Courtyard House: She got anxious when He Yushui wasn't licked.

"Divide! This family must be divided!" He Yushui blurted out in a moment of passion, but once she said it, she couldn't take it back.

"You little ingrate! Your brother hasn't even gotten married yet and you're already talking about separating the family! It'll sound terrible if word gets out, people will think I'm abusing you." He Yuzhu still didn't agree to separating the family, after all, he and He Yushui were siblings, blood is thicker than water.

"Shazhu, quickly apologize to Yushui, it's just a meal." Qin Huairu stepped in to dissuade him again. She couldn't let He Yushui separate from Shazhu! Absolutely not!

He Yuzhu didn't realize that Qin Huairu's emotions were a bit too much. He thought that He Yushui was just throwing a tantrum. He said to Qin Huairu, "Sister Qin, don't worry about her. Separate the family? Unless I get married or die! Otherwise, forget about it."

"With this widow by your side, I don't think you'll ever get married in your life." He Yushui finally understood why Wang Lin said that as long as Qin Huairu was around, Sha Zhu would never be able to get married in his life.

"Snapped!"

Unable to bear it any longer, He Yuzhu raised his hand and slapped He Yushui across the face.

He Yushui never expected that He Yuzhu would hit her.

Qin Huairu never expected that He Yuzhu would hit He Yushui in front of her.

"He Yuzhu, you hit me! Even He Daqing has never hit me!" He Yushui covered her face, the burning pain making her realize that it was impossible to persuade He Yuzhu to see things clearly.

"Don't mention that person!" He Yuzhu roared, he hated He Daqing.

He Daqing also abandoned his siblings and went to live in Baoding for a widow.

Looking at He Yuzhu, He Yushui couldn't help but say, "You two are so alike, both widows!"

He Yuzhu's eyes continued to widen; He Yushui's words didn't seem to be nonsense!

Wasn't Qin Huairu a widow?

Does He Yuzhu dislike widows?

He Yushui glanced coldly at He Yuzhu and Qin Huairu. Her heart was broken, and she ran out of the house and back to her side room.

Qin Huairu wanted to call out to He Yushui, but what He Yushui had just said startled her, and she didn't know how to start the conversation.

When He Yushui returned to the side room, she cried.

It took He Yuzhu a long time to come back to his senses. He recalled what He Yushui had said earlier: liking widows was no different from He Daqing!

【Disgusted with the world/The story of the car is about the car's position ⑨ 8 ろ㈣ ⑨②】

Wang Lin was both amused and exasperated by what he saw. He Yushui had been slapped by her own brother, He Yuzhu, and He Yushui had also said that He Yuzhu, like He Daqing, liked widows.

Is this the power of genes?

Qin Huairu originally just came to ask for a lunchbox, but it turned into this mess. Now He Yuzhu and He Yushui have a complete falling out, and they will have a grudge against each other in the future.

He Yuzhu sat in the chair, lost in thought, seemingly pondering something.

Qin Huairu began cleaning up the things on the ground, feeling distressed as she swept.

These are two dishes! Two dishes that are quite oily and flavorful!

That damn He Yushui, why does she have to take her temper out on the food?

After cleaning up, Qin Huairu pulled up a chair and sat down in front of He Yuzhu. She started brainwashing him again, saying, "Silly Zhu! Yushui might have been bewitched by someone. As long as we cut off Yushui's contact with that person in the backyard, Yushui will get better. She might even be grateful to us in the future."

He Yuzhu was initially feeling lost and reflecting on his actions, but after Qin Huairu said these seductive things, he also felt that it wasn't his fault and began to shirk responsibility, saying, "That's right! It must have been that little bastard Wang Lin who bewitched Yushui."

Seeing that it was working, Qin Huairu continued to offer suggestions: "We can join forces to drive Wang Lin's family out of the courtyard. That way, our courtyard will return to its previous peace, and there will be no more disputes."

“You’re right! We should unite and get rid of those three rat droppings in the backyard, one big and two small.” He Yuzhu nodded. The current Wang Lin is not the same Wang Lin as before. The yard is in chaos because of Wang Lin.

"Yes! Let's go find Uncle Yi and discuss it. He has a lot of ideas." Qin Huairu didn't care about the food anymore. If He Yuzhu and He Yushui really separated, then her plan would fall through.

