Chapter 12 The Scoundrel He Yuzhu

call me Silly Zhu. I heard people say that your family's Guangtian is called Little Monk outside. Then from now on, I'll call you Second Master Fangzhang, and Second Madam, you also have a share, cal...Lou Xiaogua wasn't usually this unrestrained, but she had drunk a lot of alcohol and her mood was fluctuating. Plus, she thought Silly Zhu looked particularly good-looking today. Halfheartedly, she admitted to it without saying a word.

What she didn't expect was that some things couldn't be kept silent just by wanting to.

This damn Xu Damao, living a life of luxury and good food every day, turning out to be nothing but a phony

He Yuzhu in his past life was a master of theoretical knowledge but lacked practical experience. Now, having accidentally opened the door to this new world and tasted its sweetness, he craved more.

Lou Xiaoe couldn't take it anymore, she shoved his chest and whispered in a low voice, "It's getting late. If the old lady comes back, she'll find us making fools of ourselves!"

He Yuzhu also knows that too much of a good thing is not good. He reached out and tidied up Lou Xia e's somewhat messy ponytail, smiling and nodding: "Good, there will be plenty of time in the future. Let's find another time to have a good talk!"

Lou Xia'e blushed, burying her face in the blanket while still managing to pinch him hard on the waist: "You rascal!"

He Yuzhu was overjoyed, after uncovering his clothes and giving her a kiss on her soft lips, he said, "This is my first time, I was a bit reckless, and I'm really sorry."

Lou Xiaoe was feeling a little flustered by his teasing, but she was also afraid that if she got caught up in it any longer, things would become awkward when Old Lady Lu came back. She could only nod and say, "Go, go, go! You better hurry and figure out how to get out of here!"

Seeing He Yuzhu motionless, he instead stretched out a hand towards her. Lou Xiaoxiao was a little stunned: "What are you doing"

"Lend me ten dollars. Tomorrow morning, you look after yourself. I, He Yuzhu, am not a man who shirks responsibility. But before that, I have to make you understand what kind of person you've married!"

It was agreed that the wool comes from the sheep, so this money ultimately has to be made up by Xu Damao's wages!

Lou Xiao'e pouted: "You really are something!"

He Yuzhu said sarcastically: "Can you do it or not Don't you know yourself better than anyone else"

The young woman's face immediately flushed with two crimson clouds. She muttered in a low voice, "Damn you! Filthy wretch!"

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He Yuzhu quietly climbed out of the house, walked to the moon gate, saw that there were not many people moving in the middle courtyard, so he slipped back into his own room, reached for a match and lit the kerosene lamp on the table.

It's not that there are no electric lights in the house, but these days ordinary people are used to using this object at hand. He Yuzhu is also following the original owner's habit in this regard.

Moreover, with the current power shortage in cities, not only ordinary people in Beijing but also state-owned and public institutions face frequent power outages throughout the year.

Actually, this kerosene lamp is nothing special; it's just what people nowadays call a kerosene lamp.

Take a small bowl, put a wick made of cotton yarn inside, soak it in oil until most of it is submerged, pick out the tip of the wick to the outside, light it up and it will give off a tiny bit of light. After it dims, you have to use small twigs or a pin to lift the wick back up. This kind of lamp is what people often refer to as "a single candle like a bean" .

As for why kerosene lamps are called "Western oil lamps," there's a reason for that. Back then, domestic kerosene production couldn't be self-sufficient. Most of it had to rely on imports from foreigners, so everyone called it a "Western oil lamp."

Similarly, matches are called "firecrackers," nails are called "iron nails," soap is called "soda," shovels are called "foreign spades," and cement is called "cement plaster." Even the expensive novelty dolls sold in department stores have to be called "dolls."

He Yuzhu recalled carefully and found that a large part of the terms used here were still in use until the early 21st century. The connotations behind them still reflected the history of China, which was unable to be self-sufficient and was subject to constraints everywhere. Thinking about this, he couldn't help but feel a surge of emotions. The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard!

He was deep in thought when suddenly he heard two knocks on the door from outside: "Shazhu, Shazhu! Are you home"

He Yuzhu smacked his lips twice, "Well now, how did this paragon of virtue end up here"

"Hey! What's up, big shot"

Yi Zhonghai also saw that Silly Zhu's house had lights on, which confirmed that this person was indeed back: "Where did you go"

He Yuzhu curled his lips: "Don't mention it, we can't see eye to eye. I had a fight with Lou Xiaogua earlier, and I haven't calmed down yet, so I went for a walk outside. Look, she pinched me purple on my arm. Today, I finally understand what it means to be a good man and not fight with women."

Yi Zhonghai said with a frown: "What are you making a fuss about Why are you arguing with her for no reason"

He Yuzhu was too lazy to explain to him, and didn't say a word, afraid that if he slipped up, he would get sidetracked with the deaf old woman and Lou Xiaoxiao's gossip.

Looking at his lazy demeanor, Yi Zhonghai felt that his tone had been a bit too harsh. He softened his expression, put on an elder's posture, and said in a serious tone: "Alright, these are minor matters. I'm asking you, did you have another argument with Qin Huairu today"

He Yuzhu raised an eyebrow: "Did Qin Jie pass a message to you"

Yi Zhonghai frowned and said, "Is that really the case Silly Zhu, are you really heartless to watch Qin Huaiyu's family starve and freeze"

He Yuzhu nodded: "That's the plan."

"Hearing this, Yi Zhonghai's face turned red and veins started popping out on his forehead: "What are you talking about We've been neighbors for years! It's normal to help each other when there's trouble."

That's just moral blackmail, isn't it Who doesn't do that

He Yuzhu sighed and said, "Doesn't this courtyard house have more than just me living in it Big brother, think about it yourself. From the time Jia Dongxu had his accident to now, who has been more dedicated to the affairs of the Jia family than me"

"I won't even mention those who acted so friendly with their family in the past and now pretend to be deaf and dumb. Just because I stood up for Qin Huaiyu, that son of a gun Xu Damao set me up today, causing me financial loss and making me feel utterly humiliated. Who can I possibly reason with about this"

Yi Zhonghai's face flushed red, but because he didn't think of himself as an old bastard, he didn't feel that Sha Zhu was implying anything about him.

He gave a light cough and said, "I've heard about this. At worst, we can hold a meeting in the entire hospital to criticize him."

He Yuzhu waved his hand: "No way, this kid still wants me to pay him ten yuan!"

Yi Zhonghai, who had just been secretly ridiculed for a while, touched his nose and said in a low voice: "I'll pay for this money, but you can't just sit idly by Qin Huaiyu's side!"

Even though you're Jia Dongxu's master, it's not right to always let Silly Zhu take the lead!

He Yuzhu didn't expect there was a chance to make extra money here. He gave a thumbs-up and said, "You are the one who convinced me! If anyone else had come, I wouldn't have swallowed my pride!"

Money definitely has to be collected, as for Qin Huaiyu's side, she still needs to be kept at a distance. This widow is restless and if she's not properly disciplined, she might still be scheming ways to control me! come, and accounts will be settled just the same! Don't think you can jump around for much longer. I'll definitely settle this score with you! Let me make it clear here, our factory doesn't only have...