Chapter 535: Yu Li is a Tiger Mom

Shazhu carried Li Xiuzhi around the plaza, wandered the old city district, ate some specialty snacks, and around 5 pm he and Yu Li returned to the Siheyuan one after another.

Just as they reached the gate of the Siheyuan.

Several aunties with Third Aunt at the forefront.

They all rushed toward the couple like a swarm of bees.

They were all startled by Shazhu's actions today; in the neighbors' eyes, Shazhu is the type who could be shot at any moment, living only for today with no guarantee of tomorrow, possibly gone the next day.

If it were them,

they would probably be hiding indoors, blaming heaven and earth.

Shazhu, on the other hand, didn't give it a second thought; he grabbed his camera, took Yu Li, and went out to enjoy themselves all over the Capital City.

Such a carefree attitude.

This earned the aunties' admiration.

Some aunties even let their imaginations run wild, wondering if the Bai Xu matter had been settled, otherwise why wouldn't Shazhu have taken it to heart?

You say it's nothing.

But today's evening paper again published those related reports about Bai Xu, and slapped a big label of intending to restore the old regime on Shazhu.

The storms of past years still echo in the aunties' minds; those who had been labeled with the restoration hat, who among them ever got a good outcome?

Little people have their own little wisdom.

They avoid offending anyone.

They surrounded the couple, relaying to them some of what had happened in the courtyard.

Upon hearing the fact that Jia Zhangshi had scolded the couple and been soundly beaten by Shazhu's several kids,

Yu Li gave Shazhu a fierce glare.

She doesn't like children fighting.

Whenever the kids fight, it's Shazhu's fault; who let him always bear the title of Siheyuan's War God, making him an unwitting scapegoat.

Shazhu, inwardly bitter, smiled and greeted the few aunties, then stepped into the Siheyuan.

Just as he reached the Zhong Yuan.

Soon, the sound of the doors slamming shut with a 'Bang' echoed in his ears.

Shazhu inexplicably felt a surge of joy.

An pleased laugh unintentionally escaped his lips.

He was amused by Jia Zhangshi's behavior.

Seeing Shazhu return pushing his bicycle, Jia Zhangshi, who sat at the Jia Family's doorstep making cloth shoes, worried that Shazhu would take revenge for the kids and bring her physical suffering.

Really unable to stay seated, she didn't bother with the snide remarks, and hurried back to the Jia Family.

I can't afford to provoke her, but I can hide.

That shows she's quite perceptive.

Shazhu shook his head, parked his bicycle, and locked it.

Carrying the things he'd bought for He Weiguo and the others, he went into his own home.

Before he could put the items on the table, the youngest little girl,

that is, He Xiaoli.

Like a little swallow, she flew toward Shazhu, and upon reaching him, she jumped up and landed in his arms.

Shazhu held the little girl in his arms, not minding whether his beard prickled, and pressed his beard-scraped face against his little daughter's tender cheeks.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch, Dad, your beard is hurting Niuniu's face."

Her nickname is Niuniu.

Just like countless parents,

they dote on the youngest.

The items in his hands were taken by He Weiguo and placed on the table.

With both hands, Shazhu held his little daughter and began to playfully roughhouse with her.

The little girl was scheming something.

Shazhu knew it well.

It was impossible for He Weiguo and the others to fight Jia Zhangshi; the children had struck an elder.

Regardless of who was right or wrong,

at the very least, the reputation for hitting someone is not good.

The education of the several children has always been Yu Li's responsibility; especially when it comes to fighting, even if they are in the right, Yu Li must give them a proper lesson.

In this matter of education, the neighbors in the courtyard all trust Yu Li.

Whether big or small, whenever it involves the children, Yu Li must give them a good lecture.

Unlike the Jia Family, where Bangeng stole Xu Daming's old hen, Jia Zhangshi would praise him, saying the hen was stolen well, and let Bangeng continue.

Yu Li's education of the children counts as a major affair in the Siheyuan, and it is also a bitter time for the several kids.

To avoid being scolded, the little girl and Shazhu schemed, hoping that when Yu Li reprimanded them, Shazhu could speak a word on their behalf.

But they didn't realize that Shazhu himself was now struggling to protect himself.

After all, in the household, Yu Li has always been the one who calls the shots.

Putting it jokingly, the five kids plus Shazhu, six people of the same surname together, are no match for Yu Li.

The children's hope is that Shazhu will step in to help them.

They can only give up.

They lack the ability and dare not step forward.

Sensible Shazhu put the little girl down on the ground, seeing that Weiguo and the others were standing honestly to the side.

Out of the corner of his eye.

An unconscious glance.

As expected.

It's really a tigress entering the house.

Yu Li entered the house.

"Huh." He coughed once, then said to Weiguo and the others: "Eldest, Second, I realized I really underestimated you; you actually learned to fight, fighting peers is not a good habit, you're fighting with Grandma Bangeng across the way—aren't you ashamed?"

His tone shifted.

His tone grew earnest and heartfelt.

"You've lived in this compound for so many years—don't you know what kind of people the Jia family are, what their family values are, what their nature is? The neighbors in our compound, who have been neighbors with them for decades, see them and it's like seeing a pile of dog shit on the ground; they all detour around. Yet you insist on going up to them and causing a stir. If word gets out, people will say we, the He family, have no upbringing, that teenagers are fighting with women in their sixties. I won't say anything else—just be careful from now on."

He pointed his finger at the things on the table.

"These are what I bought for you today when I went out with your mother. Take these things, go back to your own rooms—do your homework if you have homework, read if you have reading."

The several children grabbed the things and were about to leave.

As they passed by Shazhu's body,

they also gave Shazhu a deliberate look.

Not a bad idea.

They thought this would let them get away with it.

Actually, it wasn't so.

Family matters.

"What Yu Li says goes; if she doesn't speak, but Shazhu does, then it doesn't count."

"Who told you to leave?"

"Dad told us to leave."

"If I don't speak, you guys try to leave?" Yu Li retorted mercilessly, her eyes like knives falling on the children: "Why are you fighting? Who told you to fight? You've grown up, now you're forming gangs to fight people?"

"Wife, it's definitely Jia Zhangshi who provoked our kids; you know what kind of kids they are—I've already lectured them, don't lecture them anymore, their homework isn't even done yet."

Shazhu put on a smile.

Weiguo and the several children were also used to it.

"Is that education?" Yu Li glared at Shazhu without good grace: "That's indulgence. I educate the children—you either don't speak or get out."

"Wife, I'm worried you'll be angered sick by those children." Seeing Yu Li's bad complexion, Shazhu hastily sought an excuse: "I'm going to the toilet."

As he was about to leave the door,

he made a gesture wishing them good luck toward Weiguo and the others.

Then he closed the room door.