Siheyuan: I am the Smart Pillar

Jia Dongxu also echoed, "Master, you are right. Ever since He Daqing left, this idiot Zhu has become unrecognizable to us. Do you think someone who doesn't respect the elderly like him can live in our Red Star Courtyard? Our courtyard is advanced every year, and we cannot allow such a person who is disrespectful to the elderly."

Jia Dongxu thought he had to add fuel to the fire in front of Yi Zhonghai and find a way to get Yi Zhonghai to drive He Yuzhu out. Although the chance was not great, he still had to give it a try. If He Yuzhu could really be driven out of the courtyard, wouldn't their house be left to the Jia family? Every night when he and his wife were doing something, he had to be wary of the old lady next door, which made Jia Dongxu very speechless.

Yi Zhonghai shook his head, poured himself a glass of wine, and said helplessly, "Oh, it's difficult. Shazhu's house is their private property. Let alone us, even if the street office comes, we have no right to drive them out. You'd better not think about it, or think about other aspects."

Jia Zhang's eyes were wide open as she watched Old Lady Long eating goose eggs. Her mouth was almost drooling. The deaf old lady glanced at Jia Zhang, put the bowl of goose eggs in front of her, and stared at Jia Zhang fiercely. Jia Zhang cursed the old lady in her heart. This old thing is now over 70 years old, why hasn't she died yet?

If Old Lady Long died, their house and savings would belong to the Jia family. But the old lady is still alive and well, which makes Jia Zhang very speechless. Sometimes she even thinks that she might die before Old Lady Long. After all, she is also very old, and she doesn't know what will happen one day.

Listening to his son and Yi Zhonghai, he also resented He Yuzhu. He Yuzhu was a canteen director with a high monthly income. Why didn't he help the Jia family? He felt very resentful when he thought of this. He gritted his teeth and said, "Old Yi Dongxu, I think we should make a fuss about their daily lavish eating and drinking. Even if He Yuzhu is just a canteen director, how much is his monthly salary? Don't forget that food coupons and various tickets are issued now. Even if he has money, where can he get things like meat coupons?"

Jia Dongxu felt that what his mother said made sense, and nodded quickly and said, "Master, what my mother said makes sense. Do you want us to report it and let that Sha Zhu kid pay the price?" Yi Zhonghai frowned and thought about it, but finally shook his head.

The old sow Jia Zhang said, "Old Yi, are you feeling sorry for that boy? You are still thinking about him taking care of you in your old age, but I think you'd better give up on this plan. That boy has become heartless now, do you think he can take care of you, a person who is not related to you by blood, in your old age? Stop daydreaming and go to bed early."

Yi Zhonghai frowned and said, "No, I don't feel sorry for that kid. The relationship between He Yuzhu and I has become like this, so naturally I want to teach him a lesson. But all this must be planned carefully. One careless move will mean a complete loss. Everything must be thought twice before doing anything. Sha Zhu is not a simple character. We have to press Sha Zhu into the water in one go and make sure he can't come up to breathe. If we fail to kill the tiger, we will be hurt by it, so we must make a good plan."

Old Lady Long and Jia Zhang also thought it made sense. Old Lady Long wiped her lips, smiled and said, "Zhong Hai is right. We must plan well. Once that fool finds a reason, he will definitely retaliate against us. We can take our time with this matter. After all, sharpening the knife does not delay the chopping of wood. Okay, have you bought the dumplings? Let's eat some."

Jia Zhang's eyes also lit up, and she said with a smile, "Yes, yes, let's eat the dumplings quickly. It's a big festival, if we don't eat some dumplings, wouldn't it be like celebrating the festival in vain?" Yi Zhonghai said with a dark face, "Didn't you say some time ago that you guys should prepare the dumplings? I didn't let our Xiuying prepare any."

Jia Zhang was stunned, looking up and thinking carefully. Yes, there was such a thing. Because he wanted to go to Yi Zhonghai's house to celebrate New Year's Day, he casually agreed to prepare glutinous rice balls for the Jia family. Then he forgot about this matter completely, and he didn't buy the glutinous rice balls at all. Not to mention making glutinous rice balls, that was absolutely impossible.

Old Mrs. Long's face was full of disappointment. Yi Zhonghai thought for a while and said to Bai Xiuying, "Xiuying, Sha Zhu must have made dumplings. You should go to Sha Zhu's house and ask for a few more dumplings so that we can have a good New Year's Day." Bai Xiuying absolutely did not want to go. She didn't know what she was doing during this period of time. Perhaps it was the relationship between Yi Zhonghai and He Yuzhu that made him have a worse impression of He Yuzhu.

Thinking about the past, Bai Xiuying pursed her lips and said, "Ah, can I not go? That kid Shazhu will definitely not give our family glutinous rice balls, so don't waste your time." Yi Zhonghai said with a bad face, "This is the old ancestor who wants to taste the taste of glutinous rice balls. Can't we, the younger generation, do such a small thing? You go quickly. Even if Shazhu is panicking, can he still be so stingy as not to give the old lady glutinous rice balls?"

Bai Xiuying sighed, prepared to take out a small bowl from the cabinet, and went to He Yuzhu's house to ask for glutinous rice balls. Jia Zhang said unhappily, "You take such a small bowl to ask for glutinous rice balls, how many glutinous rice balls can it hold? You can take the big ceramic bowl next to it and ask that silly Zhu to make more for us. We are his elders, so shouldn't we be able to eat some of his glutinous rice balls?"

People in the north knead dough in a large porcelain bowl. The bowl is very large. If you use this thing to hold glutinous rice balls, you can hold at least a hundred of them. Bai Xiuying felt her face turn red. She really didn't have such a thick skin. I wonder how Jia Zhangshi cultivated such a thick skin?