The Dog King of Siheyuan Tears and Rebirth

When he returned to the house and saw the empty house, Yi Zhonghai felt so sad! No one would pour water for him when he came back, no one would bring him a steaming hot meal, and no one would soak his feet or wash his feet.

Thinking of this, Yi Zhonghai suddenly burst into tears. For a moment, the Yi family’s house seemed a bit eerie and miserable.

"Gurgle, gurgle," just as Yi Zhonghai was crying sadly, his stomach rumbled. Only then did he realize that he had not eaten any food that afternoon.

After wiping away his tears, Yi Zhonghai stood up and opened the cupboard, only to find nothing inside. Helplessly, Yi Zhonghai went to the kitchen.

Just when he scooped some corn flour into a bowl and tried to knead the dough, he found out that he didn't know how to do it.

"Oh! How am I going to live from now on? I can't even cook." Yi Zhonghai said to himself in distress.

At this moment, the image of Shazhu, the cook who could cook, appeared in his mind. "There's no reason why he can cook but I can't? I'm not dumber than him."

So Yi Zhonghai did what he remembered his wife doing, adding water and kneading the flour. If it was too thin, he added more flour. If it was too hard, he added more water. In this way, the flour in the bag was decreasing rapidly, until finally, there was almost no more room in the basin. Yi Zhonghai threw the basin away in anger, mad at himself.

"Damn, kneading dough is harder than processing parts. I should have learned it earlier. Why am I so stupid?" Yi Zhonghai scolded himself angrily. After scolding himself, he thought that even if kneading dough is difficult, cooking should not be difficult, right?

So he took out a cabbage and started chopping it. Yes, he chopped it. After a while, he started stir-frying the cabbage. When he thought it was about right, he grabbed a handful of salt and threw it in. He turned it over again, and when he thought it was ready, he put it on a plate and took it back into the house.

After sitting down, Yi Zhonghai couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks and start eating, but he spat out the food as soon as it entered his mouth.

"Pooh!"

"It's so salty, what's going on? What's wrong with the snow lotus? Did the salt seller get beaten to death?" Yi Zhonghai shouted.

After the scream, he realized that it was he who did it. His wife was dead and was now in the coffin outside!

Thinking of this, Yi Zhonghai's heart ached and tears began to flow, and at the same time he let out a miserable and sad howl, "Ahhhhhhhhhhh..."

"I don't want to eat anymore. I don't want to eat anymore. With a loud bang, Yi Zhonghai swept the plate off the table.

“Ahhhhhhh…”

Just like that, Yi Zhonghai howled for a long time before he calmed down.

"Is it so hard to be extinct? If I had a daughter, it wouldn't be like this! What should I do? Not to mention that if I'm sick, there will be someone to bring me water, food, clean my shit and piss, it's still a question whether I can survive. Do I have to eat out every day? I don't have much money."

"No, I can't go on like this. I need to find someone to live with, even if he's older. At least I can have something warm to eat."

Thinking about it, Yi Zhonghai started to calculate in his mind. After a while, Qin Huairu's appearance appeared in his mind. She was virtuous and hardworking. Apart from being a little unfaithful to her husband, she had basically no shortcomings. However, it seemed that the conditions did not allow for this shortcoming now. It seemed that no one except him would care about Qin Huairu.

Then, Yi Zhonghai's mind appeared again the day after the earthquake when it rained. Qin Huairu was soaked by the rain. Although her wet chest was a little deflated, it was much better than Li Xuelian in the coffin outside.

"Let's give it a try, maybe it will work?" Yi Zhonghai said to himself.

After thinking it through, Yi Zhonghai was so hungry that he had no choice but to take out his remaining wine and started drinking. He thought that maybe he wouldn't be hungry anymore if he got drunk.

On the other side, at the He family, He Yuzhu and Xu Damao were drinking wine together. On the table were the cold dishes prepared by He Yuzhu, including smashed cucumbers, peanuts, and cold-mixed shredded pig ears.

"Come on, Damao, let's drink to the death of the beasts." He Yuzhu said with a smile.

"boom!"

After a glass of wine, Xu Damao said, "He Yuzhu, I understand that you have a big problem with Yi Zhonghai, but his wife is not a beast, right?"

"Hey, that's what you're thinking. Half of Yi Juehu's ideas were thought up by that woman. Do you think she's a good person? She looks kind, but actually she's full of evil intentions. There's an idiom called that, 'a wolf in cahoots with a wolf'. Yi Zhonghai is the wolf, and Li Pozi is the hyena. They are a natural match." He Yuzhu said.

"Is that so? I really didn't pay much attention to it." Xu Damao asked doubtfully. In his mind, he really didn't have much impression of this woman with a very low presence.

"Haha, this guy is exactly what he said. He looks low-key, but he is actually a ruthless person with a lot of calculations. Doesn't she know that Yi Zhonghai withheld my money? Do you remember that after Yi Zhonghai was arrested, she knelt at my door to put pressure on me? Is this something a good person can do?" He Yuzhu explained.

"Hey, what you said is true, you are a bunch of bastards, come on, have another drink. Anyway, I know that Yi Zhonghai will be miserable in the future. He will be all alone and will be rolled by maggots after his death. Hahaha..." Xu Damao laughed.

"boom!"

The two clinked their glasses and drank another one.

"Do you think Yi Zhonghai will hold a funeral for his wife? I see only a coffin and nothing else! Not even a bit of white cloth." Xu Damao asked again.

"Haha, of course not. There's not even anyone wearing mourning clothes or smashing pots. How can we hold a funeral?" He Yuzhu said sneerily. "It would be great if they could find a cemetery to burn some paper money. I don't think they would even burn paper."

"Oh! Is this the life of an old age with no family? Fortunately, I have a son. Thank you for giving me a good idea on this matter." Xu Damao sighed.

"That's not the case. I will definitely live longer than you. If I don't have a son, I will send you off and make sure you have a glorious son." He Yuzhu joked.

"You're a bad boy. Now that you have no son, I guess you'll need my son's help after you die! So, hey, be nice to my Xu Wen." Xu Damao said with a sly smile.

"Haha, no need. When my moth comes back, we will continue to give birth. After he is born, I don't believe that I can't give birth to a son. Besides, my moth came several times when it left. Maybe my son is ten years old already! Hahaha..." He Yuzhu said proudly.

“Haha, you’re just daydreaming! Who do you think you are? You’ll get it if you come here a few times.” Xu Damao said in disbelief.

"I believe in my abilities. How about we make a bet? If Gezi brings back a son, you have to call me grandpa." He Yuzhu said with a smile.

"Hey, let's bet, but it won't work if what she brings belongs to someone else." Xu Damao said with a wicked smile.

"Impossible! Ezi and I have an agreement. She can't have a child with anyone else." He Yuzhu said.

"Who knows? Apart from a fool like you, who else would remain chaste? Haha..." Xu Damao laughed.

"Crow's mouth, eating food, drinking wine... the bet is settled."

"No problem, as long as it's yours, I'll take it."

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