Chapter 624: He Yushui, you take care of Yi Zhonghai's elderly care

He Yushui's words about caring for the elderly and arranging funerals, those four characters, were like a heavy hammer striking hard at Yi Zhonghai's crown.

Instantly breaking through Yi Zhonghai's defenses.

Causing Yi Zhonghai to feel a rabbit-dead-dog-cooked anxiety.

His heart turned icy cold.

A great misfortune struck his head.

His lifelong plan for elderly care, at Yi Zhonghai's ninety years old, with only a few days left to live, encountered the greatest accident.

The elderly care person, Shazhu, died.

A fact Yi Zhonghai could not ignore was placed before him.

Who will care for him in his old age and arrange his funeral?

Recently, he still wanted Shazhu to scold her with a fire basin, but didn't expect Shazhu to die before Yi Zhonghai, possibly meaning Yi Zhonghai would have to scold Shazhu with a fire basin instead.

Damn it.

Became Shazhu's son.

If what those people just said is true.

Shazhu's death is greatly related to the Jia family.

What Yi Zhonghai now cannot understand is how Shazhu died, and was driven out by the Jia family to freeze and starve to death under the overpass.

The Jia family.

Yi Zhonghai thought of it and became gleeful.

If the Jia family were good people, then there would probably be no bad people in this world.

Shazhu could wholeheartedly let the Jia family help care for the elderly, but Yi Zhonghai would not, and moreover, there is a living example before him—only a fool would follow Shazhu's footsteps.

He pursed his lips.

Suddenly lost the courage to face He Yushui.

Those things were all done by him, Yi Zhonghai, behind the scenes.

"Ah."

A helpless sigh flew out from his mouth.

A trace of a bitter smile appeared on Yi Zhonghai's face.

"What do you want to say?"

This is the only thing Yi Zhonghai could think of to say.

Besides these.

I truly cannot understand it, nor do I know what to say to He Yushui; I cannot just say that the elderly care person Shazhu died, you He Yushui, as Shazhu's sister, should care for my elderly and arrange my funeral, and scold me with a fire basin.

He Yushui is not Shazhu.

She definitely will not agree.

People would rather see Yi Zhonghai's joke.

This is a fact!

It does not allow Yi Zhonghai to pretend.

"Don't think of anything else; kindly tell you the good news of Shazhu's death, see if you are sad or not, look at your appearance, you don't seem very sad either, after all, you have been involved with Qin Huairu for so many years, Shazhu wholeheartedly raised your son Bangeng and your daughter Xiao Dang and Huaihua, got them wives and found them families-in-law, you got your wish, didn't you?"

"What nonsense are you talking? When did I ever get involved with Qin Huairu? If Bangeng, Xiao Dang, and Huaihua were my children, I would still not need to scheme for Shazhu to care for me in old age."

"People leave, tea grows cold; Shazhu just died, and your address for him changed to Shazhu."

"You call him Shazhu over and over, but he is your brother, you are his sister."

"My brother? My brother died long ago, from the moment you arranged him to support the widow, I, He Yushui, lost my brother and became a lonely widow, you may not know, I married myself off, this heartache, have you experienced it? Look at you, you probably haven't!"

"Do you hate Shazhu?"

"I hate you, you are really a bastard, your monthly salary is over ninety, almost one hundred yuan, Jia Dongxu is your apprentice, Qin Huairu is his wife, also your apprentice's wife, Qin Huairu becoming a widow, by reason and emotion, should be cared for by you, Yi Zhonghai, why do you insist on arranging an unmarried young man to support Qin Huairu? Can you explain why you did this?"

Yi Zhonghai was speechless.

Did not know what to say.

Now he, himself, is hard to protect!

Shazhu died, who will care for him in old age and arrange his funeral?

With no hope from the Jia family, the ninety-year-old Yi Zhonghai no longer has time and energy to find a new person for elderly care.

Looking at He Yushui before him, Yi Zhonghai suddenly had a strange idea he himself dared not believe.

If he apologized to He Yushui and then took the chance to ask her to help with elderly care, He Yushui might agree, or might refuse.

Whether there are dates or not, strike a few times.

If He Yushui agreed, then...

He licked his dry, cracked lips with his tongue, and said to He Yushui the naive words of wishing good things.

"Yushui, I know you hate me, hate me for having done some things in the past that were sorry to your He family, your brother walked ahead of me, I feel very painful in my heart, speaking of which, the dead are dead, the living must still live, we should not linger too much on one matter, people should look forward. This old grandpa here apologizes to you, is because this old grandpa did not expect the Jia family to be so lacking in virtue, your brother gave his all as an ox and horse for the Jia family, how could they treat your brother like this, rest assured, this old grandpa still has some face before the Jia family, I will certainly give Shazhu a satisfactory explanation."

