The Dream Fulfillment Master in the Courtyard

Back in the side room, Shen Zhiyu poked the stove and reignited the coal briquettes.

As the stove slowly heated up, the chill in the room was gradually dispelled.

Shen Zhiyu took the kettle and went outside to get water.

Qin Huairu was still washing clothes, her eyes were red from the cold, and her face was also rosy, making her look rather alluring.

"Comrade Shen, would you like some water?"

Qin Huairu smiled and glanced at Shen Zhiyu.

Shen Zhiyu nodded in response.

After all, he was a single man, and it wasn't appropriate for him to talk too much with Qin Huairu, his beautiful young wife.

Who knows if Jia Zhangshi is hiding behind the door or the curtains again, watching?

Once the kettle was almost full, Shen Zhiyu carried it back into the house.

The kettle was placed on the stove, and Shen Zhiyu sat beside it, lost in thought.

What a boring era!

Shen Zhiyu misses the era when she could use her phone, but she'll have to wait decades!

He is now in his early twenties, and it is now 1959!

It will take at least fifty years!

He was already seventy years old at that time!

"Life really is unpredictable, like a large intestine wrapped around a small intestine!"

Shen Zhiyu sighed, looked at the kettle that was starting to steam, and went to find a large porcelain jar to make herself a cup of tea.

The tea was what he bought at the supply and marketing cooperative just now.

Believe it or not, in this day and age, tea is still a high-end product, and the price is by no means cheap.

In the end, Shen Zhiyu only bought some scraps.

But there is no denying that the tea at this time has a truly pure and authentic flavor.

As boiling water was poured in, a tea aroma slowly filled the air.

Shen Zhiyu was enjoying the aroma. If she added some flavoring and milk to make a milk tea, wow, that would be real enjoyment.

But for now, I'm content with just a cup of tea!

As the tea cooled down, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Who is it?

At this moment, Shen Zhiyu really didn't know who would come looking for him.

When Shen Zhiyu opened the door and saw Qin Huairu standing there, he was genuinely surprised. He didn't understand why Qin Huairu had come all this way to find him.

"Qin Huairu? Is something the matter?"

"Comrade Shen, may I come in and talk?"

Qin Huairu rubbed her hands together; her fair hands were still red, a result of the cold water she had just used to wash clothes.

"Please come in!"

Shen Zhiyu stepped aside and invited Qin Huairu inside.

However, the door was not closed, but the curtain was still hanging, blocking most of the cold from outside.

"Speak, what is it?"

"Comrade Shen, I just want to ask if there's any way to change my household registration from rural to non-agricultural. You know, only Dongxu in our family earns a salary, and he has a fixed allowance. My mother-in-law, my son, and I all have rural household registrations. Life is really hard for our family!"

"Did your mother-in-law send you?"

Shen Zhiyu looked at Qin Huairu with a somewhat cold expression.

He wondered if Jia Zhangshi had some kind of mental illness.

She had just plotted against him with Jia Dongxu, who even tried to knock her out with a stick. As a result, she was taught a lesson by him. How could Jia Zhangshi still have the nerve to send Qin Huairu to find her? What was she thinking?

It can only be said that Shen Zhiyu completely misunderstands Jia Zhangshi.

Jia Zhangshi's ideas were quite unconventional.

She hoped that through these frequent contacts, the feud between the two families could gradually fade away.

Jia Zhangshi did not expect Shen Zhiyu to help solve this problem. When she was able to apply for urban household registration, she was reluctant to give up the land in the village.

Now that the land has become collective, if you want to get a share of grain, you have to work in the fields. At the end of the year, you get a share of grain and money based on your work points. But how could she possibly go back to the village to farm?

As for Qin Huairu, if she goes back to the village, who will take care of this family's food, drink, and daily needs?

As a result, all the pressure fell on Jia Dongxu!

Jia Dongxu was also filial; whatever his mother said went. If he said no, Jia Zhangshi would cry and lament how difficult it was for her to run the household as a widow.

After only a few visits, Jia Dongxu was completely under Jia Zhangshi's control.

Just like the "kicking the cat" effect, Jia Zhangshi controls Jia Dongxu, and Jia Dongxu controls Qin Huairu.

Then, Jia Dongxu took on the pressure of earning money to support the family, while Qin Huairu took on the pressure of all the household chores.

Madam Jia Zhang became the Empress Dowager of the Jia family!

As for the stick-shaped pun?

As the only son of the Jia family now, he enjoys the treatment of a prince!

Even Jia Dongxu, if he wanted to discipline Bang Geng, had to consider Jia Zhangshi's expression.

In fact, there are many families in Beijing with similar circumstances to the Jia family.

Men feel very tired, and women feel very tired too.

Only the elderly, high and mighty, enjoy life and always talk about how things were back in the day...

"Comrade Shen, I know that my mother-in-law and my son Dongxu were wrong about what happened before, but, but..."

Qin Huairu really wanted to come up with a reason to get Shen Zhiyu's help, but alas, she couldn't think of one.

She cooked for Shen Zhiyu, did housework, and washed her clothes, all for the money.

Although they didn't get the money in the end, they did eat some of Shen Zhiyu's food.

In truth, they didn't suffer any losses.

"Qin Huairu, tell me, you're so concerned about the Jia family's affairs. How do you think Jia Zhangshi and Jia Dongxu treat you? Do they consider you family?"

As Shen Zhiyu watched Qin Huairu's beautiful face slowly return to normal, he suddenly walked to her side and reached out to pinch her round chin.

"Tell me, what do you think Jia Zhangshi will think, that you've been in the same room with me for so long?"

"what!"

Qin Huairu was startled and stepped back.

Shen Zhiyu rolled her eyes and said, "If you want to change your household registration to an urban one, just find a job!"

"Such a simple matter, and your mother-in-law sent you to ask me? What is she thinking?"

"By the way, finding a regular job these days isn't too difficult; it only costs a few hundred yuan!"

"Go back and ask Jia Zhangshi if she's willing to pay this money."

"Once you have a job, your family will be dual-income households, and you'll have a fixed quota for corn stalks. Then, your Jia family will have a very comfortable life!"

After Shen Zhiyu finished speaking, she pointed to the door and said, "Remember to close the door for me!"

Qin Huairu glanced at Shen Zhiyu and quickly walked out.

She was genuinely a little afraid of Shen Zhiyu.

Ever since he recovered from his mental disability, the way he looks at her has become very strange.

Shen Zhiyu didn't care what Qin Huairu was thinking. He just wanted to know if Jia Zhangshi would be willing to take out the money, and if Jia Dongxu would do anything about it.

The Jia family is quite interesting!

The family of three is full of cunning and scheming.

This courtyard house at number 95 is actually quite interesting; it can add some enjoyment to life when you have nothing else to do. But this kind of enjoyment is best enjoyed occasionally; too much of it becomes less pleasant!

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After returning to the Jia family home, Qin Huairu relayed Shen Zhiyu's words to Jia Zhangshi, then whispered, "Mom, I think Comrade Shen is right. If I have a job, our family will be dual-income households, and we'll have a fixed quota for corn. Our lives will be much better from now on!"