Generous.

Where to start?

That is to say, Yi Zhonghai doesn't know what Auntie is thinking. If he knew, he would definitely despise her very much. Half a bag of whole grains can make Jia Zhang family sleep with her, even Qin Huairu.

He has also had a taste of it.

Not a loss.

"Not going."

Yi Zhonghai feels sorry for money.

Naturally, He Yuzhu would not ask for trouble. If the old man Yi did not have any coins in his pocket, he might have to pay him in advance in the end. But the old man Yi never said he would pay him back.

"Master, then you should lie down for a while."

He Yuzhu helped old man Yi lie on the bedside.

Open the door curtain.

Leave quietly.

Leave enough private space for the old couple. At this time, they need to be taken good care of by the aunt. He is a rough guy and doesn't know how to take care of others, but he is a good cook.

Inside the house.

It was quiet.

The aunt doesn’t know how to persuade.

"He Yuzhu, you didn't tell the truth." Yi Zhonghai struggled against the pillow and looked at his back outside the window with dissatisfaction. He must know this brat.

"Not that much."

The aunt looked at the suspicious old man Yi.

I don’t know how to persuade.

Where is the high moral character?

It’s more sanctimonious.

How could she not be clear about some of the things she has done over the years as her pillow partner?

It's just that he doesn't want to expose his image.

"You don't understand this."

"I just saw this silly Zhu's eyes flickering a little, obviously avoiding my question. Then he left."

Yi Zhonghai explained.

"So what."

Got it.

"Can you still settle the score with Silly Zhu? He didn't do it."

Auntie, go away.

He came to the kitchen, rolled up his sleeves, picked up a lint-free towel, dipped it in hot water, washed it, sat next to Old Man Yi, and wiped the blood on his head.

There are some things.

She was so happy that she was confused.

"Same."

Yi Zhonghai laughed at himself.

What can we do?

Looking out the window.

He wanted to see who would walk in. If he came back late, he might be the murderer who threw the bricks.

He's not sure either.

As for the stick stalks.

He has long forgotten it.

The day before yesterday.

When he was walking outside, he also saw Bangge carrying a sack on his back at the entrance of the alley, walking through the streets. He looked like he was picking up scraps. This man was a bit shameful.

I didn’t come here to pick up scraps.

That’s it.

It can only be said that Yi Zhonghai made a miscalculation. He has not come to this point yet. What does he mean by not coming to pick up scraps?

When he is here.

Old man Yi is not sitting at the entrance of the alley.

Boom!

He Yuzhu knocked on Jia’s door.

"Stop knocking."

Mrs. Jia Zhang, who was a little upset, walked to the door and looked at He Yuzhu, but she couldn't just drive away. After all, this house was sold because of Qin Huairu's instigation.

Now there is not even a place to stay.

If she is not letting He Yuzhu in today.

They were also afraid that He Yuzhu would stay away from their home.

After all, this is the only life-saving straw.

The family’s fortune was also emptied.

You still have to eat.

"Aunt Zhang, is Qin Huairu feeling better?" Looking at Jia Zhang at the door, He Yuzhu smiled and walked into the house.

"Much better."

Mrs. Jia Zhang walked directly into her bedroom.

I regret it.

Xu Dongqing, such a good person, fell out with her and Banggan. The current total net worth of He Yuzhu is still much lower than that of Xu Dongqing.

Smile lightly.

He Yuzhu pushed open Qin Huairu's bedroom.

"My eyes are swollen from crying."

He Yuzhu looked at Qin Huairu with distress, getting thinner and thinner day by day. This girl has not eaten or drank for three days, which is also a kind of suffering.

"It's okay."

Qin Huairu simply responded.

"Just now, I saw a great joke."

He Yuzhu held Qin Huairu's thin fingers and said distressedly.

"How is he?"

Qin Huairu cheered up, sat up, and looked into He Yuzhu's eyes.

"Not good."

"But Bangge knows how to make a living by picking up scraps to earn a living." He Yuzhu quickly explained.

This Qin Huairu may not look like a weak woman, but her hands are not weak at all. On the contrary, they are very big, and it hurts to squeeze her hands.

"That's fine."

Qin Huairu breathed a sigh of relief.

"However, just now he threw a brick into the courtyard. Fortunately, it was a small brick and the eaves were relatively low. It hit Old Man Yi's head, which caused a little blood. If it was a lot, he might just prepare for the funeral."

He Yuzhu has lingering fears.

What if it really comes to this?

BangGeng may not be much better.

"This child."

Qin Huairu smiled bitterly: "Don't you dare tell me, if something happens, Bangge will really suffer."

"How dare I say that."

Seeing that Qin Huairu was energetic, He Yuzhu didn't worry about this matter and said quickly: "What do you want to eat for lunch? I will replenish your body."

"Whatever."
To be continued...