"Explanation?"

He Yushui's face showed a trace of mockery, she looked down on Yi Zhonghai, she should know why Yi Zhonghai said this.

No wonder he is the Moral Heavenly Venerable of the Siheyuan.

For elderly care.

Anything can be done.

Anything can be said.

Is this treating himself as a three-year-old child, or treating He Yushui as the fooled Shazhu?

Speaking of which.

It's really funny.

Shazhu is dead, and Yi Zhonghai wants to seek justice for Shazhu.

He Yushui just wants to know what kind of justice Yi Zhonghai can seek for Shazhu.

"How do you plan to make the Jia family act? Let me hear it first."

"Still the same saying: the living live, the dead are dead. After all, the Jia family has received so much support from your brother over the years. Now that your brother is dead, I will have Bangeng kick over a basin for your brother, have him wear mourning clothes for your brother, and send off your brother in grand style."

No intention to deceive He Yushui.

The answer Yi Zhonghai gave is also what he most wants.

Kick over the fire basin.

Wear mourning clothes.

Send off in grand style.

But he didn't expect that, hearing this answer in He Yushui's ears, it would be nothing short of a huge mockery.

She clearly remembers that when Louxiaoe brought He Hui back to find Shazhu, Yi Zhonghai's attitude on this matter was: on one hand, saying that her biological son He Hui is not as good as the Jia family's Bangeng; on the other hand, saying that the Jia family widow Qin Huairu is better than Louxiaoe; constantly saying he envies Shazhu, saying that even if Shazhu doesn't associate with his biological son or have any contact with Louxiaoe until death, he still doesn't need to worry about his future support, directly stating that the Jia family's Bangeng, the Jia family's Xiao Dang, the Jia family's Huaihua, the Jia family's Qin Huairu, and the Jia family's Jia Zhangshi will support Shazhu in his old age.

Those past remarks now are like a loud slap, fiercely striking Yi Zhonghai's cheek.

Shazhu died, and was even driven out of the house by Yi Zhonghai's words praising the good woman Qin Huairu, the good son Bangeng, the good daughter Xiao Dang, and Huaihua, to die miserably.

Really, a damn living joke.

A long sigh.

Flew out from He Yushui's mouth.

His eyes were full of teasing, sizing up Yi Zhonghai from head to toe.

Yi Zhonghai felt creepy being looked at; he's not stupid, and from the expression on Yushui's face and the tone of the sigh, he knew He Yushui was dissatisfied with his answer, or his reasons simply failed to convince He Yushui.

If he couldn't move He Yushui, then He Yushui would be full of resentment toward him in his heart, and supporting him with resentment might lead to any way of dealing with Yi Zhonghai.

Such support is not the kind Yi Zhonghai wants; he wants Shazhu to treat him as a biological father in his old age.

Considering Shazhu's death.

Yi Zhonghai started speaking softly again.

"Yushui, don't you believe I can have Bangeng kick over a fire basin for your brother?"

"People are dead, is it useful? If it weren't for you stirring things up, my brother wouldn't have ended up like this, dead and gone! You think having Bangeng kick over a fire basin for my brother can make up for his years of suffering? You know you have no children, you know you long for support in old age, but you can't be this heartless! My sister-in-law brought my nephew back to find my brother, and you won't even let their family reunite—you deserve to have no one see you off in death."

"Yushui, what are you saying? Even the eldest uncle acknowledges that things have come to this point, and it's not the result I wanted to see. Your brother is dead, the Jia family can't be relied upon, the eldest uncle's support is gone. The eldest uncle's meaning is: the eldest uncle apologizes to you. How about you support the eldest uncle and see him off in death?"

He Yushui seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world.

Staring with an undoubting gaze.

Looking at Yi Zhonghai like looking at a monkey.

Lightly saying sorry, just three simple words, not even having the strength to spit, just wanting to brush the whole matter aside.

What good thing could there be!

It's Yi Zhonghai who's stupid.

Or is it He Yushui who's stupid?

Seeing He Yushui's smiling face, Yi Zhonghai, unable to fathom He Yushui's thoughts for a moment, could only persist in working on He Yushui's mindset like a dead horse treated as alive.

Particularly confident.

Originally, Shazhu fell into Yi Zhonghai's calculations just like this.

The so-called calculations.

Nothing but interests moving hearts.

Yi Zhonghai expounded the interests of He Yushui supporting him in old age.

"I am ninety years old this year. As the old saying goes, people say ninety is rare, King Yama doesn't call himself, I don't have many years left, possibly just this year. In the Yagangchang factory, there is a pension. You take the pension; usually it's just to give me food to eat and water to drink. When I die, you will have me wear mourning clothes, kick over a fire basin, not let me die without descendants. I leave behind all my property, which will all be yours, He Yushui. At most, it will make you work hard for one or two years—truly a hundredfold profit."

