The Courtyard House: He Yuzhu, Who Defied Fate

Even the usually mischievous boys didn't say anything and just followed Liu Haizhong's instructions to get to work.

At this moment, someone said:

"Second Uncle, Qin Huairu said her family doesn't have any white cloth!"

He Yuzhu said:

"Do you have a sack of flour? Take one out and make it into clothes to wear as mourning clothes!"

"good idea!"

And just like that, Bang Geng, who had no idea what was going on, was dressed in mourning clothes and had a burlap sack put over his head.

This resulted in us having to wear mourning clothes, and since we don't have enough supplies right now, we have no choice but to make do.

There's no way around it; this isn't the future, where there's so much cloth available.

Qin Huairu also put a burlap sack over her head, knelt in front of Jia Dongxu, and burned paper money for him.

At that time, there was no such thing as feudal dross, and burning paper money at the burial site was still acceptable.

But after 1965, it was gone.

Seeing that things were getting back on track, He Yuzhu said to Yan Bugui:

"Uncle, you've worked hard too. Please help with the accounts. If anyone wants to give a gift, just go to Uncle.

"I'll leave the bookkeeping to you. Also, keep track of how much each person who helped you spent."

Yan Bugui nodded:

"Yes, that's no problem!"

Upon hearing He Yuzhu's words, everyone looked at him, never expecting that Jia Dongxu's funeral was actually arranged under He Yuzhu's direction.

He Yuzhu walked up to Yi Zhonghai and said:

"Uncle, please accept my condolences. The Jia family doesn't even have anyone to take charge right now. You need to pull yourself together."

Even if Brother Jia were to die, he wouldn't want you to end up like this!

Yi Zhonghai stood there blankly, not saying a word.

He Yuzhu knew that Jia Dongxu was Yi Zhonghai's future hope. As long as Jia Dongxu was around, Yi Zhonghai's retirement would not be a problem.

But now that Jia Dongxu is gone, Yi Zhonghai has no hope.

In the original novel, Yi Zhonghai had a backup plan, He Yuzhu, but now He Yuzhu completely ignores him.

Yi Zhonghai stared at He Yuzhu, his eyes devoid of any color, lost in a daze.

Seeing Yi Zhonghai like this, He Yuzhu had no choice but to approach Jia Zhangshi:

“Mrs. Jia, your son is gone. It’s no use just wailing like this.”

Are you going to throw a banquet for your son or not? If you're not, I'm leaving!

Upon hearing He Yuzhu's words, Jia Zhangshi knew that if she didn't do it, she would be looked down upon by the people in the compound for the rest of her life.

Besides, how can we receive gifts if we don't hold a banquet?

Jia Zhangshi said:

"Do it! Do it! Do it!"

He Yuzhu said:

"Go get the money for the banquet, and then let everyone go shopping while it's still dark and there's still a place open."

I've bought everything. I don't know how your compound set up its small canteen.

We can't use collective property to do things, can we?

"Whoever in the compound is in charge of purchasing, take your badge and go buy some things!"

Upon hearing He Yuzhu's words, Jia Zhangshi immediately objected:

"What? Give us money? Where would we get any money? We're already struggling so much, and you still want us to give you money?"

"No money, no money. My son died at the steel mill; the steel mill should pay for all this."

He Yuzhu said:

"The steel rolling mill's handling opinions are almost finalized and will be released in the next couple of days."

My dad is the cafeteria manager. He said in a meeting that, according to regulations, your son, Brother Jia, will be compensated with a year's salary.

Brother Jia's current salary is 45.2 yuan, which adds up to 542.4 yuan a year, plus funeral expenses.

If you don't have the money, it will be deducted from that amount when the money comes in.

If you still don't agree, then that's settled. No one will give gifts; we'll just help you with the burial of Brother Jia!"

Upon hearing He Yuzhu's words, Jia Zhangshi knew how much everyone could eat.

If we don't give a gift, then it's everyone's loss.

However, thinking about how she had spent all of her son's compensation money, Jia Zhangshi felt a pang of heartache and suddenly remembered that she had been reluctant to exchange it before.

Later, when she couldn't spend the money, Jia Zhangshi stood up and ran back home.

Holding a square iron box, Qin Huairu looked at it with an expression that said, "I knew it."

Jia Zhangshi immediately placed the iron box into He Yuzhu's arms:

"This is all our family's possessions, and it's all yours. Use this money to buy things."

He Yuzhu was stunned. He hadn't expected that Jia Zhangshi would be so willing to sacrifice for her son.

He Yuzhu opened the iron box and immediately burst into laughter in anger.

This box contains only the first set of RMB banknotes.

However, there were only a few harvesters with a face value of 50,000; most of them were horse herding pictures with a face value of 10,000.

Unexpectedly, Jia Zhangshi actually had this much money.

When He Yuzhu took out the money, everyone was stunned.

Liu Haizhong said:

"How come your family still has so much money? You can't spend it all!"

Jia Zhangshi said, somewhat unsure of herself:

....... ....... ...

"I don't know either. Back then, it was 10,000 yuan to exchange for one piece, and I couldn't bear to exchange it."

Who knew they wouldn't replace it later, and they wouldn't let us use it anymore!

Everyone knows these are waste papers.

Everyone looked at He Yuzhu, who was overjoyed, knowing that there were about fifty or sixty horse herding pictures here.

It should be noted that in later generations, this painting of herding horses would only be worth three or four million.

If these horse-herding paintings were kept in one's possession, they would be worth at least a hundred million in later generations.

Spending over 100 million yuan on a simple banquet is incredibly extravagant.

Seeing that He Yuzhu remained silent, Jia Zhangshi immediately said:

"This is all the money my family has. Take it or leave it. My son's compensation is my retirement money."

"If any of you make a move, I'll fight you to the death!"

He Yuzhu pretended to sigh and said:

"Forget it, I guess I'm just unlucky. Brother Jia was such a good person when he was alive, how did he end up with a mother like you?"

Who is the purchasing agent?

Yan Bugui said:

"I...I'm the purchasing agent for the compound!"

He Yuzhu closed the box, then took out ten ten-yuan bills from his pocket, which made a hundred yuan.

He Yuzhu said:

"I didn't count the money here, and it doesn't look like much, maybe sixty or seventy at most."

Consider this the last thing I did for Brother Jia. I had the highest salary among them, so I exchanged it for him.

I have 100 yuan here. Take this money and buy some grain, vegetables, and meat.

Even though Brother Jia is gone, there still needs to be a feast, right?

You know how many people are in the compound, so I won't go into detail. Just buy what you think is appropriate!

When Jia Zhangshi saw He Yuzhu take out so much money, she immediately became angry and tried to snatch it.

"How could a single banquet cost so much money?"

He Yuzhu dodged Jia Zhangshi and then said:

"Jia Zhangshi, if you keep acting up, I'm not paying for this. You can take the money and buy it yourself!"