Siheyuan: I am reborn as a good person He Yuzhu

When he passed the front yard, he saw Yan Jiefang crouching on a stool, crouching on the ground and writing a love letter feverishly. Yan Jiefang was still in love with Li.

Although Yu Li was no longer interested in him, Yan Jiefang still loved him to death. When he thought of this, Yan Jiefang wanted to cut Xu Damao into pieces.

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When I arrived at the middle courtyard, I saw Qin Huairu washing clothes.

He Yuzhu could tell at a glance that Qin Huairu's condition was not good. At this time, his medical skills were even more advanced, and he could immediately see why she looked so old and haggard. The reason was simple - lack of satisfaction of needs.

That is to say, she couldn't get the nourishment that a woman should have. To put it bluntly, Jia Dongxu was not good enough in that aspect.

He Yuzhu was very puzzled: Why did Jia Dongxu fail in that aspect? At this time, Jia Dongxu just came out of the house. Looking at Jia Dongxu's condition,

He Yuzhu could conclude that Jia Dongxu had indeed lost that ability. He looked irritable and haggard.

All of this can be seen clearly from his facial expression. It is really puzzling.

But so many things happened in just a few months. Could it be that he was...

At this time, Liu Haizhong also saw He Yuzhu coming.

When he saw He Yuzhu, Liu Haizhong was filled with anger. In the past few months, he had been living a miserable life in the steel mill. Let alone other things!

The people in the canteen and the kitchen were all He Yuzhu's fellow disciples, and they always made things difficult for the people in this courtyard. Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong, Jia Dongxu...these three people felt the most strongly. Every time they ate, they were not full and could only take a little bit of rice.

The most important thing is that Liu Haizhong has reported the problem to the factory countless times, and even negotiated with the canteen director countless times, but there has been no response.

Because...the employees in charge of the kitchen have a very good reputation in the factory, and the feedback from these few people is of no use at all. The more Liu Haizhong thought about it, the angrier he became.

How did he survive these past few months? He was starving.

Forced to lose weight,

I have lost a lot of weight.

The bangs that previously had no neck now have a distinct neck. Everyone says that the bangs are slimming down.

This is so frustrating to hear. Losing weight was not his original intention, but because he was bullied by others, he had to become so thin. Although Liu Haizhong was afraid of He Yuzhu, he was furious at this moment.

He walked straight to He Yuzhu. "Silly Zhu!"

"You're finally back."

"I have come to look for you several times, but each time I came back empty-handed. Finally I have found you." He Yuzhu was about to enter the room when he heard Liu Haizhong's call from behind. He had no choice but to turn around and look at him. He glanced at Liu Haizhong and was startled. "Oh my!"

"Who is this? Why is he so thin?" "Isn't this Liu Haizhong?"

"Now you know how to manage your body, do you know the importance of health?"

"Now that you have this kind of awareness, it seems that the mess in your brain has finally begun to clear up." Liu Haizhong waved his hand unceremoniously, shaking with anger.

"Forget it."

"Because of you, your fellow apprentice came to our factory kitchen and started to make things difficult for us." "Look how hungry he is."

"what?"

"Shazhu, I am your second uncle, and I have been since childhood. If you still have a conscience, you should tell your fellow apprentices to calm down."

"You're too much of a bully."

He Yuzhu couldn't help but laugh when he heard this.

Indeed, some of the chefs at Huaxinglou were transferred to the steel mill to be in charge of cooking, but he had no idea about the tricks. Zhao Xin told him this later, and He Yuzhu almost laughed himself to death.

Now seeing that Liu Haizhong, whom he hadn't seen for four months, had become so thin, he laughed so hard that his waist hurt, and the annoyance he had originally felt disappeared.

“That’s good.”

"Look how healthy you are now."

"Those people in the kitchen are doing this for your own good." "So that you can live a few more years."

Liu Haixin felt even more angry.

But when he saw He Yuzhu laughing there, his anger increased even more.

"Silly Pillar...you!"

"Too deceiving!"

"Don't push me. If you push me, I can do anything."

He Yuzhu said with a hint of provocation. "Then try it and see."

The argument between the two had not yet ended when Yan Bugui stood up again.

He was also full of resentment towards He Yuzhu.

Last time, Yu Li went back and told the neighbors that the furniture in Yan's house was already worn out and even affected his son's blind date. He also blamed He Yuzhu for all his anger.

If he had not refused to lend the furniture, even if the marriage failed, at least his reputation could be saved. Therefore, he had been holding back a rage in his heart. "You're back?"

"I thought you wouldn't come back."

"All the furniture in the house has been moved out." "I thought you were not coming back."

"But they are so stingy that they are afraid that someone else will move all the furniture away." "We don't even know when it was moved away."