"Money?" He Yushui said: "Do you think I value your money? Do you think I lack money to spend?"

"Yushui, the eldest uncle really has no other ideas, can't think of another way. If really necessary, the eldest uncle will kneel down to you."

"Trying to trick me? I remember you originally tricked Shazhu like this, saying you were helping widows, that it was neighbors helping each other, and you stubbornly made Shazhu bear the reputation of being unclear with widows, the principle that widows' gates are full of right and wrong—you surely know this, you, you deserve to have no descendants."

"Yushui."

"I know, it's just about support in old age. I can agree to you, or I can have Weiguo kick over a basin for you, but you must agree to one thing for me."

"What thing?"

"The reason my brother died miserably was because of the widow. He gave all the properties of the Siheyuan to the Jia family in one go, so the Jia family could recklessly drive Shazhu out. As long as you take back these properties, I will support you and see you off in death."

On Yi Zhonghai's face.

Arose endless bitterness.

Beggars have no overnight grain.

The Jia family, who eat people without spitting bones, are all beasts. Shazhu was driven out miserably by the Jia family due to property, and the Jia family naturally knows the importance of these properties.

They will definitely not easily give up the houses.

He Yushui's proposal to take back the houses.

Pure nonsense.

"Look at your expression, and I know you can't do it. I came to find you today to kindly tell you how Shazhu died. Listen clearly, I'll say it once."

Yi Zhonghai perked up his ears.

He also wanted to know the result.

How did Shazhu die?

"After Shazhu sent you to the hospital, possibly because he carried you all the way back, shortly after returning to the Siheyuan, he fell ill. The Jia family didn't take it seriously, let Shazhu drink a little cold medicine, said sleep one day and it would be fine. He slept until the next day, Shazhu found his body couldn't move, his hands and feet seemed not his own. The Jia family sent him to the hospital, after the doctor's examination, said Shazhu had hemiplegia."

Yi Zhonghai's face.

It's green.

Paralyzed on one side.

No wonder Shazhu was driven out of the Jia family's home and died miserably.

Long illness before the bed, no filial son.

Bangeng, Xiao Dang, and Huaihua are not Shazhu's biological sons; facing Shazhu's predicament of eating, drinking, defecating, urinating, and sleeping all needing to be resolved in bed, their feelings can be imagined.

In such a vast Capital City, there is only one Shazhu.

What he is currently considering.

Obviously not whether Shazhu is dead or alive; He Yushui said Shazhu is dead, so Shazhu is dead; Yi Zhonghai needs to consider his own new retirement.

Not preparing to let the Jia family support him in old age.

Looking at He Yushui in front of him.

Yi Zhonghai has a sentence he dare not say aloud.

After sending Yi Zhonghai to the hospital and paying the hospitalization fees, Shazhu returned to the Siheyuan and fell ill; after taking the medicine given by the Jia family, he ended up with the condition of being paralyzed on one side, unable to attend to his own bowel and bladder movements.

Medicine!

This is the key.

Originally, Pan Jinlian, in order to stay with Ximen Qing long-term, following Wang Po's suggestion, began to plot poisoning Wu Dalang; she then married into the Ximen family as Wu Dalang's widow.

What kind of person is Qin Huairu?

Yi Zhonghai knows.

He also knows that Jia Zhangshi is not a good person.

He also knows that Bangeng, Xiao Dang, and Huaihua were born with the Jia family's hereditary genes.

Therefore, it is highly possible that a certain situation exists.

That is, Qin Huairu may have done what Pan Jinlian did: Pan Jinlian gave Wu Dalang medicine and poisoned him to death; Qin Huairu may have given Shazhu medicine, but fearing exposure, she did not directly poison Shazhu to death; instead, she dazed Shazhu, covered him with a thick blanket at night while sleeping, raised the indoor temperature, and when Shazhu was drenched in sweat, she suddenly lowered the indoor temperature, opened the windows and doors, and removed the thick blanket from Shazhu's body, exposing the drenched Shazhu to the outside in a very short time.

When sweating, the body's pores open to the maximum extent; at this time, it is also the period when people are most susceptible to catching a cold.

Shazhu's death may have been premeditated.

It may have been death under the premeditation of Qin Huairu and the Jia family.

A chilling feeling came upon Yi Zhonghai.

What to do?

How to do it?

Yi Zhonghai no longer had the thought of facing He Yushui; his mind was full of illusions.

Upon further thought.

This matter might not be unusable by him.

The fact that Shazhu was driven out of the Jia family's home and died miserably will definitely cause the Jia family to lose face socially.