The battle between He Yu Zhu and Jia Dong Xu came to an end.
It was historically known as the Second Jia-He War.
Although everyone was eager for more, Yi Zhong Hai was present, making it impossible for the battle to truly erupt.
Qin Huai Ru, with a pregnant belly, bowed to everyone.
“Dong Xu has suffered this misfortune, and the factory hasn't even given him an arrangement. He's anxious and distressed. Please be understanding.”
If not for the previous blood-sucking, asking for donations, and moral blackmail.
Qin Huai Ru would have been a model wife in the courtyard.
But knowing what she had done—
One could only say, her acting skills are on point, and her crying is top-notch.
Yi Zhong Hai nodded slightly.
Qin Huai Ru is indeed sensible.
“Alright, everyone disperse. Bu Xiang Dong, don't stir up trouble again.”
“I'm just a decent person. How could I stir up trouble? I'm just speaking the truth.”
“Dong Xu suffered a loss, and Zhuzi compensated. Their matter is settled.”
Hmph!
Settled, so what?
Jia Dong Xu knows that He Yu Zhu coveted his wife.
Coupled with the fact that his leg was amputated, his psychology is constantly twisted.
Jia Dong Xu wouldn't be human if he didn't harbor resentment and seek revenge.
And He Yu Zhu—
He has a hot temper and loves to use his hands.
Plus, he has Yi Zhong Hai to back him up.
His family has a gene for loving widows, and they're hoping that Jia Dong Xu dies soon.
So, this matter between the two is definitely not over. The best is yet to come.
“A black dog and a yellow dog fight, and the black dog beats the yellow dog to death. Will the black dog think that the yellow dog bribed him with food?”
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Bu Xiang Dong finished speaking and immediately slipped away.
His house wasn't renovated yet, so he wouldn't be back to sleep at night.
He took his household registration booklet and work permit and planned to stay at a youth hostel.
But as he passed the hallway.
He heard roars coming from behind.
He Yu Zhu's furious roar, Yi Zhong Hai's scolding, Jia Dong Xu's crying, and even faint laughter.
This is the human world of the courtyard, isn't it?
A week later!
Bu Xiang Dong's house was finally renovated.
The end of the year was also approaching, so he naturally came back to live.
“Slow down, slow down!”
“Masters, all of you lend a hand. Two cents for each person for carrying.”
“Right, it's the middle courtyard, the house with the white gate is mine.”
Not only did he come back to live, but Bu Xiang Dong also had Hu Ba Yi help him buy used furniture and bring it back.
Beds, tables, chairs, chests, even large vases, wooden screens, and stands, etc., were all there.
“Da Hu, arrange for the masters to put them away. Fatso, help everyone pass out cigarettes.”
“Bu Xiang Dong, how much did you buy?”
Yan Bu Gui was envious.
“Hey, didn't I give you those in my house?”
Bu Xiang Dong had taken away all his old furniture.
He even built a large chicken coop in the corner of the wall.
“Tsk tsk, so much furniture, it must have cost tens of yuan, right?”
“Actually, they're all second-hand, not worth much.”
Yan Bu Gui and the onlookers all rolled their eyes.
Hearing that it was second-hand, their minds were slightly balanced.
Bu Xiang Dong, of course, brushed it off. Some of the furniture was actually real antiques.
There was even a Qing dynasty red sandalwood chair and a Ming dynasty official's yellow rosewood chair.
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During this week he wasn't living here, he wasn't idle.
He had to work his shift at the steel mill.
That bastard He Yu Zhu is just waiting to catch him making a mistake.
If Bu Xiang Dong didn't go to work, he would definitely report it.
The procurement certificate that Shen Guang Lin helped with also came through.
He was full of enthusiasm, saying that he wanted to prove himself.
Bu Xiang Dong didn't try to dissuade him, giving him a chance to be struck down.
Shen Guang Lin didn't experience how difficult it was to procure materials outside the plan.
Therefore, Bu Xiang Dong couldn't show his importance.
On the other hand, Bu Xiang Dong's transactions with the old man continued.
He had Fatso take some materials over to the old man every day.
When accumulated, the total amounted to several hundred pounds of supplies.
100 pounds of corn, 100 pounds of rice, 300 pounds of flour.
100 pounds of dried yellow croaker, 100 pounds of prawns, 30 pounds of cured pork!
He also exchanged it for two small yellow croakers, a yellow rosewood chair.
Two sets of beads, and a rare Ming dynasty ancient book, “Guang Yu Tu.”
Bu Xiang Dong's life was getting better and better, inevitably arousing envy.
He wore an army coat, ate meat, bought a bicycle, and changed furniture.
Of course, the residents of the middle courtyard felt it most acutely.
Most speculated it was related to Bu Xiang Dong's work as a canteen storekeeper.
The salary wasn't high, but he dealt with materials every day, so there must be some grease in his hands.
“Tsk tsk, did Bu Xiang Dong embezzle money?”
Jia Zhang Shi was so envious that she wanted to grab the things.
“Don't talk nonsense if you have no evidence.”
“Humph, I'll report him later.”
Yi Zhong Hai squinted, considering the possibility of Bu Xiang Dong's embezzlement.
But upon thinking it through, he realized it was not right. He was just a storekeeper, not even the warehouse manager.
Maybe Bu Xiang Dong deliberately acted so high-profile.
With his crafty appearance—
Perhaps he's trying to use this as an opportunity to achieve something!
“First Uncle, I want to be a storekeeper.”
“Jia Dong Xu, I call you First Uncle.”
“I want Bu Xiang Dong's job.”
Yi Zhong Hai's eyes rolled, “Then we can discuss it!”
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