Chapter 782

Giving advance notice can prevent many unnecessary troubles.

By the time they left Gu Ganshi's house and returned to Sihe Academy, it was already past nine at night.

Even after drinking plenty of alcohol, Cao Cao Weiguo remained spirited.

As he passed through the central courtyard, he happened to see Yi Yi Zhonghai giving Qin Qin Huairu cornmeal.

"Oh! Uncle Yi is such a kind-hearted man!"

"Even late at night, he remembers to bring warmth to his neighbors!"

Cao Cao Weiguo's sudden appearance startled Yi Yi Zhonghai badly.

Qin Qin Huairu, holding the cornmeal, looked uneasy.

Yi Yi Zhonghai maintained a calm, stern expression:

"Cao Cao Weiguo, stop talking in that sarcastic tone."

"As the head elder of this courtyard,"

"what's wrong with helping neighbors in hardship?"

Cao Cao Weiguo smiled: "Right! Very right!"

"Who doesn't know Uncle Yi has a heart of gold and loves helping widows and orphans?"

"And he especially likes helping in the dark, when it's deep night and quiet."

Yi Yi Zhonghai's teeth ground with rage as he glared at Cao Cao Weiguo:

"Think whatever you want!"

"I, Yi Yi Zhonghai, act with integrity!"

"I have no guilt in my heart!"

With fists clenched and burning anger, he stormed off.

He had originally planned to take Qin Qin Huairu down to the cellar.

To have a proper talk about life and ideals.

But then Cheng Yaojin showed up out of nowhere.

He didn't get to discuss his ideals—and ended up full of rage.

Qin Qin Huairu explained, holding the cornmeal:

"Cao Wei, don't misunderstand—it's not something I asked for."

"Yi Yi Zhonghai offered it to me himself."

Cao Cao Weiguo smiled: "I understand, I understand!"

"You know Yi Yi Zhonghai's hidden motives."

"Be careful."

"His cornmeal isn't so easy to swallow."

After speaking, Cao Cao Weiguo left, reeking of alcohol.

Qin Qin Huairu watched his retreating back, feeling resentful.

She knew perfectly well that Yi Yi Zhonghai's cornmeal wasn't tasty.

But what could a weak woman do?

She had married into the city from the farm.

She had no one to rely on!

Even though she knew Yi Yi Zhonghai lusted after her body,

what could she do?

Break things off with Yi Yi Zhonghai?

She couldn't bear to!

Yi Yi Zhonghai might be old, but he had assets.

Grade-eight machinist!

High salary!

Two rooms!

If she could keep him close, all these things would one day be hers.

If only you stinking men weren't so unreliable!

Would Old Lady have to play along with Yi Yi Zhonghai, that old Laocai Gang?

She carried the cornmeal home.

Jia Jia Zhangshi's triangular eyes glowed green with envy.

It was a look that wanted to devour her.

"Shameless wretch!"

"Do you enjoy seducing other men so much?"

"You'd actually sink your teeth into Old Dog Yi, who's so old?"

Qin Qin Huairu set down the cornmeal and snapped:

"If you're so virtuous, then don't eat the cornmeal!"

"Without me bringing back this cornmeal, how could you stuff yourself full?"

"How could you grow fat in comfort?"

Jia Jia Zhangshi's old face darkened: "You, a bringer of misfortune, are getting uppity!"

"What? Does Old Dog Yi give you backing now? Are you feeling strong enough to fly?"

"Speak! What benefits did Old Dog Yi promise you?"

"He already has a first wife, Auntie; he can't possibly marry you."

"Did he promise to give you money every month and keep you as a concubine?"

Qin Qin Huairu, furious with shame, retorted:

"What nonsense are you thinking up?"

"There really is nothing between me and First Elder!"

"He just sees our family is suffering and wants to help, but fears others will know."

"That's why he came in the dark to deliver cornmeal."

"He has no other intentions."

"Just look at our family's situation now!"

"If it weren't for the help from First Elder and Sha Sha Zhuzi,"

"could my single salary support such a large family?"

"You're still being sarcastic here."

"If you're so capable, handle all the family matters from now on."

"Go out and work!"

"Go out and get food!"

"I'll just stay home and be a widow for your son!"

"I won't manage anything anymore."

That barrage of old fists immediately shut Jia Jia Zhangshi's foul mouth.

Let her go out and work? Dream on!

Let her go get food? Youth never returns!

If she were young, would she have worried about food with her legs spread open?

But now it's impossible; she's old, faded, and fat as a pig.

Men don't like her type anymore.

She does have some self-awareness about that.

To get food, they still have to rely on this fox-spirit Qin Qin Huairu.

"Alright, alright!"

"Can't I just say a couple of words?"

"Don't get so angry with me!"

"I'm doing this for your own good!"