of the Jia family. He Yuzhu disagreed, so Yi Zhonghai labeled him "unfilial" and besieged him by a group of people in the hospital. In the end, he was kicked into the corner by the bastard Jia Dongxu and his head was broken.

Thinking back to the original owner's miserable life, He Yudong couldn't help but feel angry. He was a young man in the 21st century, but he was dressed like a punching bag? He couldn't swallow this!

"Xu Damao, you are such a chatterbox, are you ever going to stop?" At this moment, the door of the ward was pushed open, and a bloated woman with a face full of flesh walked in. Who else could it be but "Jia Zhang"?

As soon as Jia Zhang entered the room, she saw He Yudong had woken up. Her eyes suddenly lit up. She quickly walked to the bedside, grabbed his hand, and burst into tears: "Oh my silly Zhu! You are finally awake! If you don't wake up, how can I live like this!"

He Yudong was startled by her sudden enthusiasm and wanted to pull his hand back reflexively, but Jia Zhang's large hand, like a palm-leaf fan, held him tightly like an iron clamp, making him unable to move.

"Shazhu, you are the savior of our Dongxu! If it weren't for you, our Dongxu would..."

"Shut up!" He Yudong couldn't stand her evil voice any more, and roared, scaring Jia Zhang into silence.

"Who is Shazhu? You old hag, watch your mouth!" He Yudong stared at Jia Zhang coldly, his eyes as sharp as a knife.

Jia Zhang was frightened by his look and subconsciously let go of her hand. In her life, this was the first time she had seen such a terrifying look in the eyes of a coward like He Yuzhu.

"You...you..." Jia Zhang kept calling you that for a long time but couldn't make any sense.

"What do you mean 'me'? What's the matter? Do you still want to fight?" He Yudong said as he lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed.

"Hey, hey, hey, Shazhu, what are you doing? You are still injured!" Seeing this, Xu Damao hurried forward to stop him.

"Get lost!" He Yudong pushed him away and walked straight to Jia Zhang, looking down at her and saying word by word: "Jia Zhang, I'm telling you, from today on, I'm not Sha Zhu, I'm He Yudong! I can let go of what happened in the past, but in the future, if you dare to touch a hair on my head again, don't blame me for being rude!"

Jia Zhang was frightened by his words and turned pale. She stepped back and sat down on the ground.

"You...you dare to hit me? I am..."

"What's wrong with beating you?" He Yudong sneered, "Not only will I beat you, I will also..."

He suddenly leaned over and whispered something in Jia Zhang's ear. Jia Zhang's face changed drastically, and she stood there in a daze as if she had been struck by lightning.

He Yudong opened his eyes, the pungent smell of disinfectant filled his nostrils, and the noisy roar of machines filled his ears.

"Hiss..." He tried to sit up by supporting himself on the bed, but it pulled the wound on his body and made him gasp in pain.

"Brother, you're awake!" A clear voice sounded in my ears, filled with surprise and worry.

He Yudong turned around and saw a young girl wearing a Dacron shirt and two pigtails sitting by the bed. Her big watery eyes were looking at him with concern. It was none other than his adopted sister He Yushui.

"Yu Shui? Where is this? Why am I here?" He Yudong looked confused, his memory still stuck on the moment when he was pushed to the ground by Xu Damao's grandson.

"Brother, you have been in a coma for two days. This is a hospital! You were hit by a car. If an old man hadn't brought you here, you would have..." As He Yushui spoke, her eyes became red again.

"The car crashed? Who crashed it?" He Yudong frowned. He vaguely remembered that he seemed to be hit by something and then lost consciousness.

"It's the new driver in the factory, his name is... Ma Hua. I heard he's a half-baked driver who has only been here for a few days and is not very skilled. Look, he didn't see the road clearly when driving and directly hit you!" He Yushui said angrily, as if she was the one who was hit.

"Ma Hua?" He Yudong murmured to himself. Why does this name sound familiar?

At this time, the door of the ward was pushed open, and a middle-aged doctor in a white coat and glasses walked in, followed by a thin, pale-faced young man who looked a little timid.

"Comrade He Yudong, how do you feel? Are you feeling unwell anywhere?" the doctor asked while flipping through the medical record in his hand.

"Doctor, I'm fine, it's just this..." He Yudong was about to say that his head still hurt a little, but was interrupted by He Yushui beside him.

"Doctor, my brother hit his head and is still dizzy. Will there be any sequelae?" He Yushui asked anxiously. Her worried look made people who didn't know her think she was the patient.

The doctor frowned slightly when he heard this, turned to look at the young man, and said sternly: "You are the patient's family member, right? The patient needs to rest now, and so do you. Drive carefully and don't be rash. It's no joke if something goes wrong!"

The young man turned even paler when he heard this. He nodded timidly and said, "Yes, yes, doctor, you are right. I will pay attention next time. I will pay attention!"

"Comrade He Yudong, you have a good rest. If you need anything, just press the bell to call the nurse. I'll go to the ward first." After the doctor said this, he turned and left the ward.