Chapter 642: then translation of title

Qin Huairu once used this tempting widow's charm to bewilder Shazhu until he was dazed and confused, to the point that even his own sister could be ignored; as a widow's daughter-in-law, Xiao Dang and Huaihua could also make Hexiao lose himself completely.

If one cannot bewilder Hexiao, they are not worthy to be Qin Huairu's daughter-in-law.

Qin Huairu had strong confidence, believing that Hexiao could not escape the grasp of Xiao Dang and Huaihua.

Shazhu's son!

People of the old He family!

This is Qin Huairu's greatest reliance.

He Daqing once, for the sake of a widow, could abandon sixteen-year-old Shazhu and six-year-old Yushui, heedlessly going to Baocheng to help the white widow pull a rickshaw. He Yuzhu, for the sake of a widow, could ignore his own sister Yushui, let her fend for herself, even drag her back, making Yushui almost unable to marry. Hexiao, as He Daqing's grandson and He Yuzhu's son, naturally surpasses the blue from the indigo, and is even more able to carry forward the He family men's fondness for widows.

There is no widow.

One can create a widow.

Furthermore.

The so-called widow is actually that mature woman's aura; combined with a woman's beautiful appearance, it can be called a poison that takes men's lives.

This advantage.

Xiao Dang has it, Huaihua has it.

Once the two sides meet.

It truly is a rhythm of sparks accompanied by lightning.

Cannot be stopped.

As long as this aspect is expanded, Lou Xiaoe's business will also become the Jia family's business.

The Jia family members, bathed in endless glory, have a faint look of satisfaction on their faces.

Jia Zhangshi performed the most outstandingly.

Until Bangeng's voice asking 'Where are Lou Xiaoe and Hexiao?' rang in their ears, the Jia family's beastly gang, led by Jia Zhangshi, only then focused their gazes on Qin Huairu.

Just now Qin Huairu said that sentence, and they firmly kept it in their hearts.

He Yushui followed Lou Xiaoe and earned several million.

Several million!

The Jia family schemed their whole lives, even scheming Shazhu to death, yet they never managed to scheme out this much money.

Nobody will go against money.

He Yushui could earn several million by riding on Lou Xiaoe's coattails; the Jia family members could likewise earn several million through Lou Xiaoe. According to the old rules, Lou Xiaoe is the principal wife, Qin Huairu the secondary wife—both have that connection through Shazhu, making them much closer than He Yushui.

Lou Xiaoe instantly became the wealth-bringing bodhisattva in the eyes of the Jia family.

According to Jia Zhangshi and others' speculation, since Qin Huairu sought He Yushui to discuss Shazhu's funeral arrangements, she naturally also talked about who knocked over Shazhu's brazier.

Since ancient times, it has always been the biological son who knocks over the brazier; if there is no biological son, then an adopted son or disciple does so; there has never been a precedent where the biological son does not knock it over and lets an adopted son do it.

Bangeng's biological father is Jia Dongxu.

Not Shazhu.

There is no reason for Hexiao to break Shazhu's brazier on his behalf.

Hexiao is very important, to the extent that whether the Jia family can scheme to take Lou Xiaoe's business depends on him.

Feeling everyone's gazes, Qin Huairu felt bitter inside; she had seen He Yushui, but she did not manage to ask for Lou Xiaoe and Hexiao's exact whereabouts.

She unconsciously furrowed her brows.

As Qin Huairu's mother-in-law, Jia Zhangshi knew Qin Huairu's character well; seeing Qin Huairu's expression, her heart gave a sudden jolt, the ache of losing several million surged up, and she complained irritably.

"Huairu, what can I say about you? You can't even handle such a small matter—this is several million, not just a few dozen bucks. Ay, my heart, oh so cold, oh so cold."

Her body jerked backward.

While continuously gasping 'ay' from her mouth.

Her hand also kept rubbing her chest.

Xiao Dang's face changed.

Huaihua's face looked very bad.

Bangeng also had the look of someone whose parents had just died.

With these several million, there is nothing they cannot do.

Seeing the disdain and resentment on her mother-in-law's, son's, and daughter's faces, Qin Huairu's heart also grew uncomfortable; she suddenly thought of Shazhu, whom she had schemed to death.

She asked herself inwardly.

A person who completely does not understand gratitude.

Could it truly bring Qin Huairu happiness in her old age?

A big question mark appeared in Qin Huairu's mind.

She suddenly felt that Shazhu's tragic death was very likely an omen of Qin Huairu's future.

Her gaze swept over each of them, finally landing on Jia Zhangshi; since the matter was stirred up by Jia Zhangshi, naturally she should seek Jia Zhangshi.

"Yes, yes, yes, I, Qin Huairu, have delayed your Jia family's grand money-making plan; whoever is capable, go find He Yushui to get Lou Xiaoe's contact information—don't look for me, Qin Huairu, I don't have that much ability."

