Transmigrating Through the Heavens: Starting with the Silly Pillar of the Courtyard

"Zhu Zi, Uncle Xu is treating us today, let's have a drink together."

"Okay, I'll be there in a bit."

Xu Fugui took Xu Damao back to prepare. This guy was indeed shrewd. Regardless of whether he would need him in the future, he wanted to do him a favor first.

When Yan Bugui heard Xu Fugui say that, he also wanted to go and have a good meal.

To put it another way, Yan Bugui squandered his potential, always getting caught up in petty squabbles over trivial gains.

Yan Bugui went to the backyard, and no one knows what he said, but he came back cursing.

He Yuzhu went home, took out a plate of braised beef and a plate of braised pig liver, and went to the backyard.

He Yushui has other delicious food here, and the little girl is enjoying it all by herself at home.

He Yushui now knows how to hide her family's secrets and resolutely refuses to reveal what her family eats when she goes out.

Because He Yuzhu often told her that if others found out what she ate at home, they would take everything away from her.

He Yushui is very protective of her food; she won't let anyone else take it away from her.

This habit also meant that He Yuzhu didn't have to worry about his secret being discovered. Otherwise, if everyone knew that he could eat vegetables, tomatoes, and cucumbers even in the dead of winter, it would be a big problem.

In fact, greenhouse technology already exists in the suburbs of Beijing, but the output is low. He Yuzhu certainly doesn't meet the required level, so there are many things he needs to be careful about.

"Zhu Zi, you always bring something with you every time you come to Uncle Xu's place."

"It's okay, let's relax."

Xu Damao ignored it and picked up a piece of braised beef with his chopsticks.

"Delicious, silly, um, Zhu Zi, did you add the seasonings yourself to this braised beef?"

"Sure, the taste is alright, isn't it?"

Xu Damao gave a thumbs-up in approval.

Xu Fugui also tried the braised beef, and it was indeed tastier than what they had bought.

He Yuzhu stayed with Xu Fugui, while Xu Damao drank and chatted in the backyard.

Regarding his relationship with the Xu family, He Yuzhu maintained a balance of not being overly close nor offending them.

As long as they don't act recklessly, He Yuzhu promises not to fire the first shot. Otherwise, if it's time to strike, He Yuzhu won't hesitate.

You can't completely negate everyone in a courtyard house, but at least moral standards have to be compromised here.

He Yuzhu, Xu Fugui, and Xu Damao were drinking at home, while the others were also preoccupied with their own thoughts.

In the middle and front courtyards, everyone was talking about the news that He Yuzhu was now earning 800,000 yuan a month.

This news is so explosive that it will shock all the birds in the courtyard for days.

Now, He Yuzhu's salary of 800,000 yuan is already quite impressive in the eyes of the other residents of the courtyard.

In the story, Yi Zhonghai has been classified as an eighth-grade worker in the steel rolling mill, earning a salary of ninety-nine yuan, which represents his status and prestige. Many people hope to be wealthy themselves, and if they cannot achieve it, they hope that their friends can.

This is a very complex psychological process, but it doesn't stop them from hating you for being richer than them.

Now, He Yuzhu is like that; at least when the birds in the courtyard encounter difficulties, they will think of He Yuzhu first.

This is the most genuine human thought: in a communal society, if one person is particularly wealthy, everyone will unconsciously gravitate towards him.

Not everyone will try to take advantage of you; at least when they encounter difficulties, they will feel like they have someone to rely on.

Of course, they also participate when given the opportunity to slander you. This doesn't seem to contradict the fact that they put on a fawning smile when they see you.

Qin Huairu sat there with a dazed look in her eyes for half a day.

Although I already knew He Yuzhu was capable, none of these experiences have been as shocking as what happened today.

Jia Dongxu studied fitter work under Yi Zhonghai for more than three years, and now earns a monthly salary of 300,000 yuan as a junior worker.

It's unclear how many years it will take Jia Dongxu to reach the intermediate level, but He Yuzhu, at only eighteen years old, has already surpassed the path taken by others by many years.

Even if He Yuzhu's salary doesn't increase in the future, 800,000 yuan is enough for him to live a life of luxury every month.

Qin Huairu couldn't even imagine what He Yuzhu's daily life was like now.

Jia Dongxu now earns a salary of 300,000 yuan, which Jia Zhangshi takes all of, and gives Qin Huairu 150,000 yuan to cover the family's monthly expenses.

Of the remaining 150,000, 50,000 was given to Jia Dongxu as lunch money at the steel rolling mill, and the remaining 100,000 was saved by Jia Zhangshi as her retirement money.

Anyway, Qin Huairu is already struggling to make ends meet every month. It's really not easy to spend 150,000 yuan to feed a family of three for a month.

If you only eat whole grains, that's barely enough.

The key issue is that Jia Zhangshi and Jia Dongxu still crave meat from time to time. They seem to think that by giving Qin Huairu 150,000 yuan for household expenses, they can save a lot of money by not eating meat for a week.

Qin Huairu has over a million yuan in private savings, but she dares not reveal any of it; it's her money.

In the story, Jia Zhangshi and Qin Huairu have a peculiar understanding: their own money is different from the money in their family.

Once the money is in your pocket, you won't give up a single penny, even if you starve to death.

Both of these widows were born under the Pixiu sign, which only takes in and never gives out.

The main point is that I can endure hardship with you, but you can't touch my secret stash of money.

