Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Sha Zhu dragged his exhausted body and stared at the old man Yi Zhonghai with his eyes fixed.

The man whose face showed up behind him was none other than He Daqing, who eloped with the White Widow.

He Yushui screamed, "Dad..." and threw herself into He Daqing's arms, crying loudly.

Qin Dabao was stunned. It was just the right time to eat this big melon.

Director Wang knew He Daqing, but he had no good feelings towards this man who abandoned his children.

Yi Zhonghai took two steps forward, trying hard to force a smile, his voice a little hoarse: "Brother Daqing, you, you are back?"

He Daqing patted He Yushui, let go of his daughter, and walked towards Yi Zhonghai step by step. Yi Zhonghai's legs were shaking a little.

"Well, I'm back." He Daqing's voice was calm, but Yi Zhonghai could hear the anger hidden beneath his calmness.

"Brother, if you have anything to say, go home and tell me."

"Fuck your mother!" He Daqing suddenly exploded. He swung his fist and punched Yi Zhonghai in the face. Yi Zhonghai was caught off guard, took two steps back and fell to the ground.

Director Wang was shocked and grabbed He Daqing: "He Daqing, stop it. How can you hit someone for no reason?"

He Daqing gasped for breath, tears streaming down his face: "Director Wang, I want to sue Yi Zhonghai, this beast in human form..."

A big man burst into tears.

Director Wang pulled him to sit down and said in a much softer voice, "Calm down. Tell me what's going on. I'll take care of it for you."

Sha Zhu took He Yushui's hand and stepped forward: "Let me tell you, Director Wang, fellow neighbors, it turns out my father didn't abandon me and Yushui. Ever since he went to Baoding, he has sent us money every month. Ten yuan a month in the first year, and fifteen yuan every month thereafter. He also wrote to me and Yushui regularly every month, and mailed clothes and shoes to Yushui during the holidays. All this money and letters were withheld by Yi Zhonghai. He even hypocritically bought the clothes and shoes my father bought for Yushui, saying that he bought them, and made us brothers and sisters feel so grateful. Tell me, is there anyone worse than him in this world?"

The people in the yard were all shocked. This was too insidious. Could it be done by that righteous and upright old man?

The people in the courtyard have always looked down on Sha Zhu and He Yu Shui. When the children play together, they always scold He Yu Shui, saying that he has no parents and is an unwanted child. Yu Shui always cries loudly.

Sha Zhu had no choice, he felt wronged. Whenever his sister was bullied, he would pick a fight with the other kids. No matter if the kids were big or small, he would always come back with injuries. Gradually, Sha Zhu grew up and no one could beat him, but his reputation was also ruined.

It turned out that their father had always been thinking about the couple, sending them money and letters every month, and even clothes and shoes. They were not orphans that no one wanted.

And the instigator of all this turned out to be Yi Zhonghai, the steward of the Siheyuan?!

This look was like a knife, stabbing Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai's face turned pale as he fell to the ground, his left eye socket visibly swollen...

Director Wang slammed the table and said, "Yi Zhonghai, tell me, is this true? If your stomach hurts, don't be afraid to drink cold water. What are you kidding me about? You are committing corruption! It's a crime!"

Yi Zhonghai's head was buzzing, and he was confused.

Suddenly, an old lady staggered out of her house, holding a box. She knelt down in front of He Daqing and kowtowed desperately.

"Brother Daqing, brother, this matter is not the fault of Old Yi, it is all my fault. I am useless and have not given birth to any children for the Yi family.

We are an old couple, and we are getting old. I want Zhuzi to take care of us in our old age.

I took the initiative to withhold the money and letter you sent me. I was afraid that Zhuzi still had feelings for you and would take care of you in your old age without caring about us. It was my fault and had nothing to do with Lao Yi.

The letter you sent and the money are all here. We haven't touched a penny of it.

Brother, if you want to hit or scold me, come at me..."