Qin Huairu twisted her big buttocks.

She stormed out of the room angrily.

She did not want to deal with those heartless scoundrels of the Jia family.

After pausing briefly in the courtyard, she was instantly filled with a sense of loss.

She had thought that Bangeng and the others would come out to persuade her to return, but unexpectedly, Bangeng and the others treated Qin Huairu as if she were nonexistent air.

People die for wealth, birds die for food.

The four of them, Bangeng included, stared at each other but did not go after her; under the temptation of several million, they could not even bother to attend to their own mother, Qin Huairu.

Using Jia Zhangshi's own words to describe it: our Jia family now has these several million—what if we gave you a new mother?

He suffered from having no way to contact Lou Xiaoe, and also couldn't find Hexiao.

Jia Zhangshi started scolding He Yushui, using extremely angry language to greet He Yushui's eight generations of ancestors, directly saying He Yushui was an ungrateful white-eyed wolf; on the day He Daqing ran away, Jia Zhangshi still gave He Yushui half a corn bun, although afterwards she took the opportunity to extort several hospitality dishes from Shazhu, but she always remembered the glorious incident of her giving He Yushui half a corn bun.

Now I ask you, He Yushui, how do you contact Lou Xiaoe? How do you contact Hexiao? You, He Yushui, have made arrangements for the Jia Family—this is typical beastly conduct.

In the midst of Jia Zhangshi's scolding.

Huaihua, who had been frowning with worry, suddenly came up with an idea.

Place an ad.

They published the news of Shazhu's death in the newspaper, worried that directly mentioning Lou Xiaoe's name and Hexiao being Shazhu's son would cause Lou Xiaoe and Hexiao to bear a grudge against the Jia Family, so they adopted an anonymous approach, saying Shazhu had died, when the funeral would be announced, hoping Shazhu's son and former wife would return quickly, and finally summed it up with the four words 'the deceased comes first'.

Jia Zhangshi kept praising Huaihua's intelligence, and in the process of praising, she also mocked Xiao Dang a few times, saying Xiao Dang was also a daughter of the Jia Family, but not as clever as Huaihua.

Xiao Dang gave a hollow laugh and said nothing.

Bangeng then took Huaihua's hand and hurried to the newspaper office to handle the matter of placing an ad to find Lou Xiaoe and Hexiao.

Money is important.

For those several million, even up to tens of millions, they invested in property.

They had to give it their all.

They spared no expense, publishing the related reports in large format in the Capital City Morning Post, Capital City Evening Post, Capital City Business News, and other regional newspapers.

This also left Yi Zhonghai, who was bitterly waiting for news from the Jia Family at Liu Haizhong's home, momentarily caught off guard.

Seeing the report about Shazhu's aftermath that Liu Haizhong had specially fetched for him to read, Yi Zhonghai almost couldn't catch his breath and nearly fainted.

The Jia Family completely disregarded his threats.

Otherwise, how would one explain the funeral notice in the newspaper in his hand?

Using the excuse of going to the toilet, Yi Zhonghai found Qin Huairu and threw a few threats at her, asking how the Jia Family was considering things, when they would give him his house, and if they didn't give him his house, he would spread the word that he had caused Shazhu's death and blamed the Jia Family, turning Qin Huairu into a Pan Jinlian, bearing a bad reputation for life.

Qin Huairu glared at Yi Zhonghai and replied with a self-serving remark, saying she had a clear conscience regarding Shazhu, and his death had nothing to do with the Jia Family, not even a penny's worth.

Yi Zhonghai failed to find an answer from Qin Huairu, and then went to Bangeng, Xiao Dang, Huaihua, and Jia Zhangshi, repeating the demands he had made to Qin Huairu.

Bangeng, Xiao Dang, and Huaihua swept aside their previous fear of Yi Zhonghai, speaking firmly and letting Yi Zhonghai say whatever he wanted, saying Yi Zhonghai should not even think of pinning the blame for things the Jia Family didn't do onto the Jia Family, and declaring that if Yi Zhonghai tried to extort money from the Jia Family through Shazhu's aftermath, it was a no-go—two words: no way.

Furthermore, they had Yi Zhonghai go eat free meals.

Jia Zhangshi said to Yi Zhonghai in one sentence: 'No money, no life—don't think that just because Shazhu died you can scheme against our Jia Family.'

With five people and three different opinions, Yi Zhonghai finally had no recourse, he threw at Jia Zhangshi and the others the harsh words 'We'll see,' then stormed out of the Siheyuan, and shortly afterward disappeared from sight.

Yi Zhonghai arrived at Yushui's home after a winding route.

He prepared to carry out the plan of borrowing a knife to kill, using He Yushui as the knife to viciously wipe out the Jia Family.

