Siheyuan: The Villain's Cool Life

Hey... Yan Bugui sighed and walked over, "Old Yi, you've made me suffer. Won't you say it's okay?" Then he took the 5 yuan from his hand.

"This money is your apology. Tomorrow I'll go talk to Director Wang and explain everything. If you do this again, I won't allow it."

Yan Bugui put the money in his pocket and left.

Yi Zhonghai was dumbfounded. He looked at Jia Zhang, who had several footprints on the ground, and Jia Dongxu, who looked like a sickly man, and then at Yan Bugui, who closed the door as soon as he entered.

The raised hand was empty. He sighed and walked towards the central courtyard with his hands behind his back.

Chapter 117 Accompany You to Class

Shen He disrupted the rhythm of donating grain, and the Jia family fell into an even more difficult situation.

However, it also made the Jia family become attached to Yi Zhonghai.

Who made him reluctant to sever this unnecessary master-disciple relationship?

He was still thinking about trying to salvage something, without even thinking about the extent of the relationship between the two families. Maybe it was because of Sha Zhu.

Now Shazhu basically doesn't talk to them.

Just treat it as an ordinary relationship.

As for the other people in the compound, they got to know Yi Zhonghai through several things. I can accept things from you, but I definitely can't accept you providing for my retirement.

The key is that you are still the kind of person who is stingy and lets others support you in your old age.

And just by saying a few words about moral principles, you want others to respect the elderly and love the young. Who is so stupid?

As for whether Sha Zhu gave 15 kilograms of corn flour to the Jia family, Shen He had no idea.

During dinner on Monday, Shen He learned something from the girls.

That is Duan Jitong, who is now seriously ill. On Sunday night, they said that a Taoist priest went to his dormitory, made a lot of gestures, and told the people in their dormitory not to tell anyone.

But contemporary college students are more stubborn than modern college students.

In just one day, the whole school knew about it.

As for what kind of disease could bring the Taoist priest here, others don’t know, but Shen He knows.

This was the kind of medicine he had prescribed at the time... it could be said to be a type of active mold.

This thing is not easy to handle.

There is a record in an unnamed Chinese medicine book that this is a Gu, but Shen He called it active mold, which is more appropriate.

I didn't expect that just one little thing could turn a person into that state.

After the Taoist priest made a series of gestures, no one knew what the final result was.

The result, of course, is...nothing.

The Taoist priest came and said that the child had been contaminated by something unclean, and then he made the child drink the medicine he brought with him, chanted spells, and burned talismans, etc. He went on for several days, and finally came to the school to make trouble again.

Finally, he held his waist and shook his head, saying that there was nothing he could do.

Since it was a scam, there was nothing to say. He was taken into custody and asked to explain the process and number of times he had committed the scam over the years.

The treatment... is the same as that boastful spirit medium.

I also heard a rumor that an old master from a family of traditional Chinese medicine has arrived in the capital.

I heard that he is a descendant of Li Shizhen.

Shen He is just small.

When mold enters the body, it will first attack the brain.

It's been so long, my brain must have been eaten up a long time ago.

As for killing this kind of mold, it is also very easy. Just spray alcohol in the air and this thing will die when it comes into contact with alcohol.

But once it enters the body, it is not so easy to kill. It is still okay before it enters the brain, but once it enters the brain, it can be declared hopeless.

As for whether it is cruel...it is not cruel. If he had fallen ill a day later, his men would have already spread rumors about Shen He to the point of no return.

Want to hold hands with You Menglin?

Want to eat fart.

Well, now that the two of them are no longer hindered by annoying flies, their feelings for each other are growing stronger day by day.

Every time Shen He felt that You Menglin's eyes were sparkling when she looked at him, of course Shen He only had her in his eyes when he looked at You Menglin.

Now the feeling that these two people give to others is... this... is fucking love.

However, You Menglin's roommate also said that there is another one in the school who has already started his internship this year, but should be back soon, so Shen He should be prepared. This person is more favored than Duan Jitong, the second child in the family, because he is the eldest child in the family.

