Chapter 52: Did Yi Zhonghai ever live in Qin Huairu's home?

Something happened.

Shazhu couldn't stay seated on the fishing platform; he ran over to He Yushui and anxiously asked if she had been hurt.

Shazhu made a mistake.

Yushui wasn't crying because she had fallen.

It was due to being frightened.

She was frightened into tears by the old man who was shouting about his misfortune of losing his donkey meat fire bread.

Shazhu really felt helpless.

In broad daylight.

Frightened into tears by someone.

How menacing must this person look?

He turned his head to look.

Only then did Shazhu realize that Yushui's frightened crying was not exaggerated at all.

The old man who was hit didn't look fierce or evil at all; instead, his appearance was extraordinarily bizarre, he had a completely non-human face, and looking at it you could imagine any evil spirit or beast imaginable — in short, it bore no resemblance to a human.

No wonder Yushui was frightened into tears.

Shazhu also panicked.

"Sorry, sorry."

"Just saying sorry won't do; my donkey meat fire bread was knocked flying — I'm telling you, you have to pay — this is Dingxiang Lou's donkey meat fire bread, you must compensate at least one silver dollar."

Two servings of donkey meat fire bread.

You want me to pay one silver dollar.

Isn't this extortion?

Just as I was about to have a good talk with him, I saw the old man demanding a silver dollar instantly change his expression — his angry face turned abruptly into a fawning one, oddly looking a bit joyful.

"Director Wang is also here."

He looked in the direction of the sound.

Shazhu spotted an acquaintance.

Street Office Director Wang.

One thing subdues another.

Brine coagulates tofu.

No wonder this guy put on a smile.

He ran into his superior.

"Jia Gui, what's this — are you extorting me?"

"Director Wang, you misheard; I'm not extorting — I'm just joking with this young fellow. Even if you lent me ten guts, I wouldn't dare extort on the street."

"Jia Gui!"

That guy who, together with Wen San, boasts about who got slapped the most by the little devils.

Don't say it.

Jia Gui's appearance.

Unprecedented and unmatched.

A face without precedent in the past and without successor in the future.

"Jia Gui, you little brat, having served eight years as captain of the Detective Squad in Anqiu, you should be held accountable; considering you failed to capture a single one of our comrades in those eight years and your confession attitude is excellent, I'll let you off lightly — but if you keep up your old ways, I'll notify the police station."

"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare."

"How do you explain one silver dollar?"

"Just joking, just joking."

"Write a two-thousand-word self-criticism and submit it to me tomorrow."

"I guarantee to complete the task."

"Why are you still standing there dazed?"

"If you don't give the word, I dare not leave."

Director Wang waved his hand.

Jia Gui hurried away.

Before leaving.

He also didn't forget to take his donkey meat fire bread with him.

"Director Wang, thank you."

"What is this?"

"Yushui was learning to drive; I was accompanying her practice and accidentally knocked over Jia Gui." Shazhu changed his tone: "Director Wang, what is this?"

"I was originally going to your compound, but I happen to have other matters and ran into you; please handle this for me."

"As you command."

"It's like this…"

Director Wang explained the matter in detail.

Related to Yi Zhonghai.

Last month.

That is, the month before He Daqing followed the widow to Baocheng, Yagangchang, in response to the state's call for big factories to pair with poor teams for assistance, dispatched some capable workers to the countryside to carry out targeted assistance, repairing tools and farm machinery, etc.

Actually, it's just industrial support for agriculture.

The support team captain of Yagangchang last month was Yi Zhonghai, who took six or seven people to Qinjia Village; during that month of supporting Qinjia Village, Yi Zhonghai always stayed at Qin Huairu's home.

It is said the effect was significant, helping Qinjia Village increase this production efficiency, also repairing roads and water channels, and also promoting the population growth of Qinjia Village.

Qinjia Village wrote a letter of commendation to Yi Zhonghai; Director Wang prepared to deliver this letter to Yi Zhonghai, but upon encountering Shazhu, he had Shazhu help deliver it.

A matter done in passing.

Shazhu hurriedly agreed.

Riding a bicycle and carrying He Yushui back to the Siheyuan, Shazhu was still pondering Director Wang's original words; Yi Zhonghai was conducting support in Qinjia Village, and as the support team captain he lived at Qin Huairu's home for a month. During that month, Qin Huairu and Yi Zhonghai went from being strangers to acquaintances to becoming intimate.

No wonder in his previous life Yi Zhonghai insisted on helping Qin Huairu no matter what; even if he moved out of the widow's gate where there were many disputes, Yi Zhonghai still persisted in having himself help Qin Huairu, and Yi Zhonghai also secretly provided Qin Huairu with white flour in the latter half of the night; the fact that he provided white flour in the latter half of the night was exposed by Jia Zhangshi.

Shazhu stopped his steps, recalling a fragment from his previous life that he himself had overlooked.

In his previous life, Bangeng disagreed with Shazhu marrying Qin Huairu, every day giving Shazhu a sour look like a donkey and also making Qin Huairu look bad; Shazhu came back from Yagangchang with a lunch box, Xiao Dang came running out from inside in a hurry, reached out to flip through the lunch box inside Shazhu's satchel, Shazhu said, "Be careful not to let Bangeng see and become unhappy," Xiao Dang said, "I'm too lazy to bother with Bangeng," Xiao Dang then made up an excuse to ask, asking Shazhu who Bangeng resembles, Shazhu said, "A son resembles his father," Xiao Dang said, "Bangeng resembles Dong Xu," then Xiao Dang asked, "Who do Xiao Dang and Huaihua resemble?" Shazhu said, "Huaihua resembles Qin Huairu," as for who Xiao Dang resembles, Shazhu couldn't figure it out for a moment.

At the time he didn't think much of it.

Now thinking about it.

The reason Shazhu in his previous life couldn't answer the question of who Xiao Dang resembles is because, in his understanding, Xiao Dang neither resembles Jia Dongxu nor Qin Huairu.

Specifically, who does he resemble?

Really don't know.

Feeling not like the Jia family's daughter-in-law, her temperament and appearance have no affinity with the Jia family.

After letting out a cold snort, Shazhu encountered the first gate of the Siheyuan.

The Scheming Gate.

The gate-guarding general Yan Fugui.

Clearly it was not his own bicycle and had nothing to do with him, yet Yan Fugui nevertheless looked at Shazhu's bicycle with a pained expression.

This is a new bicycle.

So Shazhu let Yushui fall like that.

Okay.

Let's give Yushui some more homework, just based on how He Yushui fell while learning to ride the bike; Yan Fugui feels sorry, if it were his bicycle, he'd have to carry it back to the Siheyuan.

"Shazhu, you, this is a new bicycle."

Having said that.

He turned his face toward He Yushui and said, "Yushui, write an essay of no less than five hundred words later; San Daye will inspect it today."

The little girl obediently nodded.

Shazhu couldn't figure it out.

Although both were about assigning homework, Shazhu's words and those of Yan Fugui had the same content, yet He Yushui's execution was completely opposite.

One listens.

One does not listen.

After greeting Yan Fugui, he pushed his bicycle into the central courtyard and saw Xu Damao, that turtle grandson, squatting with a weird smile at the entrance of the He family's house in the central courtyard.

Better to pick a day than to choose one.

We haven't settled the account for making He Yushui push his bicycle and run, yet you little brat have come to your own doorstep.