Siheyuan: Rebirth of a comfortable life starts with Shazhu

“Brother, Third Brother just left.

He said it was dinner time and he would go over to watch for a while and come right back." The waiter looked up and said to He Yuzhu.

To He Yuzhu, the pat on his shoulder just now probably didn't mean anything. Even if they met in this kind of occasion, this was the only way to greet each other.

But Xiao Er felt differently. After being slapped twice by He Yuzhu, Xiao Er remembered his responsibilities and obligations to his family.

This also made the panic in the waiter's eyes disappear, and turned into determination.

This may seem like a trivial matter, but human growth and maturity are sometimes completed in an instant.

When one suddenly encounters an accident and is forced to face it alone, the only thing that can do is to be mature and rational.

Otherwise, you will be like Sha Zhu in your previous life, with your brain always held in the hands of those people in the name of concern.

He Yuzhu understands this kind of cruelty.

It is impossible for him to think of controlling the Wang family like Yi Zhonghai.

But He Yuzhu had no way of teaching the waiter anything.

He Yuzhu lifted the door curtain and entered the inner room. The smell inside was very unpleasant.

The old lady sat down beside the bed with a gloomy face, looking at Wang Furong who was as thin as a skeleton on the bed.

All the fat on Wang Furong's body was boiled dry.

So the pain of death lies here.

Everyone watched him burn his life every day, walking, eating, and going to the toilet with difficulty.

Even breathing felt difficult.

But no one could help him. There was nothing anyone could do.

Even Wang Furong himself probably feels that living is a pain every day.

All the organs in the body are on the verge of collapse and scrapping, but the breath just can't be stopped.

I could even smell the rotten odor on my body, but there was nothing I could do about it.

He Yuzhu walked forward and knelt in front of Wang Furong. On the stool beside him was a black embroidered shroud.

He held Wang Furong's hand, which was as dry as a stick, but did not dare to look directly at the old man's face.

The eye sockets were sunken and the cloudy eyeballs were covered with a layer of gray, like a dying oil lamp, still faintly lit, but without light and heat.

The Adam's apple slid up and down abnormally, and every breath sounded like pulling a bellows, which sounded laborious.

He Yuzhu no longer cared about being polite at this time.

He didn't even think about greeting his master's wife first. The moment he saw Wang Furong, he couldn't help but shed tears.

The old man now had difficulty raising his head, so he could only tilt his head and glance in He Yuzhu's direction.

Just like that, the breathing became heavier.

"Master!" He Yuzhu called out in sorrow. He had tried his best to suppress his sadness, but the emotions that surged from his heart made his voice change.

“Your master told you to be well, work hard, and live a good life when he still had the strength some time ago.

If you have the chance in the future, bring your father back.

No matter how great the hatred or how much resentment there is, they are father and son in this life, but in the next life, no one will recognize each other.

Let him have a good ending too. ” The old lady’s voice was calmer. Perhaps they had experienced a lot and were no longer surprised by birth, aging, illness and death.

Or maybe, these older generations are actually people of faith.

They may not believe in ghosts and gods, but they definitely believe in reincarnation.

Moreover, the old lady was the one who witnessed Wang Furong’s body go from healthy to dead most directly, and she understood Wang Furong’s pain.

As the old lady finished speaking, Wang Furong also exerted force with his hands and squeezed He Yuzhu's hand, as a confirmation of the old lady's words.

He Yuzhu agreed with a choked voice.

He wiped the tears from his face and said, "Don't worry about my father.

I asked Yuanyuan to go over and keep him company. Besides, he now has two wives and two daughters, and he lives a pretty good life.

If I have the chance in the future, I will definitely take him home in person.

It won’t be long, at most five or six years, and he will be back.”

He Yuzhu spoke these words in a low voice, which meant that he could only let his master and his mistress know this secret.

"Okay, okay, okay, the Qing Dynasty is still... still so unreliable!" The old man said this with difficulty, a smile appeared on his face, probably laughing at his old friend's unreliability.

His chest rose and fell, his fingers occasionally twitched.

After a while of relaxation, his normal breathing rhythm was finally restored.

Although it is still difficult, at least it won't be like a silk thread that will suddenly break at any moment.

Although He Yuzhu had asked this question many times before, he still asked again: "Master, don't worry, I will come to see Master's wife and Xiaoer often in the future.

If anything happens at home, we are there.

Do you have anything else to say?"

Wang Furong shook his head with difficulty and looked at the old lady. The old lady nodded, but shouted to the outside: "Waiter, Jingru, come in for a moment."

The waiter lifted the door curtain and walked in. Qin Jingru followed the waiter with her head lowered.

The old lady said in a soft but firm voice: "Kneel down beside the pillar."

The couple does have some filial piety. Besides, Xiao Er and his wife probably thought that this was Wang Furong's last words before his death.

The old lady looked outside the door and sighed inaudibly.

This reaction was probably because the third disciple was missing.

The old lady hesitated for a moment, then said: "I have discussed this with the old man many times.

As long as we don't have a hard time living, our family will be one of the best.

As long as Xiaoer and Jingru are all well, there will be no worries in our family life.

Your father has several good disciples. Lao San, Zhuzi, you are all the best kids.

Having a conscience can also lead to success.

But the Wang family can only live their own lives and cannot always rely on others.

Zhuzi, don't be angry when Master's Wife says this.

This is what your master told me.

Your master said that if he left, the Wang family would not be allowed to ask you for help unless it was a matter of life and death.

Even if they come to you privately and ask for help, Zhuzi, you are not allowed to agree.

When my eldest grandson grows up, if he is not doing well and has no job, Zhuzi, you can help arrange a place for him to eat.

Don't get too used to it.

That’s all, Xiaoer Jingru, let me tell you something from the bottom of my heart: only what you have the ability and earn yourself is yours.

The more others give you or the more you ask for, the more you will depend on others.

When mother said this, she was not telling you to distance yourself from Zhuzi and the other three, but that you should know your limits.

Only by giving and taking can we go far.

If you only think about asking others for things, even the best relationships will be ruined.

Today, in front of your father and your master, let’s talk about this matter openly.

This is the old man's explanation to you."

When the old lady spoke, she was sometimes looking at He Yuzhu, sometimes staring at the waiter and his wife, but the logic in her words was clear.

He Yuzhu is really proud of this master.

(End of this chapter)