Siheyuan: I am so good that I became a god of war

Qin Huairu and Yi Zhonghai returned home. Qin Huairu put Huaihua on the bed and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. Although Yi Zhonghai was rich, he couldn't eat meat every meal.

Tonight they had steamed buns made from whole grains, fried tofu, and a plate of fried vegetables. Xiao Dang went home immediately and went straight to the backyard. She remembered that Qin Jingru had said that she would save some stewed meat for her in the morning, so she went to see if there was anything left.

"Huai Ru...don't be angry." Yi Zhonghai said, "Didn't Jia Zhang get the retribution she deserved?"

Seeing Qin Huairu's angry face, Yi Zhonghai hurried to comfort her. He was now more and more satisfied with Qin Huairu.

"It's okay!" Qin Huairu replied with a frown.

The question Qin Huairu was thinking about at the moment was whether to give birth to a child for Yi Zhonghai. These days, she has been taking birth control pills. But long-term use is not good for the body, so she has to get an intrauterine device installed. However, after the installation, she cannot have sex for more than ten days. How to explain this to Yi Zhonghai?

Qin Huairu sighed, and couldn't help but think of Jia Zhangshi, thinking to herself: "Why doesn't Yi Zhonghai die? If he dies, the money and the house will be mine."

When she thought of this, her eyes turned fierce, but she lost her temper immediately. After all, she couldn't do something like murdering someone.

The next morning, Ding Weidong had breakfast with Li Huaide and Secretary Hu. As soon as they arrived at the hotel lobby, Lin Zhenghuan drove over to pick them up.

"Mr. Ding, I've asked Lin Cong to go to the dock to make preparations. We'll get on the boat and set off when we get there." Lin Zhenghuan continued, "I've also prepared diving equipment. Let's have a great time this time."

Two cars drove over. Li Huaide and Secretary Hu were in one, while Ding Weidong and Lin Zhenghuan were in the other, and Lin Zhenghuan was driving the car himself.

"Mr. Ding, I just received news that Yamamoto and his colleagues at Dahe Building drank a lot of industrial alcohol last night, and they all died." Lin Zhenghuan said with a look of surprise and joy, "The police also find it incredible. If someone really poured industrial alcohol into them, that's impossible. To say that they drank it by mistake is too outrageous. That stuff is 99 degrees..."

"Don't even mention drinking it. You can tell you can't drink it just by smelling it."

Ding Weidong raised his sword-like eyebrows slightly and said, "These things have nothing to do with us, so there is no need for us to speculate too much."

"Of course, of course. It has nothing to do with us." Lin Zhenghuan nodded and smiled, "Those little Japanese deserve it! They're drinking industrial alcohol. It's better to drink pot washing water that hasn't been changed for a month."

"Will they send more people over here?" Ding Weidong asked with a raised eyebrow, "Will they come to cause trouble for us again?"

"They will definitely send someone over, but it's hard to say whether they will come to cause trouble for us." Lin Zhenghuan replied, "But even if they want to cause trouble, it will only be a month later. This period of time is enough for me to make all preparations. Last time, I was caught off guard, so I was passive."

Ding Weidong nodded and said no more.

Soon, the car stopped at the dock. Everyone got off the car. Ding Weidong and Li Huaide were used to yachts, but Secretary Hu was shocked.

The temperature here was around 20 degrees Celsius at this time, and there were many beauties wearing swimsuits and large towels. Their white skin, plump breasts, tight buttocks and slender legs were enough to make anyone bleed from the nose. Especially Secretary Hu.

But Secretary Hu took a deep breath and forced himself to suppress all the distracting thoughts in his mind. He pulled Li Huaide to a corner and whispered:

"Old Li, should we come to a place like this?" Secretary Hu frowned and asked, "If the higher-ups find out, our future will be over."

"Old Hu, you are totally wrong to think so." Li Huaide shook his head and said, "You have been in the army for so many years, and you went to work in the factory after retiring. I was also in the army before, but for a period of time I was engaged in underground work behind enemy lines."

"At that time, I also went to some brothels, but that was because of the mission, so I had to do it."

"Today, for the benefit of the country, we have to come here and socialize with these capitalists. This is another form of underground work."

Secretary Hu was stunned, not knowing how to answer for a moment: "This... this..."

"If I didn't go to that kind of occasion at that time, my identity would be exposed. If I don't go with the flow now, don't even think about getting that foreign exchange back," Li Huaide continued.

"This, this, this..." Secretary Hu was speechless for a moment.

"You don't have to care. Just pretend you didn't see some things." Li Huaide said, "Enjoy what you should enjoy, and don't be polite when you shouldn't be polite. Don't be soft on those capitalists."

"They throw out the sweet **, we swallow the sweet part, and then kick the trap back at them."

Secretary Hu followed Li Huaide blankly, feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell why. But he still agreed with what Li Huaide said, that sometimes you have to do some superficial work to meet the situation.

"Fortunately, I don't have to participate in those scenes." Secretary Hu secretly rejoiced.