In Yi Zhonghai's mind, He Yushui bore a grudge against him, but also against the Jia Family; it was Qin Huairu who ruined everything of He Yushui, including her marriage, and if He Yushui hadn't been shrewd, shamelessly doing work for her in-laws, her marriage to Liu Jianguo would have already broken down.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend.

Yi Zhonghai was confident that He Yushui would follow his instructions to deal with the Jia Family, helping him vent his repressed resentment.

Underestimate me, Yi Zhonghai, and I'll have you die.

He didn't expect to receive the same treatment as Qin Huairu; He Yushui had no intention of letting Yi Zhonghai enter the house, and she looked at him through the iron gate.

Seeing that He Yushui had no intention of opening the door for him, Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but frown.

I don't know if it's because he used to dominate the Siheyuan, but when facing He Yushui, Yi Zhonghai felt a natural sense of superiority, couldn't help but straighten his waist, and brought up his former title as Head Steward of the Siheyuan.

"Yushui, I am the Head Steward."

"My father doesn't seem to have an older brother, so what kind of Head Steward are you?"

"Yushui, I am the Head Steward of the Siheyuan."

"Head Steward of the Siheyuan, what great authority—I'm terrified!"

"That said."

Yet on her face there was not a trace of fear; instead, there was a faint hint of mockery and disdain.

This disdain broke through Yi Zhonghai's defenses; thinking that he still needed to use He Yushui as a knife to take revenge on the Jia Family, he forced himself to calm down, knowing that hesitation would ruin big plans, and his kind face became full of the false pretense of considering He Yushui's interests.

Yushui, the Head Steward knows you resent him; for those past matters, the Head Steward bears responsibility, for failing to see through the Jia Family's hidden schemes, all mistakes are his own, which caused you some hardship, but as the saying goes, failure is the mother of success; enduring hardship is also good, equivalent to growth.

Yi Zhonghai, if you came today just to say these things, you could have gone back; I remember telling you a few days ago in the hospital that I'm not interested in you, and if you die, it's fine whether you end up in a pauper's grave or the wilderness—anyway, it has nothing to do with me, He Yushui, financially.

Yushui, you don't even look out for yourself—don't you care about your husband's reputation?

Yi Zhonghai suddenly changed tactics.

He adopted threatening tactics, using Liu Jianguo's reputation to pressure He Yushui.

"Are you going to spill those past matters?" He Yushui became excited, "Perfect—let the neighbors hear, hear how you, Yi Zhonghai, are so and so lacking in virtue, how you helped the widow Qin Huairu scheme against Shazhu; come on, speak up, I'll go inside right now to find you a loudspeaker, and I'll satisfy your wish no matter what—I, He Yushui, truly don't believe there's anyone in this world who hasn't seen through your pretense, Yi Zhonghai; whatever you say is what goes."

Seeing that his threats had no effect at all,

He Yushui didn't take it to heart at all.

Yi Zhonghai let out a long sigh.

Once again he changed tactics.

Yushui, I'm not here to argue with you; I have something to tell you.

Speak.

"Here?" Yi Zhonghai glanced left and right, looking embarrassed, "It's not convenient here, too many people and too much chatter; I want to talk with you privately—it's about your older brother's death."

He thought that by saying that,

he brought up Shazhu again.

This was tantamount to touching He Yushui's sore spot, so he had to be invited in to sit down, chat, and discuss some secrets He Yushui didn't know.

How could the strong-as-an-ox Shazhu fall ill, how after falling ill did he become paralyzed and need to take care of eating, drinking, and bodily functions in bed, and how could a paralyzed person end up under the Chengnan Overpass far from the Siheyuan?

Yi Zhonghai believed He Yushui very much wanted to know these secrets, and he could use them to pressure He Yushui into agreeing to support him in his old age and see him through to the end.

The person meant to support the elderly, Shazhu, died.

As Shazhu's sister, He Yushui had to take over the great undertaking of Shazhu providing for his elderly care, and diligently provide for Yi Zhonghai's elderly care and see him through to the end.

Yi Zhonghai was confident that He Yushui providing for his elderly care would be no worse than Shazhu providing for his elderly care.

An unnatural smile flickered on his face, as if he had everything under control.

Who would have thought?

He Yushui simply would not buy into Yi Zhonghai's scheme; looking at the confident Yi Zhonghai with a smile playing on his face, He Yushui had no idea who gave him the courage—just a few days earlier, I had been in the hospital and clearly explained everything to Yi Zhonghai, frankly saying I just wanted to see his misfortune and also saying that Shazhu's ending up like this was entirely his own fault.

Unexpectedly.

Yi Zhonghai still came over, thick-skinned.

He shook his head.

"Yushui, what do you mean?"

Yi Zhonghai was truly startled; even if he brought up the secret of Shazhu's death, He Yushui remained unmoved.