He Yuzhu was silent.

Yi Zhonghai's abacus is very clear to him, he has no children and no daughters, and he just wants to let himself support him and his aunt and his family.

In fact, if Yi Zhonghai is sincere to himself, it is not impossible for him to provide for his old age.

Pity......

Yi Zhonghai just wanted him to marry Qin Huairu as a young man, or help Qin Huairu for the rest of his life.

Jia Dongxu was Yi Zhonghai's apprentice in front of him, and Yi Zhonghai justified his retirement.

After Jia Dongxu died, it was naturally inappropriate to let Qin Huairu provide for him as a widow, so he chose himself who had no father.

The means used are nothing more than moral kidnapping, issuing good person cards and the like, plus Qin Huairu sends some "warmth" from time to time.

Silly Zhu finally supported the three uncles in the hospital, and helped Qin Huairu for a lifetime, if Lou Xiao'e hadn't given birth to a son for him, he would have died.

"You're a stupid pillar, don't you?"

The deaf old lady looked at He Yuzhu, who was speechless, and asked with a smile.

"Hey, you old lady, you've been here for a long time to watch your jokes?"

He Yuzhu reacted suddenly, as the old saying goes, "There is an old man in the family, if there is a treasure", the old lady asked him so, she must have a spectrum in her heart:

"Grandma, you are the ancestor of the courtyard, the Dinghai God Needle, and my own grandmother, you can't give me ideas at a critical time?"

"For the sake of this grandmother, my old lady will give you this mallet today."

The deaf old lady also took a sip of water from the enamel jar as she spoke.

"Hey, this old lady, she's putting up a score."

He Yuzhu couldn't help but smile and muttered.

"As the old saying goes, jade can't be made without cutting, and vice versa, Yi Zhonghai has been accumulating power in the yard for a long time, and it is impossible to kill him with a stick.

You have to be patient, peck slowly, carve carefully, and peel off the shiny layer of skin wrapped around him little by little, so that you can see the rotten wood inside. ”

I have to say that people are old and fine.

As soon as He Yuzhu heard the deaf old lady say this, he suddenly had a score in his heart.

According to his idea, when the time is ripe, he will go directly to Baocheng with the rain, see the unreliable father who ran away with the widow, and find a breakthrough from him.

However, now it seems that he has taken it for granted, with Yi Zhonghai's prestige in the courtyard, he may not be self-defeating.

After all, compared with an eighth-level fitter in a rolling mill and a warm-hearted uncle in the courtyard, his father who ran away with a widow is really unreliable.

The deaf old lady grinned when she saw that He Yuzhu had listened to her words.

The two talked for a while, and He Yuzhu boiled water for the old lady as usual, filled the coal stove, fetched water for her, washed her feet and packed everything before going back.

The deaf old lady's wife, son, and daughter-in-law all died in the war years, and they lived alone for half of their lives.

Now, seeing He Yuzhu honoring himself like a grandson, he couldn't help but redden.

Seeing him open the door and prepare to go out, a trace of hesitation flashed on the deaf old lady's face, but finally she called out to stop him:

"Silly Zhu, if you have time to take the girl from the rain to Baocheng to see your father, all the shrewdness of your body has been passed on to the rain, and you are not at all."

He Yuzhu's heart jumped, it seems that he guessed correctly, and his cheap old man ran away with the white widow There is another hidden reason:

"You've been worrying about this all the time, go to bed early."

"Hey, you bastard, you know now that my old lady is worrying?"

The deaf old lady scolded with a smile, and He Yuzhu had already gone out and returned to the room in the middle courtyard.

The next day, He Yuzhu got up early in the morning, and as soon as he went out, he saw Qin Huairu washing clothes next to the faucet.

"Huh? Silly Zhu, why did you get up so early today? ”

Qin Huairu was a little strange, after all, the kitchen only needs to be open to dinner, and the work time card is not so tight.

Under normal circumstances, He Yuzhu waited for everyone in the courtyard to go to work before he went out.

"Sister Qin, do the laundry."

He Yuzhu smiled and said hello and was about to go out, but saw Xu Damao in the backyard also coming out of the hanging flower door, dressed like a dog, and walked outside beautifully.

He first said hello to Qin Huairu, and then spoke to He Yuzhu:

"Yo? Silly Zhu, you got up so early today, and you also went on a blind date? ”

He Yuzhu glanced at Xu Damao: "What, I haven't beaten you for more than a month, and your skin is itchy again, and you want me to loosen your bones for you?" ”

"I, I'm too lazy to bother with you!"

In the entire courtyard, the one who has the deepest experience of He Yuzhu's combat effectiveness is Xu Damao, in line with the principle of "heroes don't suffer immediate losses", he chose to go as the best plan.

He Yuzhu got out of the courtyard, first went to the supply and marketing cooperative, bought some melon seeds, peanuts, and white rabbit toffee, and packed half a cloth bag to go to the street office.

When the doorman Uncle Li saw He Yuzhu coming, he was smoking a dry cigarette and ignored him.

He Yuzhu got into the guard room by himself, took out a box of big front doors from his pocket, took out one and handed it to Uncle Li:

"Uncle Li, is Director Wang here?"

Uncle Li took He Yuzhu's cigarette, glanced at it behind his ears, and asked casually:

"What are you looking for Director Wang?"

In the years after He Daqing left, He Yuzhu was completely unattended, often fighting with a group of children in the alleys and alleys, and was criticized and educated by the street office and police station.

"Didn't you become the kitchen foreman last week, and I specially told you and Director Wang."

He Yuzhu said and grabbed two handfuls of melon seeds, peanuts and white rabbit toffee from the cloth pocket and gave them to Uncle Li and put them on the table.

"Go ahead, Director Wang is here early, it should be fine now."

Uncle Li nodded, picked up a white rabbit toffee, peeled off the candy paper and ate the candy in his mouth, and muttered in a low voice:

"The little bastard has also opened up!"

Director Wang of the Street Office is a middle-aged woman in her forties, with the most common Hu Lan hair in this era, and two dimples on her face when she smiles.

"Comrade He Yuzhu, why did you come here to me today?"

Director Wang was a little surprised to see He Yuzhu, he had worked in the street office for so many years, and it was the first time he had seen this bastard come to him.

"Hahaha, Director Wang, won't I come to see you if it's okay?"

He Yuzhu said with a smile, in the memory of the original owner, every time the police station wanted to send him to the juvenile detention center because of a fight, it was this Director Wang who stopped him.

In this era when "workers have power and labor is the most glorious", looking for a job is to check the file, and once you enter the juvenile detention center, you basically can't find any decent job when you grow up.

"Last week, Master Huang in our kitchen retired, and the factory asked me to take over as the head of the canteen, and I came here to talk to you."

"Oh, that's a good thing!"

Director Wang's face was happy, looking at He Yuzhu, who was tall and tall, and he had a bit of "my family has just grown up".

"What about your sister Yushui, she should be in high school by now, right?"

Director Wang poured He Yuzhu a glass of water as he spoke, and the two sat down on the sofa.

"I'm a sophomore in high school this year, and the next time I come back from school, I'll bring her over with you to let you."

"Okay, well, you bastard boy has finally grown up, work hard in the rolling mill in the future, take care of the rainwater, marry a daughter-in-law and have a few more children, and live a good life."

Director Wang couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and in a blink of an eye, the hairy boy at the beginning had also grown up.