"How stingy."

Not seeing He Yuzhu for a few months and feeling indignant about his son not being able to find a wife made him feel that he had to save some face in words.

When He Yuzhu heard his words, he knew that he had sneaked into his room again. "You said I was stingy?"

"It's just not the right time yet."

"I'll lend it to you when you die in a few days and hold your funeral." "Besides, it's none of your business whether I lend it to you or not?"

"old ** ."

"You've lived for decades, and you don't even have a decent piece of furniture." "What's the use of a loser like you?"

"Why don't you die sooner?"

"Look at your Yan Jiefang, he is also a loser. He has never seen many women at his age. I think you two should go together."

"Two dogs who would rather die than live."

"If you really go there, I will burn all my things for you."

"You two have finally gotten what you wished for."

When Yan Bugui heard this, he became furious.

Originally, he just said a few sarcastic words, thinking of giving He Yuzhu a warning, but he didn't expect He Yuzhu to start cursing at him right away.

You know, he was quite happy when he was joking with Liu Haizhong just now, and thought he could respond to such barbed words.

But I didn't expect that the result would be so disappointing.

What was even more uncomfortable was that there were so many neighbors nearby. This humiliation made Yan Bugui not know what to do for a while.

"Silly Pillar...you!"

"I'm too lazy to argue with you." After saying this, Yan Bugui turned around and walked away.

There is no ability to resist at all.

At the same time, Yan Jiefang, who was seriously writing a love letter in the yard, felt particularly aggrieved.

Nothing happened, but he was scolded for nothing. Who should he go to for justice?

More importantly, Yan Jiefang really didn't dare to become a thorn in He Yuzhu's side! He couldn't win the verbal contest, couldn't win the physical contest, and couldn't compete with the forces behind him.

At this time, Yan Bugui stood there like a fool doing nothing.

When He Yuzhu found out that everyone had left and that their living conditions were very bad, he finally felt a little comforted and relieved.

Then he returned to his cabin and checked a gap that needed to be repaired, planning to hire a worker to repair it in a few days.

As he looked around and prepared to leave the room, Xu Damao quietly watched him from the side, waiting for an opportunity to take action.

After seeing all this, he went to a house that he had purchased and where artist Zhang Daqian had lived, and observed its structural layout.

During this period, He Yuzhu interacted with many antique collectors and gradually understood some of the requirements of directions.

The structure of this courtyard is excellent! He is indeed a professional!

This aspect was handled very well.

At this moment, when He Yuzhu was examining the layout of the entire venue, a white-haired old man staggered to this place.

He held on to a cane, his steps were unsteady, and he would lower his head or look into the distance and take a deep breath from time to time.

He also came to the gate of the courtyard and leaned against the wall, looking at the courtyard, as if this place was hiding something extraordinary. He Yuzhu felt that this old man seemed particularly familiar?

"Old senior, why don't you rest at home at your age? Why do you come to this place?" The old man glanced at He Yuzhu, then took a deep breath.

Then he looked at He Yuzhu and said slowly, "I just happened to pass by and wanted to take a look at this courtyard."

“I feel like sometimes I’m a little lonely when I’m creating.”

“However, there were still some close friends in the art circle of the same age who I could talk to.” “Unfortunately, he has passed away.”

"Being recalled to **(unknown area/location)** and never to be seen again."

"This courtyard was where he used to live."

“I’ve been here for gatherings many times before.”

"Why are you here now?"

When He Yuzhu heard this, he suddenly felt that the person in front of him was very unusual. The person who was taken away was Zhang Daqian.

And this person turned out to be Zhang Daqian's friend and colleague! Plus the consideration of age.

That's right!

This person must be the famous Master Qi Baishi!

"The reason I came here is because I have bought this courtyard house." "I want to see my new house."

Qi Baishi's fingers trembled slightly. "Did you buy it?"

"Is it because this is where Zhang Daqian once lived?"

He Yuzhu shook his head gently. "No."

"I don't have much interest in Zhang Daqian."

"I bought this courtyard house because of its excellent feng shui." "Plus, the quality of the courtyard itself is also good."

“Whether it was once Zhang Daqian’s former residence is not within my consideration.”

Hearing this, a smile flashed across Qi Baishi's face.

He didn't expect that this young man actually knew Feng Shui.

It is rare to find young people who believe in Feng Shui nowadays. "That's true."

"I also know a little about Feng Shui." "This place is indeed a good place."

"If you like Feng Shui, you must also have some knowledge of antiques, right?" He Yuzhu knew that Qi Baishi was interested in antiques and ancient paintings.

So I continued his topic and gave him a little surprise. "Somewhat interested."