The entire courtyard is full of villains

"Tiehua, you really have it...too tough."

Widow Hu lowered her head and said softly, "Brother Yi, if life hadn't been so hard, how could I have met you?"

"Tiehua, please stop using all those formal terms. I'm just an ordinary person."

“Brother Yi…” Widow Hu raised her head and asked cautiously, “I heard you’re a master craftsman at the factory?”

"That's it."

"So you work at a steel rolling mill?"

"Correct."

"That's amazing! I've heard that steel rolling mills are incredibly large and prestigious organizations. It must be remarkable for you to be a foreman in such a place!"

Yi Zhonghai was secretly pleased, but he casually remarked, "Hey, it's nothing special."

“That’s different,” Widow Hu said, having a keen understanding of men’s psychology, and began to flatter him subtly. Yi Zhonghai quickly became quite pleased with himself.

Widow Hu glanced at the sky outside and cursed inwardly: This bastard, he won't say yes or no... No, I have to play hard to get.

She stood up and said, "Brother Yi, I had a very pleasant chat with you today. However, my home is in Panggezhuang, and it's getting late. If it gets any later, I won't be able to get home."

"Huh? Is it already so dark?" Yi Zhonghai belatedly realized. "Tiehua, how about... we have a meal at home?"

"No, Brother Yi, food is so scarce right now, how could I possibly eat at your house? If I eat, you won't have enough."

"It's alright, Tiehua!" Yi Zhonghai's face flushed red. "I'm a master chef, and I still have some grain at home."

"That...that won't do either. What kind of relationship do we have now? How can I just eat your food for free?"

Yi Zhonghai understood and mustered his courage to say, "Tiehua, how about... we live together?"

"This...will this work?" Widow Hu feigned nervousness.

"What's wrong with that! I just want to find someone who cares about me and can give me a son or daughter..."

“Don’t worry, Brother Yi,” Widow Hu patted her chest, a seductive wave instantly rising around her, “I…I might be giving birth.”

Yi Zhonghai stared wide-eyed.

"Ouch..." Widow Hu pretended to buckle and sway to the side. Yi Zhonghai quickly went over to support her and immediately smelled a pleasant fragrance—much better than the medicinal smell on Tan Saihua.

"Are you alright, Tiehua girl?"

"It's nothing, Brother Yi... I just walked too much today, and my back is a little sore... I didn't eat breakfast or lunch, and I walked too far..."

"Then this dinner tonight must be at my house!" Yi Zhonghai made the decision immediately.

When the two returned to the main room, Yi Laonian and Zhang Erhe exchanged a glance upon seeing their expressions—had this bastard fallen for their trap?

"Er Gouzi, what do you have to say?"

"I...I agree...I'll live with Tiehua from now on."

"And what about you, Miss Hu?"

“I…I also agree to live with Brother Yi.”

"That's fine!" Zhang Erhe immediately took out ten yuan and threw it to the matchmaker. "Here, I agree to your terms."

"Oh, thank you, Section Chief Zhang!" The matchmaker beamed. Wu Qian had already given her five jin of cornmeal to help her with the act, but Zhang Erhe was even more generous, giving her ten yuan directly—why not take advantage of such a good thing?

"Good brother, how can I let you pay for this?" Yi Laonian said, pretending to take out his money.

Yi Zhonghai quickly stopped him: "Second Uncle, Uncle Erhe, I'll pay for this myself!" He then turned and went into the house to get the money, stuffing it into Zhang Erhe's hand: "Uncle Erhe, I've offended you a lot in the past, please don't take it to heart. As your nephew, I will definitely take good care of you in the future!"

Zhang Erhe cursed Yi Zhonghai inwardly, thinking he was no good either, so easily swayed by women. But he didn't care—he had already achieved his goal of sowing discord between Yi Zhonghai and Tan Saihua, and the deaf old woman; now, he just needed to tie Widow Hu tightly to Yi Zhonghai.

