Siheyuan, Shazhu: I have both parents in this life

Chapter 36: I can’t figure it out, so I’ll go to the ball bar and sleep (in order to rush to the list, please collect, recommend, monthly ticket and comment)

He Yuzhu returned to the ear room, filled the stove with coal, and added water. He planned to soak his feet, as it seemed he hadn't washed his feet for several days.

After washing his feet, He Yuzhu lay on the bed and began to think about the plot of the original novel. It was so unreasonable. According to what his mother said, the old lady was a real relative. She married her niece to the main wife in the central courtyard and called him her grandson. This was definitely treating He Daqing as a son-in-law. As a result, his daughter died, and the son-in-law had to be married off to someone else. The old lady was so angry that she pushed He Daqing again. It seemed understandable.

However, the details here are hard to figure out. The old lady never goes out of the house, so how did he know about it? He knew it before Sha Zhu. And why did Yi Zhonghai and his wife take care of the old lady all the time? Couldn't He Daqing be chosen? Wouldn't it be difficult to find someone who is not a burden to He Daqing? It seems not difficult. Why did they choose him who has no descendants?
Xu Fugui in the backyard is better than him, at most it's just a matter of how much he has paid. He couldn't figure it out, so he could only guess that it might have something to do with his mother. The original book didn't say why He Daqing's wife died or in which year she died.

Secondly, Yi Zhonghai does have some means, but he cannot display those means now. He will only show them when the world is at peace. In addition, there are only a few families in this mansion now, and none of them are easy to mess with.

However, as soon as he arrived, Chen Lanxiang faced a life-and-death crisis. After she got through it safely, she didn't know if there would be more in the future. It seemed that she had to be more careful.

As for life planning, don’t make a fuss. He is only ten years old and has not yet started his life. What kind of plan can he make? Let’s talk about it in a few years.

After thinking about it, he was really bored and couldn't sleep, so he started to rummage through his space. He had collected a bunch of things last night, but he didn't look carefully at what was there.

There were ten bodies, and it was impossible to tell who they were by looking at their clothes. Duoduo stripped them down to their pants, but he didn't expect that five of them were Xiaozai.

Just scratch the things on the corpse.

There were ten pistols, all of them were bolt action, ten spare magazines, more than two hundred rounds of various types of bullets, not even a single box gun, let alone a Nambu pistol.

The watches and pocket watches cost ten yuan, and everyone had one. This made He Yuzhu feel that the identities of these people were not simple. Those traitors were definitely not from the detective team.

Three small yellow croakers, one hundred and fifty-seven dollars, but not a single Sakura coin or military note. It seems these people also know that those things are worthless.

The things collected from the two courtyards were even more messy. Why? Because after He Yuzhu went in and took a casual look, he found that the furniture and other things were not what ordinary people had. They were all carved with patterns. He picked up a chair at random, and it was very heavy. He didn't know how to make wood, but the weight didn't seem like ordinary goods, so he took them all away.

He took away all the quilts and mattresses, as well as the rice jar, flour jar, wine, cooked food, three bicycles, pots and pans. He didn't take them for himself. The house was so empty after the move, what was the point of leaving those things? He would give them to those in need when he had the chance. These days, no one would mind someone who has used something, as there are plenty of people who want it.

After tidying up in the space and exiting his consciousness, He Yuzhu looked at his watch and saw that it was already past ten o'clock in the evening. He put away his watch and fell asleep. His father passed away early in the morning, so he must have come to wake him up early in the morning.

The next morning, when He Yuzhu woke up, the first thing he did was to check the panel. The sign-in did not disappoint him. He even suspected that this system was artificially stupid.

[Successful sign-in: One cotton quilt for children aged 0-3, two sets of cotton clothes for children aged 0-1, and one swaddling cloth for children aged 0-1 (excluding the cotton and cotton cloth in the space, all have been disinfected, please feel free to use)]

He Yuzhu started swearing in Chinese, asking if the system could give him something useful. He just wanted the system to give him tasks as soon as possible.

His father He Daqing didn't even call him this morning. He got up, dressed, and washed up, then walked towards the main house. When he entered the house, he smelled the fragrance of milk. When he arrived, he saw her mother holding her sister and rocking her. The little girl's eyes were open, and her big black eyes didn't blink at all, because the surroundings were colors she had never seen before.

"Zhu'er, get up. Your father thought you were tired yesterday, so he didn't wake you up so early. The kitchen has left some food for you." "I know, Mom." He Yuzhu looked around and didn't see any milk bottles or milk powder cans. He nodded secretly and walked towards the kitchen.

After breakfast, He Yuzhu returned to the inner room and said to her mother, "Mom, I have to go out this morning and will be back at noon."

"Why are you going?"

"I wonder if my sister doesn't even have a cotton coat? Go out and get her one."

"Where can you get a cotton-padded coat? She doesn't need to wear it in the rain yet. Just wrap her in swaddling clothes. Wait for your father to find a way to get some cloth, and I'll take some cotton from our quilt to make her one." Chen Lanxiang knew that cotton was hard to come by these days. The cotton-padded coats and quilts at home were taken apart and washed, washed and taken apart again, becoming thinner and less warm. But this was much better than many other families' clothes. At least they were made of cotton. This was because she bought a lot when she got married, otherwise it would definitely not be enough.

"Let's go to where I buy milk powder. I'm sure they have it there."

"Do you have any money left? I'll give you some. You don't need ready-made clothes. Bring back some cotton and cloth. If you have any extra, I'll make you a set of clothes. I've already made this one several times."

"Give me five dollars." He Yuzhu had no idea about the price and just quoted a random price.

"Five dollars is not enough for anything. I'll give you ten. If you can't buy it, come back quickly. I know you're good at fighting, but it's not peaceful out there. There are guns everywhere."

"I understand, Mom." He Yuzhu said this, but in his heart he said, "I have plenty of guns. Even if everyone in my family has two guns, they won't be able to use them all."

He had decided to go out on a whim. It was only when he entered the house and saw her mother rocking the girl that he thought of getting the sign-in cradle back, and also the tiger-head hat, cotton coat, and quilt. Cotton seemed difficult to get as it took up too much space.

He took the silver dollar and went out. He happened to see Jia Dongxu squatting at the door and brushing his teeth. He snorted in dissatisfaction, then spat a mouthful of mouthwash on the ground.

He Yuzhu glanced at him and walked towards the Chuihua Gate. He heard Jia Dongxu muttering, "Is this silly Zhu going out? I'll wait for him to come back and see if he has brought any delicious food."

After listening to this, He Yuzhu smiled broadly. This Jia Dongxu really only remembers the food and not the beating.

After leaving home, he wandered around Nanluoguxiang, but he didn't go to Heizhima Hutong. Ten people died there, and it was unknown what kind of commotion it was.

He planned to go to Jiaodaokou to take a look, hoping that the person would be sent back as soon as something happened, otherwise his rescue would be in vain.

On the way, he met two groups of black dogs. He walked forward with his head down. The police just glanced at him and ignored him because he was covered in patches and looked like a worthless person.

(End of this chapter)