Courtyard House: My System - Artificial Human

That Jin Lu is really something. Why couldn't he have said something at the hospital? Why did he have to chase him all the way to his workplace to embarrass him? Was it really necessary?

Yi Zhonghai was filled with resentment and hatred. He didn't even eat. After hastily apologizing, he fled back to the workshop to avoid his coworkers' questions.

It's okay if he doesn't speak up; there are plenty of people who are willing to.

Liu Haizhong looked excited, gesturing wildly with his chopsticks as he recounted Yi Zhonghai's exploits in the courtyard over and over again, embellishing the story.

These days there aren't many entertainment options, so joining in the fun and gossiping is one of the few forms of entertainment.

Even the smallest things can be amplified and spread, let alone something as egregious as making a false police report, especially in Lou Zhenhua's factory.

Everyone in the factory, from top to bottom, knows how much Lou Zhenhua values ​​his reputation.

Not long after starting work in the afternoon, Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong were both caught and reprimanded by the workshop management.

As the instigator, Yi Zhonghai was told to pack his things and get out of the factory by the workshop management; the factory no longer wanted him!

Upon hearing this news, Yi Zhonghai's mind went blank; he was completely stunned.

No matter how much he tried to persuade them, the workshop management wouldn't budge.

As for Liu Haizhong, he was only given a lecture and told not to be so talkative in the future.

However, the relief is only relative. For Liu Haizhong, today's undeserved disaster is worse than being fired directly.

Because the workshop manager had said something like this to him.

"Master Liu, you've really disappointed the boss! He was going to promote you to team leader, but look at your big mouth, who would dare to promote you?"

On the way back to the workshop, Liu Hai, his heart pounding with anger and his eyes red, slapped himself hard several times.

The regret, after fermenting and escaping, turned into resentment towards everyone.

Yi Zhonghai, meanwhile, walked dejectedly down the street. He didn't want to go back to the hospital; he knew what he would face if he did.

The gossipy women in the courtyard could nag with a tongue as sharp as a knife.

Besides avoiding him, he was thinking more about how to get someone to speak on his behalf.

After much thought, it seemed that the only option was to go to the deaf old lady. That old lady was mysterious; she had been there since he moved into the courtyard, and in previous years, well-dressed people would occasionally come to visit her.

But ever since he received three gold bars from the old lady that day and did nothing in return, an invisible rift has appeared in their relationship. Will the old lady help him?

How can I reconcile with the old lady and get her to help me?

Yi Zhonghai wandered aimlessly along the seashore, lost in thought. When he came to his senses, he found himself on Qianmen Street.

The first thing you see is a silk shop.

Yi Zhonghai had an idea.

After leaving the silk shop with his package, Yi Zhonghai still felt it wasn't enough, so he started looking for food nearby.

Thinking that the old lady still had good teeth and was quite fond of food, I decided to buy her some treats.

After finishing his work, Yi Zhonghai looked at the sun and realized it wasn't time to leave work yet. He hesitated, unsure whether he should go home.

I looked down and was completely stunned again.

He saw a familiar face: He Daqing!

But shouldn't He Daqing be working at Fengzeyuan right now? Why is he doing the work of a shopkeeper?

Was he also fired like me?

Driven by intense curiosity, Yi Zhonghai greeted people.

He called out to the other person several times, but they didn't respond. The other person just kept pulling the cart. Yi Zhonghai then quickly stepped forward and patted them on the shoulder.

"Old He? What are you doing here? I called you several times and you didn't answer."

"Are you calling me? You've mistaken me for someone else, Master. My surname isn't He, my name is Cai Quanwu!" Cai Quanwu turned around and stopped the cart.

He heard someone shouting, but he didn't realize they were calling him.

Yi Zhonghai was stunned again. After carefully examining him from head to toe, a storm of emotions surged within him.

It's definitely not Lao He; this person looks younger than Lao He!

But this expressionless face is at least 80-90% similar!

