Chapter 6: Yi Zhonghai digs a hole to bury himself

The rain nowadays is quite eye-catching, with round faces, round bellies and round butts.

There are two cooks in the family. Any food that He Daqing neglects when cooking, as well as the practice dishes that He Yuzhu makes at home, all go into this little guy's stomach. It would be strange if he didn't get fat.

Even now, she was hiding in Luo Qiaoyun's crotch like an ostrich, but her little butt was still twisting back and forth.

He Yuzhu recalled how Yu Shui lost weight. It seemed that it was because of the years when everyone was hungry. At that time, He Yuzhu worked in the canteen of the steel mill. There were no delicious dishes, but there was no shortage of oil and water.

He Yuzhu has always been a carefree person. When he makes a big pot of food in the cafeteria, if there is a little oil or water, He Yuzhu will definitely put himself first.

But later, Yi Zhonghai proposed to have a big pot in the courtyard and let everyone pool their rations. Then his sister became visibly starving.

He Yuzhu thought, maybe that was when Yushui hated him, because He Yuzhu was Yi Zhonghai's most resolute supporter at that time.

He Yuzhu shouted: "Rainwater."

The little girl heard a familiar voice calling her, turned around and saw it was He Yuzhu.

The little girl pouted and started crying. She ran towards He Yuzhu while crying.

He Yuzhu's troubled heart couldn't help but calm down. What could be more important than comforting the little person in front of him?

He Yuzhu hugged his sister. Yu Shui must have been strong for a long time, and she cried with tears and snot.

He Yuzhu reached out and wiped her tears several times, but the more he tried to comfort her, the louder she cried.

At this time, acquaintances in the courtyard also noticed He Yuzhu. A middle-aged man with a simple and honest face, who didn't even need makeup to play positive characters in dramas, walked towards He Yuzhu.

This is none other than Yi Zhonghai, who had influenced He Yuzhu’s life in his previous life.

In fact, in his previous life, He Yuzhu didn’t like Qin Huairu at first.

It started because of the neighbor, Jia Dongxu, who died, and Qin Huairu was left raising three children alone.

Occasionally he would bring some things back, and seeing that the Jia family's children were pitiful, he would share a little with them.

The reason why he occasionally shares some of his wealth is because Jia Dongxu is Yi Zhonghai's apprentice, otherwise there would be no word "occasionally".

These days, every family has a hard time, not to mention that during the years when He Daqing was gone in his previous life, the Jia family never helped his brother and sister.

But it was Yi Zhonghai who encouraged He Yuzhu to help others more...

He Yuzhu was determined to invite all the comrades in the institute over this time, in fact, it was also because of the Jia family.

In his previous life, when Qin Huairu "sent" him peanuts to go with his wine, He Yuzhu once discovered the He family's plates.

In those days, bowls and plates were borrowed from one place to another for weddings and funerals. So basically every household would ask the pot and bowl repairman to chisel their family name or a character between their names on the bottom of their bowls and plates.

What He Yuzhu saw at the bottom of the disc at that time was the word "He".

The people with the surname He in the yard belong to our family. When He Yuzhu was living on his own, he was careless and naturally would not think of such things.

Therefore, the dishes could only have been purchased by He Daqing.

But at that time, He Yuzhu was already addicted to Qin Huairu's tenderness, and didn't say much even if he found out.

But if this life were to start over again, and put everything before and after together, it would naturally be clear that Jia Zhang had only stolen her family's things when He Daqing left.

Before Yi Zhonghai even got close, he said to He Yuzhu: "Zhuzi, why did you come back just now? And what's going on with these comrades in the institute?"

He Yuzhu was frantically trying to comfort Yu Shui, while he said to Yi Zhonghai: "Uncle Yi, didn't you ask Brother Dongxu to tell me that my father was missing?

If I don't ask the comrades in the station, how can I find out whether my father was kidnapped or left on his own?"

Yi Zhonghai said casually: "Who could kidnap your father, who is so old, in this yard? Didn't he run away with that Bai, the White Widow?"

This is when the benefit of having assists comes into play. After all, He Yuzhu is still young, even though his recklessness makes many children in the yard afraid of him.

But the adults in the yard couldn't possibly be afraid of a half-grown child like He Yuzhu. Just like Yan Bugui just now, if Comrade Xia hadn't suppressed him, he wouldn't have paid any attention to He Yuzhu.

Comrade Xia asked seriously, "Comrade, did you see Comrade He Daqing running away with the White Widow?"

Yi Zhonghai realized at this moment that he had spoken out of turn, and quickly said, "How could I have seen that? If I had seen it, I would have stopped him."

This thing is a dead loop. If you saw it, why didn't you stop it?
~If you haven't seen it, how can you be so sure?

Comrade Xia asked again, and Yi Zhonghai became speechless.

The key point is that this guy’s answer was exactly the same as Yan Bugui’s, and he also blamed it on what he heard from others.

Comrade Xia continued, "Who told you that?"

"Ah? There were too many people and I didn't notice it." Yi Zhonghai was stunned.

Comrade Xia said one more thing this time than when he asked Yan Bugui: "I doubt the truthfulness of your words, and I also doubt that He Daqing's departure has anything to do with you.

Now, please ask Comrade Yi and Comrade Yan to stand aside.

Which comrade at the scene can explain specifically who heard that Comrade He Daqing ran away with the widow?"

At this time, a middle-aged fat man walked out from the crowd. He was of medium height and wore glasses. Judging from his face, he looked like an intellectual. But judging from his figure and clothes, he looked more like a cook than He Yuzhu.

This is Liu Haizhong, the resident in the backyard and also the master fitter of the steel mill. He came out with his hand raised and said, "Comrade, I am Liu Haizhong, the master fitter of the steel mill. I heard it from Yi Zhonghai. It was Yi Zhonghai who said that He Daqing ran away with the widow."

There was a leader, and everyone else pointed out that it was Yi Zhonghai.

He Yuzhu glanced over and saw that Yi Zhonghai's face had turned red.

At this time, Yi Zhonghai had no authority in the courtyard.

The uncle system like that of later generations is not implemented yet.

Now there are security liaison officers on the streets. If there are strangers entering the yard, the security liaison officers will pay attention and report to the street if any problems are found.

The security liaison officer of the courtyard is now Yan Bugui, not because he is famous, but because he lives in the front yard. He is the first to see people coming and going.

In fact, the street wanted to arrange He Daqing at the beginning, because He Daqing owned the house and his assets were clean and easier to check.

But He Daqing's reputation is a little bit worse.

As for migrant workers like Yi Zhonghai, they are still in the stage of investigation and file building. Who knows who they worked for before?
The people in the station were divided into two groups. One group went into the He's house to search, mainly to see if there were any signs of a fight, or any shoe prints or anything like that.

Comrade Xia brought a young comrade to the yard to inquire, and now everyone has put all the suspicion on Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai wanted to slap himself a few times for this thing. He spoke without thinking.

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(End of this chapter)