Silly Zhu's Moving: The Old Neighbor's Nightmare

Xu Damao became anxious immediately upon hearing that he was going to be called "Silly Mao" in public.

He worried that if the nickname spread, he would be seen as a fool.

How will he maintain his dignity in front of girls and female classmates after that? Won't the neighbors despise him even more?

He quickly objected, "No, you can't call me that, you silly Zhu."

Pillar, Brother Pillar, I promise I won't call you by your nickname anymore, okay?

Please don't call me "Silly Mao" in front of others, it sounds awful.

You don't know, ever since Jia Dongxu got married, the whole hospital has been talking about having diarrhea, and people are still pointing fingers at us.

My classmates even made fun of me. Luckily you were fortunate enough not to attend the wedding, otherwise you would have been in trouble too.

Plus, your dad's already famous for running off with someone. If you come to the wedding and get diarrhea, your nickname "Silly Zhu" will definitely be known throughout Nanluoguxiang.

After saying that, he chuckled self-deprecatingly, "It's a good thing you didn't come; you have no idea how spectacular the scene was."

Dozens of people didn't even have time to take their pants off before they soiled themselves.

I was planning to go back to wash up and change my pants, but then I heard gunshots coming from the yard. Later, the police surrounded the yard, so I had to wait outside.

After finally getting cleaned up, I was ready to go home. But when I got there, my parents were cleaning the house. The house was a complete mess, and the tables, cabinets, and beds had all been moved.

My mother was crying as she told me that all our money had been stolen. The entire courtyard and backyard of our house had been ransacked.

It's been almost three months now, and my parents haven't given me a single penny of pocket money. You can imagine how miserable I am.

Xu Damao took a sip of tea and continued, "You have no idea how I've gotten through these past two months."

Before, I could eat meat every few days at home, or ask my dad for some money to go out for breakfast, buy a big meat bun, and eat fried liver. How carefree I was!

Now, we eat cornbread every day at home, the kind that's so tough it hurts my throat; I can hardly swallow it. Thank goodness you and your sister moved away.

Otherwise, if your dad runs away with someone and your house is completely ransacked, neither you nor your sister will be able to survive.

Sha Zhu secretly rejoiced as he listened to Xu Damao's complaints, thinking: If you knew it was me who did this, you would probably have come to settle accounts with me long ago, and that hatred would be hard to dispel.

After Xu Damao finished speaking, Shazhu quickly took out some jujube cakes and donkey rolls from the cabinet, put them on the table, and invited Xu Damao to eat.

"Da Mao, eat quickly. My master bought these especially for me because he knew I was moving back home."

I wouldn't even eat it myself, but seeing how pitiful you are, I'll reluctantly give it to you to try.

As Sha Zhu spoke, he pretended to look distressed, but in reality, he was secretly delighted.

Xu Damao paid no attention to Sha Zhu's expression, picked up the pastries on the table, and began to eat them in large mouthfuls while drinking tea.

He mumbled incoherently, "Brother Zhu, you're really kind of me. I haven't had a proper meal in months."

Your sister, Yushui, needs a good talking-to. She hasn't remembered the treats I used to bring her after just two months apart; she's getting more and more stingy.

While eating, Xu Damao complained about Sha Zhu's sister, Yu Shui, while Sha Zhu watched him eat and secretly found it amusing.

Xu Damao quickly devoured all the pastries on the table, and after finishing, he exclaimed, "Shazhu, is that all? Give me two more pieces, I couldn't even taste anything."

As Sha Zhu watched Xu Damao finish eating, his old problem resurfaced; he thought the guy was truly ungrateful, and his face darkened.

He said, "Silly Mao, do you think you're Pigsy from Journey to the West? This isn't a ginseng fruit that's gone in one bite."

I gave you all the pastries I wouldn't even eat myself, how can you be so ungrateful? We just agreed that you wouldn't call me by my nickname anymore.

"You just finished my pastries, and you're back to your old habits. Go check in the cupboard yourself. If I still have one left, you'll look down on me and don't come looking for me again."

Xu Damao realized he had made another slip of the tongue and quickly apologized: "Brother Zhu, don't be angry! I was wrong just now. I just got used to calling him that and didn't realize it."

I apologize, isn't that enough? Don't worry, I won't shout it again. I admit my mistake, I accept the punishment.

Seeing Xu Damao's sincere apology, Shazhu said with a dark face, "Damao, I'm starting to doubt you a little."

A leopard can't change its spots. Call me whatever you want from now on. Anyway, if you call me Silly Zhu, I'll call you Silly Mao in front of others.

Although Sha Zhu verbally expressed his dissatisfaction with Xu Damao's way of addressing him, he genuinely hoped that Xu Damao could change this habit.

He didn't want the two of them to fight endlessly like in the TV dramas and novels he had watched before he transmigrated.

Looking back, Sha Zhu and Sha Mao (Xu Damao) always couldn't stand each other.

Living in the same courtyard and instigated by those "old beasts," the two often tripped each other up.

But things are different now. Sha-zhu has moved out, and both of them are still young, so there's a lot of room for change.

Sha Zhu didn't want Xu Damao to cause him trouble for no reason again in the future.

Especially considering that Xu Damao will be working in a steel rolling mill in the future, how can they live a comfortable life if the two of them continue to fight in the factory?

We can't really make Xu Damao disappear, can we? Although Sha Zhu doesn't hate Xu Damao that much, it's still very necessary to teach the kid a lesson.

Seeing that Sha Zhu seemed to be really angry, Xu Damao quickly stood up, patted his chest, and assured him, "Brother Zhu, don't worry, I really won't call him that anymore."

If, if I accidentally call you by your nickname again, then you, you call me by my nickname too. I call you by your nickname once, and you call me "Silly Mao" three times in front of others, okay?

Seeing this, Sha Zhu curled his lip and said, "Fine, I'll let you off this time."

I'll be back later. My master and mistress had lunch at my house today, and there's still a piece of meat they haven't eaten yet. I'll stir-fry some twice-cooked pork for you. You can go back after you finish eating.

"Come, sit down. Tell me, how's things in the yard lately? Weren't the middle and back yards completely ransacked by thieves? Are you all doing any better now? I heard the front yard wasn't robbed. Does the front yard just watch over your middle and back yards without doing anything?"

As Sha Zhu spoke, he poured Xu Damao a cup of tea and gestured for him to sit down.

He was already hatching a plan in his mind, wanting to use the conflicts in the courtyard to stir up some trouble.

But he knew he needed to extract some information from Xu Damao first, to see how far the conflict had developed, before he could add fuel to the fire.

After sitting down, Xu Damao began to recount in detail the recent situation in the courtyard.

While listening, Sha Zhu was secretly plotting how to exploit these conflicts.

He thought to himself, "As expected, those 'beasts' in the yard are no peaceful bunch. They can't live in peace unless they stir up some trouble."

So, Sha Zhu began to subtly guide Xu Damao's conversation.

Xu Damao talked on and on about what was happening in the courtyard, taking sips of tea whenever he was thirsty.

He said excitedly, "You have no idea, Yan Bugui is just a nobody, yet he calls himself a 'manager'? What a load of rubbish!"

The Qiangzi family of four in the front yard were almost bullied to death by Jia Zhangshi and Yi Zhonghai's family in the middle yard, and Yan Bugui didn't dare to utter a single word.

Qiangzi's wife went to Yan Bugui to reason with him, but Yan Bugui, seeing that there was no benefit to be gained and not wanting to get involved, said that since they hadn't caught him in the act and there was no evidence, he would leave it at that.

I think Yan Laokou is just afraid to take the lead; he'll hide away when everyone comes to him for money.