Siheyuan, my new life

Yi Zhonghai stared at the roof with empty eyes, but his mind was thinking about what to do next. Now he was almost penniless. Qu Xiuqin, the damned woman, swept away all his property. Of course, he couldn't let her go easily. More importantly, he had to find a way to get back his treasures, but it was impossible for him to leave the city and go to the Northeast.

First of all, I don’t even have the money for the trip. If I want to travel thousands of miles to the Northeast, I must have at least three to five hundred yuan on me, especially I must have enough national food coupons, otherwise it would be difficult to buy the food I need even with money.

More importantly, in his current situation, the street office would not issue him a letter of introduction. It was almost a daydream for him to travel far away without a letter of introduction. Yi Zhonghai believed that even if he went to the street office now, he would be rejected. They might think that he was evading punishment, and might even impose heavier penalties.

As for what he had promised Jia Dongxu and Qin Huairu, he could only give up for now. How could he get the money to give them when he was penniless? Originally, Yi Zhonghai agreed to their request without hesitation in the Security Department because he had enough confidence. Just selling a little of the yellow croakers he had hidden was enough to deal with the current dilemma. But now his hidden treasures had been stolen by that damn woman Qu Xiuqin. Yi Zhonghai didn't dare to call the police openly. After all, he couldn't explain the origin of those things. If he was found out that he had killed someone, it would add a lot of trouble. Although it happened before liberation, he had concealed it for so many years. Even if the government would not continue to investigate his murder, those treasures would definitely be confiscated.

I guess the reason why Qu Xiuqin dared to steal everything was because she thought that Yi Zhonghai didn't dare to call the police.

In fact, when Qu Xiuqin proposed to contact the Northeast to find her parents and relatives, Yi Zhonghai certainly could not refuse. After all, this is human nature. However, he did not want Qu Xiuqin to have contact with her hometown in the Northeast. At that time, he just thought, what if the Northeast asked for some help from him?

Although Yi Zhonghai always talks about "respecting the elderly and loving the young, and helping each other" on the surface, if he really has to pay out his own money, he will not be willing to pay any price.

Therefore, when Qu Xiuqin's hometown replied, Yi Zhonghai burned the letters directly after reading them. He burned all three letters in a row. Even the telegram from the Northeast informing him that Qu Xiuqin's mother was critically ill was concealed by Yi Zhonghai.

Now that Qu Xiuqin has fled back to her hometown in Northeast China with the money, she must know that I concealed the letter. I guess she hates me even more now.

Yi Zhonghai was actually a little worried. If he rashly went to ask for things, would he be beaten to death by Qu Xiuqin's family? He grew up in the Northeast and knew very well how tough the people there were. If they knew what he had done, he would probably be beaten to death or crippled.

After thinking about it, Yi Zhonghai's eyes suddenly lit up. Yes, there is also the old deaf man in the backyard.

Thinking of this, Yi Zhonghai immediately stood up as if he had been given an injection of chicken blood. He quickly took off all his smelly clothes, then walked into the kitchen, washed the pots and boiled water, and started busying himself.

He first boiled some warm water, Yi Zhonghai quickly wiped his body, smelled it carefully, and found that the pungent smell was gone, then he started to cook.

Yi Zhonghai had just checked the things in the kitchen and had to admit that Qu Xiuqin was really cruel. The bag of flour that he had just bought a few days ago was nowhere to be found, leaving only the empty flour bag in the flour jar.

There was only a little rice and half a jar of corn flour at home, so Yi Zhonghai had to pick out a bowl of rice, add water to the pot, and cook porridge.

Over the years, Yi Zhonghai has been accustomed to a simple life of having everything provided for him. He is fortunate that he knew how to cook when he was in his hometown in Northeast China. Although he has not cooked for many years, he can still cook some rice.

Sitting in front of the stove and burning a fire, Yi Zhonghai was thinking about how to negotiate with the old deaf man later. Yes, Yi Zhonghai remembered the gold that the old deaf man showed him. Now he was penniless and could only extort some yellow croaker from the old deaf man to overcome the current difficulties.

Yi Zhonghai believed that the old deaf man had no choice but to obey in order to shut him up. Otherwise, once he reported him to the street office, not only would the gold be confiscated, but even the old deaf man's status as a five-guarantee household would be revoked.

When the kitchen was filled with the aroma of rice, Yi Zhonghai quickly took out a mustard greens from the pickle jar, washed it briefly, cut it into two pieces and put it on the plate. His already hungry stomach, now smelling the aroma of rice, immediately started to growl non-stop.

Lifting the lid of the pot, Yi Zhonghai served himself a big bowl of steaming and fragrant rice porridge. After it cooled down a little, he began to eat it, taking bites of pickles and porridge, slurping it up.

After drinking three bowls of rice in a row, Yi Zhonghai burped comfortably. Without even bothering to wash the bowl, he lit a cigarette and staggered out of the house.

When they saw Yi Zhonghai, the housewives who would normally greet him enthusiastically lowered their heads, as if they were avoiding the plague god, and no one paid any attention to this former manager.

Yi Zhonghai didn't have the energy to pay attention to these old women with long hair and short knowledge, and walked towards the backyard.

When Yi Zhonghai disappeared behind the door, the women who were originally sitting under the tree immediately stood up and followed him. Everyone wanted to see what Yi Zhonghai was doing in the backyard right after he came back.

At this time, the deaf old lady was sitting on a chair in front of the main house. Aunt Huang from next door was sewing shoe soles while chatting with the old lady. Xiao Yushui and Aunt Huang's little brother were digging ant nests with their little butts sticking out.

Aunt Huang accidentally looked up and saw Yi Zhonghai coming over. She quickly stood up and stood in front of the deaf old lady. She said with a sullen face: "Yi Zhonghai, what are you doing in the backyard?"

Yi Zhonghai ignored the other party and said to the deaf old lady who was still leaning on the chair with a fake smile: "Old lady, I haven't seen you for a few days. I hope you are in good health."

The deaf old lady gently touched Aunt Huang who was standing in front of her, then smiled and said: "It's Xiao Yi, when you are released, just live a good life at home. I am well fed and well slept now, so you don't need to worry about me."