"Your surname is Cai? Who's in your family? To tell you the truth, brother, there's someone in my courtyard who looks exactly like you! It's Old He I mentioned, hey! You two are practically identical! You look so alike!"

Yi Zhonghai clicked his tongue in amazement, while Cai Quanwu was completely bewildered this time, going over the man's words in his mind several times, filled with doubt.

He's the only one left in his family, and he hasn't heard of anyone else still alive! Is this person trying to scam him? But what could a nobody like him possibly have to be lied to?

Having sorted out his doubts, Cai Quanwu couldn't help but feel curious as well.

The two of them took turns talking, going over the details.

When they parted, Yi Zhonghai promised to introduce He Daqing to the two of them another day, saying they might actually be relatives.

Cai Quanwu readily agreed, as he had been living a lonely and miserable life ever since his family was murdered.

Even finding a relative, even one from afar, is enough to comfort the soul.

Distracted by Cai Quanwu, Yi Zhonghai's fear lessened considerably, and he picked up his package and headed towards the courtyard house.

As he walked from the gate to his home, Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but feel fortunate.

Fortunately, it's winter, and not many people are willing to chat in the cold wind, otherwise he doesn't know how many people he would have to deal with today.

Yi Zhonghai took out the gold bars he had hidden at home, examined them carefully, and sighed deeply.

Ultimately, you can't warm up something that's not in your own home.

These feelings, coupled with the sad events at the factory, brought tears to Yi Zhonghai's eyes, and he immediately went to the backyard.

Lin Weidong had a rough idea of ​​what was going on with Yi Zhonghai after Jin Lu reported to him.

At that time, the steel rolling mill was a private enterprise, so dealing with Yi Zhonghai was easy. Even after the public-private partnership, the punishment for someone like Yi Zhonghai, whose behavior was so egregious and seriously damaged the reputation of the workers, was definitely not lenient.

He didn't pay much attention to what happened afterward, and locked himself in his room after returning to the courtyard house after get off work.

At this moment, Cui Bashan's office was quiet. The important thing was that he and Zheng Chaoyang were interrogating Zong Xiangfang together. The two places were not far apart.

Lin Weidong activated the Disguiser Mask and immediately teleported to Cui Bashan's office.

A short while later, Lin Weidong reappeared at home.

When he took off the imposter mask, his heart was filled with joy.

[Congratulations, host, on your contact with Luo Yong, Duomen, Qi Lala, Qin Zhaodi, and Zong Xiangfang from the Glorious Era. You are rewarded with 2 pairs of intermediate-level clones and 8 pairs of basic-level clones (half of whom are of overseas ethnicity)]

20 people in total! Great!

As Lin Weidong sighed, his figure disappeared again.

In the kitchen of No. 13 Suoyi Hutong.

Tian Zao pushed past Hu Yi's wife, took over the stove, and showed Bai Ling what he had learned, looking slightly smug.

After spending a day and a night together, Tian Zao found the only place where Bai Ling was significantly inferior to her.

"What do you think of this dish, Sister Bai Ling?" Tian Zao carefully plated a dish of stir-fried mutton with scallions, sprinkled it with fine red pepper strips for garnish, and spread her hands to indicate to Bai Ling her opinion.

"It smells so good! Zao'er is so wonderful!" Bai Ling exclaimed, pinching Tian Zao's smooth cheeks like she was coaxing a child, which made Tian Zao show a coquettish expression.

"Sister Bai Ling~ Why do you keep touching my face!"

"What? Only your brother Weidong is allowed to touch it? Can't your sister touch it?" Bai Ling imitated Tian Zao's tone from last night, her smile mischievous, which made Tian Zao blush!

Taking advantage of the moment when Hu Yi's wife was carrying the dishes out, Tian Zao launched a sneak attack and climbed directly onto Bai Ling's chest.

But in an instant, he was retaliated against and had to hunch over to avoid it.

Lin Weidong lifted the curtain and came in. He was captivated by the scene before him and let out a soft gasp.

"Don't be afraid, Zao'er! I'll help you!"