"Okay, I'll go now." He Yuzhu was persuaded by Qin Huairu and got up to leave.

When the two left the house to find Yi Zhonghai, Wang Lin, who had witnessed the whole process, jumped up from the bed. He hadn't even gone so far as to try to kill them, but these two idiots, Zhu and Qin Huairu, actually wanted to team up with Yi Zhonghai to kick him out of the yard!

Murder and kill!

Wang Lin slammed his hand on the bed board, smashing it into wood chips. His eyes hardened, and he muttered to himself, "Fine! You want to kick me out! Then get ready to face my wrath, Wang Lin! Sha Zhu, Qin Huairu, Yi Zhonghai, every single one of you, I'll show you what it means to be in charge even if the heavens don't care, and to destroy you if the earth doesn't destroy you."

"Extract, diarrhea charm! Target: Qin Huairu."

Wang Lin first collected some interest and then directly withdrew the diarrhea talisman.

The diarrhea talisman disappeared, its power transforming into a beam of light and vanishing.

In the projected image, Qin Huairu had just arrived in front of Yi Zhonghai's door when a beam of light entered her body. Then she felt her abdomen churning and her stomach making a "gurgling" sound.

Just as He Yuzhu was about to knock on the door, Qin Huairu immediately clutched her stomach and ran towards the toilet.

The movements, the speed, the expression—it was as if they were afraid that if they hesitated for even a second, they would explode.

Seeing Qin Huairu's running speed on the projected screen, Wang Lin couldn't help but laugh and said, "Half an hour, you'll be exhausted!"

Chapter 89 Diarrhea Talisman, Punishing Qin Huairu

In the outhouse, Qin Huairu clutched her stomach, feeling as if she had emptied her bowels of all the food from today's meal, but her abdomen still ached terribly.

He Yuzhu chased after them all the way to the toilet door. He heard loud "poof poof poof" sounds coming from inside, and the stench was wafting out of the women's toilet. He was dumbfounded.

After Qin Huairu finished her bowel movement, she finally felt a little better. As she walked out, leaning against the wall, that familiar feeling welled up in her heart again.

He Yuzhu was waiting at the toilet door when he saw Qin Huairu come out. He went up to help her, but before he even got close, Qin Huairu turned around and ran back into the dry toilet.

"Puff puff!"

He Yuzhu was somewhat dissatisfied with Qin Huairu's beautiful image at this moment.

How could his goddess have diarrhea, and such a foul-smelling one at that?

Qin Huairu clutched her stomach tightly in the outhouse. She couldn't understand why she suddenly had diarrhea. Could it be that there was something wrong with the food she ate at noon?

He Yuzhu was unaware that Qin Huairu suspected the lunch was unclean. If he had known, he would have cried foul, saying that so many people came to the second canteen to get food and none of them were in trouble except Qin Huairu.

Ten minutes later, Qin Huairu walked out again, leaning against the wall. This time, she was covered in cold sweat and her face was even a little pale.

He Yuzhu quickly stepped forward and helped Qin Huairu into the house. He asked, "Do you have an upset stomach? Should we go to the hospital to get it checked out?"

Qin Huairu said weakly, "I probably ate something bad. Just give me some medicine and I'll be fine. Going to the hospital is not only a hassle but also a waste of money."

He Yuzhu thought about it and agreed. It was just a case of diarrhea; there was no need to drag Qin Huairu to the hospital.

Back in He Yuzhu's room, Qin Huairu lay down on his bed, intending to get some rest, as she was completely exhausted from the diarrhea.

And so, Qin Huairu had a legitimate reason to lie down on He Yuzhu's bed to rest.

He Yuzhu pulled up a chair and sat by the bedside, keeping watch over her. He reached out and touched Qin Huairu's forehead; it wasn't very hot. He wasn't a doctor, so he could only guess: "Sister Qin, do you feel cold all over? Are you feeling weak all over?"

Qin Huairu wanted to say, "Aren't you asking some nonsense? You've had diarrhea this bad, how can you not feel weak all over?" But considering that this was He Yuzhu's house, she could only slowly say, "I feel weak all over, silly Zhu, can you get me some sugar water?"

