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

The second uncle was defeated.

The third uncle said nothing.

Now there is only one uncle left.

"Zhu Zi, everyone has donated money, but your family didn't. This is not good. You will be isolated in the courtyard in the future!"

An old man tried to persuade He Yuzhu to donate money.

He Yuzhu glanced at the table.

"Wow! That's a lot of money. It should be enough to buy a coffin. I'm afraid they don't need my few cents. Forget it. If there's nothing else, I'll go back so as not to spoil everyone's fun."

After He Yuzhu finished speaking, he picked up the chicken and vegetables on the ground and went home.

Everyone left in the courtyard looked at each other in bewilderment.

The old man was so angry that his hands were shaking.

Seeing that the first uncle was embarrassed, the third uncle tried to smooth things over and asked everyone to go home and adjourn the meeting.

The old man called a few young men to straighten Jia Dongxu's coffin.

After the neighbors had dispersed, an old man took the money on the table and was about to give it to Qin Huairu.

Jia Zhang snatched the money away.

"My mother is the head of the Jia family now. If Qin Huairu wants to be the head of the family, she has to die as the mother-in-law!"

Jia Zhang took the money and walked into the house happily.

"Qin Huairu, you have to pay the twenty-odd dollars for the coffin, otherwise if they come knocking on your door, your Dongxu won't be able to be buried!"

Qin Huairu nodded.

"Thank you, uncle. We know. We will pay for the coffin later. But the money for tomorrow's banquet... you see...!"

The uncle was also in a dilemma.

Tonight's money was only about 30 yuan pooled by the three old men.

The rest of the neighbors combined made less than ten yuan.

The coffin costs more than twenty yuan.

Tomorrow we will have to hire people to carry the coffin out of town for burial. The round trip will cost money.

Then there won’t be enough money for tomorrow’s banquet.

When the old man and his wife and Qin Huairu were worried, the old man suddenly slapped his thigh.

"How stupid! Isn't Zhuzi the cook? Just ask him to help prepare the banquet tomorrow and buy the food. It just so happens that he didn't donate a penny tonight. He should take the lead in this kind of thing. I'll talk to him about this."

The uncle stood up and walked towards the He family.

He Yuzhu is cooking dinner.

His sister was not at home and he was the only one at home, so he was not in a hurry and cooked dinner slowly.

"Zhu Zi, Zhu Zi, I'm a great uncle, and I have something to ask you."

An old man walked into He Yuzhu's house. When he was about to sit down, He Yuzhu pointed at the door and said.

"Go out and knock on the door first. Come in after I agree."

Yi Zhonghai's face turned red and white.

Just when he was about to say something, he saw He Yuzhu's cold face.

The old man had no choice but to walk out of the house and bang on the door.

"Zhu Zi, I am a great uncle."

"come in!"

After He Yuzhu responded, the old man walked into the house.

"Uncle, have you had dinner? What do you want from me?

Yi Zhonghai originally wanted to say that there was nothing to eat.

But he knew that He Yuzhu would not invite him to have dinner together.

"Zhu Zi, aren't you a cook? Dong Xu will be buried tomorrow, and the neighbors asked the Jia family to hold a banquet. Can you help cook a meal?"

He Yushui thought for a while and said.

"If it's dinner tomorrow, I have no problem with that, but I don't know how many tables of food to cook."

The old man was also delighted to see the amiable He Yuzhu.

The Sha Zhu who respects the elderly and loves the young and is down-to-earth in his work is back.

"Zhu Zi, that's right. Neighbors should help each other. I calculated that four tables are enough. You can go buy some groceries while you're there. That shouldn't be a problem, right?"

He Yuzhu lowered his head and thought about it.

"Are four tables enough? There are so many people in the courtyard. I think we should have five tables!"

“Do you have any requests for the dishes?”

He Yuzhu said seriously.

The old man was very satisfied with Sha Zhu's performance, so he said softly.

"Just make some potatoes, cabbage, vermicelli or something. The key is to have a large quantity."

"It would be even better if we could get some meat. After all, a banquet without meat would be a little lacking. What do you think, Zhuzi?"

The old man pretended to ask He Yuzhu to see his opinion.

"No problem, it's just meat. I'm a cook, I have channels to get meat, chicken, duck, goose, fish, etc."

The old man nodded with satisfaction.

He was very satisfied with Sha Zhu tonight. That Sha Zhu was back again.

"Okay, four cold dishes, eight hot dishes, a total of twelve dishes, about fifteen yuan per table, not counting drinks, so for five tables, seventy-five yuan."

After some calculation, He Yuzhu stretched out his hand in front of Yi Zhonghai, signaling him to give the money.

"No, Zhuzi, you should pay for it first. You make about 70 yuan a month now. For you, it's just one month's salary."

"Once Jia Dongxu's pension is received, let the Jia family return it to you!"

Yi Zhonghai will not give this money.

More than seventy yuan, almost a month's salary.

"Yi Zhonghai, I heard your calculations at the steel mill. For the sake of our neighbors, I didn't even charge the cook for his wages, and you still want me to pay for the groceries."

