Siheyuan: He Yuzhu's rebirth, burying the stick alive

When Yan Bugui heard Yan Jiecheng say that he wanted to establish a good relationship with He Yuzhu, he nodded with great satisfaction.

In Yan Bugui's mind, their Yan family must establish a good relationship with He Yuzhu at all costs.

Only in this way can their Yan family develop better.

"Old Yan, I think now is a good opportunity to curry favor with Director He."

"Think about it, Director He is planning to get married, so shouldn't his house be renovated?"

"Although Director He is a leader, he may not know those reliable decoration companies."

"And he doesn't have time to watch it all the time."

"Although on the surface we are at a disadvantage in this matter, we are even becoming Director He's free labor."

"But in this way, we can gain the favor of Director He."

"We will definitely not lose out if we do this."

Auntie San persuaded patiently.

Aunt San's idea coincides with Yan Bugui's.

No matter what happens, even if the Jia family suffers a loss, they must please He Yuzhu.

"Okay, I'll find a chance to have a good chat with Director He about this matter."

"I think he will accept my suggestion."

Yan Bugui nodded vigorously.

Inside the compound, Yan Bugui's family was thinking about how to curry favor with He Yuzhu.

But many people are still thinking about how to plot against He Yuzhu.

In the Jia family's home in the central courtyard, the eunuch Bang Geng was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling with an expression that made him feel as if he was living a life worse than death.

Now he is not only dumb, a eunuch, but also a cripple.

For him, who was only eight years old, that life was truly worse than death.

Invisibly, Bang Geng was venting all his anger on He Yuzhu.

In Banggeng's mind, if He Yuzhu hadn't deliberately left the strong drink at home, he wouldn't have done such a stupid thing as chopping Kun Kun with a knife.

If He Yuzhu hadn't placed the mousetrap in his house, how could he have become a cripple?

Qin Huairu glanced at Banggeng, her eyes full of disdain.

You know, she is a pregnant woman and she also has to take care of Xiaodang, which is already very tiring for her.

Taking care of the mute eunuch and the lame Bang Geng made her even more exhausted.

You know, just now, Banggeng pooped on the bed.

In this weather close to zero degrees, not only do we have to wash Banggeng's clothes, but also those worn-out quilts.

In a trance, Qin Huairu even had the urge to kill Bang Geng.

If she strangled the stick to death, she wouldn't have so much trouble.

Just as Qin Huairu collapsed on the bed with her whole body weak, Bang Geng suddenly shouted "Ah Ba" "Ah Ba".

When Qin Huairu heard Banggeng's cry, the anger in her heart suddenly surged up.

She pointed her hand directly at the stick and started swearing.

"Bang terrier, you bastard."

"Can you be quiet? Are you going to torture me to death?"

"After all this noise, can you please let me rest for a while?"

"I'm so annoyed. I'm a pregnant woman. Not only do I have to take care of myself, but I also have to take care of your sister, and even more so, you dumb ass."

Qin Huairu cursed more and more excitedly, as if only in this way could she vent her dissatisfaction.

"Bang Geng, why don't you just go die."

"If you die, I can have peace. I don't want to live this life where I am neither human nor ghost anymore."

"Do not……"

"I want to die too. If I die, then this kind of hellish life will be over."

As Qin Huairu kept cursing, a crazy idea even came to her mind.

If she died, wouldn't all the suffering be over?

However, Qin Huairu quickly touched her belly subconsciously.

In her heart, she silently comforted herself: "No, I can't die yet. I have Dongxu's child in my belly."

"If I die, won't the Jia family be extinct?"

When she thought of the word "extinct", a look of resentment flashed in Qin Huairu's eyes.

In Qin Huairu's mind, if the Jia family was really extinct, it was also thanks to He Yuzhu.

Even if it means death, He Yuzhu must be dragged down with him.

Only then will she be content.

Just as Qin Huairu was lost in thought, a series of diarrhea sounds were heard.

"Pfft..."

As the sound came, Qin Huairu smelled a strong stench in the air.

"you……"

As a pregnant woman, Qin Huairu's sense of smell is very sensitive.

The strong stench made Qin Huairu vomit instantly.

At this moment, Qin Huairu finally calmed herself down, but she collapsed instead.

"damn it……"

"Bang Geng, I'm going to kill you."

"And He Yuzhu, I will definitely kill you."

Qin Huairu cursed madly in her heart, hoping to vent her anger in this way.

However, Qin Huairu had no idea that her cursing could indeed relieve her own stress to a certain extent.

However, some murderous intent accumulates invisibly over time.

One day, that horrible murderous intent will make her do something extremely crazy.

After Qin Huairu vomited for a while, she wiped her mouth and lay back on the bed.

Normally, Banggeng is suffering from diarrhea in bed, so as a mother, she should of course help deal with it.

However, Qin Huairu gave up the idea.

She is so tired.

That would simply tire her to death.

In this case, there didn't seem to be anything wrong with her taking a short break.

Qin Huairu had just laid down when Xiaodang ran in from outside.

"mom……"

"It's a big bad thing."

Xiaodang shouted with an anxious look on his face.

Qin Huairu glanced at Xiaodang. She really wanted to scold Xiaodang, but finally gave up.

You know, she is exhausted now.

But swearing is something that requires strength.

"Xiaodang, what happened?"

"Why do you look so reckless?"

Qin Huairu asked curiously.

When Xiaodang smelled the strong stench in the air, she couldn't help but frowned.

Obviously, this is her good brother, the eunuch who stole the holy stick and made a stinky shit.

However, Xiaodang was not going to tell this matter.

Although she was still young, she had learned a lot of sneaky tricks from the three adults: Jia Zhangshi, Jia Dongxu, and Qin Huairu.

If she told Qin Huairu that Banggeng had pooped, she would definitely ask her for help.

There's even no guarantee that she would have to deal with the dirt on her pants.

In that case, it’s better not to say anything.

Anyway, the one who smells bad is not her, but Banggeng.

Banggeng lives a life that is neither human nor ghost, and that has nothing to do with her.

As long as she lives a good life, that's enough.