Siheyuan: Three slaps slapped my brother Shazhu

The next morning, He Yushui packed his personal belongings with the help of the three aunts and smoothly handed over the house keys to the Liu brothers.

"Yushui, are you really going to move away?"

Yi Zhonghai stood in the yard and watched He Yushui place the packed items neatly under the eaves.

"Yes, Uncle Yi, take care of yourself in the future!" Don't hit a smiling person. He just came to ask and has no ill intentions. Since the last incident, Yi Zhonghai has aged a lot visibly.

What kind of trouble can an old widower cause?

"Okay! You too!" Yi Zhonghai smiled awkwardly.

"Yushui, hurry up, Xiao Xie is here! And your father Xie!" Yan Fugui trotted into the yard, picked up the bags on the ground in each hand and ran to the door.

He Yushui took a look at the yard that had gone from unfamiliar to familiar, then left with her things.

Jia Zhang suddenly felt as if she was finally liberated, and her mind began to become active. The female devil was finally gone, and now no one in this yard could control her!

"Teacher Yan, wait until I have packed up and I will take you to see the gate."

"I'm leaving first, see you later!" He Yushui sat on Xie Tian's motorcycle. Xie Weiguo's motorcycle was full of her bags. Actually, there were not many bags, only five in total, all of which could fit on a motorcycle, big and small.

Xie Weiguo heard his son bragging about the house last night and wanted to come and see how good it was.

"My daughter! Is this house yours now?" Xie Weiguo looked at the independent villa in front of him in surprise.

This seems to be Lou Bancheng’s house, what’s going on?

"Godfather, come in and take a look. This house is your daughter and mine from now on. You are always welcome to visit!" He Yushui took out the key, opened the door and invited him into the yard.

"Isn't this the Lou family's small Western-style building? Is it yours now?" There was uncertainty in Xie Weiguo's voice.

"Godfather, if I'm not mistaken, everyone may be on the boat now. You should understand!" He Yushui whispered to help Xie Weiguo clear up the confusion.

"Can you still keep this house? If someone embarrasses you, my girl, remember to find your godfather!"

"Although godfather doesn't have any special abilities, he still has some connections." Xie Weiguo advised sincerely.

"Thank you, godfather, it's okay!"

"Don't worry, all the procedures are legal and the house is now under my name." He Yushui knew what Xie Weiguo meant.

"That's great. Anyway, just call me if you need anything. I'll go take a look first! Haha!"

After Xie Weiguo finished speaking, he quickly went upstairs to have a look like a little kid.

The Lou family left everything behind except for some of their own clothes. There was no need to buy anything else, and He Yushui could move in.

Pianos, phonographs and other things that were not suitable to be there were all put into the space by He Yushui.

He Yushui also hung the portrait of the great man in the most conspicuous place, and placed the red book of quotations on the coffee table in case of emergency.

He Yushui chose a room with a large balcony on the second floor for herself, and arranged Hu's room on the first floor. As Old Hu was old and his legs were not so good, it was better for a young person like her to do the physical work of climbing stairs!

In the afternoon, Mr. Hu came over with his small bag. When he saw the room prepared for him by He Yushui, which was fully equipped with furniture and appliances, he was very happy.

"How's it going? Old Man Hu, hehehe!"

"This will be our home from now on. When you are no longer able to work, you can drink tea and listen to songs every day. How comfortable it will be!"

"You can plant flowers and raise birds in this yard and do whatever you want!"

He Yushui hugged the old man and joked with a smile.

"Mr. Hu, you see, what this girl said really moved me, but it's a pity that no one invited me to live here in my old age!"

Ba Ye also joked with a smile, and in his heart he was actually happy for Mr. Hu.

"Haha! My daughter is so thoughtful, you can only be jealous of her for that!" Mr. Hu was happy from the bottom of his heart.

"My daughter, this is for you. I am not living here for nothing. This is my coffin book. It will all be yours from now on. Take it!"

Mr. Hu handed He Yushui a passbook, but He Yushui didn't take it and just pushed it back.

"Father Hu, please keep it. When I really go bankrupt one day, I will come back to get it. I will definitely not be polite."

"Don't worry about anything, just live peacefully. Let's try out this new kitchen tonight. I'll cook and we'll have a good meal. I'll go buy groceries now."

"Master Ba, please don't leave. We won't be home until we are drunk tonight!"

Under the arrangement of He Yushui, Xie Tian and his son, together with Old Hu and Uncle Ba, officially started the first meal in the new house.

The next day, He Yushui rode his bike to work as usual. Mr. Hu, who was used to staying out at night and staying asleep during the day, was still sleeping.

When He Yushui arrived at the garment factory, before she could even sit down, a worker came to call her and said someone was looking for her at the door.

Who would come to see her so early in the morning? With confusion, He Yushui saw a middle-aged man wearing glasses and dressed very simply at the factory gate. He was about 45 years old, with his hair combed meticulously.

"Excuse me, what can I do for you? I'm He Yushui!"

Zhang Wenyong was also looking at the little girl in front of him. He had to say that his grandfather had a very sharp eye. Her appearance and demeanor did not seem like that of a child from an ordinary family.

"I'm Zhang Bin's uncle. I want to ask if you were the one who beat my son!"

He Yushui is really an old man on the subway looking at his phone. Is this man so old that he has grown up in vain? Who can admit it when he asks this kind of question right away?

"Who? Who was beaten?"

"Uncle, are you okay? You're asking such confusing questions right away. It really makes me doubt your mental state!"

"First of all, I don't care whose uncle you are. If your son was beaten, you'd better call the police and let them investigate instead of talking nonsense here without any evidence."

"You are slandering me, do you know that?"

He Yushui rolled her eyes. It was really random how the old man gave birth to his child. Did he throw the baby away and just let the placenta grow?

"How can you talk to me like that? I'm Zhang Bin's uncle!" Zhang Wenyong didn't expect a little girl to speak so rudely and questioned him about his mental problems.

"I don't care whose uncle you are. This has nothing to do with me. If you keep talking nonsense without any evidence, I will call the police!"

"If you're sick, go see a doctor. Stop hanging around. You're crazy!"

He Yushui was too lazy to talk nonsense with him and turned around to leave.

Zhang Wen bravely reached out to grab He Yushui's shoulder, and then nothing happened. He was thrown over the shoulder by He Yushui with a backhand.