Me! The dark horse of the Siheyuan, my wife Chen Xueru

The yellowed paper fell to the ground. Uncle San picked it up and took a look: "Divorce Agreement?"

"That's right!"

Aunt Zhang pointed at the deaf old lady and said, "This is the divorce agreement she forced our old hero Liu to sign."

Yang Muzi was surprised. He didn't expect such an accident to happen. Judging from the old lady's reaction, it seemed that there was something unknown.

"Aunt Zhang, please explain clearly, what is going on?" Aunt Zhang said word by word: "This martyr's widow is fake." "What!" "How could it be?"

"In the end what happened?"

"Didn't Grandpa Liu die in the battle? How could it be a fake?" Everyone in the yard was stunned.

Back then, the deaf old lady and her husband participated in the war and died on the battlefield. This is an ironclad fact.

For this, the deaf old lady also got the largest house among the three courtyards.

How come the deaf old lady, the martyr's widow, became fake?

Aunt Zhang looked at the deaf old lady and sneered, "Old lady, I'm afraid you will never forget what happened back then. Why don't you tell me about it?"

"Wow .."

The deaf old lady burst into tears on the spot, and she seemed to have aged ten years in a flash.

Aunt Zhang: "Since you don't want to say it, then I will say it for you.

That year, the Anti-Japanese War broke out, and Liu Lao responded to the call and participated in the Anti-Japanese War.

In order to fight for the family property, the deaf old lady forced the old hero Liu to pay a divorce agreement before he went to the battlefield.

The agreement stipulates that if the old hero Liu dies on the battlefield.

Then, they will automatically divorce, and all the property under the name of Liu Lao Yingxiong will belong to her."

"What! The deaf old lady is so vicious!" "Damn it, it's really too damned." "The old hero Liu will die with his eyes open!"

The people in the yard were filled with nothing but anger.

Yang Muzi clenched his fists and even wanted to punch the old man to death.

Mean, so mean. Just imagine it.

As a man, how does it feel to go to the battlefield with a divorce agreement like this?

If you die on the battlefield, you will die with your eyes wide open. In Yang Muzi's impression, the deaf old lady is not a good person, but

But I never thought she was so cruel.

Being able to do such a despicable thing, his heart is even more cruel than that of Jia Zhang.

"What's even more vicious is yet to come. I'm afraid you, the deaf old lady, would not have expected that the families of heroes who died on the battlefield would receive such good treatment after the founding of the country. So, she spent money to get connections and suppressed the divorce agreement. Besides, the divorce agreement was not found at the time, so she naturally became the widow of a martyr.

However, truth will eventually come to light. The divorce agreement is in the Hero Museum. It is not among the belongings of the old hero Liu, but among the belongings of another hero, sandwiched in a book.

The old hero Liu handed him over to his comrade, probably because he didn't want the deaf old lady to inherit his legacy, but sadly, his comrade also died. Recently, someone sorted out the relics in the museum and made the matter known to the world.

The old hero Liu can finally rest in peace. "

After finishing his words, Director Zhang looked at the deaf old lady and asked, "Do you have anything else to say?"

"I, I am willing to move out and give the house to Yang Muzi." The deaf old lady lowered her head. She had never thought that her past affairs would be exposed and she would end up in such a disgrace. It was all her own fault.

"Well, it's too late today. Tomorrow morning, your two families will switch houses. As you are old, I will not detain you. Take care of yourself."

Aunt Zhang took the inspection team away, and Xu Damao was also taken away.

Xu's father went to inquire about the news and found out that he would be detained for half a month.

"Oh my god, I never thought that the deaf old lady hid it so deeply."

"That's too bad. This old lady is simply not a human being. I tell you, if anyone dares to associate with her again, I will break your legs."

"What a despicable old lady, why doesn't she die?" "Oh! The family of old hero Liu has bad luck." That night, everyone in the yard was talking about the deaf old lady.

Overnight, the deaf old lady fell from the altar and became a target of public condemnation.

Without the five-guarantee status, the identity of a martyr's widow, and her house, her life in the future will probably not be easy.

The next morning.

The deaf old lady silently packed up her things and moved into Yang Muzi's house, while Yang Muzi moved to the backyard.

The deaf old lady's house is very big. It is said to have three rooms, but in fact it has four.

The main room is about 50 to 60 square meters, one bright and one dark, with a bedroom inside and a living room outside.

Even the side rooms are larger than Yang Muzi's original house.

You know, these three houses were built by the owner of the courtyard for himself as residence, and of course they are the largest.

