Siheyuan, don't yell at me

Yi Zhonghai's case was publicly tried and the verdict was quickly reached. He was executed by firing squad immediately.

It was a period of severe crackdowns, and he deliberately poisoned and killed people. After being arrested, he still refused to repent and took out a dagger to stab the investigators.

Yi Zhonghai's daughter-in-law, Liu Cuihua, came back crying with an urn, but the people in the courtyard refused to let her in.

It was unlucky for Yi Zhonghai. After all, being executed as a criminal was an ignominious death.

Liu Cuihua had no choice but to spend some money and bury Yi Zhonghai hastily in the suburbs.

As the undisputed leader of No. 95 Courtyard, He Daqing stood up and said a few fair words.

"Liu Cuihua, you should let go of Lao Yi's matter.

He is asking for death, he can't blame others.

Why don't you learn more from Jia Zhangshi and find a lover like she did? Then you will have a place to live for the rest of your life, right?

If I have a son or a daughter, wouldn't that give me hope for the rest of my life?

Zhang Meili's wedding day, scheduled for the eighth day of the first lunar month, was delayed by that bastard Yi Zhonghai.

Think about it yourself, whether you want to wait to be eaten up or find a companion."

Liu Cuihua thought about the old society and the miserable lives of those families in the village who were wiped out, and she shuddered at the thought.

"Master He, I, I don't want to be wiped out.

Please help me."

He Daqing pushed away the hand that Liu Cuihua extended to him and unconsciously took a step back.

"Liu Cuihua, please talk away from me.

If you were a dozen years younger, I could help you.

If you want a boy, you can have a boy. If you want a girl, you can have a girl. I, He Daqing, can satisfy you.

Now that you are old and ugly, how dare you put forward such an excessive condition?"

Liu Cuihua waved her hands quickly.

"Mr. He, you misunderstood, that's not what I meant.

It’s the old Yi family, and he has two brothers.

I'm afraid they'll come knocking on my doorstep and kill me."

He Daqing breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's easy to say. If they dare to come to me, I'll back you up.

But this is not a long-term solution. You'd better find a lover and have a child. That's the right way.

Do you think it’s just the uncles and brothers of the Yi family?

Those people in the yard look at you with green eyes, haven’t you noticed?

Liu Haizhong, Yan Bugui, and Aunt Liu's family, every one of them, who wouldn't be coveting the two rooms in your family?

I have a suitable candidate, you can give me some reference.

There is a retired soldier assigned to our steel rolling mill workshop. He was in the same army group as me on the battlefield in South Korea.

He is a nice guy, in his forties, but his legs are a bit hunched, but it doesn't affect his making money.

If you have any ideas, let him come to see you tomorrow."

Liu Cuihua lowered her head and whispered:

"This, my old Yi, has just been buried."

He Daqing clapped his hands.

"So, you have to work harder and give birth to a big fat boy as soon as possible.

Maybe, Old Yi can be reincarnated and become your son.

Think about it, Yi Zhonghai was a eunuch. Although he didn’t go in, he had the possibility of coming out. Isn’t that exciting?

Haha!

This matter has been settled. I asked him to come over tomorrow.

Silly Zhu, come here, go to the steel mill and pass on a message for me..."

Liu Cuihua is a really nice person.

Just based on the fact that she was able to take care of a deaf old lady who was not related to her in any way, and had been doing so for ten years, this person definitely could not be a bad person.

Moreover, among all the people in the hospital, the one who gave He Daqing the least resentment was Liu Cuihua.

He Daqing was also moved with compassion and offered to help if he could.

Although Yi Zhonghai was not a human being and wanted to poison herself, it had little to do with Liu Cuihua.

Recently, there are fewer and fewer people buying and selling antiques in Dove Market.

What is for sale are of the crooked and broken variety, and the fine quality ones are almost invisible.

He Daqing was playing with a Yuan blue and white square pen holder in one hand and holding an inkstone used by Xin Qiji in the other.

He Daqing had been busy for half a year and only received a handful of old items of this quality.

Of course, He Daqing collected a lot of things that were dug out by tomb robbers and were not allowed to be seen in public.

After all, things that come out of the soil are unlucky, so old objects that have been passed down in an orderly manner and have stories are more appealing.

If you want to know where the high-quality stuff is, it is naturally in the hands of the government.

Friendship Stores, there are plenty of them, they just need foreign exchange coupons.

He Daqing pinched his chin and fell into deep thought.

It seems that I, He Daqing, have to find a way to get some rubles.

Everything sold at the Friendship Store requires a ticket.

These things come from legitimate sources and are not afraid of being investigated. It would be great to pass them on to future generations.

It is said that the Russians are not good at light industry, but this is also relative.

Even if they are not good enough, they are still much better than China today.

China is now a net exporter of resources.

Various minerals, timber and even oil are exported.

Do I have to sneak into the Soviet Union and steal some bank vaults?

It is better to avoid taking shortcuts, just like walking on the road at night for too long, you will always encounter unclean things.

He Daqing looked through the system store that he hadn't visited for a long time, hoping to find a way to earn rubles.

It’s not those small ways that cost a few hundred or a few thousand dollars, but the upright and open ways are the best.

There are so many antique points now that they can’t be used up, but I just can’t find a reason to spend them.

He Daqing no longer had any desire to draw treasure chests or anything like that, as he had everything he needed.

He Daqing would only be interested if he could draw a treasure chest that would allow him to be promoted to a higher rank.

The system seemed to have sensed He Daqing's thoughts.

With a "ding~" sound.

"The system store has been successfully upgraded. You can spend 100,000 resentment points or antique points to refresh the special skills or items in the system store."

He Daqing became excited and immediately spent 100,000 points to refresh the system store.

Unexpectedly, a SA-7 shoulder-fired anti-aircraft missile launcher was refreshed, and it came with five rounds of ammunition.

Looking at this big guy, He Daqing was confused.

This thing was developed by the Soviet Union in the 60s and was not equipped to the troops until 1966.

This is definitely future technology. If we take it out now, it won't be allowed to see the light of day.

It required a full five million antique points, and He Daqing refused without even thinking about it.

As for buying something and asking the country to imitate it, that is even more impossible.

Given China's current weak military-industrial level, it would be like a joke, and they might even expose themselves and be taken for research and slicing.

Although he didn't buy it, it didn't stop He Daqing from liking it. He admired it for half a day before he reluctantly refreshed the system store.

He Daqing was confused, and he got a tank that was finalized in the 1970s.

Cursing and swearing, he swiped the brush again.

Flame vodka brewing process, brackets, retro craft miniature production line.

He Daqing was sure that this was what he wanted.

Just 10 million antique points, very cheap.

As long as the production line is opened and a steady stream of vodka is produced, these antique points will be earned back a thousand times sooner or later.