Chapter 36: The story of Grand Uncle Yi, the doorman

"There's no good way for now," the Deaf Old Lady said after thinking for a while.

"For now?" Yi Zhonghai was stunned when he heard this.

"Right, for now. Shazhu is currently showing his sharp edge and is at his most arrogant, while your prestige is damaged, so it's time to avoid the sharp edge. And you should focus on recovering from your injuries first," the Deaf Old Lady said.

"Old Lady, such a big thing happened tonight, how can I be in the mood to recover from my injuries?" Yi Zhonghai said unhappily.

"Little Yi, listen to me, recover from your injuries first. Shazhu and the others won't be able to jump around for long. When you have recovered from your injuries, that will be the time to remove Shazhu and the others as Supervisors."

"You know Shazhu's foul temper; his mouth is very foul. It won't be long before he offends everyone in the Siheyuan."

"Xu Damao is a petty person who becomes arrogant when he succeeds. How arrogant he is now, he will fall just as hard later."

"You don't need to worry about Yan Jiecheng at all. Let alone having Yan Bugui suppressing him, even without Yan Bugui's suppression, just based on him being a little kid doing odd jobs, what kind of waves can he make?" the Deaf Old Lady said disdainfully.

Yi Zhonghai's eyes lit up instantly. Yi Zhonghai found that the Deaf Old Lady's words made a lot of sense. He didn't need to worry about Yan Jiecheng at all. Shazhu and Xu Damao were both young people who had suddenly climbed to high positions and would definitely be arrogant and domineering. He would then secretly add fuel to the fire and stir up conflicts.

When they had offended everyone in the Siheyuan, that would be the time for him to regain power.

With Yi Zhonghai's wisdom, he could have easily thought of all this, but tonight Yi Zhonghai's mind was in chaos and he couldn't calm down to think about problems. Now, Yi Zhonghai felt much better.

"Old Lady, then you rest first. Tomorrow I'll have my old woman buy a chicken and bring it here, and we'll stew it together," Yi Zhonghai said.

"Good! Bring it here, Jia Zhangshi won't dare to come and ask for it," the Deaf Old Lady said with a smile.

"Alright, Old Lady, then you rest, and I'll go back and rest too." After Yi Zhonghai finished speaking, he had Yi Dama help him back.

After Yi Zhonghai left, the Deaf Old Lady's smiling face sank instantly.

"Hmph, well done, Yi Zhonghai, you actually played tricks on me!" the Deaf Old Lady snorted coldly with disdain.

Yi Zhonghai said he would buy a chicken for the Deaf Old Lady, as if it were a great favor, but in reality, it was what Yi Zhonghai should do.

Director Wang had already clarified the Deaf Old Lady's living standards.

Yi Zhonghai had tricked Director Wang miserably and angered her. To clean up Yi Zhonghai, Director Wang had completely followed the suggestions put forward by He Yuzhu.

Yi Zhonghai had adopted the Deaf Old Lady as his foster mother, so the Deaf Old Lady would be supported by Yi Zhonghai: three eggs a day, a chicken every three days, and white flour steamed buns for every meal.

The cost required to reach this living standard was extremely difficult for others, but for Yi Zhonghai, it was an easy thing.

The Deaf Old Lady decided to visit He Yuzhu tomorrow. One was to find out information, and the second was to let He Yuzhu supervise Yi Zhonghai. Don't think that buying a chicken is the end of it; there are still three eggs a day and white flour steamed buns for every meal.

Yi Zhonghai returned to the middle courtyard from the back courtyard. Before entering the house, he glared fiercely at He Yuzhu's room, then turned and went home. Not long after, Yi Zhonghai's snoring began.

When the night was deep and quiet, and everyone in the Siheyuan was asleep, He Yuzhu suddenly opened his eyes.

Without a watch, he couldn't determine the time and could only rely on his feelings to confirm it.

"Looks like I have to find a way to get a watch." After He Yuzhu got up, he put on a black suit, then put on a hat, and then covered his face with a piece of clothing, revealing only two eyes.

After tidying up, He Yuzhu quietly left the room and came to the wall. With a light run and a jump, his hands easily climbed onto the wall, and then with a push of his hands, his whole body was on the wall, and then he jumped down lightly.

After He Yuzhu jumped off the wall, he immediately got up and ran, running towards the location of the paper mill.

He Yuzhu's speed was extremely fast, his whole body turned into a gust of wind. At this moment, the souls of Bolt, Lewis, and Lyles possessed him; he was not alone!

He was not alone!

The paper mill, which would have taken nearly an hour to reach by bike, was reached by He Yuzhu in less than ten minutes. Subsequently, He Yuzhu adjusted his mindset and sneaked into the paper mill silently.