He Daqing supported the aunt, turned around and glared at Yi Zhonghai,

Yi Zhonghai said woodenly: "That's the thing. My monthly salary is 99 yuan. Would I want to take yuan from you?

You just walked away with the widow. Haven't we been taking care of them all these years?

Since you left and don't want these two children anymore, I want this money. I plan to give it to Zhuzi when he gets married. I never thought of embezzling your money..."

He Daqing's eyes dropped. After all, it was his fault, so he couldn't blame others. He no longer had the momentum he had just now.

Sha Zhu stepped forward and helped up Auntie. Over the years, Auntie had taken care of them from head to toe, from food to clothing.

He has to accept this favor.

"Auntie, I, He Yuzhu, want to say this in front of everyone: My sister and I have seen and remembered all the kindness you have shown us. Don't worry, I will take care of you in your old age."

An old lady clutched the pillar's hand, tears streaming down her face.

Sha Zhu looked at Yi Zhonghai with disdain on his face: "Yi Zhonghai, everyone in the neighborhood knows what kind of person Auntie is. You don't need to push the responsibility onto Auntie. Yu Shui and I will not pursue this matter today. Let's end it here."

The old man looked up in surprise.

"But I tell you, from now on, we are no longer connected!" Sha Zhu said in a firm tone.

The old man was stunned in the place. He couldn't believe his ears. He didn't think his plan would fail. The old man knew Sha Zhu too well. He was a good man.

As long as today's incident is over, they can find a chance to say a few nice words to each other in the future, and the two of them will be as close as father and son again.

But now that Shazhu has said this, there is no turning back...

Director Wang sighed. She had always had a problem with Yi Zhonghai. Today's events showed that Yi Zhonghai was the one who had the final say in this courtyard. He was the feudal patriarch. If he didn't cough to signal, no one would dare to applaud.

In addition, the He family incident made Director Wang even more disgusted with Yi Zhonghai.

She knocked on the table and said, "Since you, the parties involved, are not going to pursue the matter, let it go. However, Yi Zhonghai, you should stop being the manager.

Old Yan, you will be in charge of this yard from now on. Come to the street office for a meeting tomorrow."

Yan Bugui was overjoyed. Good news came from the delivery room: the baby was born.

Seeing this, Liu Haizhong approached Director Wang with a smile on his face and said, "Director, look at me..."

The smell of garlic in his mouth almost drove Director Wang away.

Director Wang said with disgust: "You? What the hell are you looking at? Just stay still, you're everywhere!"

Liu Haizhong was stunned, not knowing how he had offended Director Wang.

When the people in the courtyard saw his silly look, they burst into laughter...

. . . . .

In the main hall of Shazhu's house, there was a square table with a plate of scrambled eggs with green peppers, a plate of smashed cucumbers, a large bowl of tomato and egg soup, and a basket of steamed buns made of white flour.

Sha Zhu ate voraciously, while He Daqing drank a little wine with Yu Shui nestled in his arms.

Qin Dabao was also sitting on one side, he was also quite curious.

He Daqing took a bite of the steamed bun his daughter handed him and sighed: "I never thought Yi Zhonghai was such a heartless person."

He turned to look at Qin Dabao: "Your father and I have known each other for more than forty years..."

Qin Dabao was afraid that He Daqing would bring up the topic again, so he quickly changed the subject: "Uncle He, why did you go to Baoding in the first place? Don't say it was for love or anything like that, we won't believe it even if you tell us."

After hearing this, Sha Zhu also put down his chopsticks and looked at his father intently.

Speaking of love, that is something that only literati and poets play with. The moon is above the treetops, and people make appointments after dusk. Who wishes to win the heart of one person and stay together until old age?

You, He Daqing, are just a cook who can't even read or write. Yet, you abandon your children for an old woman with sagging breasts who has given birth to two children. You throw yourself into the fire of love and raise someone else's child?

Who can believe this?