Siheyuan: The rise and fall of the He family is our responsibility

If He Yuzhu hadn't been released by the master today to be checked on, he wouldn't have accidentally seen He Yushui crying secretly.

He couldn't imagine what would happen if he hadn't come back so early, hadn't successfully comforted Yu Shui, and had waited for Yu Shui to sort out her emotions and bury the matter in her heart.

Judging from Yu Shui's personality, she would probably pretend nothing happened and then disappear alone while He Yuzhu was at work.

This kind of thing happened in his previous life. That was the first time he showed his annoyance towards Yu Shui. Yu Shui didn't say much at that time. She just ran away alone while he was out working.

If he hadn't met the police on the road, he couldn't imagine what Yu Shui would go through.

He Yuzhu couldn't imagine what he would do if He Yushui left without saying goodbye, so this time he ignored the deaf old lady's attempts to keep her and left without mercy.

On the other side, the deaf old lady looked at He Yuzhu's departing back, then looked at the bloodstains on the brick and the big banknotes next to the bloodstains, and sighed helplessly.

"Did I really do something wrong?" the deaf old lady murmured.

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He Yuzhu had just walked out of the deaf old lady's room and took a few steps when he heard a voice coming.

"Hey Zhuzi, what's wrong with your head? Come here quickly and let me take a look."

He Yuzhu looked up and saw a middle-aged man with a shaved head walking towards him anxiously. This man was none other than the old man Yi Zhonghai.

Here, let us first introduce what the manager is. Since the city of 1949 was liberated peacefully, many enemy spies were lurking in the city, waiting for opportunities to carry out persecution activities.

Especially in the first few years after liberation, the enemy's actions were the most arrogant, and they even used an entire mortar to bombard the Forbidden City at the founding ceremony.

It was precisely because of the need to deal with these ubiquitous enemy spies that there was a shortage of grassroots cadres in the city of Sijiu.

In order to fill this gap, the policy of "management is the boss" was implemented.

The policy mainly involves selecting three highly respected people in the courtyard to serve as stewards. Except for major accidents, all other trivial matters occurring in the courtyard will be handled by the stewards.

In this courtyard, the three uncles elected to manage the situation are the third uncle Yan Bugui who lives in the front yard, the first uncle Yi Zhonghai who lives in the middle yard, and the second uncle Liu Haizhong who lives in the back yard.

How should I put it? Each of these three is more important than the other. I don’t know how they were able to accurately select these three precious people when they were selected.

He Yuzhu suspected that if the position of Fourth Master existed, they would probably choose Jia Zhang as well.

Among these three noble men, He Yuzhu hated Yi Zhonghai the most, and his hatred for him was second only to that for the Jia family.

If one third of He Yuzhu's miserable life in his later years was to blame on himself, one third was to blame on the Jia family, and the remaining one third was all thanks to the old man standing in front of him.

In his previous life, Yi Zhonghai successfully brainwashed He Yuzhu into his pension tool by means of moral kidnapping and superb brainwashing techniques.

It would have been fine if he had simply let He Yuzhu take care of him in his old age, but the most infuriating thing was that he used the money left to him by Lou Xiao'e to transform the courtyard into a nursing home specifically for elderly people like them.

Although he used his own money to renovate the courtyard, he allowed Qin Huairu to transfer the property rights of the courtyard to the Jia family, which eventually led to him being kicked out by Banggeng and freezing to death on the street.

It can be said that if Yi Zhonghai had not embezzled his money, and if he had not condoned or even helped Qin Huairu transfer the property rights, He Yuzhu would not have frozen to death on the street.

Now seeing Yi Zhonghai's disgusting and hypocritical face, He Yuzhu couldn't help but beat him up severely.

He Yuzhu took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the violence in his heart, forced out a smile and said, "No need, sir. I just fell accidentally. Don't bother with me. If possible, can you get out of my sight?"

Although he told himself several times that he was not angry, He Yuzhu still couldn't help but swore.

"Strange, why does He Yuzhu look so strange today?" Yi Zhonghai wondered as he looked at He Yuzhu who was forcing a smile.

"He Yuzhu, what's your attitude? My master was kind enough to help you bandage the wound, but you are so ungrateful. You deserve to be an orphan!"

He Yuzhu looked in the direction of the voice and saw a young man about sixteen years old walking towards him quickly.

The young man looked gentle, but the pair of droopy eyes on his face, which were exactly the same as her mother's, destroyed his original temperament and made him look sarcastic and mean.

This person is Yi Zhonghai’s apprentice, Jia Dongxu.

The moment he saw Jia Dongxu, a hint of nostalgia flashed in He Yuzhu's eyes.

Speaking of which, the last time I saw Jia Dongxu seemed to be sixty years ago. When I saw him again, He Yuzhu felt a little complicated.

After seeing him, I subconsciously wanted to say: "Your wife is so "great", you are so lucky to marry her."

Seeing Jia Dongxu coming over, Yi Zhonghai quickly tried to smooth things over, "Okay, Dongxu, if they don't want to, then that's fine. As for Zhuzi, maybe he's in a bad mood."

"He Yuzhu, look how magnanimous my master is. Why don't you apologize quickly!" Jia Dongxu yelled at He Yuzhu.

You should know that since Jia Dongxu's father passed away, Yi Zhonghai, who had a very close relationship with Jia Dongxu's father, raised him as his own son. Jia Dongxu had long regarded Yi Zhonghai as his second father.

"Oh, really?" Hearing Jia Dongxu's words, He Yuzhu walked directly to Jia Dongxu, looked into his eyes and said, "Jia Dongxu, I advise you not to yell in front of me, otherwise you should be prepared to say goodbye to your precious teeth."

"You..." Jia Dongxu was shocked by the pressure brought by He Yuzhu and took a few steps back. Just when he met He Yuzhu face to face, Jia Dongxu found that although He Yuzhu was only thirteen years old, he was not much shorter than Jia Dongxu, who was sixteen years old.

"What do you mean by 'you'? If you don't believe me, you can try it. I mean what I say." He Yuzhu turned his wrist and threatened.

Although He Yuzhu looks like a steady and peaceful person now, this is all due to his age and experience.

When He Yuzhu was young, he was known for being a rogue and fighting was a common occurrence for him.

If Jia Dongxu was seeking death, he wouldn't mind cutting a hole in his head and making him become like himself.

Jia Dongxu had never seen such a person before. He was directly shocked by He Yuzhu's gangster aura. He stood there for a long time without being able to speak.