Siheyuan: Shazhu's Leisurely Life

Chapter 31 Girl
Upon hearing what He Yuzhu said, Jia Zhang's expression darkened visibly: "You kid, if you don't want to lend it, then don't lend it. What nonsense are you talking about? The pension is for my retirement. Can I just take it out and spend it casually? You really care about it. Well, if you don't want to lend it, then don't make sarcastic remarks here."

Obviously, He Yuzhu's words directly touched a nerve in Jia Zhangshi, and she didn't even want to continue arguing.

Seeing this, He Yuzhu snorted coldly, too lazy to pay any more attention to him, and pushed his bicycle home.

After Jia Dongxu died, the factory paid 800 yuan in pension. Considering the savings of the Jia family over the years, there must be at least 1,000 yuan. Even if there was a funeral last time, the Jia family would have at least 700 or 800 yuan in savings.

With this amount of money, plus Qin Huairu's monthly salary, it is absolutely impossible for her to suffer so quickly as Jia Zhang said.

According to He Yuzhu's understanding of Jia Zhangshi, the only possibility is that the old man has kept all the pension in his own hands. Qin Huairu, the daughter-in-law, has never handled this money, and now the monthly living expenses are all dependent on Qin Huairu's salary. In addition, the Jia family is not frugal in food and drink, and only wants to eat good food, so they can't live on it.

However, all this has nothing to do with him. He Yuzhu is not as stupid as his original self. If you are really in trouble and ask him for help with a sincere attitude, it is not impossible to lend him some food. But Jia Zhang's attitude, tone, and style of doing things clearly show that she treats others as enemies, and she treats you as a fool after eating your food. He Yuzhu refused without any psychological burden.

After returning home, He Yuzhu simply tidied up and took out the bag of rice and flour from the cupboard to prepare dinner.

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That night, He Yuzhu was lying on the bed, closing his eyes and preparing to fall asleep. But he heard rustling sounds coming from outside the house, and then he saw the crack in the door of Jia's house open, a ray of light shone out, and then there were footsteps...

He Yuzhu put his ear against the wall, and in this kind of building, he could hear the intermittent sound of a man and a woman talking outside.

After listening for a while, He Yuzhu couldn't help but look strange.

The two people who were talking sounded like the uncle and Qin Huairu. He Yuzhu could hear that Qin Huairu seemed to be choking up when she spoke, while the uncle gave Qin Huairu some food and said some comforting words.

After a while, the footsteps faded away, the Jia family's door was closed, and silence returned outside. Only He Yuzhu was lying on the bed, feeling a little speechless.

In the middle of the night, Qin Huairu was crying and taking food from the old man in the yard. Anyone with a little common sense could have guessed that this must have been Jia Zhang's idea.

Anyone would feel more sympathy for Qin Huairu, a pregnant widow, who was asked to play the victim. However, Qin Huairu had just lost her husband, and her family was not as poor as it would be later. She herself had not evolved into the complete form of Little White Lotus, so naturally she would not think of using this method.

This Jia Zhang is really a pious old woman.

He Yuzhu secretly slandered in his heart. She kept the hundreds of dollars of the family's pension and let her daughter-in-law go out to complain about her misery. It was a pity that this old woman could think of it.

However, what happened today also sounded a warning bell in He Yuzhu's heart. He really had to speed up the search for a wife. With Jia Zhang's current behavior, after exhausting the neighbors in the courtyard, there was a risk that she would target him sooner or later. If she didn't say anything herself, she would encourage Qin Huairu, a widow's child, to get close to him. Even if he didn't have that idea, his reputation would be ruined if it got out.

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The next morning, He Yuzhu got up as usual. It had been almost a month since the Spring Festival, and the temperature was not as cold as it was back then. However, the snow in front of the door was what He Yuzhu had to clean every day.

After sweeping the snow in front of the door, He Yuzhu prepared breakfast, called He Yushui to eat, and then rode his bicycle to work. When he left the alley and passed the entrance of Nanluoguxiang Street Office, He Yuzhu saw a familiar figure.

"Aunt Li, good morning."

This is Li Cuixia, the director of the street office, at work.

She was wearing a red corduroy jacket and a pair of Jiefang brand army green rubber shoes, and she didn't have the airs of a cadre at all.

"It's Zhuzi. He's going to work, right?"

As a young person who has a bicycle in her jurisdiction, and now cooperates with the organization's work, Li Cuixia is naturally impressed by He Yuzhu, and greeted He Yuzhu with a smile.

He Yuzhu nodded, but then noticed that there were many people following Director Li, and couldn't help but wonder: "Aunt Li, they are..."

Behind Li Cuixia, there were four or five figures. These people were of different heights, but they were all thin, and their clothes were obviously very shabby. It didn't look like they were patched, but like the dirty clothes on a homeless person.

Hearing Zhuzi's question, Li Cuixia couldn't help but sigh, "There's nothing we can do. There's a disaster going on right now. People are starving to death. These are refugees. The organization has assigned five people to our Nanluoguxiang. I'm just thinking about how to settle them. If we can't make any arrangements, we'll have to repatriate them."

It was called repatriation, but in reality, once these people were sent out, it meant that they would not be able to survive. After all, they had finally escaped to here and had already experienced the test of life and death. Letting them go back? Just thinking about it, you know it's impossible.

But the subdistrict office is not a god, how can it have the ability to accept so many refugees? Therefore, Li Cuixia can only think of a solution.

"For a girl, it depends on whether she can find a family to marry into, so that she can have a stable home. For a boy, it's more difficult. If he wants to find a job, it depends on whether there is a shortage of people."

It turned out to be the case.

After listening to Li Cuixia's words, He Yuzhu also understood. He Yuzhu could only sigh slightly about the fate of these people.

The power of an individual is really insignificant. All he can do is take good care of his family in this era.

After Li Cuixia finished speaking, she seemed to have thought of something and then continued, "By the way, Zhuzi, I heard that you were looking for a wife before. How is it going? Do you have anyone suitable now?"

Seeing Director Li mention this, He Yuzhu couldn't help but feel a little helpless: "It's hard to find a good wife, Aunt Li. You said you would introduce me to a wife, but there's no news. Tell me, my family conditions are not bad, and my requirements are not high. I just want someone who looks good, has some cultural knowledge, and we can both talk. That's enough. Tell me..."

After hearing the first half, Li Cuixia's eyes sparkled with brilliance, and she quickly interrupted Zhuzi's complaints: "Zhuzi, stop blaming Aunt Li. By the way, I really have a girl to introduce to you..."

(End of this chapter)