Courtyard House: Drunk and barging into the Xu family's house, I woke up numb.

Most importantly, this money is being returned to He Yuzhu; it has nothing to do with you, He Daqing.

Although He Daqing was angry, he wasn't out of his mind, and he understood what was going on as soon as he heard it.

"Xiao Qin, forget about the money. Sha Zhu just said that this money is your wages."

"Just do the work he suggested, and it's no problem to pay you these wages."

“This money is rightfully yours, so that others won’t say that the He family is unreasonable, taking advantage of others, and bullying you orphans and widows.”

"The He family doesn't want this 250 yuan!"

Upon hearing this, Jia Zhangshi's face lit up with a smile, and she stepped forward and tugged at Qin Huairu's clothes.

"Huai Ru, what are you standing there for? Quickly thank your Uncle He."

Just as Qin Huairu was about to express her gratitude, He Daqing stopped her.

"No need for thanks, Sister-in-law Jia. Just refrain from cursing me in your heart."

After finishing speaking, He Daqing turned to He Yuzhu and continued to ask questions.

“Shazhu, you’ve been working here for twelve years. I won’t count the first three years, just the last nine.”

"With your salary, even if you eat and drink extravagantly, saving a dozen or so yuan a month wouldn't be difficult."

"We're both cooks. Even if we don't steal anything, we're in the kitchen, and we can at least eat our fill two and a half times a day."

"So, your monthly living expenses won't be much."

"If you also consider your sister's expenses, ten yuan a month should be enough."

"If you calculate it that way, you should have saved at least 1,500 yuan over the years."

"But I heard from your sister that you don't have much money on you, and I don't really believe it."

"Come on, tell Dad, how much money do you have left?"

"By the way, let's not mention the fine you were fined for losing your job."

“I heard that the money was Lao Yi’s deposit that he vomited out, plus a thousand yuan in interest, and you yourself added ten yuan into it.”

He Yuzhu was speechless when asked the question. Yes, after working for more than ten years, he only had thirty-one yuan left.

If this gets out and outsiders find out, it will be incredibly embarrassing, a huge loss of face.

Why should I tell you how much savings I have? Even if I spend it all, it's my choice.

He Daqing sneered.

"All spent?"

"Hehehe, Sha Zhu, have you learned to gamble, or gone out to sleep with women, or maybe you've started smoking opium?"

"Tell me, which of these—gambling, prostitution, and prostitution—did you get involved in, or did you try them all?"

He Yuzhu said angrily.

"I said, how can you curse your own son like that?"

"I didn't touch any of those three things!"

He Daqingdao.

"Okay, you didn't touch anything, so where did your money go?"

"Did a strong wind blow you away from the flat ground?"

He Yuzhu said.

"I smoke, I drink..."

He Daqing interrupted.

"Alright, I already paid for your cigarettes and alcohol."

"Besides, this amount only includes your regular salary; I haven't even included the money you earn from taking on freelance work during your holidays!"

At this point, He Daqing shouted to Uncle Yan Bugui, who was watching the commotion from the side.

"Old Yan, come here for a second."

“In our compound, when it comes to settling accounts, you and your wife Yang Ruihua are the most discerning.”

"Come on, today you'll use your little abacus to do a good job of settling accounts for my family."

Whether Yan Bugui was simply enjoying the spectacle or genuinely honest, he actually agreed.

"Alright, I'll go back and get paper, pen, and an abacus, and be your accountant for this."

He Yuzhu said, his face flushed.

"What's there to calculate? What's there to calculate?"

"It's my money, I can spend it however I want, and nobody can tell me what to do!"

He Daqing stood up and said.

"You're right, you earned the money yourself, so you can spend it however you want."

"It's none of my business, and I'm not going to interfere anymore."

At this point, He Daqing pointed to the doorway.

"Pack your things now, take your money, and get as far away as you can."

"Once you leave the He family's gate, it doesn't matter whether you live or die."

"Who did you spend your money on? Whose house did you go to? If you have money, then spend it however you want. I can't stop you from eating meat and fish three times a day!"

Yi Zhonghai, shameless as ever, stepped forward and said.

"Old He, today is Lunar New Year's Eve, and tomorrow is the New Year."

"Let's talk about this behind closed doors after the New Year, so we don't let outsiders see what's going on."

He Daqing retorted.

"Yi Zhonghai, who's talking to you like that? What, you didn't get enough of the belt? You want to try my fist?"

"Let me tell you, Yi Zhonghai, don't mess with me."

"What gives you the right to make Banggeng become Shazhu's godson, and have his son carry on the He family line?"

"When did it become the turn of the Jia family to carry on the He family's lineage?"

"Let me tell you, don't even think about letting any grandson of the Jia family into the He family's door!"

"They can't satisfy their thirst by secretly sucking blood; if they want to do it openly, they're dreaming!"

"Even if He Yuzhu doesn't carry on the family line, I still have He Yushui. If we have a child, the child can still be surnamed He."

"Besides, I, He Daqing, am still alive. Who knows, one day I might have a son in my old age and have another child!"

He Daqing's words were like a thunderbolt, leaving everyone present completely stunned.

He Yuzhu felt even more panicked when he heard that He Daqing wanted to have another son to practice the trumpet.

If he actually manages to create a little gadget, what will He Yuzhu do?

Despite his loud slogans, he's not going to leave home.

He only had thirty-one yuan left. Where would he stay if he left this place?

According to his father, this was to kick him out of the house.

The rain was right there, which meant that she had invited the old man back, and that meant she had already forgiven him.

In this way, the father and daughter were kidnapped, leaving him all alone.

Just as He Yuzhu was wondering how to handle the situation, a group of street vendors in red armbands barged into the courtyard.

"We're from the neighborhood committee. Who's the head of this compound?"

Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui exchanged a glance, then walked out together and greeted the leader.

"Comrade, hello, I am Liu Haizhong, the second uncle in the courtyard, and this is Yan Bugui, the third uncle next to me."

"I don't know, who are you...?"

The man introduced himself.

"Hello, comrades, I am Fan Kuan, deputy head of the anti-speculation and profiteering task force of the subdistrict office."

“The deaf old lady in your compound is reselling grain coupons and privately selling gold, which constitutes the crime of speculation and profiteering.”

"Now, as instructed by the subdistrict office, we are going to search his residence. Could you please lead the way?"

Holy crap, Fan Kuan's words were like a bomb exploding above everyone's heads.

The deaf old woman was involved in reselling grain coupons and privately selling gold; either of these offenses would be considered serious crimes.

Calling it a search is just a euphemism; to put it bluntly, they're there to ransack the place!

Yi Zhonghai parted the crowd, stepped out, and came before Fan Kuan.

"Hello, Team Leader Fan, I am Yi Zhonghai."

“The deaf old lady is eighty years old, how could she be involved in speculation and profiteering?”