Siheyuan, the opening gun is aimed at Yi Zhonghai

A look of heartache flashed across He Yuzhu's face.

That was his Sister Qin, the beautiful dream he had when he was eighteen, and the bond of his youth without regrets!

Yang Xiaoman's eyes were always on He Yuzhu, so He Yuzhu's expression was all in her eyes. She couldn't say she was disappointed, but she couldn't suppress her anger. She sneered and walked towards He Yuzhu angrily.

He Yuzhu subconsciously took a step back, "Yang, Xiao, Man, what do you want to do?"

Yang Xiaoman raised her hand and hit him. The crisp sound of the slap was so clear that it seemed to be heard in every corner of No. 95 Nanluoguxiang.

Seeing this scene, even Zhou Zheng who was standing by was stunned, let alone the other onlookers.

Qin Huairu immediately stepped forward to stop the fight when she saw He Yuzhu being beaten, "Sister Yang, why are you hitting someone? No matter how bad Zhuzhu did, you can't beat him in public. Don't you even give him face?"

Yang Xiaoman's face darkened, and she said sinisterly, "Hey, isn't this Sister Qin? You're squeezing cat urine, how can you still care about my and Zhuzi's family affairs?"

If Yang Xiaoman hadn't said anything, no one would have noticed Qin Huairu's behavior. But after Yang Xiaoman's reminder, the audience's strange eyes fell on Qin Huairu, making her embarrassed, "You..."

Yang Xiaoman said unyieldingly: "What are you talking about? If you keep talking like that, I'll beat you up too." As she said that, she slapped He Yuzhu in the face again.

He Yuzhu would tolerate it normally, but he was afraid of becoming a coward if he continued to tolerate it, so he immediately pushed Yang Xiaoman away, "That's enough, are you done with this? It's not a dirty thing in the first place, do you think it's fun to keep on making a fuss?"

After all, Yang Xiaoman was a woman and not very strong. She was pushed hard by He Yuzhu and immediately stepped back several steps. Fortunately, she did not fall.

However, although Yang Xiaoman was not pushed down, the atmosphere in the field became weird.

"You dare to push me? He Yuzhu, you dare to push me for this woman? Divorce, you must divorce..."

These days, divorce is a big deal, especially in a slum like this. Whenever a divorce occurs in a slum, it will have a major negative impact on the slum itself, and may even affect the marriage of the children in the slum.

Yan Fugui obviously realized this and immediately stood up and said, "Nonsense, can you just divorce me at will? In my opinion, today is just a misunderstanding. Do you have to make a big fuss before you stop? What did Zhuzi do wrong? It was just Qin Jingru who came to his house to have a meal. It's not night time. What's there to make a fuss about?"

Yang Xiaoman sneered, "Haha, you are a master, you are not qualified to be a master, why do you say everything is a small matter? Today she can have a meal at my house, tomorrow she may cause trouble, it is better for me to withdraw and help them, so as not to be an eyesore living in the compound."

She looked at He Yuzhu again, "He, Yu, Zhu, you are also a human being, don't you see how poor you were back then, and yet I married you and gave birth to children for you, is this how you repay me?"

He Yuzhu's face turned red, and his mouth twitched violently, but he didn't say anything.

Yang Xiaoman shook her head in disappointment, "Forget it, it's up to you whether you want to get a divorce or not, I won't be a nuisance to you, just do what you want."

After she said this, she turned around and left without giving He Yuzhu any chance to explain.

The onlookers in the yard all shook their heads and laughed and looked at each other, not knowing how to comment on this matter.

Yan Fugui sighed and waved his hand, "Go away, go away, don't just stand there to join in the fun, hurry up and do what you need to do, go, go, go..."

His words had some weight, and the onlookers left the courtyard one after another after hearing what he said.

The only ones left here were Zhou Zheng, Yu Wanrong, Yan Fugui, and the person involved.

He Yuzhu looked at Zhou Zheng with a wry smile and pursed his lips, "Brother Zhou..."

At this time, Qin Jingru also came out of He Yuzhu's room and walked to He Yuzhu with a wronged look on her face, "Brother He, I'm sorry, it's all my fault..."

He Yuzhu sighed, "Alas, what does it have to do with you? Okay, hurry back with Sister Qin."

A barely perceptible smirk flashed across Qin Huairu's pretty face, and then she frowned and called out to Qin Jingru, "Qin, Jing, Ru, why don't you hurry up and come home with me."

Qin Jingru pinched her fingers, looked at He Yuzhu awkwardly, then lowered her head and followed Qin Huairu.

Zhou Zheng didn't know how to comfort He Yuzhu, but he still went forward and handed He Yuzhu a cigarette. Unexpectedly, Yan Fugui also came up to him and asked for one, saying something indifferent, "Come on, Zhuzi, wait until Xiaoman calms down, and this matter will be over. However, we should be quiet in the future. Qin Jingru has no name or status with us, so how can we invite her to eat in the house? You are indeed inappropriate."

He Yuzhu opened his mouth, "I..."

After Qin Huairu took Qin Jingru away, Yu Wanrong also followed Qin Huairu to her home.

Zhou Zheng patted He Yuzhu's shoulder and said, "Okay, calm down. It's hard to talk when you're angry."

Why didn't he take the lead?

In fact, even Zhou Zheng felt that it was inappropriate for Qin Jingru to go to He Yuzhu's house for dinner alone. He Yuzhu was too confused. He said that he should have asked Qin Jingru to leave the house when Xu Damao misunderstood. He never thought that such a long time had passed and he still kept Qin Jingru in the house.

Of course, Zhou Zheng didn't know that it was Xu Damao who reported the matter, otherwise he would at least help He Yuzhu explain a few more words, or risk being accused of meddling in other people's business and suppress the matter.

The time comes at night.

He Daqing returned to the courtyard and learned what happened in the morning from Li Guixiang. He went to find He Yuzhu angrily.

When I entered the room, I saw He Yuzhu lying on the bed dejectedly, smoking. The room was full of smoke and there was a pile of messy cigarette butts on the floor.

The sound of He Daqing entering the room woke He Yuzhu up.

He Yuzhu looked at He Daqing in confusion, "Dad~"

He Daqing took a deep breath and said, "Zhu Zi, can we have a chat?"

He Yuzhu stood up, wiped the table roughly with a rag, then found two cups and poured tea into each.

The tea has cooled down completely and has turned dark brown due to being brewed for too long.

He Daqing's eyelids jumped and he sat on the stool.

He didn't pick up the teacup, nor did he want to drink He Yuzhu's overnight tea, so he pushed the teacup to the middle of the table with disgust.

He Yuzhu didn't mind the overnight tea and took a big gulp.

He Daqing saw He Yuzhu swallow the tea, then he said earnestly: "Zhuzi, Dad admits that since you got married, we have rarely communicated with each other, and Dad rarely asked about your life. This is not your fault, it is Dad's dereliction of duty."

He Yuzhu looked at He Daqing in confusion, "Dad, you say... are Xiaoman and I really suitable for each other?"

He Daqing was stunned for a moment, then angrily said, "What nonsense are you talking about? How can it be inappropriate? How can it be inappropriate? Don't let your imagination run wild. Think about how to live your life properly. There are always bumps and bruises between husband and wife. This is normal. Don't back down when you encounter a problem. That's not what a man should do."

He Yuzhu, "But..."

He Daqing waved his hand and said, "It's nothing. Your mother and I always had conflicts before..."