The Dog King of Siheyuan Tears and Rebirth

Early the next morning, after everyone who worked in the courtyard had left, Yi Zhonghai had not woken up until the four men from yesterday arrived at the courtyard.

"Master Yi, Master Yi, are you home?"

"Bang bang bang!"

……

After calling for a long time, there was still no response from inside. Just as the four people were hesitating whether to break in, Qin Huairu, who had been staring at the door of the Yi family, walked over.

"What's wrong? Can't you wake up Uncle Yi?" Qin Huairu asked.

"Yes! We called for a long time but there was no response. We were worried that Master Yi was too sad, so we were thinking of breaking into the door!" said the leading man.

"Oh, what you said is really possible. Why don't you open the door and see what's going on?" Qin Huairu said.

“Is this appropriate?”

"Hey, what's inappropriate? What if Uncle Yi is really in trouble? Open the door, but be gentle. I will talk to Uncle Yi later."

“Okay, let’s try pushing it!”

After saying that, the leading man walked over and pushed hard, but before he could exert any force, the door opened.

"Haha, it turns out the door wasn't locked. That's ok now. Let's go in and take a look!"

So the four of them went straight into the house, and Qin Huairu followed them in.

As a result, as soon as they entered the house, the five people saw a mess on the floor, with broken plates, cabbages scattered all over the floor, and teacups and teapots.

Seeing all this, Qin Huairu instantly recalled what happened last night, and then she smiled, smiled in her heart, this was exactly what she expected.

"Oh, why is this happening? Let's go to the inner room and check. Uncle Yi must be too sad." Qin Huairu said.

As she spoke, Qin Huairu came to the inner room first. As soon as she entered, she smelled a strong smell of alcohol, and then saw Yi Zhonghai curled up on the bed and sleeping soundly!

"Uncle Yi, Uncle Yi, wake up, the person you called is here." Qin Huairu walked over and pushed Yi Zhonghai and shouted.

"Um!"

Yi Zhonghai sat up suddenly, then looked at the person in front of him blankly. When he found out it was Qin Huairu, he immediately came to his senses.

"It's Huairu! I overslept, thank you. Where are the people? Have the people I called come?" Yi Zhonghai asked.

"Well, they came here early, but found that they couldn't open the door. I was worried that something might happen to you, so I asked them to push the door open. Uncle Yi, I'm sorry!" Qin Huairu said.

Hearing Qin Huairu say this, Yi Zhonghai looked at him gratefully. He was indeed a little grateful that someone cared about him at this time, so he said, "Thank you. I was in a bad mood last night and drank a little, which almost delayed my work. I will go take care of your Aunt Li now. It's hot and I can't keep it."

Having said that, Yi Zhonghai got out of bed, put on his shoes and was ready to go out.

"Uncle Yi, I see you look haggard. Didn't you eat last night? When can you come back? I'll cook you a meal! It's such a big thing, you really can't handle it all by yourself. I only know how to cook. Do you think this is okay?" Qin Huairu said.

"Well... okay! Thank you Huairu." Yi Zhonghai said gratefully.

"Uncle Yi, what are you talking about? It was you who helped Dongxu when he was gone. What's the point of me doing this?" Qin Huairu said.

"Okay, okay, I'll go first then."

After saying that, Yi Zhonghai went out with four people carrying the coffin and went straight to the crematorium.

After Yi Zhonghai left, Qin Huairu was so happy that she even felt that the two houses in the Yi family belonged to her.

So she happily started to clean up the house. In the whole morning, she cleaned Yi Zhonghai's room thoroughly and tidily, even cleaner than when Li Xuelian was there.

After cleaning the house, she wiped the sweat from her forehead and went to the kitchen. When she saw the pot of corn flour in the kitchen, Qin Huairu became even happier.

"This Yi Zhonghai, he's so grown up but he can't even make friends. He really lived in vain." Qin Huairu said to herself with a smile.

Looking at the corn flour, Qin Huairu went up to clean it up and started to mix it.

After a while, a pot of steaming steamed buns was ready, and then she took out the cabbage from Yi Zhonghai's house, cut it and put it away.

It was not until four o'clock in the afternoon that Yi Zhonghai finally came back. As soon as he entered the house, Yi Zhonghai saw that his house was tidy, the table was wiped spotless, and the things were neatly arranged. In particular, he saw that his bed was also made flat, especially the quilt, which was placed like a piece of tofu.

"I was right. Huairu is a virtuous woman, but... Alas! It has been hard for him to marry into the Jia family." Yi Zhonghai thought.

Just thinking about it! Qin Huairu walked in with a smile on her face and asked, "Is Uncle Yi back? How is it? Aunt Li has made arrangements!"

"Well, he was cremated and a place was found to bury him. We have no children here, so that's it." Yi Zhonghai replied.

"Haha, same, all the same. Wasn't that not allowed before? Most people are the same," Qin Huairu said.

"Yeah, that's right." Yi Zhonghai said.

"Uncle Yi, are you hungry?" Qin Huairu asked.

"kind of!"

"Haha, I knew it. You didn't eat last night. You can't cook by yourself after Aunt Li left. So you sit down and have a rest. I'll serve it to you. There's only one dish missing. I see there's nothing left in your kitchen, so I'll just fry some cabbage for you." Qin Huairu said with a smile.

"Okay, okay, thank you. I really don't know how to cook." Yi Zhonghai said embarrassedly.

"Hey, cooking is something men do. I'll make it for you. Just wait." After saying that, Qin Huairu went to the kitchen.

After a while, a bowl of steamed corn bread and a cabbage were brought up.

Seeing the steaming steamed bread and cabbage, Yi Zhonghai almost cried. He used to be treated like this when he returned home, but now...

Thinking of this, Yi Zhonghai looked up at Qin Huairu with gratitude and excitement and said, "Thank you. Have you eaten? If not, let's eat together."

"Well, I've already eaten lunch and I'm not hungry. You eat it. I have to go home to cook for Xiaodang and the others! Xiaodang should be back soon." Qin Huairu said.

"Let's eat something. It's almost time for dinner. Xiaoxia probably won't be back from get off work that soon." Yi Zhonghai said.

"Well... okay!" Qin Huairu said embarrassedly.

After Qin Huairu sat down, Yi Zhonghai didn't bother to be polite. He picked up the steamed bread and started eating it with the vegetables frantically. He was really hungry.

After taking a few bites, Yi Zhonghai choked, "Cough cough cough!"

"Uncle Yi, eat slowly. I think you must be hungry."

As she spoke, Qin Huairu knowingly poured water into Yi Zhonghai's teacup and handed it to him.

Seeing the cup of water handed to him, Yi Zhonghai's heart was filled with warmth, as if he had returned to the time when he had his wife serving him.

So, he looked at Qin Huairu gratefully, took the teacup and took a sip, then said, "Thank you, I am indeed a little hungry."

Just like that, after a while, Yi Zhonghai was full and he cleared the plate of cabbage on the table. He felt that the taste seemed to be much better than what his wife cooked, and even better than what Sha Zhu cooked.

"Haha, Uncle Yi, it seems you are really hungry. This half basin of steamed bread is gone." Qin Huairu said.

"Hey! Huairu! I didn't eat last night, and I'm still hungry all day long." Yi Zhonghai sighed.

"Why don't you eat? Are you sad and can't eat because Aunt Li passed away? Uncle Yi, you are such a loving man. My Aunt Li's life with you was not in vain." Qin Huairu asked knowingly.