Ding Weidong then led Lin Zhenghuan and Lin Cong to the deck at the rear of the cruise ship and sat down. There was a tea table there. Not long after they sat down, several women came forward, but Lin Cong waved inconspicuously, and they left with a smile.

"Mr. Ding, when will the recorder and camera you mentioned be ready? I have prepared all the necessary items." Lin Zhenghuan asked Ding Weidong, "How many sets do you want to make first?"

"We'll talk about this after we get back. Once it's done, we'll install it on the car." Ding Weidong replied calmly, "I won't be staying out for long. I plan to return to the capital tomorrow."

In fact, Ding Weidong could have stayed in the local area for three or four days to complete the production of the recording equipment, reaching the advanced design level of the 70s.

But Ding Weidong also considered another reason, which was to prevent Lin Zhenghuan from feeling that he was too arbitrary in his control. He had to maintain a certain dignity in Lin Zhenghuan's heart so that he would know how to respect him.

Although this action to fight the Japanese was completely voluntary, Ding Weidong read some subtle changes in Lin Zhenghuan's eyes.

After careful consideration, Ding Weidong believed that Lin Zhenghuan was intentionally trying to instill a tool-oriented concept in him. So Ding Weidong decided to adjust this perception and let the other party know the importance of the matter.

Although Lin Zhenghuan felt a little regretful, he immediately became alert.

"No, I have to be extra careful in the future. I can't make decisions on my own before informing Mr. Ding about anything." Lin Zhenghuan thought to himself, "After all, Mr. Ding is not an ordinary person. If I really make him angry, I'm afraid my days will be over."

At this time, Li Huaide and Secretary Hu came closer.

"Director Li, Secretary Hu, please take a seat. The tea is ready. Please enjoy it." Lin Zhenghuan stood up and greeted them with a smile.

The two of them sat down, sipping tea and chatting. At 10:15 pm, the yacht slowly approached the small island.

This time, Lin Zhenghuan brought four bodyguards armed with automatic guns, who had not shown up in the cabin before. Now the four of them quickly ran to the roof of the small house between the hills and occupied the commanding heights.

From here, they can overlook every corner of the beach and the surrounding sea. These people are demobilized soldiers sent by their superiors.

When Qin Huairu got home from get off work and was about to cook, Yi Zhonghai frowned and said, "Huairu, my apprentice's father passed away. I just received a notice. I need to go and deliver some funeral gifts. It will take about three or four hours to come back."

Qin Huairu replied, "Then go quickly. Anyway, do you still expect that disciple to take care of you in your old age?" Yi Zhonghai replied seriously, "What are you thinking about! Your own children are the most reliable. Besides, he also has his own mother to support."

Yi Zhonghai pushed the cart away. After dinner, Qin Huairu looked out the window and saw Xiaodang playing with Sophora japonica. At this time, she thought that she should clean the kang hole. Although there was no need to burn fire, the residual ashes inside also needed to be cleaned in time for winter use. Qin Huairu used a broom to clean deeply, paying special attention to the corners.

"Hey, there's a piece of paper that's not completely burned?" Qin Huairu found a small piece of burnt yellow paper, most of which had been burned, but some of the words could still be recognized. Although she only studied up to the third grade of elementary school, she was able to recognize some of the words on such a small piece of paper.

"Oh my god, that bastard Yi Zhonghai is going to be finished!" Qin Huairu's heart was shocked, and then she thought, "This is an opportunity. If I give this note to Ding Weidong and ask him to transfer me to the car factory, wouldn't it be easy?"

Yi Zhonghai didn't know that his closest person actually intended to kill him. After the failed assassination attempt on Ding Weidong, Yi Zhonghai was restless and burned some letters, some of which he processed in the kang hole. He ignored the influence of the wind, causing a piece of unburned paper to fly into the kang and fall into the corner where the fire was extinguished.

After being roasted many times, the paper became drier and thinner. Qin Huairu carefully wrapped it in red cloth, took it back to the Jia family's old residence, and secretly hid it inside the kang table. "Give it to Ding Weidong as soon as he comes back." She muttered to herself, "The old thief is dead, and everything is mine." Then she thought, "Oh, I can find a young man to start over... No, I can go directly to **."

"When I sell the house in the future, I will go to ** to live. I don't know if Ding Weidong can help me. In any case, I will test him first."

When Liu Haizhong and Zhang Yuxiang entered the room, they saw Liu Guangfu sitting at the dining table waiting for them to eat together. Liu Haizhong angrily scolded: "Liu Guangfu, you are like a dead person! You are only like a living person when you are eating! You look angry!"

Liu Guangfu is now basically silent. He only eats when he is done. If you ask him to do some work, he will do it silently.

Liu Guangfu tried his best not to attract Liu Haizhong's attention, because if he did, he would inevitably get beaten up. However, Liu Guangfu never expected that even if he was so careful, Liu Haizhong would still keep finding fault with him.

"Dad, I didn't..." Liu Guangfu hurriedly explained.