Shen He knew who had said that Zheng Lexian was the eldest son of the Zheng family in the capital, and the only one in three generations on both sides of his parents' side.

There are two families, and this person has three aunts and two uncles.

You can imagine how spoiled she is.

The key is that this child is one of the best among those who have been smart since childhood.

This will make both families love them even more.

Shen He just choked when he heard that.

No matter how awesome a person is, he is still made of meat.

One bullet to the head, two bullets to the chest, or letting him bleed ten pounds of blood, there is no way this man will survive.

If there is, then shoot him twice more, or let him bleed another ten pounds of blood.

It's Tuesday.

Today is March 3st, Shen He’s first day of school.

Followed by a small tail.

It was You Menglin who insisted on following Shen He to night school.

However, after asking her to report to the dormitory security department and the teacher and write a note, Shen He took her there.

The note from the security department knew that she would be back very late, and with the note from the dormitory, she didn't need to explain too much.

The teacher's signature on the note proves that the teacher knew about it.

It was just 6 o'clock after dinner. I walked out of the school gate and rode eastward with You Menglin.

After passing Zizhong Road, you will reach Dongsishi Street, and after passing the city wall, you will reach Gongren Road.

There is a small Workers' Cultural Palace here, which is where we will have this class.

This is where Shen He came to register last time.

I took the note to the service desk, registered and signed in, and was assigned to classroom 12.

There are not just a few people taking classes here, but at least more than a thousand people.

Night schools for junior high and high schools are all here.

The university is not here, but somewhere else.

Most of the students here are workers, who are unwilling to be mediocre and want to break free from the shackles.

No one was surprised when Shen He entered the classroom, but the female comrade who followed Shen He in almost caused a commotion in the entire class.

But they are all adults, and they are not as unrestrained as children.

Shen He took You Menglin to an empty two-person seat and sat down.

There is a class schedule for later classes on the blackboard.

Classes are held for 4 hours a day, each class is 35 minutes long, with a 5-minute break in between.

There are 4 classes in 7 hours, which shows how fast the progress of each class is. You have to remember every detail the teacher says. If you are a little slow, you will miss a lot. If you don’t remember clearly after two or three classes, you will probably have to take it again next semester.

Of course, you can also borrow notes from classmates you have a good relationship with. The most important thing is how good the relationship is that they will lend you the notes?

Everyone has almost worked a whole day, enduring fatigue to attend a four-hour class. If you borrow someone's notes, do you have to copy them down on the spot?

Everyone basically has to go to work tomorrow, so who has the time to wait for you?

You Menglin took Shen He's pen and wrote in a notebook with very beautiful handwriting.

Take out the next book.

The first class, of course, begins with political and ideological education. This is the first and last time that we will have a separate class. Politics will no longer be taught separately in the future.

You can tell at first glance that the teacher has been working in political work for many years, and his political knowledge is absolutely perfect.

There is no need to record Shen He at all. The Shen He he talked about is even more fluent than he himself.

Don't doubt the political accomplishment of someone who has at least 7 anthologies in his head.

I didn't remember it, but You Menglin did, but I still remember it in bits and pieces.

She pouted and looked at Shen He, as if to say that she was too slow.

Shen He scratched her little nose, took the pen and started writing on the blank space she left.

Shen He's handwriting has a flavor of the Slender Gold style, and his writing speed is very fast.

It only took 3 minutes to record the core content of the teacher's class.

These are not in the books. The main thing is the interpretation of each sentence, which will be tested.

You Menglin opened her mouth slightly, took the notes and looked at Shen He. Is this okay?

This little look made Shen He want to kiss her, but this was a classroom, so he didn't dare.

The time for the second class has arrived. We will teach modern history, or modern Chinese and foreign history together.

You Menglin also took notes, but not everything the teacher said needed to be recorded.

When it is necessary to record, the teacher will say "Please record", and then the next sentence will be what you need to record.

After 35 minutes, even though You Menglin increased her speed, her little hands still couldn't take it.

Shen He grabbed it and rubbed it well. Hmm... it felt more like he was taking advantage of it.

He then completed the notes at a rapid speed.