"Alright, Er Gouzi, I'll take this money. I'll get you some good stuff in a couple of days." He winked at Yi Zhonghai as he spoke.

Yi Zhonghai instantly understood, and his heart warmed: This Uncle Erhe is really thoughtful... He inadvertently glanced at Widow Hu's figure again.

Meanwhile, Old Man Yi had already discussed it with the matchmaker: Yi Zhonghai and Widow Hu would get their marriage certificate tomorrow, and a banquet would be held in the courtyard next week. Yi Zhonghai originally didn't want to hold a banquet, but Old Man Yi insisted that his absence from the last wedding meant it didn't count, and this time he had to appease the ancestors. Unable to persuade his second uncle, Yi Zhonghai had no choice but to agree, but only agreed to invite one person from each household in the courtyard for a simple meal.

P.S.: Kaguya, who loves potato pancakes, is being a dog really that appealing? She's abandoned her parents, but at least use your brain when you're being a hater! I've written so many books, and if even one of them has used a letter of forgiveness, I'll give you 10,000 yuan. So many readers in the comments section are watching! Dare to accept? If not, go back and tell your master: if you're capable, write good books; if not, don't resort to such trashy tactics, it's disgusting!

Chapter 161 A Grand and Spectacular Event

The next morning, Yi Zhonghai arrived at the workshop early. As soon as Guo Dapizi entered the office, he followed closely behind and knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" Guo Da Piezi asked.

"Me? Director Guo."

"Come in."

Yi Zhonghai pushed open the door and went in.

"Hello, Director Guo."

"Is there something you need, Master Yi?" Guo Da Piezi asked tentatively.

"There really is something."

"What is it? Tell me."

"Director Guo, I need to ask for leave again today."

"Taking leave again?" Guo Da Piezi frowned. "Master Yi, didn't you take leave the day before yesterday? Why are you taking leave again today? What happened at home?"

Yi Zhonghai didn't want to say anything at first, but considering that he would have to get a marriage introduction letter later, and that someone in the courtyard would definitely spread the news of the marriage to the factory, he decided it was better to just tell Guo Da Piezi directly.

So he said, "Director Guo, I need to take leave today to get my marriage certificate."

"Wait a minute," Guo Da Piezi said, somewhat surprised, "Master Yi, what did you just say you were going to do?"

"I'm going to get my marriage certificate."

"Don't you have... at home?"

"Director Guo, this is a long story." Yi Zhonghai put on a pained look. "The main thing is that my second uncle and aunt from my hometown came. They think my previous husband didn't leave any descendants, so they forced me to divorce him the day before yesterday." He paused. "Now they're trying to get me to remarry, and I have no choice."

Guo Da Piezi across from him curled his lip, thinking to himself: What are you pretending for? You got divorced the day before yesterday, and you're already going to remarry today? Besides, you're a grown man. If you really don't want to, can anyone force you? But he didn't say it out loud, after all, Yi Zhonghai was a senior engineer after all.

"Alright then, Master Yi, I've approved your leave. But what about the marriage certificate? Should the workshop or the neighborhood committee issue it?"

"The workshop can handle it, thank you Director Guo. I'll bring some wedding candy over later... later."

"That won't be necessary, Master Yi. I hope you'll focus on your work after you get married."

"Don't worry, Director Guo, I definitely will."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Yi Zhonghai, holding the marriage certificate that Guo Dapizi had just written, left the workshop.

Meanwhile, Widow Hu received her marriage certificate very quickly. When she first returned to the village to set up her shed, the villagers felt sorry for her, but things gradually changed – outsiders might not know what kind of business Widow Hu was in, but how could the people in the village not know? If it weren't for their kinship, the village head would have driven her away long ago.

Now, things have turned out much better. This old lady has found a way out on her own, and the brigade leader is extremely grateful. He personally led Widow Hu to the commune to get the necessary documents, and all that's left is to set off firecrackers and send her off with great ceremony.

