Siheyuan: All the birds want to die, I enjoy happiness

After work at the steel mill, Yi Zhonghai walked towards the courtyard with a gloomy face. When he walked out of the gate, he happened to meet He Yuzhu riding a bicycle with He Daqing. The two of them were talking and laughing happily. Seeing the two of them happy, Yi Zhonghai's heart was bleeding at the moment. No, this should have belonged to me soon, it was all because of this damn white widow.

"Master Yi." He Daqing greeted him when he saw it was Yi Zhonghai.

"Hey, Lao He, why did you two come to the factory together?" Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but feel puzzled when he saw He Yuzhu. Although he felt heartbroken, he couldn't pretend not to hear the other person since they greeted him.

"Hello, Master Yi."

"Zhu Zi is on vacation today, and he doesn't have anything to do, so he asked me to come to the steel mill to play with him. I took the opportunity to teach him some tips on his craft." He Daqing lied without thinking, and spoke without thinking.

Yi Zhonghai nodded, "I think so. Okay, you two have a car, so go first."

"Okay, then we'll go first." He Daqing said as he sat on the back seat, but he felt a sour taste in his mouth when he heard Yi Zhonghai say this, so he just thought he was overthinking it.

"Left the pillar."

"Okay, goodbye, Uncle Yi." After saying that, He Yuzhu rode his bicycle towards the courtyard, leaving behind Yi Zhonghai with a jealous look on his face.

Yi Zhonghai shook his head and followed him. It was cold in winter, and now it was bad, and his heart was cold. Yi Zhonghai could not help but wrap himself tightly in his military coat. This was a reward from the factory when he passed the eighth-level worker exam. Not everyone could own a military coat at that time. Anyone who owned a military coat was proud of it. But at this moment, no matter how tightly Yi Zhonghai wrapped himself, his heart was cold.

"Dad, why does Uncle Yi look so unhappy?" He Yuzhu asked while riding his bike.

"Who knows? Never mind. Don't worry about these useless things." The two of them arrived home quickly, but Yi Zhonghai was still walking along in depression.

"Uncle He, Brother Zhuzi." Su Xingchen was about to go out to the toilet when he ran into the He family father and son who had just got off work. Su Xingchen stayed at home all day. After all, there was nothing to do in this era. It was so cold, and he couldn't go fishing every day. It was better to read a book at home.

"Hey, Chenzi, where are you going?" He Daqing asked in response.

"Hey, let's go to the toilet." Su Xingchen said, waving the toilet paper in his hand.

"Okay, then go ahead, I won't disturb you anymore." He Yuzhu said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll go first." Su Xingchen said and walked towards the outhouse in the middle courtyard. As soon as he entered the middle courtyard, he smelled the stench emanating from the Jia Zhang family's house. "Oh my god, what's this smell?" Su Xingchen quickly covered his nose. At this time, He Daqing and He Yuzhu had also pushed the cart in.

"Wow, this smell is strong enough." He Yuzhu also covered his nose. How could it not be irritating? The Jia family mother and son had eaten a lot of food, and no one cared about their shit all over the floor. Fortunately, it was not hot today. The fermentation was slow in winter. What would happen if it was summer?

"Oh my god, isn't this torture? No, I'll go talk to Uncle Tang later. There's no one at the Jia family, and we can't stay in this yard for a while." He Daqing said as he covered his nose.

"yue~, I'm leaving first. Uncle He and Brother Zhuzi, it smells too bad, yue~." Su Xingchen said this without waiting for anyone to reply, and hurried to the toilet. Since coming to the Siheyuan, Su Xingchen had to force himself to go to the toilet every time because it was so smelly and dirty that he couldn't stand it at all.

Unexpectedly, compared with the toilet in Jia Zhang's house, the toilet was not fragrant, but at least it was not smelly. Su Xingchen walked into the toilet quickly and began to release himself. He really wanted the system to give him a toilet, but then he thought, not many people use toilets these days, and besides, few people know how to install this thing. Forget it, just bear with it.

After unloading the goods, Su Xingchen went to the middle yard to wash his hands. Yi Zhonghai, with a dark face, also came in. Su Xingchen decided to ignore this kind of person for his behavior last time. He wanted to open a dyeing factory just by showing some color every day. Is that okay? Of course, it would be better for Yi Zhonghai to be honest. It's not that Su Xingchen doesn't mind helping him to be decent.

Yi Zhonghai was not in the mood to pay attention to Su Xingchen at the moment. He walked into the house with a gloomy face. The aunt had heated up the house. The coal stove would almost never be turned off as long as someone was at home. After all, their family was not short of coal. Although the house was warm, Yi Zhonghai could not feel a trace of warmth.

"My dear, I'm a little cold. Please light the fire." Yi Zhonghai said as the old man got into bed without taking off his clothes.

"Old Yi, what's wrong with you? I've been burning this coal stove all day, and I only turned it off for a while at noon when I brought lunch to the old lady. How come you're cold? Do you have a fever?" As she spoke, the aunt touched Yi Zhonghai's head with her hand, "It's not hot."

"I'm fine. Our retirement life is over! Woohoo~" As he said this, Yi Zhonghai actually started crying under the quilt. How could the aunt have seen such a scene? She had lived with Yi Zhonghai for so many years and had never seen him cry.

"Old Yi, Old Yi, why are you crying? What's wrong? Say something." Seeing Yi Zhonghai just crying under the quilt, the aunt suddenly panicked.

"Whether you take care of me or not is not a big deal. If you collapse now, we'll be really finished." An old lady said, touching Yi Zhonghai's head.

Yi Zhonghai cried for a long time before he stopped. He stood up with the help of an old lady and said, "Lihua, He Daqing is not going to leave. It is unlikely that we can expect Sha Zhu to take care of us in our old age."

"Ah? Didn't you say that you gave money to the White Widow and she said she could solve the problem of He Daqing?" The old lady who heard this was also full of doubts.

"Don't mention her, it's because of her! She's a bitch. She was caught stealing a man by He Daqing. He Daqing broke off relations with her! She even planned to embezzle my money." Yi Zhonghai said angrily.

"My dear, don't be angry, don't be angry, think about it, even if we don't have Shazhu to take care of us in our old age, we can find someone else. If it doesn't work, let's adopt one. We are still capable and can more than support a child. When he grows up, he can also take care of us in our old age. Don't you think so?" Auntie actually wanted to adopt a child, but Yi Zhonghai always found excuses to shirk. To put it bluntly, he wanted to get something for nothing. Wanting someone to take care of you in your old age, but not wanting to pay the price, where in the world is there such a good thing?

"Let's wait and see about this matter. If it doesn't work out, we can go to the street and adopt one after the New Year." Hearing this, Yi Zhonghai also thought about adopting a child. But is someone like Yi Zhonghai really willing to adopt a child?

"Really? Okay, then we'll go find Director Wang after the New Year. Honey, you take a rest first. I'll make you some food. You can have some wine to warm yourself up later."

"Hey." With that, Yi Zhonghai crawled back into bed.