The Beginning of Siheyuan Blackmailing Yi Zhonghai

Middle Court.

As soon as Qin Huairu returned home, she saw Jia Zhang staring at her angrily.

"Mom, what's wrong? Why don't you sleep?"

"Why did you go to save Yi Zhonghai?" Jia Zhang asked angrily.

"I saw it and saved it, what's wrong with that?" Qin Huairu didn't understand.

Jia Zhang raised her hand and pointed at Qin Huairu, her expression looking as if she had lost several hundred dollars.

"Do you know that if he dies, his house, his money, and everything else he has will all belong to us?"

"Ah?" Qin Huairu was even more confused.

"Yi Zhonghai is a man with no family and no relatives. He only has Dongxu as his disciple who has kowtowed to him. Tell me, whose things he left behind could belong to?" Jia Zhang said gritting her teeth, her thoughts very clear.

Qin Huairu was so regretful that she smacked her teeth.

But when you think about it, it doesn’t make sense. The treasure hasn’t been found yet.

She thought for a moment and said, "Mom, didn't you want the uncle to marry you?"

"So what? It's also for his money?"

"Mom, do you think he will marry you?"

"How will you know if you don't try!"

Qin Huairu held her forehead with her hand. Sooner or later, Jia Zhang would know about the matter, so it would be better to confess it formally today.

"Mom, I have something to tell you, don't get excited."

"what's up?"

"I overheard a piece of news before. An old man hid a treasure that could be sold for tens of thousands of dollars."

"Is it true? Who told you that?" Jia Zhang was so excited that she almost jumped up.

"Auntie, I heard her chatting with an uncle."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

Jia Zhang became even more excited. Now, she had to find a way to marry Yi Zhonghai.

Qin Huairu also made up lies to make her and Yi Zhonghai's plan go smoothly.

"Mom, an old man has committed suicide. Tell me, should I save him?"

"We must save him. No, go look in his house and see if the treasure is in his house."

"No, they said it was buried outside, and now maybe only an old man knows about it."

"What should we do, Huairu? You must find a way to force Yi Zhonghai to marry me!" said Jia Zhang.

"Mom~~"

Qin Huairu drew out a long note, with a slightly disgusted expression.

"You are pregnant and you are so old, do you think Yi Zhonghai will marry you?"

"Why not?"

Jia Zhang spoke tough, but she also knew her own limitations, and there was a hint of insecurity in her tone.

"Mom, Uncle is only in his 50s and is an eighth-level worker in the factory. Let alone marrying a girl in her 30s, even if he goes to the countryside to find a 20-year-old virgin girl, there are plenty of people willing to do it. Didn't you see that he always stared at Liang Tingyu before?"

"Indeed~ What should we do then?"

Jia Zhang was a little anxious now. No matter what, she couldn't give up treasures worth tens of thousands of dollars.

"I'm also trying to find a solution. I'm just afraid that he will take the treasure into the coffin with him."

"That won't do. We can't let him die."

Jia Zhang's triangular eyes rolled around, and suddenly, she set her gaze on Qin Huairu.

"You, yes, you come."

Qin Huairu was delighted that the plan was successful.

But unexpectedly, Jia Zhang suddenly changed the subject.

"Huai Ru, what do you think about letting Bang Geng recognize him as his godparent? We will take care of him in his old age, and his treasures will belong to ours, right?"

"Yesterday, I told him about this, but he didn't even raise his eyelids. Today, he hanged himself. I think the only solution is to find him a woman."

Qin Huairu continued to guide her. She didn't believe that she couldn't fool Jia Zhang.

"Looking for a woman?"

Jia Zhang thought for a while and finally turned her attention to Qin Huairu again.

If we find another woman for Yi Zhonghai, the treasure will not remain in the Jia family, so we can only find a woman from the Jia family.

In the entire Jia family, she is the only suitable one.

Qin Huairu is not suitable because she is not of the right generation.

"Huai Ru, what do you think? How about I make a sacrifice and take off all my clothes and get into Yi Zhonghai's bed? Is that okay?"

Qin Huairu almost vomited blood. Aren’t you afraid that Yi Zhonghai will kick you off the bed?

"Mom, what are you thinking? The eldest uncle is already annoyed with you, and with the weak uncle here, he will never let you succeed."

"This doesn't work, and that doesn't work either. What do you think we should do?!"

Jia Zhang was really anxious now.

Qin Huairu had no choice but to reveal a little bit of the plan.

"Mom, do you think I can do this?"

"How can that be possible? The generations are not right. Aren't you afraid that others will poke the Jia family in the back?"

Qin Huairu watched quietly without saying anything.

You are pregnant now, and the backbone of the Jia family has long been broken by outsiders, okay?

"That won't work either. Yi Zhonghai is a man of good reputation. He won't marry you."

Seeing that Jia Zhang had given in, Qin Huairu hurriedly said, "Mom, I was thinking that since the eldest master had just committed suicide, as his disciple's wife, I must go and take care of her. Maybe there is a chance. What do you think?"

Jia Zhang thought about it and finally nodded.

Anyway, the Jia family's reputation has been ruined long ago, so it doesn't matter if it is ruined further. The most important thing is to get the treasure.

When Qin Huairu saw Jia Zhang nodded, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief. After so much effort, she finally fooled her.

backyard.

The deaf old lady worked secretly and anxiously for three days, almost exhausting her old bones, before she managed to bury the box under the bed.

I had planned to have a good rest today, but then I heard the news that Yi Zhonghai had committed suicide.

Her heart suddenly felt cold.

Yi Zhonghai is her destined old man, so why would he go ahead of her?

The deaf old lady wanted to go out in a hurry, but she was too tired and had to get up several times before she could barely get up. But when she arrived at the Intermediate Courtyard, the person had already been sent to the hospital.

Hearing that the person was still breathing, she felt a little relieved.

But even so, she was still worried, so she went into Yi Zhonghai's house alone and waited for news.

Not long after, there was a noise in the yard, and the deaf old lady hurriedly got up and walked out.

Maybe she was too tired from the past two days, or maybe she had worked too hard, but as soon as she reached the door, she felt dizzy and her knee hit the threshold.

There was a click.

"Ah~"

Another scream echoed throughout the entire courtyard.

Lin Haichang, who was about to enter Zhongyuan, was startled, and the residents who had just fallen asleep were awakened again.

"Old lady, what's wrong with you?"

Lin Haichang ran over in a hurry, but didn't dare to take action for a while.

"It hurts. My legs hurt."

The deaf old lady held onto the door frame and collapsed to the ground, beads of sweat the size of beans constantly squeezing out from the wrinkles on her forehead.

"Wait a minute, I'll call someone to take you to the hospital."

"Wait, Xiaolin, how's Nakamiya?"

"It's okay, he's fine now. The doctor said he just needs to rest."

"Okay, I'm fine, I'm fine~"

The deaf old lady covered her legs with her hands, feeling mixed emotions.

Yi Zhonghai recovered, but he fell again. There is no filial son for a patient who has been ill for a long time, let alone his godson.

Although I am a five-guarantee household and everything is guaranteed by the state, but if I have no money, I have no money, and it is difficult to guarantee the quality.

How can I describe my sorrow with just one word?