The Dream Fulfillment Master in the Courtyard

Chen Guofu was driving, still in a sidecar motorcycle.

Shen Zhiyu bought nutritional supplements at the supply and marketing cooperative and went to the Song family first. Song Mancang looked quite well, and his family was taking good care of him. The factory had arranged a sales clerk job for his wife at the supply and marketing cooperative.

Although the salary is lower than Song Mancang's, the job is easier and the benefits are good.

In addition to providing more compensation, the Wang family also arranged a job for Wang Jiaxing's wife, and his two children received a monthly subsidy of five yuan until they reached adulthood.

In short, the steel rolling mill did not mistreat anyone.

Because of this, Shen Zhiyu felt that Jia Dongxu's accident at the steel mill in the plot was most likely his own responsibility. Otherwise, the factory would not have only given him a pension and would not have given Qin Huairu any special treatment when she entered the factory to work.

On her way back, Shen Zhiyu made another trip to the supply and marketing cooperative and bought a lot of things.

"You've bought so much stuff again. How much money do you have to spend?"

Seeing Shen Zhiyu's spending habits, Chen Guofu was worried for him.

"You need to save some money so that when you get the house, you can buy some nice things and get married!"

"How could you be so wasteful!"

Hearing Chen Guofu say this, Shen Zhiyu smiled and said, "During this time, I lived in that courtyard and received so much help from the neighbors. Now that I'm better, shouldn't I thank them?"

"That's right, that makes sense!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Guofu fell silent.

It's right to repay kindness!

Dengbian Sanlu escorted Shen Zhiyu to the intersection outside the courtyard, where Shen Zhiyu tossed a small bag of candy to Chen Guofu.

"Brother Chen, here, take this back for my nephew and niece!"

"How could I possibly accept this!"

Chen Guofu said he was sorry, but his hands were quick as he stuffed the bag of candy into his pocket.

Shen Zhiyu glanced at him speechlessly.

Coincidentally, just as Shen Zhiyu was talking to Chen Guofu, Yan Bugui walked out of the alleyway of the courtyard house.

Yan Bugui froze at the alley entrance when he saw Shen Zhiyu get off the tricycle.

This... this Officer Shen isn't stupid anymore!

Yan Bugui couldn't help but shiver, but soon a smile spread across his face.

"Officer Shen, are you all better now?"

After Shen Zhiyu finished speaking with Chen Guofu and watched him drive away, Yan Bugui finally spoke to Shen Zhiyu.

"You must be Teacher Yan. I'm almost fully recovered!"

Shen Zhiyu smiled at Yan Bugui, "Are you going out? Then you go ahead and do your work, I'll head back first!"

Without any unnecessary pleasantries, Shen Zhiyu quickly ended her conversation with Yan Bugui and walked past him toward the courtyard before he could react.

Yan Bugui watched Shen Zhiyu's retreating figure with a strange expression on his face.

In his opinion, Shen Zhiyu was no longer stupid, and the courtyard was going to be lively.

Yi Zhonghai, who has always taken advantage of Shen Zhiyu, and the Jia family, who want to benefit from Shen Zhiyu, are about to have their good days!

Shen Zhiyu, of course, was unaware of Yan Bugui's thoughts; he was preparing to retrieve his ration book.

This thing is either at Yi Zhonghai's house or at Jia's house.

Shen Zhiyu returned to the Central Courtyard, but instead of going home first, she went to the east wing of the Central Courtyard.

When the older woman who opened the door saw Shen Zhiyu, she assumed Shen Zhiyu had come looking for food and told her to wait a moment while she went to make something.

"Auntie, I've already eaten!"

"I'm almost fully recovered. I'm sorry for causing you trouble before!"

Shen Zhiyu thanked her politely.

"Xiao Shen, are you really all better?"

"Well, although there are still some people who can't remember things, they're generally doing fine with their lives now. I went to the steel rolling mill today; I've already resumed work!"