Sweet soup—of course, Qin Huairu wanted something nice to drink at this time.

Upon hearing this, He Yuzhu immediately got up and went to the kitchen to look for sugar, only to find that his kitchen was spotless and empty. Even a mouse would have to sigh before leaving.

Since there wasn't one in my own kitchen, I had to borrow one, and the only place that came to mind was Yi Zhonghai's.

He Yuzhu arrived at Yi Zhonghai's door with an empty bowl in his hand. He knocked on the door and called out, "Uncle Yi."

Yi Zhonghai's wife, an older woman, opened the door. Seeing He Yuzhu's anxious expression, she asked, "What's wrong?"

Before He Yuzhu could explain, he asked, "Where are the older woman and the older man?"

An older woman said, "Old Yi went to buy me medicine, and he hasn't come back yet."

He Yuzhu handed the empty bowl to the old lady and said, "Auntie, Sister Qin has diarrhea and is exhausted. Could you make me some sugar water?"

An older woman took the empty bowl and went back into the house, where she poured out a little bit of white sugar from a hidden jar.

Sugar was a scarce commodity in those days, and even an older woman wouldn't want to waste too much.

When white sugar is poured into hot water, it becomes sugar water.

He Yuzhu carefully carried the large bowl of sweet soup back, intending to give it to Qin Huairu to help her recover.

Just as he reached the door, a figure shoved past him and rushed into the toilet.

He Yuzhu fell to the ground, shattering the bowl. After he saw who it was, he fell into deep thought. Was the person he had just bumped into Qin Huairu?

Qin Huairu is supposed to be a delicate woman, so when did she develop such strength?

Before He Yuzhu could even get up, Qin Huairu had already rushed to the toilet, clutching her stomach.

With a series of "plop plop plop" sounds, Qin Huairu began her ten-minute diarrhea experience again.

The women passing by in the courtyard all noticed the commotion in the toilet. After all, Qin Huairu was running and defecating, so the noise was bound to be loud.

An older woman came out and found He Yuzhu. Seeing that he was covered in dust, she asked, "What happened to you?"

He Yuzhu smiled awkwardly, taking the blame upon himself, and replied, "I was in a hurry just now and tripped and spilled the sugar water."

If I say that, the older woman will definitely give He Yuzhu another bowl of sweet soup.

Sure enough, when the older woman heard that the sweet soup had been spilled, she was both scolding and distressed, and went back to personally bring her a bowl of sweet soup.

He Yuzhu waited at the entrance of the outhouse like a sycophant.

A passing woman approached and asked, "Shazhu, what happened? Did someone blow up the outhouse?"

The rumbling sound of diarrhea was almost as loud as someone blowing up a toilet.

He Yuzhu chased away the women who were watching the commotion, saying, "Go back and do what you were doing. It's just that someone has diarrhea."

The women were driven away by He Yuzhu, and as they walked, they discussed who had diarrhea.

Qin Huairu, who was in the dry toilet, still knew a little about what was happening outside, but she didn't have the energy to care about it. Her stomach was in great pain, as if it were churning, and her stomach was completely empty. There was nothing left to pass.

He Yuzhu paced anxiously outside, looking just like a man standing at the entrance of a hospital delivery room.

After waiting for ten minutes, Qin Huairu finally came out, leaning against the wall. She felt weak and numb and could barely walk. When she saw He Yuzhu standing guard at the toilet door, she quickly called out, "Silly Zhu, help me up, I'm going to fall."

"They're here, be careful."

Seeing this, He Yuzhu disregarded the difference between men and women and went up to support Qin Huairu. This was the first time he had been so close to Qin Huairu, and the feeling of her touch almost made him feel like he was going to heaven. He was even a little grateful that Qin Huairu had eaten something that made her sick.

Qin Huairu lay in He Yuzhu's arms. She had no choice; her legs were weak and she couldn't stand steadily. It would be even worse if she collapsed in the toilet.

"The sweet soup is here."

An older woman brought a bowl of sweet soup to Qin Huairu and fed it to her.

After drinking the sugar water, Qin Huairu didn't know why, but her stomach pain stopped.

Actually, it's time for the diarrhea talisman to be cast.