Chapter 227: The matter of Yushui cannot be delayed any longer

Seeing Yushui blush and run out.

Shazhu finally tucked his heart away in his belly.

Not bad.

He knows to be shy.

He worries that He Yushui might be scared into trouble by Yi Zhonghai, and still hopes He Yushui will get into college, stand out, and bring glory to the He family.

If this damn thing goes wrong.

Even grinding Yi Zhonghai to ashes wouldn't dispel his hatred.

"This girl, how will she ever get married?"

Yu Li lying on the bed.

He shouted a sentence.

Shazhu, not giving it much thought, naturally went along with his wife's remark and replied.

"She won't have trouble marrying; a police officer likes her."

After saying that.

Even Shazhu himself spaced out, staring blankly at Yu Li, while his mind was on Yushui's matter.

In his previous life.

Shazhu fell for Yi Zhonghai's moral blackmail scheme, sincerely treating Qin Huairu well, even taking the blame for Bangeng stealing Xu Daming's mother hen and compensating him a few dollars.

He Yushui also became known as the sister of a chicken thief because of Shazhu's action.

Originally they planned to marry after the New Year, but it was stubbornly delayed to a year later.

The police officer who married He Yushui is named Liu Jianguo.

A few days ago, in the case of Laotaitai's death, the young comrade who came to the Siheyuan to investigate was also named Liu Jianguo.

It couldn't be such a coincidence, could it?

Shazhu furrowed his brows.

His sister is someone who is supposed to go to college.

A big intellectual!

"Hiss!"

The sound of him sucking in cold air burst from Shazhu's mouth; the posture he had been sitting on the stool, observing Yu Li and the little one, also turned into a straight stance.

Yu Li and her mother each stared at Shazhu with puzzled eyes.

They couldn't understand why Shazhu suddenly had a hysterical fit.

"Zhuzi, are you okay?"

"Mom, I'm fine, I'm fine."

Shazhu said he was fine, but his expression showed he was definitely not fine.

Yu Li and her mother exchanged a glance.

Wisely, they chose not to ask.

In their hearts they wondered why, after looking at the wall calendar, Shazhu would look as terrified as if sitting on pins and needles with the sky collapsing and the earth cracking, wondering if there was something wrong with the calendar.

It wasn't the calendar that was problematic.

It was the person who had a problem.

Shazhu, reborn in this life, knows what happened in those later years.

He uses the idiom "sky collapsing, earth sinking" to describe it.

It's not an exaggeration.

This is also the root of Shazhu's spacing out; he, who never paid attention to dates, inadvertently glanced at the wall calendar while observing his son just now.

A large "62" number clearly appeared before his eyes.

As someone who has been through it, Shazhu realizes he must consider Yushui's future.

Go to the countryside.

It's an unavoidable hurdle.

According to the rules.

Unemployed youths all have to go to the countryside for a stint.

This stint is not that stint.

At minimum two years, at most estimated to be over ten years, even twenty-plus years.

Some go alone and come back with two or three people, or even four; some never come back at all.

He Yushui's looks aren't strikingly beautiful; her appeal lies in her durability—first glance she seems ugly, second glance just so-so, third glance she's just a girl; the more you look, the more you'll find her cute.

A deadly problem.

If she goes to the countryside.

It's like throwing a meat bun at a dog—gone with no return, the same principle.

Protect sister He Yushui.

Starting with Shazhu.

"Mom, wife, you keep chatting; I'm going to the toilet."

Shazhu found an excuse.

Yu Li and her mother both nodded.

Shazhu stepped out.

Only the mother and daughter remained inside.

Some things don't need to be hidden.

"Yu Li, is Zhuzi okay?"

"Probably not."

"As a daughter-in-law, you're doing a terrible job—you don't even know whether your husband is okay or not."

"Mom, I really don't know what's wrong with him; if he comes back later, I'll ask him."

"You, I just can't say anything about you."

Yu Li's mother's gaze fell on the tiger-head hat.

As someone who has been through it.

At first glance, she took a liking to this.

The stitching is good.

The fabric is good.

The embroidery is also good.

It's clear that a lot of thought went into it.

Shazhu's mother died long ago—where did this come from?

"Zhuzi said, this was given to him by an elder aunt before he left the Siheyuan, and there's also this."

A silver longevity lock.

Yu Li grabbed it.

Shazhu brought the stuff over, but Yu Li has no opinion on whether to let the child wear it or put it on.

She might as well take the opportunity.

Ask the old lady.

How should we deal with this?

"Yi Zhonghai's wife?"

"Hmm."

"Living in a Dayuan, sending it back would be like losing face; what they say is reasonable—this isn't for you two, it's for Weiguo. Keep it; worst case, when she can't move later, you can bring her a bowl of hot food and a bowl of hot water, counting it as repaying the favor. No children, it's tough."

"Zhuzi told me that the eldest aunt said that once Yi Zhonghai's matter is settled, she'll return to her hometown in the countryside."

"Going back is fine—it avoids staying in the courtyard and being wiped out."

……

In the hallway.

Shazhu, who slipped away pretending to go to the bathroom.

Leaning against the wall.

He was thinking about things.

He was recalling what connections he had that could be used.

The way to keep He Yushui from going to the village.

It's simple.

Just find He Yushui a job.

He will graduate from senior high next year.

Although not having a college degree doesn't sound impressive, in the Siheyuan and at the Yagangchang, he's still considered an educated intellectual.

According to the rule that workers' children at the Yagangchang return to their original unit.

He Yushui's job is very likely to be settled at the Yagangchang.

In the previous life.

He Yushui works at the textile factory.

It's because she was scared by those people in the Siheyuan, fearing she'd end up like Shazhu, drained of blood, so she wanted to stay far away—thus she didn't go to the Yagangchang but went to a textile factory far from the Siheyuan.

Shazhu also had a role.

He is the Yagangchang's best cook; the factory leadership, including Deputy Factory Director Li, can't do without him, and he gets along well with the higher-ups—just a word from him.

He Yushui's job was thus settled.

Shazhu never paid any attention to He Yushui from start to finish.

This brother.

He's doing a poor job as a brother.

This is the kind of stupid thing from his past life.

In this life, he naturally won't repeat it.

Arranging for He Yushui to work at the Yagangchang is just a matter of Shazhu saying so.

But he's a bit unwilling about it.

Supporting He Yushui's college education, yet Shazhu's lifelong dream—after his rebirth, he had this idea: using cooking as payment, he had Yan Fugui tutor He Yushui, which made He Yushui curse Shazhu every day, saying Shazhu isn't her brother—who would spend money daily asking someone to assign her homework and tutor her as a real brother?

Even the big boss's connections could be used.

According to Shazhu's wish, He Yushui continues college; before that, arrange her job at the Yagangchang, so she won't wander the village due to lack of work.

That also counts as a solution.

Still need to ask He Yushui's opinion.