Siheyuan: I am the Smart Pillar

He Yuzhu would never admit it. He rolled his eyes and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? How come I don't understand anything you say? What's wrong with Wu Laoer and his trolley? Isn't it just a vehicle that can be used to transport goods or people? Why don't you let the neighbors in the surrounding yards borrow it?"

Xu Damao knew from He Yuzhu's expression that this guy's face was thicker than his. He now missed the honest and simple Shazhu. This guy was a chef, why was he thinking about cheating people now? Qin Huairu was a little curious, she asked Xu Damao curiously, "Damo, what's the situation with Wu Laoer you mentioned, and what's the matter with the ground truck?"

Xu Damao gave a bitter smile, looking at Sha Zhu who was grinning beside him, Xu Damao said helplessly, "Sha Zhu, why don't you explain to your wife?" Seeing that He Yuzhu was still silent, Xu Damao smiled and explained, "This Wu Laoer, his family was very wealthy when he was young. It can be said that it was one of the best families in our capital."

"But not long before liberation, I don't know who seduced him into becoming addicted to gambling. Gambling alone was not enough, and later he even started smoking opium with others. He squandered all the family property, and his parents were so angry that they died, leaving him alone in the world. In the end, there was only one house left. I remember that it was just after liberation, and I heard from people in the next yard that he sold everything in the house."

Xu Damao smiled, as if he was lost in past memories, and said, "At that time, everyone thought that Wu Laoer was a hopeless case who wanted to continue gambling and smoking opium, but they didn't expect him to buy a rickshaw. From then on, he turned over a new leaf and made a living by transporting goods or people. Wu Laoer regarded his rickshaw as his only relative, and he treasured it like his own eyeballs. If someone dared to knock on his rickshaw, he would definitely pick up a shovel and fight that person to the death."

Qin Huairu nodded, and was about to say something. Jia Dongxu in the room looked like he saw a ghost, and trembled as he pointed at Shazhu outside and said, "How come you are fine?" Jia Dongxu looked at He Yuzhu, who had no scars on his body, and felt very strange. Could it be that those bastards took the money and didn't do the job? If so, it would be too abominable. They also said that people in the underworld always give advice, which is really a joke.

Yi Zhonghai slowly opened his eyes and looked at him, feeling bitter in his heart. This silly Zhu was fine, and his group celebrated too early. He was really regretful now. He should have known that his apprentice was unreliable and should have gone to find someone like him. But it was too late to say anything now, and his stomach started to feel uncomfortable again.

Yi Zhonghai let out a stinky fart, which made Jia Dongxu who was standing beside him choke. Jia Dongxu was relatively young and in very good condition among the others. He Yuzhu smiled and said, "Hey, Jia Dongxu. You really care about me. It's okay. You don't have to care about me in the future. You should care more about yourself now. How old are you? Why do you still pee and poop everywhere?"

Hearing what He Yuzhu said, the neighbors who were watching the fun all smiled. Jia Dongxu had a dark face, covered his chest and cursed, "Silly, silly Zhu, I will never let you go." He Yuzhu nodded and said, "Yeah, I won't let you go, I won't let you go. I believe your master will not blame you."

Jia Dongxu raised his left hand and pointed at He Yuzhu, saying word by word, "I'm not done with you." After saying this, Jia Dongxu lost all his strength. He slumped down on the armchair, with only the primitive functions of his body remaining. Yellow water flowed from his lower body, causing Jia Dongxu's already limited self-esteem to disappear.

Jia Dongxu gritted his teeth and cursed, "You son of a bitch, you are a son of a bitch." "The rickshaw is coming, the rickshaw is coming, hurry up and carry the people out for me." Liu Haizhong wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked in with the rickshaw. There was also an old man who was nearly 60 years old behind him. The old man was naturally Wu Laoer. Wu Laoer was sleeping well at home? Liu Haizhong in the next yard knocked on the door.

Wu Laoer impatiently got up and opened the gate. He and Liu Haizhong knew each other in their early years, but their friendship was not that deep. After learning that someone in the next yard was poisoned and sick, Wu Laoer naturally said nothing more and pushed his precious wheelbarrow out of the living room. He was afraid that someone who used it would damage his wheelbarrow by rough hands, so he just followed along.

The two pulled the cart to the backyard. When they entered the front yard, Aunt Yan was taking care of her old man. Seeing that Liu Haizhong had called a cart, Aunt Yan slowly pulled Yan Fugui to the hospital. Although their family was stingy, Aunt Yan was willing to give up money when it came to life. After all, it was her husband. If her husband was gone, how would she, a woman, live in the future?

Wu Laoer looked at the patients in Yi Zhonghai's house and immediately felt unhappy. Seeing the state of those people, they would definitely dirty his car! He immediately shook his head and said, "No, no, look at them, they have diarrhea and yellow water is coming out. If it gets on my car, won't it be dirty? No, no, you should borrow another car. I won't lend you my car, I won't lend you my car."

Liu Haizhong quickly grabbed Wu Laoer and pointed to Yi Zhonghai's house and said, "Hey, Old Wu. Your car is nothing. Look at those people in the house. If they are not sent to the hospital, something will happen. You are so heartless that you just watch these people dehydrate and die."

Wu Laoer was stunned. He admitted that he was not a good person, but he could not bear to see others die in front of him. If he really did not help and caused someone to die, he would definitely feel extremely guilty for the rest of his life. Wu Laoer thought about it, and then said, "Then you must protect my car. You have to put several layers of quilts on my precious car. Otherwise, I will not do it even if you say something fancy. Besides, it is impossible to transport so many people at a time. At most, there are 4 at a time. If there are more, the burden on the car will be very heavy."