Traveling through the Korean War: I am He Yuzhu

"Cry, cry, cry. All you do is cry all day. Besides crying, what else can you do? What else can you do?"

"You use washing clothes and cooking as an excuse every day. Let me tell you, even a dog can wash clothes and cook. What use is there for you?"

"You still have the right to control my drinking and smoking."

"You deserve it too."

"dirty stuff."

"Snapped!"

Liu Haizhong drank half a catty of wine and was already feeling dizzy. Facing the crying of Second Aunt, he became angrier and angrier, and slapped Second Aunt on the face a few more times. At this time, Liu Guangqi did not make any changes when facing his parents' quarrel. He just watched quietly. It had nothing to do with him anyway. He was just a spectator. Even if one of Liu Haizhong and Second Aunt died in a fight, Liu Guangqi felt that it had nothing to do with him and it would be fine as long as he did not take any responsibility.

The second aunt's face was almost smashed by Liu Haizhong. At this moment, the second aunt was simply overwhelmed with sorrow.

"You bastard, you shameless Liu Haizhong, I despise your ancestors for eighteen generations. It's really unlucky to marry you. I gave birth to three children for you, and now there's a two-year-old Liu Guangfu lying in the back room. Are you still a human being? You beat me up like this."

"Nothing."

"Life is over."

"I am going back to my mother's home with my youngest son."

"I don't cook, I don't wash clothes, I'll make you dirty and starve to death!"

As the second aunt spoke, she started to take out a blue cloth from the cupboard, and then put clothes, shoes, pants and other things on the blue cloth.

She really wanted to leave.

Seeing this, Liu Haizhong just smiled coldly, "Get out of here quickly. The family will lose a pair of chopsticks without you. It's better if you take the youngest son away. He was an accident anyway. Just like Liu Guangtian, his life or death has nothing to do with me. Now you still care about your youngest son. Didn't you think differently from me at the beginning? It doesn't matter whether Liu Guangfu lives or dies. Now you hold on to Liu Guangfu to leave yourself a way out. When Liu Guangfu is needed, he is my son. When he is not needed, he can live or die at will. You are not a good person."

"You are the worst one in our family."

"What are you pretending to be?"

Liu Haizhong was cursing while the second aunt was packing her things.

"it is good."

"Good for you Liu Haizhong."

"If you don't come in a big sedan chair to beg me to come back, I will never come to No. 95 Nanluoguxiang on my own initiative again." The second aunt said coldly.

Second Aunt’s mother is not dead yet, so she can still go back to her parents’ home now. But when her mother dies, she will no longer have the chance to go back to her parents’ home.

Liu Guangfu was sleeping in the back of the room.

"Wow wow wow..."

As Liu Haizhong and the second aunt quarreled, Liu Guangfu started crying.

The second aunt packed her bag, put it on her back, tied it to her chest with a rope, then picked up Liu Guangfu and left.

Just leave.

"Should I go to look for you in a sedan chair?"

"You're dead or alive."

"Don't come back for the rest of your life."

Liu Haizhong stood at the door and angrily cursed the second aunt.

His face was red and his neck was thick with anger.

In the backyard of the Siheyuan, the residents saw this scene and were a little confused. The Liu Haizhong family already had such a high status in the Siheyuan. They had money and fame. Why did the couple have to quarrel like this?

After all, the specific reason for the quarrel between Liu Haizhong and the second aunt is only their own business.

Outsiders cannot know.

After returning home, He Yuzhu made tea and wrote a novel.

The phonograph was playing a vinyl record, from which came the melodious sound of piano music.

this is life.

The novel written by He Yuzhu is called "Don Quixote".

It tells the story of a domestic nobleman.

He Sinicized Don Quigod of the previous world.

Let this be the book of its own country.

This parallel world lacks entertainment, and many books from the previous world are not available in this parallel world. So, He Yuzhu spared no effort to fill the gaps in the parallel world.

He Yuzhu writes novels anonymously.

If I use my real name, it will definitely get a lot of attention.

He Yuzhu doesn't want the spotlight now.

Backed off.

Then just live a leisurely life honestly.

No longer trying to gain both fame and fortune.

Can fade out of view.

Retreat all over.

That's the real skill.

Many people may be popular for a while, but being popular at the moment is nothing. After the tide recedes, being able to maintain a stable mentality and then get out of it safely is called ability. No one can be popular for a lifetime, and no one can be a piece of shit for a lifetime. It depends on whether you can seize the opportunity to soar into the sky, and whether you can walk out with wealth steadily.

……

same time.

"Clang clang clang."

Liu Haizhong went to the front yard and knocked on Xu Damao's door.

Xu Damao's parents lived in the backyard, while Xu Damao lived in the front yard of the courtyard.

Like He Yuzhu's family, his family also has two rooms in a courtyard house.

"Squeak..."

When Xu Damao heard the knock on the door, he opened it. When he saw it was Liu Haizhong, Xu Damao was stunned. The obvious smell of alcohol on Liu Haizhong made Xu Damao frown slightly.

Xu Damao also loved drinking in the past, he was a complete drunkard, but after joining the army he developed a habit of not drinking. Even when he did drink, it was only with his comrades and friends. He would not drink when he had nothing to do during dinner parties. People like Liu Haizhong are like this now, he just drinks when he has nothing to do and is addicted to alcohol. Xu Damao really dislikes such people.

It’s not that people who like to drink are bad.

After drinking, Liu Haizhong would sleep at home without any problems. But after drinking, he would beat his wife, knock on other people's doors, and make all kinds of noise.

Then there is no need to drink.

Purely disgusting person.

"What's wrong, Second Uncle?" Xu Damao asked Liu Haizhong. If they were not from a courtyard house, and if Liu Haizhong was his elder, Xu Damao would have driven him away long ago.

"I have something important to talk to you about. Come in and talk." Liu Haizhong said.

Xu Damao didn't believe that Liu Haizhong could have anything important to say while he was drunk, but out of respect, he still invited Liu Haizhong into his house.

"Second uncle, just tell me what's going on."

Xu Damao said.

Now he has entered the house as Liu Haizhong requested.

Liu Haizhong said, "Da Mao, you are now the director of the subdistrict office. You are a big boss with real power. Everyone in our courtyard is under your charge. Do you want to consider cooperating with each other in the future?"

When Xu Damao heard what Liu Haizhong said, his brows furrowed.

"Second Uncle, I don't think you have anything serious to do, so you'd better go." Xu Damao shook his head.

And the two swords combined...

There's a complete mess of shit in the bangs.

"Xu Damao."

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

"He Yuzhu and Yi Zhonghai have a close relationship in the courtyard. As the director of the subdistrict office, you have power, but you are not as popular as He Yuzhu and Yi Zhonghai. You should cooperate with me. Together, we can overshadow them."

"You have always been suppressed by He Yuzhu."

"Are you willing?"

Liu Haizhong said.

"I feel sorry for you." Liu Haizhong continued.

"I am willing!"

"Master Zhu will be my lifelong leader."

"He is my lifelong benefactor."

"In bangs!"

"He's full of shit."

"I'll hit you!"

"Snapped!"

Xu Damao gave Liu Haizhong a big slap in the face.