Soul of the Siheyuan: Zhuzi, I can still give birth

After the deaf old lady returned, she repeated He Yuzhu's words to the old man and his wife who were waiting for her.

Although the deaf old lady didn't know what conditions He Yuzhu and the old man had agreed on.

But after he finished speaking, the old man's face turned pale and he knew it.

The conditions proposed by this pillar must be quite harsh, otherwise it would not have made things so difficult for the old man.

The aunt also didn't know.

She only knew that some time ago, this Sha Zhu was polite and obedient to her own Lao Yi.

But just a week ago, his temperament suddenly changed.

She also didn't know why her Lao Yi and Sha Zhu became like this.

Yi Zhonghai was also confused.

He also couldn't understand what was wrong with this stupid Zhu.

He also suspected that Sha Zhu knew that He Daqing sent money back every month.

But Shazhu never mentioned this matter.

This made it difficult for him to understand this stupid guy's situation.

"Xiao Yi, I don't know if there is anything you and Zhuzi can't solve, but I still want to remind you that if you want to take care of your old age, it has to be Zhuzi, no one else."

After saying that, the deaf old lady ordered Yi Zhonghai and his wife to leave.

The old man and his wife returned home and sat by the bed, both silent.

"Boss, what conditions did Silly Zhu tell you? You look so ugly."

After a long while, the aunt finally couldn't hold it in anymore and asked the uncle about the conditions between him and Sha Zhu.

"Zhu Zi said that it's not impossible for him to take care of us in our old age, but...!"

The old man was halfway through his speech when he couldn't continue.

An old lady asked anxiously.

"What are the conditions? You and I are not young anymore, and we don't have any children. If we don't find someone to take care of our bodies, when we are old, there won't even be anyone to collect our bodies."

An old lady was extremely worried about what would happen to her a hundred years later.

An old man sighed and said.

"Zhu Zi said that only if we give him all our money and house will he consider taking care of us in our old age. Otherwise, there will be no discussion."

"What? All the money and the house. What do you want? This idiot, if we hadn't given them food, they would have starved to death. Now they are repaying evil with kindness."

It's rare for an old lady to say an idiom, but she used it appropriately.

Although the aunt was outraged, the uncle did not respond.

He actually wanted to know whether Sha Zhu knew that He Daqing sent back ten yuan every month.

It's been almost ten years, and that's more than a thousand yuan, not counting the holidays. He Daqing has to send more money back.

In ten years, that’s at least sixteen or seventeen hundred.

It's still painful to take it out suddenly.

"So I didn't agree to it. As long as he has money, anyone can support him, but..."

"This silly Zhu has always had some feelings towards Dongxu's wife."

An old man talked about Qin Huairu.

He knew that Sha Zhu had always had that kind of feeling towards Qin Huairu since the day she married into the Siheyuan.

"Yes, yes, yes. Before Jia Dongxu was around, it was impossible for Zhuzi and Huairu to be together. But Dongxu is dead now. How about bringing them together?"

The auntie seemed to have noticed that her husband and Qin Huairu had been flirting with each other for the past two days.

Although I always stare at it.

But cats also take naps.

If Qin Huairu and Sha Zhu were brought together.

Qin Huairu and Sha Zhu will both be grateful to their family, so the issue of their retirement will be solved easily.

Moreover, since Qin Huairu has married Sha Zhu, Lao Yi has given up the idea of ​​marrying her. Isn't this killing two birds with one stone?

An aunt told her plan.

This really put Yi Zhonghai in a difficult position.

During these two days, Qin Huairu didn't know whether she had intentional or unintentional physical contact with him.

He had already begun to think about making this pretty widow, who still had her charm, his own.

Now I want to introduce him to Sha Zhu.

Yi Zhonghai was actually extremely resistant in his heart.

But he knows.

There was no future between him and Qin Huairu, at least not on the surface.

Well, it's not impossible to match her up with Sha Zhu.

The best he could do was to secretly steal into Sha Zhu's house.

My wife can't have children anymore.

If only Qin Huairu could have her own child.

Then let Sha Zhu take over, raise my children, and see me to the end of my life, then wouldn't I be a winner in life.

The uncle made up his mind.

He wants to monopolize Qin Huairu, and Sha Zhu has to be willing to provide for him in his old age so that he can have the last laugh.

"I think it's okay. If we have time, we can go talk to Qin Huairu and bring them together. That way, they will be grateful to us."

"When the time comes, I'm sure they won't refuse the idea of ​​taking care of their elderly."

When the aunt saw her man, she agreed to match Sha Zhu and Qin Huairu, and she felt a lot more relieved.

It seems that I am too narrow-minded.

This Qin Huairu is the wife of her husband's apprentice. How could she have any improper thoughts about him?

The old man and his wife went to bed, each with their own thoughts.

As for the Jia family, because of Qin Huairu, they were unable to get the meat back from He Yuzhu, and they were inevitably scolded.

But Qin Huairu had no intention of listening to Jia Zhang's scolding.

She was thinking that if she could hook up with Sha Zhu and have him help her raise her three children, she wouldn't have to work so hard.

Zhuzi is a cook, and now he earns 60 or 70 yuan a month, let alone eating meat every two or three days.

