Chapter 70: Zhao Gangzi is Slandered

"Zhao Gangzi, you actually dare to insult my godfather! I, He Yuzhu, will fight you to the death!"

Seeing Zhao Gangzi actually relieving himself on Yi Zhonghai, Shazhu hurriedly clutched his buttocks and stood up, intending to fight him to the death. Before Shazhu could take two steps, Yi Zhonghai over there woke up.

"Old Yi, you're finally awake!" First Aunt said happily.

"Have I reached heaven?"

"I didn't expect heaven and hell to look the same!"

Yi Zhonghai looked around; the three hungry ghosts that had been torturing him just moments ago had vanished, and what appeared before his eyes was First Aunt.

And Zhao Gangzi, who was currently fastening his trousers.

"Godfather, you didn't die! Then what on earth happened to you? You scared us to death!"

Shazhu said while clutching his buttocks.

Liu Haizhong, Yan Bugui, and others on the side were also listening, though they looked a bit disappointed. Liu Haizhong was fine, as he had already finished reciting the eulogy.

But Third Uncle had only just thought of his funeral couplet and hadn't had a chance to show it to everyone yet, never expecting Yi Zhonghai to wake up.

Forget it, it would come in handy next time Yi Zhonghai actually died.

"It's all Grandpa Yi's fault, you made me miss out on the funeral feast, sob sob sob..."

Bang Geng cried as he came up and pounded on Yi Zhonghai's chest with his little fists. Moreover, due to Jia Zhangshi's genetics, green light would shine from Bang Geng's eyes whenever night fell, almost scaring Yi Zhonghai into a collapse again.

The image of the ghost Bang Geng biting the Kun from just a moment ago resurfaced before his eyes. Yi Zhonghai gave a start, kicked Bang Geng flying with one foot, and even curled his whole body into a ball, panicking: "There's a ghost, there's a ghost!"

"Sob sob sob..."

Bang Geng had it even worse; he was kicked over onto the ground and began to wail loudly.

"Old Yi, what kind of madness are you spouting? What ghosts and spirits? Be careful or we'll kick you out of the Siheyuan," Liu Haizhong said with official airs, starting to lecture Yi Zhonghai again. At the same time, his gaze swept toward Shazhu; whenever this topic came up, Liu Haizhong would remember the time Shazhu dressed up as a ghost to scare him.

"Pillar, was it you scaring your godfather again?"

First Aunt kept a straight face, thinking it was Shazhu playing that trick again. Shazhu, however, looked completely innocent; he admitted to the previous incident, but with his buttocks in their current state, he had no energy left to stir up trouble.

"I think it's just Old Yi having done too many bad deeds, with a ghost in his heart! Alright, it's the middle of the night, don't loiter here, hurry home!"

Third Uncle Yan Bugui laughed it off and organized everyone to hurry back to their rooms to sleep. Being dragged out in the middle of the night like this, he still had to get up early for class tomorrow; if he was late, he might get his wages docked.

Hearing Third Uncle's words, everyone felt it made sense. First Aunt helped Yi Zhonghai up and, before leaving, kept thanking Zhao Gangzi, "Gangzi, this time it's all thanks to you for saving Old Yi; otherwise, I really wouldn't have known what to do."

"It's nothing, First Aunt. If there's anything you need me for, just speak up. I've been drinking a lot of water lately, feeling a bit inflamed, and what I'm peeing out is a bit yellow..."

Watching the dialogue between these two, Yi Zhonghai was completely bewildered. What was this supposed to mean? Did it mean he was saved by his arch-enemy Zhao Gangzi?

Seeing the question marks all over Yi Zhonghai's face, Liu Haizhong couldn't help but remind him: "Old Yi, you really owe it to Zhao Gangzi. A spray of urine woke you up, otherwise you really might have passed on."

"!!!"

Yi Zhonghai, who had just caught his breath, wiped the water off his face and held it up to his nose to smell it. He vomited on the spot; this pungent smell was recognizable as the result of eating too much meat and fish—it was all the stench of meat.

"Old woman! Hurry and help me home, I can't take it," Yi Zhonghai endured the dry heaves, draped one arm over First Aunt's shoulder, and limped toward the Back Courtyard.

"First Uncle, I'll drink more hot water tomorrow, I'll make sure you're satisfied!"

Zhao Gangzi suppressed his laughter and shouted at Yi Zhonghai again. When Yi Zhonghai heard this, he couldn't hold it back anymore and vomited, *gulu gulu*.

This Zhao Gangzi was truly detestable, actually daring to treat him this way. Wouldn't it have been better to use a basin of warm water? He just had to use yellow soup; was he targeting him on purpose?

Especially when he thought about how he had swallowed quite a bit of that yellow soup, Yi Zhonghai felt his stomach churning, wishing he could vomit out everything he had eaten yesterday.

Shazhu also looked at Zhao Gangzi with some resentment, but he was currently nursing injuries and it wasn't the time to confront Zhao Gangzi.

"What are you looking at? Do you believe I'll give your butt a kick?" Sensing the Hatred Value from Shazhu, Zhao Gangzi immediately raised his foot, not minding letting Shazhu perform his fountain stunt once more.

"Hmph!"

Shazhu snorted, clutched his buttocks, and left the scene in a huff. As for He Yushui on the side, she gave Zhao Gangzi a complex look before heading home.

Look at how imposing Brother Gangzi was, and then look at her own foolish older brother, wandering around the courtyard every day clutching his butt—it was embarrassing enough.

After the Siheyuan returned to peace and quiet, Zhao Gangzi felt a sense of boredom, thinking about picking up a bicycle tomorrow, and soon went back to continue sleeping.

The next day, Zhao Gangzi arrived at the factory to work.

Zhao Gangzi always felt that others were looking at him with strange eyes, and most of them were ill-intentioned, as if they despised him.

Especially when he ran into some female workers, those looks almost drove Zhao Gangzi crazy.

"What's going on? Why is everyone so strange today? Could it be that there's something on me?"

Carrying his water cup, Zhao Gangzi started complaining to his good brother Liu Huaiyi as soon as he entered the Workshop.

Liu Huaiyi looked at Zhao Gangzi and then revealed a treacherous smile, which made Zhao Gangzi very unhappy. He reached out and pinched Liu Huaiyi's kidney; with Zhao Gangzi's strength, Liu Huaiyi couldn't help but cry out before he had even used much force.

"Ow, it hurts, it hurts! I was wrong, brother! I shouldn't have mocked you for being infertile!" Liu Huaiyi's face was twisted.

"What?"

"What kind of infertility? Who did you hear that from? How come I don't know about it?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Gangzi was stunned. He hurriedly grabbed Liu Huaiyi and asked with a serious face.

Liu Huaiyi told him the truth; he didn't know who had started the rumor this morning, but it had made many people believe that Zhao Gangzi suffered from infertility and was a man with no descendants.

Many people even took it for the truth; no wonder there were so many strange looks when Zhao Gangzi arrived.

"Damn it, don't let me find out who started this rumor, or I'll never forgive them!"

Zhao Gangzi gritted his teeth until they creaked. He never expected that his lifelong reputation would be ruined today by rumors of infertility? How the hell was he supposed to find a wife in the future?

"I say, Gangzi, do you really not have that problem?"

Liu Huaiyi was still a bit suspicious.

"What do you think?"

Zhao Gangzi rolled his eyes at Liu Huaiyi, while at the same time, a suspect came to mind. This was likely something that kid Xu Damao would do, though he couldn't confirm it yet.