Later, a joke went viral: "I have 300,000 yuan in my pocket, but I'm willing to work hard with you to pay off 100,000 yuan of debt."

"Snap"

"What are you doing acting so provocative again, Qin Huairu? Let me tell you, if you dare to do anything to betray me, I'll beat you to death."

Qin Huairu was jolted awake by Jia Dongxu's slap and realized that she had been in a daze for a long time.

Jia Dongxu now treats Qin Huairu with nothing but beatings and scolding, showing absolutely no mercy.

On the contrary, Jia Zhangshi felt that this was what a man should do.

Just like when she was young, when Old Jia got angry, Jia Zhangshi's legs would tremble.

Previously, Madam Jia Zhang looked down on her son for not having authority over women, but now that she saw her son finally able to establish his authority, she was overjoyed.

She believed that since her son was a man, women should be afraid of him. That's what a real man should be like; women shouldn't be allowed to run rampant.

"I'm going to buy some meat tomorrow; I want to eat braised pork."

After beating Qin Huairu, Jia Dongxu made his demands.

Qin Huairu looked at Jia Dongxu with a wronged expression.

"I only have 30,000 yuan left in my pocket, and there are still ten days until payday."

"Have you been hiding money? Let me tell you, Qin Huairu, if you dare to hide any money from me, I will definitely not let you off the hook."

"Mom, you only give me 150,000 yuan a month. There are three of us eating, where would I get money to hide away?"

"Snap"

Jia Zhangshi slapped Qin Huairu across the face, leaving a clear handprint instantly.

"Dare to talk back? I said you hid it, and that's it. Isn't 150,000 enough? If not, go find your own way out."

Jia Zhangshi resolutely refused to admit that she had given too little money, as she did not want her son to think that she had left him too much for his retirement.

Qin Huairu didn't say anything, just kept her head down and silently shed tears.

Jia Zhangshi pursed her lips; that little vixen was putting on a pitiful act again.

Although Jia Dongxu was much tougher on Qin Huairu, he still felt a pang of heartache when he saw her in tears.

The key point is that he also knows that 150,000 is not a lot; currently, the minimum living allowance for individuals in Beijing is only 50,000.

The three of them, with a combined income of 150,000 yuan, are living on the poverty line, which is indeed very tight. Especially Jia Zhangshi and Jia Dongxu, both of whom have particularly large appetites and need to eat meat at least once a week.

"Mom, how about you give Huairu tens of thousands of yuan more each month from now on?"

"Impossible, Dongxu, that vixen must have stolen some money. You can't take my retirement money; I'm saving it for my eldest grandson."

Seeing his mother like this, Jia Dongxu decided to let it go.

The fact that he had a change of heart and said something fair was already a great favor to Qin Huairu. Now that his mother disagreed, it was none of his business.

Jia Dongxu can easily shift the blame onto others, claiming that he himself is not at fault.

Qin Huairu hated this weak and incompetent man to death. If she could, she would wish for Jia Zhangshi and Jia Dongxu to die immediately.

She can take over the job then, and the house will be hers too—it couldn't be more wonderful.

While they were sleeping at night, Jia Dongxu came over and started tugging at Qin Huairu. Having married such a beautiful wife, a man naturally wouldn't let her be idle.

Qin Huairu turned her back and pretended to be asleep, so Jia Dongxu prepared to forcibly remove her clothes.

Since she's his wife, he can't possibly make himself suffer.

Jia Zhangshi started coughing violently on the other side of the bed; she didn't want her son to do this every day.

Basically, Jia Zhangshi would only pretend to be asleep once a week to let them do it.

In Jia Zhangshi's heart, this kind of thing was too harmful to a man's health. Especially after Old Jia died, Jia Zhangshi felt extremely regretful, thinking that she had been too greedy and had caused Old Jia's death.

When it came to her son, she wouldn't let him make the same mistake. She was already a widow; she couldn't let her son suffer the same fate.

Although sometimes when she gets anxious, she will call Lao Jia to come up and take people away, but now she's not anxious, is she?

Jia Dongxu lay helplessly on the bed, his initial enthusiasm completely worn away.

He is feeling lost. He has a loving mother and a beautiful and virtuous wife, but he just can't feel happy.

Qin Huairu's suspicions didn't bother him for long, and his relationship with Yi Zhonghai had improved considerably. After all, she was his master, and he had to work with Yi Zhonghai every day.

Even though Yi Zhonghai had a bad reputation at the steel rolling mill, Jia Dongxu couldn't leave him. Mainly, Jia Dongxu himself didn't want to leave Yi Zhonghai; he could only get his 300,000 yuan salary through Yi Zhonghai.

Otherwise, with his limited skills, the workshop director would have already relegated him to the apprentice group.

The next morning, Qin Huairu got up and went to the toilet.

As soon as she got to the restroom, the smell made her gag. Qin Huairu vomited and vomited by herself.

Then several women in the courtyard looked at her, and someone immediately spoke up.

"Huai Ru, are you pregnant?"

"Oh, I don't know!"

Qin Huairu was completely bewildered, then realized that she hadn't had her period for a while. It was only then that she belatedly discovered she was pregnant, and whether this was good news or bad news was hard to say.

Soon everyone in the courtyard knew that Qin Huairu was pregnant, and Jia Zhangshi proudly announced that her eldest grandson was about to be born.

Jia Dongxu also changed his usual gloomy demeanor, feeling that he was about to become a father.