"The door is over there, go out by yourself."

He Yuzhu ignored Yi Zhonghai and sat in front of the stove, fiddling with the chicken stewed with mushrooms on the stove.

"You...how come you don't have any love at all? You were not like this before."

Yi Zhonghai educates He Yuzhu.

"Yi Zhonghai, are you mentally healthy? Jia Dongxu is your apprentice. When you were alive, you were very devoted to the Jia family."

"Why, now that Jia Dongxu is dead and your elderly care provider is gone, you're just going to give up and leave everything?"

"You are not doing this right. You are the boss of the hospital! You are the role model of morality!!"

He Yuzhu didn't give Yi Zhonghai any face.

Don’t you like moral blackmail? I’ll nail you to the cross of morality first.

Yi Zhonghai looked at He Yuzhu, not knowing whether to leave or stay.

"Why, Master? Who was it that patted his chest and said to Widow Qin before the meeting that he would take care of the banquet? You are breaking your promise now, Lord of Morality!"

He Yuzhu continued to kill people and destroy their hearts.

After thinking about it, Yi Zhonghai gritted his teeth, took out a wad of money, counted it and handed it to He Yuzhu.

"Here's seventy-five dollars. You said it was twelve courses, with chicken, duck, fish and meat."

Yi Zhonghai finished speaking angrily and then looked at He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu took the money and said with a grin.

"Thank you, boss. Thank you. Don't worry. I'll take the money and I'll definitely get the job done."

Yi Zhonghai waved his hand and left He Yuzhu's house angrily.

At this time, a car bell rang, and then a mean voice came.

"What happened? Why was the funeral hall demolished? Could it be that Jia Dongxu has resurrected? Silly Zhu, what's going on?"

Xu Damao stood at He Yuzhu's door and shouted at He Yuzhu.

In the courtyard, not many people like Xu Damao.

Although Zhuzi had beaten him before, at least he still talked to him.

"Shamao, you're back. Go buy a bottle of wine. I made chicken stewed with mushrooms. Want to drink some?"

When Xu Damao heard that there was something delicious to eat, he parked his car and ran happily out of the courtyard.

After a while, he bought a bottle of Lotus White.

"Look at this, Lianhua Bai, brother, I am being nice, right?"

Xu Damao shook the wine, as if to take credit for it to He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu waved at him and asked Xu Damao to sit down.

"Silly Zhu, even though you are a scoundrel, I have to say that the dishes you cook are really delicious!"

Xu Damao looked at the chicken stewed with mushrooms on the table and couldn't help swallowing.

He Yuzhu brought bowls and chopsticks to Xu Damao, Xu Damao poured He Yuzhu a glass of wine, and the two began to eat.

"Silly Zhu, what's going on with the Jia family? I saw the mourning hall was demolished."

Xu Damao was gossiping while eating.

He Yushui took a sip of wine and said.

"Didn't you smell it when you came back? It was stinking. The people in the courtyard asked to bury him as soon as possible, but the old hag refused. Now the funeral hall has been demolished."

Xu Damao had a somewhat regretful expression.

"Oh, if I had known, I would have come back earlier. I missed such a good show."

He Yuzhu saw Xu Damao and asked even though he knew the answer.

"Shamao, how's the blind date going? Why is there no news?"

When talking about this, Xu Damao was filled with indignation.

After slapping the table, Xu Damao sighed and said.

"Don't talk about this anymore. It makes me so angry. I thought my good days were coming, but who knew that the daughter of the Lou family would suddenly go to some university."

He Yuzhu held back his laughter and raised his glass and said.

"Hey, a man should have no worries about not having a wife. As long as you have money, why worry about not having a wife? Just throw money at her in the future."

Xu Damao also raised his glass and said.

"Yes, you have money but no wife? Just give me money. I make only 40 yuan a month. I can stun those women even if I give them money. Let's do it."

Two people who were originally incompatible are now drinking together like brothers.

The second uncle’s house.

Liu Haizhong was lying on the bed, groaning.

The three sons stood aside, looking at their father lying on the bed with a wet towel on his forehead, and sneered in their hearts.

Liu Haizhong and his wife’s favorite is the eldest son, Liu Guangqi.

All the delicious food and drinks were served to the eldest brother.

But the eldest brother often saved delicious food for his two younger brothers, so the three boys had a relatively harmonious relationship.

Liu Haizhong, on the other hand, beats the child whenever he has the chance.

The second and third sons became his punching bags.

So since childhood, the two children had no feelings for Liu Haizhong and his wife.

The eldest brother always beats his younger brother because of Liu Haizhong. He is afraid that he will be led astray by this family after he gets married and has children.

So I decided to move out after getting married. Since the girl is an only child, I decided to move in with my wife.

I won’t come back to this home, so that I won’t be bothered by it out of sight.

"You three, why didn't you come up to help? Look how angry your dad is. If something bad happens to him, what will happen to our family?"

The second aunt blamed her three sons.

