Siheyuan's Silly Pillar has been replaced by someone else

Yi Zhonghai really hoped that Yan Bugui would agree immediately, but Yan Bugui still refused.

Getting a stingy person to give away their hard-earned money is harder than killing them.

Yi Zhonghai himself knows this, and it would be a lie to say he isn't angry.

But he didn't dare to use any tricks against Yan Bugui.

Even after forcing Yan Bugui to leave, the problem of elderly care still remains unresolved.

"Old Yan, think about it carefully, do you think what I said makes sense?"

While you can cram for other things at the last minute, there's no such thing as cramming for retirement.

If something really happens to you and your children don't care or ask about it, then you'll truly be left with no one to turn to.

Think again, what happened to those who had no children before liberation?

These are the kinds of things Yan Bugui usually focuses on. In terms of understanding these matters, Yi Zhonghai is nowhere near as knowledgeable as Yan Bugui.

Hearing Yi Zhonghai say that made Yan Bugui feel a greater sense of urgency.

"Old Yi, it's not that I'm unwilling to agree. You know my family's situation."

I was afraid of burdening Huairu.

"It would be great if Lao Liu could join us too."

Yan Bugui was afraid of refusing Yi Zhonghai, but didn't want to spend any money, so he pulled Liu Haizhong into the conversation.

Liu Haizhong is rich now. If he really wants to retire with them, that would be true happiness.

How could Yi Zhonghai not know this?

But what could he do?

Liu Haizhong is now misled by his three sons and doesn't believe him at all.

He simply couldn't find an opportunity to fool Liu Haizhong.

“Sigh, Old Liu is now bewitched by his son; he won’t listen to me.”

Thinking of the loving father and filial son in Liu Haizhong's family, Yan Bugui was filled with envy and jealousy.

Of the three old men, Liu Haizhong was the most looked down upon.

How could he feel comfortable knowing that someone he looked down upon was living a better life than him?

"Old Liu is easily misled by appearances."

"That's right. I went to tell him, but he didn't believe me. He doesn't even understand the principle that good advice is hard to swallow."

What followed was a roast session between the two of them about Liu Haizhong, which lasted until they left Xu Damao's house.

After that day, the courtyard returned to its superficial tranquility.

Upon closer observation, it can be seen that Yi Zhonghai and Yan Bugui have become much closer, and the two often mock Liu Haizhong together.

However, Liu Haizhong was simple-minded and didn't understand, so he didn't take it to heart.

A month passed in the blink of an eye, and He Yuzhu's house was completed, and all the procedures were completed.

After tidying up, you'll be ready to move in.

A wall was built between He Yuzhu's house and the house of the No. 3 State-owned Cotton Mill, which separated the two sides.

The house here belongs entirely to He Yuzhu, and all the paperwork has been completed.

He Yuzhu led Xu Damao and the others through the neighborhood: "How about that? Now you won't say I wasted money, right?"

Looking at the beautiful neighborhood, everyone wore satisfied smiles.

Xu Damao said, "We admit you have good taste, okay?"

Let's assign rooms first. I've got my eye on this one.

Xu Damao pointed to a house and said.

He Yuzhu asked, "Your opinion doesn't count; only Zhenbao's opinion matters."

"Why should I?" Xu Damao said, somewhat displeased.

The house he chose was near the intersection, and he could see the main street from the balcony.

"Don't ask me." He Yuzhu waved his hand.

Before allocating the houses, Xu Zhenbao had contacted He Yuzhu in advance.

She wanted Xu Damao and Zhang Yan to choose neighboring houses.

Although Xu Zhenbao was not He Yuzhu's daughter, He Yuzhu treated her as his own.

He Yuzhu agreed to her request immediately.

The house Xu Damao chose is definitely not good, because Zhang Yan didn't like it there.

He Yuzhu chose several apartments together for his family, while the others all chose apartments near his. A little while later, Xu Zhenbao came skipping and hopping back.

"Uncle He, I've made my choice. Those two rooms, one for my mother and one for my father."

“I disagree,” Xu Damao objected.

"You have no right to speak." An angry voice came from afar.

Xu Fugui casually picked up a mop handle from the roadside and walked over.

Several elderly people, including He Daqing and Xu Fugui, also came along when they came to see the house.

The older folks wanted to be neighbors so they could chat easily, so they went to choose a house together.

Xu Damao chickened out when he saw the mop handle in Xu Fugui's hand.

"I was just kidding. Whichever room my daughter likes, I'll stay in it, okay?"

Xu Fugui was finally satisfied and dropped the stick in his hand: "If you cause me any more trouble, I'll break your legs."

Everyone present was laughing; not a single person sympathized with Xu Damao.

He Yuzhu walked up to He Daqing and asked, "Dad, have you found a house yet?"
If you'd like, you can move in with us.

Hou Yajie was quite satisfied with the house and said with a smile, "Satisfied."

She was, of course, satisfied.

He Yuqing's apartment is right above hers. She couldn't be happier to live in the same building as her daughter.

He Daqing remained arrogant: "It's alright."

The houses here are mostly inhabited by people like them.

He Yuzhu didn't sell the remaining houses; he planned to keep them.

This year he acquired another piece of land, intending to continue building houses.

The houses built afterward won't be of such a high standard; at the very least, they won't have as many parking spaces.

Just as the group was about to leave, Lou Xiaowan walked in with the two children from the Lu family.

"He Yuzhu, this is the residential community you built."

After Lou Xiaowan returned, she discovered that Beijing was quite profitable, so she started investing there and opened several shops.

She often made excuses to build a relationship with He Yuzhu, hoping that He Yuzhu would persuade Lou Xiao'e to agree to his investment in the financial company.

Lou Xiao'e was annoyed and kept avoiding her.

I don't know how she found out about this house viewing.

"Yes."

Lou Xiaowan didn't care about He Yuzhu's cold attitude and looked around the neighborhood: "The houses here are quite nice, can you spare a few for me?"

He Yuzhu said, "It can't be evenly distributed. All the houses have been allocated, and there still aren't enough to live in."

Lou Xiaowan sized up He Yuzhu and his group: "There are so many houses here, and there are only a few of you. It's better to sell the other houses to me than to sell them to others."

Don't worry, I won't owe you any money from selling the house.

He Yuzhu said, "This isn't enough space. We almost got into an argument just now over who gets the rooms."

Do you see that mop handle over there?

Lou Xiaowan looked in the direction He Yuzhu pointed and indeed saw a mop handle: "So what does that prove?"

"That means there aren't enough houses," He Yuzhu said. "There are only a few of us, which is indeed not a lot."

But you forgot, everyone has children.

Tiezhu has two sons, and Jianye also has two sons.

There's also Yushui, Yuqing, and Xiaoling; each family has two children.

As parents, we must treat everyone equally.

Their family needs at least three sets.

Do the math yourself. Are there enough houses to go around?

I regret not building more.

According to He Yuzhu, there are indeed not enough houses to live in.

However, not every household needs that many.

Some people work too far from here to live here.

Lou Xiaowan knew that He Yuzhu wasn't telling the truth, but she couldn't do anything about it.

The people behind He Yuzhu are people she can't afford to offend. Many of the tactics used by Hong Kong's wealthy families in their fights over inheritance wouldn't dare to be used. (End of Chapter)