Courtyard House: He Yuzhu Joins the Army, Presses an AK-47 with One Hand

But as a car factory worker, it was naturally impossible for him to know who He Yuzhu was.

Zhou Fugui immediately fell silent: "Are you out of your mind? He participated in the Korean War and is a great hero of China. He's now at the same rank as a brigade commander. Considering you've only been in Beijing for a short time, I won't hold you responsible. Just be careful what you say next time."

"Yes, yes, thank you, factory manager."

He never expected that the person would have such a high status.

As He Yuzhu drove his car down the road, he glanced at his watch. It was exactly the time when his wife, Tang Qingfang, was getting off work.

Similarly, steel rolling mills also close at this time.

Yi Zhonghai, dressed in work clothes, was showing off at the entrance, riding a secondhand bicycle.

This old-fashioned bicycle is definitely a rare find; it's not something every household can afford.

He deliberately rode slowly; he only bought the new manganese steel bicycle after seeing He Yuzhu return, even though it was a painful purchase.

"Hey, Director Yi, your old bicycle looks a bit worn. I haven't seen you ride it more than a few times, how come it's already worn?"

"Yeah, does that mean it'll just rust if it's left at home unused?"

Everyone was making fun of each other.

Yi Zhonghai was, after all, the workshop director of the steel rolling mill, so he naturally couldn't let them chatter away like that.

"What do you know? This is nostalgia. There are tons of new items, but how many old ones are there? Haven't you seen the junk collectors on every street corner?"

Just then, Liu Haizhong happened to pass by, his hands behind his back, clearly disapproving of Yi Zhonghai's demeanor.

"It's just a bicycle, he's an old man, stop showing off."

Unexpectedly, Yi Zhonghai didn't like what Liu Haizhong said.

Putting aside the fact that he was the workshop director and Liu Haizhong was sweeping toilets, even from a technical standpoint, he was an eighth-level fitter while Liu Haizhong was a seventh-level fitter. In any case, his position was higher than Liu Haizhong's.

How could I stand Liu Haizhong saying this to me in public?

"Liu Haizhong, you still don't know what your second son is doing, do you? He's collecting scrap all over the alley."

Yi Zhonghai's face revealed a thoroughly mocking expression.

He was honest, but also cunning.

Otherwise, why would he want to seize the money that He Yuzhu gave to He Yushui?

Human greed and selfishness were on full display in him.

"I still earn a living with these hands. At least I have a son."

This was a game-winning shot.

Everyone knows that Yi Zhonghai has no offspring.

"I'm too lazy to care about you."

Just as Yi Zhonghai was about to leave, he heard a gasp from the crowd.

"A car with four wheels!"

"My God, this is the first time I've ever seen a car going this fast."

“This is a sedan. There isn’t one in the entire city of Beijing. My cousin is the assistant to the factory manager of the Beijing Automobile Factory. I heard about it from him.”

For a moment, people looked on with envy and started talking about it.

Is there anyone who can drive this newly manufactured car?

Who can drive it?

A sharp-eyed person spotted the person in the driver's seat.

"Isn't this He Yuzhu, the hero from No. 95 Nanluoguxiang? Director Yi, he's from your compound."

But Yi Zhonghai was in no mood to listen to any of that; his attention was entirely focused on He Yuzhu.

"Zhu Zi, where did you get this car?"

Yi Zhonghai quickly pushed his bicycle over and went up to say hello, but He Yuzhu noticed him and ignored him.

This caused Yi Zhonghai to inhale a nose full of car exhaust fumes.

On the contrary, the bangs look much more comfortable.

"Go home and have my son pour me some wine; the sky is clear, but rain is falling outside the city..."

Liu Haizhong hummed a little tune and walked towards the corner of the alley, which made Yi Zhonghai very angry.

Outside the general hospital of the steel rolling mill.

This is something the nurses care about most.

"Hey, have you guys seen a car outside?"

"I saw it. I've never seen this style before. It looks so cool. If my boyfriend could pick me up in this, I wouldn't want anything else from my family."

“I’m different from you. I can just go up and sit for a bit.”

"I wonder who's so lucky. Do you think he's waiting for someone from our hospital?"

After she finished speaking, someone gave her a wink.

Turning around, I saw Tang Qingfang, who had already packed her things and was ready to leave work.

"Head Nurse."

"Are you all daydreaming? What are you discussing?"

Tang Qingfang looked at them gently. These were inexperienced young girls, and it wasn't emergency time yet. It wouldn't hurt for them to rest and gossip for a while.

Tang Qingfang straightened her clothes.

"There's a car outside. I wonder who it's waiting for. Head Nurse, could it be waiting for you?"

The young nurse mentioned it casually.

Just then, the sound of a loudspeaker came over.

"Didi"

Because of the distance, she couldn't see the person sitting in the driver's seat clearly yet.

The car door opened, and out stepped a pair of long legs and a face that was the envy of both gods and men—it was He Yuzhu.

"My God, it really is Nurse Tang's lover!"

"Nurse Tang is so lucky!"

These girls are already bubbling with envy.

Tang Qingfang excitedly smiled and walked over immediately.

Chapter 205 The Car Controversy Instigated by the Third Uncle

"What brings you here today? And in such a nice car?"

To be honest, compared to He Yuzhu, this car paled in comparison to Tang Qingfang's.

"I've come to pick you up after get off work, let's go."

He Yuzhu opened the passenger door, and closed it amidst everyone's envious gazes.

Tang Qingfang was very fortunate to be with He Yuzhu.

She had the advantage of being in a good position.

He Yuzhu drove slowly the whole way, worried that Tang Qingfang would get carsick.

The car is very stable, especially after the engine was replaced, its acceleration is also quite fast.

The vehicle came to a smooth stop at the entrance of the courtyard house.

"Phew, that feels pretty good."

Tang Qingfang got out of the car, and the commotion naturally alerted everyone else in the courtyard.

"Pull"

The crowd surged out instantly.

He stood around the vehicle for a while, even touching it.

Yan Bugui's son, Yan Jiecheng, chewed on peanuts and followed in the crowd, his eyes burning with envy and jealousy.

Yi Zhonghai coughed lightly, and the crowd made way for him.

"Zhu Zi, is this a car?"

He certainly wanted to go up and sit down, but he couldn't lose the air of an old man in this courtyard house.

There were still clothes hanging on his shoulders.

He Yuzhu didn't even glance at him and tried to go inside, but Yi Zhonghai stopped him there.

“Zhu Zi, you’re such a high-ranking official now, but you can’t disrespect your elders. I’m still an old man.”

As luck would have it, Xu Damao and Wei Shufen, a married couple, came out.

"Uncle, please stop showing off your status. Brother Zhu has carried a gun and made huge contributions to China. Does he have to be inferior to you?"

Xu Damao pinned the big hat on him perfectly.

And it's the kind of body that can't even turn over.

Making a people's hero bow down before him is impossible, let alone if he were a level eight fitter, even if he were a level ten fitter.

They were manipulated by people with ulterior motives and were forced to engage in criticism and struggle sessions.

Once you're in jail, you definitely won't get out for at least ten days to two weeks.

An older woman rushed out and quickly explained, "Our husband, Lao Yi, didn't mean that. But no matter what, we watched Zhu Zi grow up. We treat him and Yu Shui like our own children."

What a clever use of family appeal.

He Yuzhu watched coldly.

I really don't know how these two have the nerve to pretend to be good people in front of everyone.

Who doesn't know how they treated He Yushui?