"Good heavens, thank goodness she wasn't caught red-handed for what she did before. If she had been caught, the reputation of our Panggezhuang would have been completely ruined."

Widow Hu's heart was in her throat the whole way. After all, it was really hard to find a "sucker" like Yi Zhonghai. Right now, she wasn't showing any signs of pregnancy, but if her belly grew bigger in a month or two, it would be troublesome—no matter when, a widow suddenly becoming pregnant was considered sensational news. So she hurried along the way, and only when she finally arrived at the neighborhood office and saw Yi Zhonghai waiting at the gate did her heart finally settle down.

"Brother Yi."

Yi Zhonghai had just arrived, and seeing Hu Tiehua approaching, he quickly went up to her: "Tiehua, what proof do you have..."

Hu Tiehua handed him the completed certificate.

"Okay, let's go in then."

Once inside, Yi Zhonghai told Hu Tiehua to wait at the door while he knocked and went in first. As soon as Zhang, the clerk inside, saw him, he stood up.

"Master Yi, I knew you were coming! I tried to persuade you two to wait a few more days, but you wouldn't listen and insisted on getting the divorce certificate. Now, are you regretting it?"

"No, no. Officer Zhang, I'm here today to..."

"Hey, Master Yi, you don't need to ask anymore. I'll just tell you directly: in your situation, you two can remarry. But you'll have to wait a few days."

"Officer Zhang, I'm not here to remarry."

"then you……"

"I've come to get my marriage certificate."

"Hey, isn't this still a remarriage?"

"No, it wasn't with Tan Saihua, it was with someone else."

"What?" Officer Zhang was also taken aback. Although he had worked at the marriage registration office for many years and had seen many marriages and divorces, this was the first case of such a close connection.

Perhaps his voice was a bit loud, because it startled people in the next few offices, and a group of people quickly gathered around. Yi Zhonghai's face flushed red: "Officer Zhang, I'm just asking, can I get it?"

"I can... I can get it." Officer Zhang's lips twitched. "Please wait a moment, let me ask our leader."

He hurriedly ran into the inner room. After a while, he came out and said, "Master Yi, I can take it."

"Alright. Tiehua, come in."

Widow Hu, who had been under constant scrutiny outside, quickly bowed her head and came in upon hearing this. Yi Zhonghai took the documents from her and handed them to Officer Zhang.

"Thank you for your help, Officer Zhang."

Officer Zhang took the two letters of introduction and looked them over. Finding no problems, he then glanced at Yi Zhonghai with a complicated expression: "Master Yi, are you really sure?"

"Think about it."

"Then I... congratulations. But let me make this clear from the start: if you get married and divorced again, the Women's Federation will have to talk to you—you're not respecting marriage."

"No, no, I will never divorce again."

"That's fine."

With a complicated expression, Officer Zhang rewrote the marriage certificate for the two of them. After a long while, he handed the certificate, which was about the size of an award certificate, to Yi Zhonghai.

"Here you go, Master Yi."

Then, as was customary, he handed the candy coupons and cloth coupons that were due to be given to the newlyweds to Yi Zhonghai.

As soon as Yi Zhonghai left, the staff member next to him immediately came over: "Xiao Zhang, Xiao Zhang, tell me quickly, what exactly happened? How come Yi Zhonghai received one the day before yesterday and another one today?"

Zhang, the clerk, was still a little dazed when someone shook his arm and he came to his senses: "You mean this matter... Yi Zhonghai came to get a divorce the day before yesterday, and today he's getting married."

"Holy crap! This is a seamless transition! Yi Zhonghai always pretends to be someone who doesn't mind his wife's hardships, but I never expected him to change partners so quickly!"

“Exactly!” another middle-aged woman chimed in. “If you ask me, he might be having an affair with this new guy. Otherwise, how could things have progressed so quickly?”