Siheyuan, Shazhu: I have both parents in this life

Chapter 70 Yi Zhonghai's Hatred

In the next few days, He Yuzhu stayed at home obediently every day, accompanied Xu Damao to practice martial arts, and learned to read with his mother. He learned the Kangxi Dictionary and everything that was taught, but he still had to pretend to do it. The one who suffered the most was Xu Damao.

Every time he said that he was still young, he would be suppressed by He Yuzhu. Chen Lanxiang didn't even have to take the test in the next class, because He Yuzhu would do it for her that day.

If you say Xu Damao is incapable of studying with that kind of brain, that's a bit far-fetched. He simply doesn't study hard enough.

About half a month passed like this, and He Daqing secretly talked to He Yuzhu again, asking about supplies. The main reason was that the business of Fengze Garden was very bad. He Daqing had been on leave and unable to go to work for the past two or three months, and he really didn't make much money.

Food and vegetables are hard to buy outside and are expensive, not to mention meat. If this continues, the country will be depleted and no one knows what will happen next, so He Daqing is anxious.

He Yuzhu also asked about the situation in the city. He Daqing told him the gossip he heard, that there had been several battles outside the city, and the commotion was quite loud, and a lot of soldiers had been sent out from the city.

He Yuzhu had prepared the food long ago, but since there was still food at home, he did not mention it. His mother taught him to read, which was actually to keep an eye on him and not let him go out.

When He Daqing came to ask, He Yuzhu asked a question: Does my mother agree to let me go out?

"I haven't mentioned it to your mother yet, but in this situation, you have no choice but to go out. If you can hold on for another half a month, I guess you'll be stuck with nothing but dry food and steamed bread at home."

Of course, this is an exaggeration by He Daqing. The restaurant has its own supply channels, and He Daqing cannot get back the good stuff. Corn flour and a small amount of white flour are still acceptable.

He Daqing hasn't gone out to host a banquet for a long time. The recent commotion has made those people keep a low profile, otherwise they will attract the attention of Xiaori. Haha, just wait for the money to be spent to avoid disaster.

Don't want to give up your wealth? Then just wait for your family to be destroyed. I'm worried about finding the murderer of the recent attacks. I'll just give you a random name and shoot you.

Some people in the front yard have already started drinking porridge, including the Jia family.

Later, Li Guihua came to him again and wanted He Daqing to get some food for Yi Zhonghai. He Daqing directly refused. What a joke! If he dared to agree, someone would immediately come to him and ask him for food.

"Then let's wait until my mother agrees." He Yuzhu did not agree. You can imagine how painful his head must be after being nagged by his mother for more than half a month.

In addition, the old lady would grumble a few words from time to time, and He Yuzhu really didn't want to offend the mother and daughter.

After hearing what his son said, He Daqing had no choice but to go back and persuade his wife. However, the result was doomed to failure, and he was scolded by Chen Lanxiang.

Now Chen Lanxiang and He Yushui have moved back to the Central Courtyard. Yi Zhonghai is not as noisy now, but he still hasn't left the house.

On the other hand, Li Guihua was sad and in tears every day. Yi Zhonghai vented all his resentment on him. He couldn't get out of bed, but his mouth was more poisonous than Jia Zhang's.

But he is also a man who cares about his reputation, so his voice is not too loud when he scolds.

Zhao Fengnian went to see him once. He didn't say anything, but the murderous look in his eyes made even Old Zhao, a man who had seen all kinds of scenes, feel a little uneasy.

"I hate myself." Old Zhao thought to himself as he walked out of the Yi family and shook his head helplessly.

Since then, Lao Zhao never went there again. Not only him, but Jia Laonian in the front yard also never went there again, because Yi Zhonghai looked at him even more strangely, making him feel like his home was being robbed.

By May, the city had finally calmed down and the fighting outside the city had stopped.

Yi Zhonghai finally left home, but did not go to work. He was now pale, his eye sockets were sunken, and he walked with a limp. He just strolled in the yard every night to exercise his body.

This resulted in He Yuzhu not being allowed back into the ear room until he finished his activities and returned home every day.

Half a month later, Yi Zhonghai went out and first went to the steel rolling mill to resume work. People he knew came to ask about him, but he just responded indifferently and went on with his own work.

Fortunately, neither Zhao Fengnian nor Jia Laonian were gossipy, so no one at the factory knew he was no longer a man. He also began drinking heavily outside at night, and a few times he returned to the compound very late. The person who opened the door was about to curse him, but when they saw it was him, they kept silent and told him to go in and quickly close the door and go home.

He said he was drinking, but in fact he went out to replenish his body, and the food at home was not oily or watery.

By June, Yi Zhonghai had almost recovered, and one night he asked Li Guihua a question.

"Where do the palace people you invited live?"

"Boss, why are you asking this?"

"you tell me first."

"You, you have to go find him. He saved your life!"

"Don't worry about my business, just tell me where I am!" Yi Zhonghai's tone was cold and his eyes were even more frightening.

"Qian, No. 5, Qianliang South Lane." Li Guihua trembled and stuttered.

“How many people live in the yard?”

"I only saw him, no one else!"

"Go to sleep!" Yi Zhonghai said grimly. In fact, he wanted to kill not just one person, but everyone who knew that he was castrated.

Nothing happened that night, and the next night Yi Zhonghai still did not go home after work. He went to Qianliang Hutong, but did not go directly into Qianliang South Lane. Instead, he found a small shop outside the hutong, drank some wine, and observed Qianliang South Lane.

After making sure that no one was entering or leaving the alley, he paid for the wine, went out and walked around before entering Qianliang South Lane.

As soon as he entered the alley, Yi Zhonghai frowned. The courtyard wall in the alley was too high, even higher than their side, which made his plan to climb over the wall fail.

In desperation, he left the alley again, found a grocery store, bought two bottles of wine and a bag of snacks, and returned to Qianliang South Lane.

When he arrived at the gate of Yard No. 5, he knocked on the door.

After a long while, an old, hoarse voice came from inside and asked, "Who is it? It's late at night and everyone is asleep. If you have anything to say, please come early tomorrow!"

"I'm from Nanluoguxiang, and I'm here to thank you for saving my life!"

"Nanluoguxiang? Haha, thank me?" A mocking laugh came from inside.

"Yes, thank you for saving my life!" Yi Zhonghai said.

"Alright, then I'll see how you, little monkey, express your gratitude!"

"Bang, creak!" The door opened halfway.

Yi Zhonghai rushed in in a flash, and then began to look for the person who spoke. He was very familiar with that voice, because that voice had tormented him like a nightmare for several months.

After seeing the man, Yi Zhonghai's heart was filled with hatred. He threw away the wine and snacks in his hand without hesitation, drew the hidden dagger from his waist, and rushed towards the man.

(End of this chapter)