Courtyard Houses: Starting as a Purchasing Agent

Despite all this talk about having a child, Qin Huairu showed absolutely no reaction.

why?

He was feeling very agitated!

Even fifty yuan a month wouldn't be enough for Yi Zhonghai.

He took care of the Jia family's every need, but his investment yielded no return.

I'm in a bad mood!

People are more prone to illness when they are in a bad mood.

During the May Day holiday, Yi Zhonghai fell ill and was bedridden.

Although Aunt Yi hated Yi Zhonghai, she was also afraid that he might really leave, so she went to find Liu Aiguo.

"Patriotism... could you take a look at your uncle? I'm worried he might have some kind of illness..."

"He won't go to the hospital even though I tell him to!"

"This is how to do?"

"You have medical skills, could you take a look at him?"

“Okay!” Liu Aiguo agreed immediately.

He followed Aunt Yi to Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai lay on the bed, his face pale.

Yan Bugui, Liu Haizhong, Jia Dongxu, and others were also watching nearby.

"It's just a minor illness... What are you looking at? You'll make us a laughingstock!" Yi Zhonghai stubbornly insisted, scolding Aunt Yi while sitting up and extending his wrist to Liu Aiguo.

Liu Aiguo felt his pulse.

An older woman asked anxiously, "Patriotism... is it alright?"

Liu Aiguo frowned and said, "It's nothing serious... Uncle Yi has just been indulging in too much... His body can't handle it... Uncle Yi, you're getting on in years, you need to take it easy!"

Yi Zhonghai's face darkened.

The old lady was so angry that she was trembling.

But Jia Dongxu, that pervert, started chuckling.

Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui also secretly smiled.

Liu Aiguo said, "However... when I was taking his pulse just now, I also discovered another problem with Uncle Yi... I don't know if I should say it or not, it's quite embarrassing!"

Auntie Yi said, "You tell me!"

Yi Zhonghai also said, "It's okay to be patriotic... I can accept it, you tell me!"

"Alright... I'm glad you can accept this, Uncle Yi!" Liu Aiguo took a deep breath and then said calmly, "You... are like Xu Damao... infertile..."

"puff……"

Upon hearing Liu Aiguo's words, Grandpa Yi coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, his eyelids rolled back, and he fell heavily backward onto the sleeper berth.

Chapter 115 Fourteen years later, in 1982

This news was a bolt from the blue for Grandpa Yi.

This view has been held by men since ancient times.

If a wife can't have children, it's probably the woman's problem.

Very simple!

A hen that doesn't lay eggs!

Who has ever heard of a rooster that doesn't lay eggs?

Uncle Yi was the same way; he always thought that the inability to have children was Aunt Yi's problem, not his, Yi Zhonghai's, problem.

But after hearing what Liu Aiguo said today, he's completely finished.

If Aunt Yi has a problem, I can still have a child with Qin Huairu, but if I have a problem, why would I have a child?

puff……

Grandpa Yi coughed up another mouthful of blood.

He finally understood something: why, even though he and Qin Huairu had been together for half a year, they hadn't seen a single thing.

That's it!

It turns out, I'm the one who's infertile.

Previously, in order to get Qin Huairu pregnant, Uncle Yi had gone to great lengths, even using the strength of an ox to plow the field. He was pale every day and felt like vomiting at the thought of such matters between men and women.

Thinking about it now makes me want to vomit even more.

It was visibly clear that the old man's hair was turning white very quickly.

In less than ten seconds, his hair turned completely white.

Her hair was completely white.

"Old Yi... Waaaaah..." Although she had a lot of complaints about Yi Zhonghai before, he was, after all, her husband. Seeing him like this, Aunt Yi felt sad again: "You have to hold on... This is fate... This is all fate..."

"Woooooooo..."

"Hahahaha...hahahaha..." Jia Dongxu laughed loudly beside him.

Yan Bugui and Liu Haizhong both had a playful expression on their faces.

Interesting!

In this way, Grandpa Yi could no longer compete with them in the entire compound.

……

Time flies, and years pass by.

Before we knew it, the brief spring had passed, and another summer had arrived.

However, the summer weather brought an unexpected chill.

The days were monotonous yet charming.

Spring passes and autumn comes, cold comes and summer comes.

In the blink of an eye... thirteen years have passed.

1982!

If we start counting from when Liu Aiguo transmigrated to this world, more than twenty years have passed.

When he traveled through time, it was around 1962!

It's 1982 now!

In the summer of 1982, Liu Aiguo sat on a rattan chair in front of his house in a courtyard house, looking up at the huge old locust tree in the yard.

Thirteen years!

The storm passed five years ago.

At this time, Yu Li and her children were still living in Hong Kong and rarely came to Beijing anymore.

After all, the children are all grown up.

Take Qingqing for example, she's already sixteen years old.

My son, Xiaohu, is fourteen years old!

Even the youngest son, Liu Xiaolong, is thirteen years old.

They all have their own studies in Hong Kong, so returning to the courtyard house won't be so easy.

Although thirteen years have passed, neither Liu Aiguo nor Yu Li have changed much in appearance or skin. That's because the system has rewarded them with many items over the years.

There are pills for making a name for oneself, and there are pills for preserving youth.

There are even extremely miraculous things like resurrection pills and elixirs of immortality.

Good things should be shared with my wife, of course.

After taking the Youth Preservation Pill, Liu Aiguo and Yu Li's age remained unchanged at their early twenties.

Over the years, the system has also undergone tremendous changes.

First, the system's microcosm has become larger.

It has been upgraded from level three to level five.

What is the concept of Level 5?

Ten thousand mu of dry land!

10,000 mu of paddy fields!

Millions of acres of mountains and forests!