Siheyuan: Rebirth of a comfortable life starts with Shazhu

He Yuzhu knew what kind of group he would offend with some of his words.

Just like the Donglin Party in the Ming Dynasty, they couldn't do any serious work well, but when it came to arguing and slander, those people were their ancestors.

Even if He Yuzhu had a hundred mouths, he still couldn't win an argument with those people.

Therefore, he won't say anything more about these matters.

He knows he's not good with words and doesn't have the energy to argue with people every day.

In addition, he has a questionable past.

If he offends those people, his fact that he has two wives will be exposed in no time.

But there are some things he just has to say.

So in the reports he submitted, he wrote a small note on a piece of paper.

The main point is to prevent certain biased individuals from blindly promoting certain things.

But if you ask He Yuzhu to elaborate, he will never tell you.

Many things come together in a chain.

It can be said that it is impossible to defend against, or rather, there is simply no way to defend against it.

Just like the golden age of literature after the reform and opening up, as long as you can depict suffering and abnormal emotions, you are bound to become popular.

Ordinary people who live their lives earnestly, they don't describe it.

They only focus on praising the suffering and idiocy of a small group of people.

It's as if the vast majority of ordinary people have no humanity at all.

All that humanity has gone into the lives of that very few suffering people.

The key is that such works have a real market value.

Not only readers are willing to pay for these works, but even certain investors are willing to pay for them.

This also extended to film, and the same principle applies.

He Yuzhu shook his head and remained silent. For a cook like him to think about such things was far too sophisticated.

Lao Lu tried a few more times, but He Yuzhu didn't say a word, only wearing a faint smile.

As they parted, He Yuzhu, holding the unfinished wine, chuckled and said, "Old friend, take good care of yourself."

You will see what I'm about to say later.

After pretending to be a peerless master, He Yuzhu walked out of the old road's office gate, only to be dumbfounded again.

When he arrived, it was Lao Lu who picked him up.

Now, how can he go back?

After thinking it over, He Yuzhu jogged all the way to Lao Lu's dormitory.

He didn't knock, and was he holding a wine jar in both hands?

He kicked the door open with one foot.

But they saw Lao Lu bending over, peering under the desk, and taking out tubes of cigarettes from the cabinet!

Old Lu was startled and stared blankly at He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu stared blankly at Lao Lu.

He Yuzhu said dryly, "Old Lu, give me a ride."

Old Lu hesitated for a moment before saying in a dry tone, "I'm getting my keys now, and I'll bring you two packs of cigarettes while I'm at it."

My friend in Shanghai brought it to me.

"Oh, thank you so much."

Four of the bamboo is enough; there's no need to take more.

"We're brothers, no need to be so polite." He Yuzhu looked at Lao Lu's bitter face, suppressed a laugh, and said to Lao Lu.

Caught red-handed!

This is such a fun thing.

He Yuzhu could laugh at Lao Lu's embarrassing situation for the rest of his life.

A mere junior officer, yet he did something as blatant as hiding cigarettes.

Old Lu's face looked as ugly as if he had eaten shit.

He hugged the four pipes of tobacco he had taken out to his chest and walked blankly toward He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu's lips curled up, and he pointed to a cloth bag on his coat rack, saying, "Old Lu, use that to put it."

"And don't forget your car keys." "Hmm..." came the reply, delivered with considerable annoyance.

On the way back, the two remained silent.

But He Yuzhu kept grinning, laughing without restraint.

Old Lu's face was as gloomy as the night.

He Yuzhu got out of the car, carrying the wine in his arms and a cloth bag in his hand.

He turned around and leaned into the driver's side window, saying, "Old Lu, be careful on the way back."

Anger damages the liver.

Take care, take care!

Hahaha···"

He Yuzhu entered the house laughing wildly.

Liu Ting, who was sitting on the sofa knitting, was startled.

"Found money?"
"Where did you go this afternoon?" Liu Ting asked, getting up.

"Honey, I got a good deal today, so I'll reward you with a good meal," He Yuzhu said to Liu Ting, raising an eyebrow in a cheeky manner.

Even though Liu Ting had been married to He Yuzhu for over twenty years, she couldn't help but blush after hearing He Yuzhu's lewd words.

"Pah..." She spat lightly and scolded He Yuzhu, "Don't you have any sense of propriety?"

He Yuzhu put the cigarettes and alcohol on the table, then wrapped his arms around Liu Ting's neck, his hands already heading towards places they shouldn't be.

"Ice is dead!" Liu Ting scolded again.

He Yuzhu didn't care.
Since He Yuan went to training, only the old lady and the youngest child have been left at home.

The old lady rarely comes down during the day.

As for the fourth child, he only appears in front of his parents when they need to eat or ask for money; otherwise, he avoids them.

There was no way around it; if Liu Ting saw him, she would definitely give him a scolding.

I'm scared of being scolded.

Therefore, He Yuzhu can now act as he pleases.

Liu Ting smelled the strong odor of alcohol on He Yuzhu and knew that she couldn't afford to offend him at this moment.

She glanced at the stairwell and let He Yuzhu go crazy.

She's his whole body, what's wrong with letting him touch her a couple of times?
After He Yuzhu vividly imitated Lao Lu's embarrassing situation to Liu Ting, Liu Ting laughed until she couldn't breathe.

"Oh dear, oh dear... Being your friend is really unlucky," Liu Ting concluded.

"What's wrong with him? He owes me." He Yuzhu said casually.

"What does he owe you?" Liu Ting asked casually.

This stumped He Yuzhu. He looked away and said, "Wife, go get me some hot water. I want to soak my feet."

In Liu Ting's eyes, He Yuzhu's behavior was a sign of guilt.

She looked at him with even more suspicion.

He Yuzhu was sweating profusely. After thinking for a long time, he finally said, "The job on my son-in-law's side was arranged by him."

Otherwise, Yuanyuan's wedding wouldn't have been so meager.

Comrade Xiao Song, who was in Sichuan, sneezed several times. When the phone connected, Xiao Song shouted loudly, "Wife, do you miss me?"
I just sneezed.

"I miss you so much!" came a cool, slightly mischievous voice from the other end of the phone.

"Huh? You don't miss me?"

But I've been thinking about you all day long...

Eight hundred words of mushy talk omitted.

Even the telephone operators in the call center blushed after hearing what Xiao Song said, and they slipped out of the room to chuckle.

That's how couples in love are; they're practically immune to any cheesy, romantic gestures.

If everyone's youth is not filled with experiences, then life would be incomplete.

Early in the morning, He Yuzhu stood at the door and started practicing Tai Chi.

This is a set of twenty-four Tai Chi forms compiled after the founding of the new nation, which was popularized but not widely adopted.

After all, we're not in a time where we don't have to worry about food and clothing yet, so nobody's thinking about sticking to a daily exercise routine. (End of Chapter)