Siheyuan: I am the Smart Pillar

Looking in the direction pointed by her sister-in-law, Qin Huairu was really frightened even though she was strong enough. Jia Zhang was burning paper money at the door of her house, mumbling something. No matter how brave Qin Huairu was, she was just a woman. She was naturally very scared of such supernatural things.

She rolled and crawled to the bed and woke up her husband He Yuzhu. He Yuzhu was dreaming in bed. He was still a little unhappy to be woken up by Qin Huairu. But looking at his wife's panic, he said in a daze, "My wife, what's wrong with you?"

Fortunately, it was late autumn, and although He Yuzhu was shirtless, he was still wearing shorts. Otherwise, it would be very embarrassing if his sister saw him in this outfit. He Yushui stood at the door, blushing and lowering her head. There are differences between men and women, even if he is your brother, you have to avoid suspicion.

Qin Huairu asked He Yuzhu to put on his clothes and go to the door to take a look. Seeing the look on his wife's face, He Yuzhu was a little confused. But he still put on the short-sleeved shirt next to him, put on flip-flops, and walked towards the door. Seeing his sister trembling, He Yuzhu smiled and touched his head.

He looked outside the house, and his face was immediately filled with black lines of anger. He looked around and set his sights on the basin of foot-washing water in the corner. He Yuzhu's mouth showed a slight arc, picked up the basin, and strode out of the house. He poured it towards Jia Zhang, who was burning paper at the door of her house, without any mercy.

But Jia Zhang was so angry that she wiped the water off her face and said to He Yuzhu fiercely, "Silly Zhu, are you sick? Did I provoke you or offend you? Hey, Old Jia, Dongxu, you two come up and take a look. I was bullied to death by this stupid Zhu."

Jia Zhang's cry was like a cuckoo crying blood, so sad! The neighbors who had just fallen asleep in the courtyard were woken up all of a sudden. They all came out with dark faces. Why didn't this old woman want to do anything in the middle of the night? When Yi Zhonghai walked to the middle courtyard in a rage, he found that He Yuzhu was holding a basin in his hand, and Jia Zhang's face and body had been soaked.

Subconsciously, he thought that it was He Yuzhu who bullied Jia Zhang, so he started to curse at her at the top of his voice, and said with a dark face, "Zhuzi, I think you are really getting more and more outrageous. Now you even bully orphans and widows. Are you worthy of the friendship between Dongxu and you? You are really outrageous."

Many people in the courtyard had a preconceived notion that He Yuzhu had bullied the orphans and widows of the Jia family. However, due to He Yuzhu's relationship as the canteen director, they could not say anything openly. But they were indignant and insulting in private. He Yuzhu snorted coldly, pointed at Jia Zhang and said, "Look at this old woman who didn't sleep in the middle of the night and burned paper in front of our house. If this happened to you, would you be willing to do it?"

The people in the courtyard could see clearly that there was a pile of paper ash beside Jia Zhangshi, and some things like ingots and candles beside it. He Yuzhu kicked those things away with a gloomy face, making Jia Zhangshi's face red with anger. He yelled at the top of his voice, "Silly Zhu, you turtle bastard. Aren't you really afraid that our Dongxu will retaliate against you? These are tributes from our Dongxu. Dongxu will definitely come to find you at night."

The vicious curse frightened the people in the courtyard. People are still very superstitious these days, and they have great faith in ghosts and gods. I really didn't expect that He Yuzhu was so tough that he kicked all of Jia Dongxu's tributes away.

He Yuzhu sneered, curled his lips and said, "Old man, I'll tell you clearly. Don't say that Jia Dongxu is dead now. I'm not afraid even if Jia Dongxu comes back to life. I wasn't afraid of him when he was alive, let alone a dead man. You old man dare to do this kind of thing in front of our house. Do you really think that our He family is easy to bully?"

The menacing look frightened the people in the courtyard. It also frightened the angry Jia Zhang. He didn't expect that the ghosts and gods he regarded as gods were just a toy in front of this silly Zhu. Looking at the bulging eyes of the silly Zhu, he was so scared.

He Yuzhu was really angry tonight. He picked up a shovel beside him and said with a dark face, "Old Mrs. Jia, don't you fucking love these superstitions? Then I'll let you see how powerful I, He Yuzhu, am." He Yuzhu took the shovel and wanted to destroy Jia Dongxu's mourning hall. To be honest, he would never believe that when a person dies, it's like a light goes out.

Yan Fugui quickly asked his three sons to stop He Yuzhu. The relationship between the two families was very good, and he really didn't want He Yuzhu to become the target of public criticism. Yan Jiecheng hugged He Yuzhu's arm and said, "Brother Zhuzi, Brother Zhuzi, calm down. There is no need for us to be so petty with Jia Zhang, don't you think?"

This masculine side won the admiration of the young girls and wives in the courtyard. With such a man who stood tall and upright outside, these newly married young wives envied Qin Huairu very much. Qin Huairu was also very proud. To be honest, she was very scared just now. But her man did something that would kill gods and Buddhas, so how could she, as a wife, hold her man back?

Several young men who usually have a very good relationship with He Yuzhu's family also grabbed He Yuzhu. He Yuzhu said to these people with a bad face, "Let go of you all. This old guy wants to treat me as a soft persimmon, but I think he has made a wrong calculation. I must destroy his son's mourning hall today. By then, what can Jia Dongxu do even if his spirit is still in the afterlife?"

Yi Zhonghai who was standing next to him was so angry that his face turned red. He gritted his teeth and said to He Yuzhu and the people in the courtyard, "He Yuzhu, you bastard, you really don't take these people in our courtyard seriously. Wow, I will tell Director Wang tomorrow that he must kick you out of this courtyard. You are really too outrageous."

He Yuzhu snorted coldly. In He Yuzhu's mind, the danger from Yi Zhonghai was no different from farting! Can you take other people's farts seriously? He Yuzhu snorted coldly and said, "Okay, old man. If you have the ability, go to Director Wang tomorrow and drive my husband and I out of this No. 95 compound. Our He family's house is a private house. It was bought with real money when my father was still alive."

"You f*cking think this is the old society. Poor people like us have no place to appeal for grievances. If you don't go and tell the street office tomorrow, you're my f*cking son. This old woman stayed up late at night to burn paper at our doorstep. You're already old, don't you know what this means?"