Shen Zhiyu smiled. "I came here today to ask if my ration book and household registration are with you, right?"

"Yes, yes, it's here with me!"

An older woman quickly answered.

Yi Zhonghai instructed him to deliver this to the Jia family when he had time, saying that Shen Zhiyu would be taken care of by the Jia family from now on, and that the grain ration book and such should still be kept by the Jia family, so that it would be convenient for them to buy grain, without them having to interfere all the time.

However, the old woman was worried that Jia Zhangshi would withhold Shen Zhiyu's food rations, so the food was not delivered in time.

Otherwise, there will probably be another round of wrangling.

After the older woman brought out the items and handed them to Shen Zhiyu, Shen Zhiyu thanked her again and gave her a small bag of candy as a token of gratitude for her care during this time.

The older woman didn't refuse; she thanked her a couple of times and accepted it.

Shen Zhiyu first put the ration book and household registration into her space, then walked around the courtyard, visiting each household and leaving some candy for each one.

In this day and age, candy is a precious commodity.

Normally, there's nothing to eat at all.

A child might eat a piece of candy for several days. After finishing it, the wrapper is carefully kept. When the child craves it, they might take out the wrapper and lick it.

While Shen Zhiyu was visiting each household, the Jia family was shrouded in gloom.

Jia Zhangshi's face fell. Shen Zhiyu wasn't stupid anymore, and their good days were over.

I've only had two full meals!

The warm kang (heated brick bed) was only heated for one day!

"What a tragedy!"

"How could God be so blind!"

"Why did you let this idiot get better?"

Madam Jia kept muttering to herself, but she didn't dare to speak too loudly, or even let Qin Huairu hear her.

Shen Zhiyu works in the security department of the steel rolling mill, while her son is just an ordinary worker in the steel rolling mill. She dares not provoke the normal Shen Zhiyu.

"Qin Huairu, hurry up and take the grain and coal briquettes that Yi Zhonghai brought over to Officer Shen. Oh, and that ten yuan too, take it all over there!"

Madam Jia was very shrewd.

She knows exactly who she can mess with and who she can't.

Qin Huairu responded softly to Jia Zhangshi's call and then began to get busy.

After Shen Zhiyu finished walking around the courtyard, Qin Huairu was still moving coal briquettes.

"Comrade Shen, these are all your coal briquettes, I've put them here!"

"Almost done moving in!"

When Qin Huairu saw Shen Zhiyu return, she quickly explained, "The rest of the coal briquettes are being kept by Uncle Yi. I don't know exactly how many there are; you'll have to wait for him to return and ask him yourself!"

"Thanks!"

Shen Zhiyu glanced at Qin Huairu and thanked her.

At this time, Qin Huairu was not bad, nor did she have any scheming mind; she was just a wronged little wife.

Shen Zhiyu wouldn't make things difficult for her.

"No, you're welcome!"

Qin Huairu was surprised by Shen Zhiyu's politeness and felt a little embarrassed.

Shen Zhiyu nodded and went back inside.

It's really not warm inside.

The coal briquettes in the stove hole had long since burned out, but how to rekindle them was the problem.

Shen Zhiyu had no choice but to ask Qin Huairu for help.

After all, he had actually done this before, and there were no wood chips or branches to start a fire.

However, when Qin Huairu squatted in front of the kang (heated brick bed) and lit the wood shavings she had found, her cotton-padded jacket was not long enough, revealing a patch of snow-white skin on her waist and back.

It was the same white, fleshy meat, but Shen Zhiyu felt that the white meat in front of her was completely different from the white meat at the murder scene.

As Qin Huairu reached for the coal briquette, her waist stretched out, revealing an extremely sexy and alluring cleavage.

At that moment, Shen Zhiyu felt inexplicably thirsty and her eyes glazed over.

Hemp egg!

Sure enough, I need to hurry up and get married!