A moment later, He Yuzhu left. Just as He Yuzhu came lightly, waving his sleeves, he didn't take away a single cloud, but he took away a pile of paper.

These papers were large sheets, which had already been collected by He Yuzhu into his consciousness space. Under the action of mental power, these papers became standard large sixteen-open papers. Subsequently, He Yuzhu ran to a university. After sneaking in, it didn't take long for him to find an old-fashioned manual ink printing machine, the kind where you apply ink on the roller, push and pull, and then print a sheet of paper, then take away the printed paper, apply ink again, and print the second sheet.

If he really used his hands, it would definitely be very slow, but He Yuzhu had a cheat.

He Yuzhu directly collected the manual ink printing machine into his consciousness space and manipulated it with mental power. The speed was naturally very fast, and its speed was no slower than the printing machines of the future.

What He Yuzhu wanted to print were classic literary works such as "Grand Uncle Yi the Doorman," "Young Ah Hai," "Zhonghai is not a thing in a pond," and "Old Dong of the Boiler Room." The protagonist was naturally Yi Zhonghai, and the supporting characters were Jia Zhangshi, the Deaf Old Lady, Er Dama, San Dama, Qin Huairu, etc.

The title was "The Story of Yi Zhonghai, First Grand Uncle of the 95th Siheyuan, Nanluoguxiang, Jiaodaokou Street, Sijiucheng." It had to be precise and accurate to the person.

Subsequently, He Yuzhu collected the stapler and staples into his consciousness space. Not long after, small booklets, simply bound and smelling of ink, were freshly released.

"Hahahaha! Yi Zhonghai, this time let's see how you die!" He Yuzhu couldn't help but laugh up to the sky.

He Yuzhu put everything back in its original place and left silently.

On the way out, He Yuzhu put on gloves and took out the booklets from his consciousness space, throwing them randomly everywhere.

To prevent being investigated, He Yuzhu specifically took a detour and sprinkled them all over the streets adjacent to Jiaodaokou Street, such as Beixinqiao Street and Gulou Street.

Especially in the hutongs within Jiaodaokou Street, almost every Siheyuan was sprinkled with four or five copies by He Yuzhu.

After doing all this, He Yuzhu returned to the previous hutong, erased his traces, climbed over the wall, and returned home silently.

The rest was left to time. He believed that it wouldn't be long, at most a day, at least half a day, before the names of Yi Zhonghai and the others would be famous throughout the East City.

"Hahahaha!" He Yuzhu couldn't help but laugh wildly in a low voice again.

He Yuzhu had already imagined the situation of Yi Zhonghai and the others vomiting three liters of blood.

He Yuzhu suddenly found that he couldn't sleep because he was too excited.

Couldn't sleep, absolutely couldn't sleep.

Since he couldn't sleep, He Yuzhu planned to tidy up his dog kennel properly, but as soon as he started, He Yuzhu found that this was a huge project.

"Forget it, let San Dama tidy it up." He Yuzhu picked and chose from a pile of clothes for a long time before picking out a piece of clothing that he could barely wear.

He Yuzhu looked at his bedding again. The quilt was oily, and it was shining with oil. He Yuzhu frowned and decided to buy a new quilt tomorrow.

Subsequently, He Yuzhu dug out an iron box from under the bed. In the iron box were the family assets that He Yuzhu had saved over the years.

The current He Yuzhu was not like he would be in the future, borrowed clean by Qin Huairu; he still had quite a bit of money and coupons in his hands.

He Yuzhu counted carefully, and it was only over three hundred yuan.

"Damn, only this little money, and it was still tricked quite a bit by Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu! He Yushui is about to enter high school, I have to buy her a bicycle, the money is not enough, and the coupons are not enough. I still have to find a way to get some money from Yi Zhonghai," He Yuzhu said through gritted teeth.

As for the money remitted by He Daqing, He Yuzhu said he was not in a hurry, clearing it bit by bit until Yi Zhonghai was squeezed dry.

He Yuzhu collected the money, coupons, and other valuables into his consciousness space, then lay on the bed and squinted. In a daze, He Yuzhu slowly fell asleep. After He Yuzhu opened his eyes, the sky was already bright.

After He Yuzhu got up and opened the door, he saw Jia Zhangshi sitting at her door eating with a face full of flesh and a ferocious expression, as if she were still the landlady of the house.

He Yuzhu looked at Qin Huairu unexpectedly and found that Qin Huairu was still looking dejected, keeping vigil for Jia Dongxu.

He Yuzhu originally thought he had made himself clear enough. Even if Qin Huairu didn't chase Jia Zhangshi back to her hometown for the sake of her own filial persona, she shouldn't have given Jia Zhangshi a good face.

How could she still be cooking for Jia Zhangshi?

Was Qin Huairu compromising or pretending?

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 37 =====