No matter how many children they have in the future, there will be enough room for them.

"This kid actually has such a luxurious home. I, an old lady, am not at a disadvantage."

After looking at Yang Muzi's house, the deaf old lady felt more comforted.

Yang Muzi's house has been finely decorated, with floors underneath, ceilings above, and even the walls are painted white.

Moreover, there is a partition in the middle of the house, which makes it much warmer than her house in winter.

It's nice to live alone in this small house.

Yang Muzi brought the decoration team to the door of the deaf old lady.

"Yang Muzi, what are you doing here? Are you making fun of me, an old lady?" A trace of ferocity flashed across the deaf old lady's turbid eyes.

In her opinion, it was all because of Yang Muzi that she fell into this state.

"You are wrong. I don't have time to laugh at you. I am here to take back what belongs to me." Yang Muzi said in a flat voice.

The deaf old lady frowned and said, "Your furniture has been moved away. This is my home now. There is nothing of yours here."

Yang Muzi smiled and said, "I decorated this house. You want to take all my decorations with you."

"Yang Muzi, you are going too far!"

The deaf old lady's eyes were red. The only thing she liked was the decoration of Yang Muzi's house.

Unexpectedly, Yang Muzi took it down and refused to give it to him.

You know, it costs money to dismantle the decoration, and the things taken down are of no use at all.

Yang Muzi did this on purpose just to make things difficult for her.

Yang Muzi waved his hand and the decoration team took action. They first moved out the deaf old lady's things, and then smashed them with hammers and other tools.

All the painted walls were scraped off, all the ceilings were smashed down, and the partitions in the rooms were removed.

Finally, even the floor tiles were removed.

The deaf old lady was in a very bad condition. The house was full of potholes and it was inconvenient for her, an old lady with bound feet, to walk.

Look at the wall again, it's leaky on all sides, and she will freeze to death in winter. "Yang Muzi, you bully the old lady, you are not a human..." The deaf old lady cried.

Yang Muzi was quite particular. After dismantling everything, he put the deaf old lady's furniture back to her.

After all, we are old and can't move these things. We have to know how to respect the elderly.

After demolishing the deaf old lady’s house, the decoration team did not leave and began to decorate Yang Muzi’s new home.

Isn’t this a two hundred yuan reward from the government? It’s more than enough to decorate the house.

noon.

Aunt Zhang from the neighborhood committee came again and entered the deaf old lady's house and said, "This house still belongs to Yang Muzi. You are just staying here temporarily, so don't offend Yang Muzi, or he can kick you out at any time."

The reason was very simple. At noon, Yang Muzi went to the neighborhood committee. The neighborhood committee invalidated the deaf old lady's house title and made a new one for Yang Muzi.

The house where the deaf old lady lived originally belonged to Yang Muzi, and Yang Muzi's name was also written on the house certificate.

Yang Muzi said casually: "The old lady won't live long anyway, so why bother to use her name."

When the neighborhood committee heard this, they thought what Yang Muzi said made sense, so they did not change the name on the house title. However, they put forward a condition: as long as the deaf old lady was alive, she would be able to use the house, and when she died, the house would belong to Yang Muzi.

As for Director Zhang saying that Yang Muzi could drive her away, it was just to make things difficult for the deaf old lady.

No matter how wrong she is, she is still a resident of the neighborhood committee and she must be allowed to have a place to live.

"I...Yang Muzi, I hate you..." The deaf old lady was completely desperate.

three days later.

Yang Muzi's house has been completely renovated, and this renovation is even better than Chen Xueru's last renovation.

Even the side rooms were completely renovated.

Yang Muzi has thought it through. He plans to have two side rooms for each of his children when they grow up.

One room for the son and one for the daughter.

When we have another child, if it's a girl, she will live with Yang Pingxin, and if it's a boy, he will live with Yang Pingan.

"Wow, look, look, Muzi's house is really well decorated!" "This is where people live."

"Tsk tsk tsk, this house is a residence. After the decoration, it is really magnificent."

The house was renovated and the neighbors came to see it. Everyone was envious.

Yang Muzi suddenly moved into the largest house in the courtyard, which was decorated in the best way. Everyone found it incredible that a lazy man like him could end up like this.

At the same time, I felt very dissatisfied, envious and jealous.

Especially Uncle Er and Uncle Yi, they dream of living here.

In ancient times, this was the master's house, a symbol of power. Yang Muzi was just a young boy, so what right did he have to live in the master's house?

The autumn breeze is slightly cool.

The cold wind kept blowing into the house through the cracks in the wall, making the deaf old lady sleep uneasily.