The boss Liu Guangqi said.

"Mom, you know who that idiot Zhu is. No one in the yard can beat him. Guangfu is only nine years old. If we rush up, it will only take one kick from Zhu."

Liu Haizhong pointed at the second and third brothers and chuckled.

"You...you two are useless. I'll support you...what's the use of you? I'll...I'll beat you to death."

As he said this, Liu Haizhong was about to get up and get the broom at the bedside.

When the second and third sons saw that their father was about to hit someone again, they ran away.

Liu Haizhong grabbed the broom and chased him out.

"I can't afford to offend Sha Zhu, but can't I deal with you?"

Then, the people in the yard saw Liu Haizhong chasing his two sons, causing chaos.

Third uncle Yan Bugui can’t sleep tonight.

I gave out a full five dollars in the evening.

This made the entire Third Uncle's family extremely uncomfortable, including the youngest, Yan Jiedi, who felt extremely upset.

"Old man, you have to take the money back. Five dollars, how many sweet potatoes can you buy?"

The third aunt said to the third uncle with heartache.

Several children also nodded.

But the third uncle was in a dilemma.

"I want to take it back, but with the Jia family's current situation, do you think that Jia Zhang will return the five dollars to us?"

After hearing what Yan Bugui said, everyone in the family fell silent.

If my family is the reincarnation of the abacus spirit, then the Jia family is the reincarnation of the Pi Xiu, which only comes in but never leaves.

Getting money from Jia Zhang is harder than climbing to the sky.

The third uncle walked out of the house, sat in his own small garden, and sighed.

Just when the family was at a loss, He Yuzhu, who had finished his meal and went out to the toilet, was walking out of the courtyard humming a little tune.

I saw the third uncle sitting in the yard with a sad look on his face.

He Yuzhu decided to tease him.

"Hey, Third Uncle, why are you so sad just because Jia Dongxu is dead? What's wrong? Jia Dongxu is your illegitimate son!"

Hearing He Yuzhu's teasing.

The third uncle was in no mood to pay attention to him and just continued sighing.

He Yuzhu immediately remembered what happened.

"Hey, Uncle, it's just five dollars. It's nothing big."

"Zhu Zi, what are you talking about? That's five dollars. Five dollars is my family's food expenses for more than a week."

The third uncle roared.

He Yuzhu smiled and walked over and said to the third uncle.

"You can ask Yi Zhonghai for these five dollars. He is always the good guy and everyone else pays for it. Look at me. I didn't pay a penny but still earned 75 dollars from Yi Zhonghai."

After hearing from He Yuzhu that he got another 75 yuan from Yi Zhonghai, the third uncle could no longer sit still.

He turned around and ran into the house.

"Old woman, Jiefang, Jiekuang, come out and follow me to ask for money...!"

When He Yuzhu saw the excited Third Uncle and his family, he hummed a little tune and went out to the toilet.

That night, there was a huge quarrel in Yi Zhonghai's family.

The Third Uncle's family went all out, leaving Yi Zhonghai and his wife with nowhere to hide.

Finally, I had no choice but to take out five dollars and give it to the uncle.

The third uncle and his family returned home satisfied.

Jia Zhang sorted the donated money, put it into a small bag she sewed and hung it around her neck.

This is her recruitment bag, and all her belongings are in this small bag.

Seeing that Jia Zhang had collected all the money, Qin Huairu reminded her kindly.

"Mom, I haven't paid for the coffin shop yet. It's twenty-seven dollars. Remember to pay it!"

When Jia Zhang heard that the coffin would cost twenty-seven yuan, she immediately became unhappy.

"What kind of coffin is this? It costs twenty-seven. Why doesn't he just go and rob the coffin shop? I won't give it to him, but he can still dig up the coffin for me!"

After saying this, Jia Zhang went to bed.

As for the mourning hall, she had long forgotten about it.

Qin Huairu settled the three children down and prepared to go to bed.

As a result, Jia Zhang kicked him off the bed.

"Qin Huairu, your man's body is still warm and he hasn't been buried yet, but you won't go to the wake. He's your man!"

Qin Huairu got up from the ground.

Seeing the ferocious Jia Zhang, Qin Huairu could only swallow her anger and go out.

Sitting next to Jia Dongxu's coffin.

The foul smell made Qin Huairu want to vomit.

Qin Huairu took out some old newspapers and some leftover cornmeal porridge from the night before and used them to seal the gaps in the coffin.

Qin Huairu sat by the pool and cried alone as she watched all this happen last night.

Looking back on the eight years since I married into the Jia family.

Except for the first six months after marriage, I enjoyed a period of happiness.

Then she became the Jia family's breeding machine.

Jia Dongxu tortured himself day and night.

Now the child is not grown up yet, and that short-lived guy has died. What should I do in the future?

Thinking of this, Qin Huairu could only shed tears silently, looking so desolate under the moonlight.

The night passed like this.

Early the next morning, a group of people came to the courtyard and clamored for the Jia family to pay for the coffin.