The beginning of the silly uncle, the true love is full of the courtyard

Zhang Cuihua walked into her room and closed the door. Her originally gentle face suddenly became ferocious and terrifying.

Sitting on the chair, he recalled the conversation between He Ping'an and the deaf old lady that he had just overheard at He's house. He was so angry that he was shaking all over. He picked up the teapot on the table and was about to smash it to the ground, but when he thought of his own situation and the old lady next door, he could only helplessly put it down.

It turned out that Zhang Cuihua was worried when she saw the deaf old lady not coming back, and she saw He Daqing leaving with He Yuzhu and his sister, so she ran to the middle courtyard, hid under the window of the He family, and eavesdropped on their conversation.

Zhang Cuihua put down the teapot, thought about the conversation between the two just now, and sat in the chair lost in memories.

In 48, at the Yi family, although Zhang Cuihua was holding a feather duster in her hand, her feet had not moved for a long time and her eyes looked towards the door from time to time, which showed that she was not focused on cleaning the house at all.

"What's wrong with Lao Yi?" Zhang Cuihua hurriedly opened the door when she heard footsteps. Seeing her husband standing alone at the door, she asked anxiously.

"We had already agreed on it, but I don't know what happened. They changed their mind again!" Yi Zhonghai said bitterly.

"It's okay. The times are tough now, but we always have a chance!" Zhang Cuihua suppressed the regret in her heart and comforted him.

"This time, the child is only two years old and can't remember anything. Both his parents are dead, leaving only a sickly old lady. After the old lady dies, no one will be able to snatch the child from us. What a good condition. Alas!" Yi Zhonghai was still a little unwilling.

"Yes!" Zhang Cuihua is no exception.

"You take a rest first, I'll go to the backyard to see the deaf old lady!" Yi Zhonghai seemed to have thought of something, and after giving some instructions, he got up and went to the deaf old lady's house.

"Cuihua, what do you think about us finding someone from the hospital to take care of us in our old age?" Yi Zhonghai, who had just returned from the deaf old lady's house, looked at Zhang Cuihua and asked

"There are no suitable children in our hospital!" Zhang Cuihua looked at Yi Zhonghai in confusion.

"We are just looking for someone to take care of us in our old age. There is no need to take care of us ourselves! We can just pick someone with a good heart from the hospital, visit him more often, build a good relationship with him, and let him take care of us in our old age," Yi Zhonghai explained.

"This? Is it safe? Whose child would provide for others in their old age?" Zhang Cuihua thought it was unlikely.

"Why is it not safe? Look at the He family next door. He Yuzhu is a young boy who is very active at his age. He stays at home every day to take care of his uncle," Yi Zhonghai retorted.

"But he's his uncle, what about us?" Zhang Cuihua still had concerns.

"I know that He Yuzhu is a good person, but his conditions are better than ours. How can he provide for us in our old age? What do you think of the Jia family? He has an orphan and a widow. Since the death of old Jia, they have been living a life of poverty and have no food to eat." Yi Zhonghai named his candidate.

"The Jia family is indeed in trouble!" Zhang Cuihua thought for a moment and nodded.

"This is what I think. Let's help the Jia family. I will bring Jia Dongxu to the steel rolling mill and be his master. Master and apprentice, father and son, the status is not too bad." Speaking of master and apprentice, father and son, Yi Zhonghai's face was full of confidence.

"Let's try it first, but we can't neglect the adoption of a child!" Zhang Cuihua saw that Yi Zhonghai didn't insist anymore.

At the end of 1950, the Yi couple were having dinner, and Yi Zhonghai was discussing with Zhang Cuihua about the Yi and Jia families celebrating the New Year together.

"Bang!" The door of the Yi family was smashed open by a stone. Yi Zhonghai and his wife put down their bowls and chopsticks and prepared to go out to see what was going on.

"Yi Zhonghai, you old, damned old man, you want to snatch my son from me? You're dreaming!" Jia Zhang was now yelling at the Yi family's door.

"Sister-in-law, I haven't offended you, have I? What are you doing?" Looking at Jia Zhang who was standing at the door of his house and cursing, Yi Zhonghai was a little confused.

"Yi Zhonghai, you are still pretending to be confused with me. You supported my family, brought Jia Dongxu into the factory, and became his master. I thought you, Yi Zhonghai, had a change of heart and remembered your friendship with Old Jia, but I didn't expect you wanted to snatch my son away!" Jia Zhang was even more angry when she saw Yi Zhonghai pretending to be confused.

"Sister-in-law, I just saw that your family is in trouble, so I'm helping you for Old Jia's sake!" Yi Zhonghai's face darkened when his thoughts were exposed.

"Bullshit, you dare to say that you don't want my Dongxu to take care of you in your old age? Do you dare to swear that you don't?" Jia Zhangshi insisted

"Jia Zhang, no matter what we want to do, my family's help to your family over the years cannot be fake, right?" Zhang Cuihua certainly couldn't let her man be embarrassed, so she quickly changed the subject.

"Zhang Cuihua, you are an old hen that doesn't lay eggs. Stop trying to be a good person. If you want to give birth to a child, do it yourself. Don't think about coming to my house." Jia Zhang even scolded Yi Zhonghai, let alone Zhang Cuihua.

"Since you said so, sister-in-law, let's not forget each other in the future! For Old Jia's sake, I will help Dongxu find a new master!" Yi Zhonghai saw the people surrounding him with dark faces and wanted to sever ties with the Jia family.

"Let's go home, wife!" Yi Zhonghai pulled Zhang Cuihua and went straight back to the house.

"Old Yi, I said it was impossible at the beginning. What do you think? Let's find a way to adopt one!" Zhang Cuihua came into the room and first complained to Yi Zhonghai, and then suggested adopting a child.

"Shut up! If you could get pregnant, I would have been beaten up by that shrew Jia Zhang! I think what Jia Zhang said is right, you are just a hen that doesn't lay eggs!" Yi Zhonghai vented all his anger on Zhang Cuihua.

"I..." Zhang Cuihua was frightened by Yi Zhonghai's expression and dared not speak.

Yi Zhonghai ignored Zhang Cuihua and just looked at the He family. He clenched his right fist as if he had made up his mind.

"Cough cough!" Zhang Cuihua's violent coughing sounded from the dark room. The discomfort from her body brought Zhang Cuihua back to reality.

Zhang Cuihua hurriedly took out the pills she carried with her, swallowed them without drinking water, and then gently stroked her chest.

Zhang Cuihua suffers from a heart disease. Today, first Yi Zhonghai was arrested because of the Jia family's conspiracy, and then in the evening she heard the conversation of the deaf old lady. She was so overwhelmed with joy and sorrow that she couldn't breathe and almost died.

When the discomfort in her heart disappeared, Zhang Cuihua took a deep breath and then stood up and walked towards the bed. However, her steps were staggering and her body was like a soulless shell.

"Old woman!" The cold voice in the darkness seemed to make the temperature in the room drop a little.