The cold wasn't getting better yet, and now it's even worse.

I kept coughing most of the night.

"You old woman, why are you coughing? If you want to die, just die. Can't you let me sleep?"

The voice of Jia Zhang cursing could be heard.

She didn’t dare to scold the deaf old lady like that before, but now the deaf old lady has become a rat crossing the street, and Jia Zhang has no scruples anymore.

Jia Zhang's voice was very loud, and the deaf old lady heard it, but she could only pretend not to hear it.

Now she doesn't dare to provoke Jia Zhang.

Qin Huairu frowned and said, "Dongxu, talk to mom tomorrow and ask her to stop scolding the deaf old lady."

Jia Dongxu said disdainfully: "What are you afraid of? It's okay to scold this old man."

"Brother Dongxu, I want to provide for the deaf old lady." Qin Huairu said shockingly.

"You're crazy!" Jia Dongxu glared.

The deaf old lady is now a rat crossing the street. If they get close to her, aren't they afraid of being criticized by people in the yard?

Also, the five-guarantee status of the deaf old lady has been cancelled, so it doesn't cost money to support her?

Their own family is in financial difficulty, so how can they have spare money to support their elderly wife? Qin Huairu smiled and said, "Brother Dongxu, don't worry.

Listen to me, the deaf old lady is old and can only live for a few years. It doesn't cost much to support her.

We will take care of her in her old age, and when she is a hundred years old, the house will be ours. We only have two houses, we live in one and mom lives in another.

When the children grow up, or when they have more children, there will be no place to live.

If the deaf old lady's house could be given to us, wouldn't it solve our family's biggest worry?"

"Yes, why didn't I think of that, Huairu, you are really smart. I will tell mom tomorrow and ask her to be nicer to the old lady."

"Um!"

"Brother Dongxu, let's go to sleep." "Okay!"

"Crunch...Crunch...Crunch...Crunch!" Jia Dongxu fought quickly and was too exhausted to fight again after a while.

Time flies, and it is already late autumn. Chen Xueru's belly is getting bigger day by day.

Yang Ping'an and Yang Pingxin are one year and two months old. At this time, they are no different from two-year-old children in both mental and physical appearance. The two children are very crazy and run around the yard all day long.

At this time, Bang Geng had just started to take his first steps. It was a weekend and the adults were not at work.

Qin Huairu was washing clothes in the yard, and Banggeng was practicing walking in the yard.

Many adults in the yard were basking in the sun while playing with stick terriers. "Little stick terrier, come here, come to grandpa." "Sticky stick terrier, you are awesome, take two more steps."

"Bangeng, look what's in uncle's hand." "Banggeng..."

At this time, Yang Ping'an was holding the candy man in his hand, eating it while walking home.

"Sugar, sugar, sugar..."

Banggeng pounced towards Yang Pingan quickly. Yang Pingan was not paying attention and the candy man in his hand was grabbed by Banggeng.

Yang Ping'an became anxious, snatched the candy man back, and then slapped him, making Banggeng fall to the ground with his buttocks.

"Wow~~~Tangtang, Tangtang, eat Tangtang..." Banggeng cried loudly. "Asshole, how dare you hit my son."

Jia Dongxu ran over and pushed Yang Pingan to the ground, and the candy man in Yang Pingan's hand fell to the ground.

"Dongxu, what are you doing?"

"How can you, as an adult, get involved when kids are fighting?" "Ping An, stop crying!" the neighbors complained.

"Dad, Dad, someone hit me, help me!" Yang Ping'an cried and went back to the backyard. Banggeng picked up the candy man on the ground and ate it happily.

After a while, Yang Muzi walked into the middle courtyard with his son in his arms and a gloomy face.

"Ping'an, who hit you? Tell daddy!" "It's him!" Yang Ping'an pointed at Jia Dongxu.

"You are so bad, Jia Dongxu. You dare to hit my son. I will kill you!" Yang Muzi walked up to Jia Dongxu in two or three steps and grabbed him.

Bang bang bang….

Bang bang bang….

Bang bang bang….

He slapped Jia Dongxu in the face without paying any price.

After a while, Jia Dongxu was beaten so hard that blood was gushing out of his nose and mouth.

the other side.

Yang Ping'an ran to Banggeng, snatched the candy man again, and then imitated his father and hit Banggeng in the face.

Snap Snap…Snap Snap…Snap Snap…Snap Snap…

Banggeng was beaten and cried loudly. He looked at Yang Ping'an with fear in his eyes.