It’s okay even if you go to the black market to buy expensive meat every day.

Thinking of this, Qin Huairu's mind became active.

She wanted to tie Shazhu tightly to the Jia family's carriage, make him work like a slave for her, and help her for the rest of his life.

Thinking of this, Qin Huairu no longer felt how miserable she was.

The road ahead is bright and smooth for her and her children.

He Yushui went out early the next morning.

She made an appointment with her classmates to go out and play for a few days.

Before leaving, He Yuzhu took out twenty yuan and ten kilograms of national food coupons and gave them to He Yushui, and reminded her to be careful.

He Yushui officially left the house.

He Yuzhu was too lazy to cook breakfast, so he went out to eat a bowl of wontons and went to work.

When passing by the Jia family's mourning hall, no one from the Jia family was there, as if no one was guarding the hall last night.

"What a loving mother and filial son, and a loving couple!"

He Yuzhu sneered and walked out of the courtyard.

Two days passed like this.

Although some trivial things happened in the middle, they were all harmless.

As the weather was getting hotter, a foul smell was wafting from Jia Dongxu's coffin.

This caused dissatisfaction among the neighbors of the courtyard house, especially the central courtyard.

In this day and age, high-end places like funeral homes are not affordable for ordinary people.

So when someone dies in the common people's family, they usually stay at home for a few days and then find a day to bury the body.

In rural areas, the stay is generally five to seven days, while in cities, it is three to five days due to inconvenience.

But the smell is too strong.

Neighbors came to the Jia family and asked them to bury Jia Dongxu.

Jia Zhang was not someone who would allow herself to be bullied. She put her hands on her hips and started to curse at the neighbors.

Originally, everyone did it for the sake of their neighbors.

Besides, Jia Dongxu had just died, and he was too lazy to argue with this widow and orphan.

So these days, I have always been giving in to Jia Zhang's family.

But the smell is really bad.

Seeing the unreasonable Jia Zhang.

Some impatient neighbors were about to go up and beat her up.

Some people have even started dismantling Jia Dongxu's mourning hall.

Seeing that she couldn't stop him, Jia Zhang simply lay on the ground and rolled around.

"Someone, come and take a look. Everyone in this courtyard is black-hearted."

"Not only did they beat my wife, they also demolished my son's funeral hall."

"Lao Jia, Dong Xu, please show up and take these evil-hearted people and their entire families away."

Jia Zhang's scolding became more and more outrageous.

He has already started cursing the entire family for death.

Everyone in the courtyard was completely furious at this time.

They rushed forward and directly dismantled the mourning hall, even overturning the coffin.

The two widows and two children of the Jia family were so frightened that they burst into tears.

This scared the three old men in the yard.

He rushed out and stopped everyone.

"Stop it, stop it, we are all neighbors, why are you still hitting me?"

"Zhao Hongbing, don't stop. And Chen family kid, put down the bricks first."

After the three uncles shouted for a while, the situation was finally under control.

However, the mourning hall has been dismantled and the coffin has fallen over.

This has to be buried.

The second uncle was immediately happy when he saw the mess in the Jia family’s mourning hall.

Isn't there a reason to hold this whole institute meeting?

"Notice, hold a meeting of the whole institute!"

The second uncle gave a shout and the meeting was about to begin.

But no need to notify.

After the commotion just now, almost everyone in the hospital ran out.

Jia Zhang said to the uncle at this time.

"Uncle, you have to take charge of our family. We haven't found the money for my son's funeral yet. Let them pay for it."

Qin Huairu also walked up to the old man at this time, crying and talking.

"Uncle, the pension from the factory has not been settled yet. We have to bury him now, but my family really has no money."

What Qin Huairu said was also true.

But it's not really true.

It is true that she has no money, but that does not mean that her mother-in-law, Jia Zhang, has no money.

But even an old man doesn't know about this.

"Qin Huairu, don't worry, I will ask everyone to donate money for your family's affairs."

Having said that, the Jia family and the neighbors in the courtyard have been in such a mess today, it might be a bit difficult to get people in the courtyard to donate money.

At this time, He Yuzhu returned to the courtyard carrying a chicken and some vegetables.

Seeing the Central Court's mourning hall, He Yuzhu roughly guessed what was going on.

"Wow...! The Six Kingdoms' Grand Prime Minister, it's been torn down like this. I'll have to pick some up and use it as firewood later. It would be a waste if I don't burn it."

He Yuzhu spoke in a very loud voice, as if he was speaking on purpose for the people in the courtyard to hear.

Jia Zhang understood the meaning of He Yuzhu's words and was about to curse him, but was stopped by Qin Huairu.

"Mom, don't scold us. We need to get along well with Zhuzi now."

After saying this, he whispered in Jia Zhang's ear.

The more Jia Zhang listened, the more surprised she became. She looked at the chicken in He Yuzhu's hand and nodded vigorously.

He Yuzhu did not stop because of the meeting in the hospital.

There was a meeting in the courtyard, which had nothing to do with him. The important thing to do was to go home and cook chicken and mushroom stew.

Seeing He Yuzhu was about to leave, uncle Yi Zhonghai stopped him.

"Zhu Zi, wait a minute, the whole institute will hold a meeting soon, and everyone in the institute must attend."