Siheyuan: Rebirth of He Yuzhu, God of Cooking starts

Why should I be afraid of Yi Zhonghai? He is no longer in charge

"Yi Zhonghai, please give my son's life back!"

When He Daqing and Bai Cuihua returned to the courtyard at No. 95 Luogu Lane, Jia Zhang was sitting on the ground, crying with runny noses and bursting into tears, and was having a heated argument with Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai was really angry. He glared at Mrs. Jia Zhang and said angrily: "Ms. Jia Zhang, what else do you want to do? Didn't we already talk about it in front of the deaf old lady yesterday?"

"I will give you seven hundred yuan, and our two families will be able to write off the death of your son Jia Dongxu, and you will no longer rely on me in the future."

"What? Do you want to go back on what Jia Zhang just promised yesterday?"

Yi Zhonghai was really furious.

He did save some money a few years ago, when he was still working in the steel rolling mill.

But now, he was sent to the scrap pile of the machine repair shop to pick up scraps, and his salary was pitifully low.

Aunt Yi also has lung disease, and she often catches a cold when it's cloudy or rainy.

He now has two children to support at home.

He has to help the deaf old lady from time to time, be a good example to the neighbors in the compound, and maintain his image as a good old man.

Yesterday, Yi Zhonghai gave seven hundred yuan to the Jia family all at once, which was already heartbreaking for Yi Zhonghai.

I came back from get off work today and I was exhausted. I originally wanted to take a good rest, but as soon as I entered the courtyard, Mrs. Jia and Zhang came up to me like a dog's skin plaster, shamelessly stinging me.

Yi Zhonghai was very angry.

He now wanted to rush forward and strangle Jia Zhang to death.

Yi Zhonghai has never seen such a shameless old woman like Jia Zhang in his life.

After hearing what Liu Cheng said, Jia Zhang suddenly regretted it.

Liu Cheng is absolutely right. How can her son Jia Dongxu's life be worth only 700 yuan?

At least Yi Zhonghai must get a thousand yuan.

As soon as Yi Zhonghai came back, Jia Zhang sat down on the ground and cried to Yi Zhonghai, asking Yi Zhonghai to get another thousand yuan.

Otherwise, this matter is not over.

Aunt Yi made Mrs. Jia Zhang very angry a few days ago, and she is lying in the room right now.

There are more and more neighbors around.

These neighbors are not too worried about the excitement.

Xu Damao even gloated and echoed: "Aunt Zhang is so right. Jia Dongxu's life only costs 700 yuan. Isn't this life too cheap? At least I have to let Uncle Yi give another 1,000 yuan to the Jia family. Spoon spoon.”

Yi Zhonghai turned his head and stared at Xu Damao fiercely.

Xu Damao was so frightened that he took a step back, waved his hand, and said with a smile: "Uncle Yi, why are you staring at me? This is what Aunt Zhang said to you just now, and I just repeated it. If you can, go and stare at Aunt Zhang ah."

Xu Damao's daughter-in-law Wang Chunhua was standing nearby. When she saw her man being so cowardly, she immediately became angry.

She pointed at Xu Damao and said: "Xu Damao, you coward, why are you afraid of Yi Zhonghai? Yi Zhonghai is no longer the first uncle in our compound. There is only one uncle in charge in our compound now, and that is Er. uncle."

This Wang Chunhua was originally a widow in a rural village. She had only been married to Xu Damao for a few months, but Wang Chunhua had already figured out the doorways in the compound.

It was even harder to get around in this compound than in the countryside.

There are so many neighbors in the compound, but none of them are good.

Yi Zhonghai was originally the steward of the compound, and everyone respectfully called him Uncle Yi.

But can this uncle handle all that as a human matter?

He encouraged Jia Dongxu to falsely accuse He Yuzhu again and again, and even secretly hid a gun. He was sentenced and was almost taken to target practice.

The steel rolling mill took pity on him and gave him a job to sort through scraps in the scrap pile of the machine repair shop.

He, Yi Zhonghai, still dares to ride the wind and waves in the compound?

Her man, Xu Damao, is a projectionist at the steel rolling mill and one of the eight most popular members.

Wang Chunhua really couldn't figure out why the men in her family were so afraid of Yi Zhonghai?

After being silenced by his mother-in-law for a few words, Xu Damao immediately woke up.

",~Yes, why am I afraid of Yi Zhonghai? He is no longer the first uncle in the compound now."

"Not only is he not an uncle, he has already lost his reputation. He has long been a thief that everyone wants to beat."

"Grandma, I'm so used to being afraid of this old boy Yi Zhonghai."

After Xu Damao figured it out, his face was very confused.

He pointed at Yi Zhonghai's nose and cursed: "What are you staring at? If you dare to glare at me again, I will dig out your eyes. Do you believe it?"

Yi Zhonghai was too lazy to talk to Xu Damao. He shook his head and turned to Jia Zhang and said, "Jia Zhang, please stop fooling around. The death of your son Jia Dongxu has nothing to do with me." None of them applied."

"Yesterday, the reason why I gave you the seven hundred yuan was entirely because of Dongxu's filial piety to me in the past few years."

"Ms. Jia Zhang, if you continue to act recklessly, I will go to the street office and sue you for disturbing the people and causing trouble, and I will ask Director Wang to send you back to your hometown in the countryside to farm!"

Yi Zhonghai knew very well what Jia Zhang's weakness was.

This fat old woman has been fed well and lazy in the past few years since she came to the city. She has long been indifferent to the four limbs and the five grains.

Let her go back to the countryside to farm?

Might as well kill her.

Yi Zhonghai gave Jia Zhang three hundred yuan to avoid disaster, but asked Qin Huairu to write a letter of guarantee and Jia Zhang pressed his fingerprints.

Sure enough, after hearing what Yi Zhonghai said, Jia Zhang's expression immediately changed in fright.

"Yi Zhonghai, don't bully others too much!"

"You killed my son Dongxu, why should I cry a few times?"

"You said it yourself. My son Dongxu was so filial to you in the past few years. It's not an exaggeration to treat Yi Zhonghai as his own father." "What? Now that my son is dead, you give some to our family." What happened to the settlement fee?”

"But the seven hundred yuan you gave is too little, right? You have to round it up no matter what, right? What's wrong with you giving our family another three hundred yuan?"

"Give me money! Give me money now. Give our family three hundred yuan now. I promise I will never make trouble with your family again."

Jia Zhang also took a step back and no longer asked for a thousand yuan. She only asked Yi Zhonghai to give her another three hundred yuan.

He Daqing was watching the excitement from the side. He felt that with Jia Zhang's pig brain, it was impossible to think of asking Yi Zhonghai for money again.

It must be Liu Cheng, who might have said something to the bookkeeper behind his back.

He Daqing scanned the crowd and saw Liu Cheng in the corner.

Seeing the gloating look on Liu Cheng's face again, He Daqing confirmed his 330 conjecture.

Just when Jia Zhang and Yi Zhonghai were arguing, Qin Huairu came back from outside.

"Mom, Uncle Yi, what's wrong with you?"

Qin Huairu asked in surprise.

Liu Cheng was still puzzled.

Just now, when he was talking to Jia Zhang, Qin Huairu was beside him.

I didn't see when Qin Huairu went out.

It’s such a coincidence that it’s coming back now, isn’t it?

Yi Zhonghai said to Qin Huairu with a gloomy face: "Qin Huairu, please take care of your mother-in-law. This person is too capricious, and her words can't be kept, right?"