Siheyuan: I am the God of Cooking, and all the birds are crying with envy!

He Yushui, carrying two large bags, looked reluctantly at the house where he had lived for more than ten years.

There were tears and reluctance in her eyes, but more of hatred.

She hated He Yuzhu's ruthlessness, and hated him even more for not recognizing his relatives.

But she left the courtyard, where did she live?

What will she do in the future? Will she still be able to go to school? Where will she live?

Go find He Daqing?

Widow He Daqing and Widow He Bai are married and have children. Is there still a place for them to stay?

If Widow Bai had a kind heart, He Daqing would not have ignored them for so many years and not even come back to see them.

I can’t go find He Daqing.

He Yushui thought about it but couldn't think of a place to stay.

He Yushui was full of despair about the future.

The more He Yushui thought about it, the more desperate she became, and the more hateful she became. A heart full of rage and hatred focused in her chest, weighing her down, making her unable to swallow or spit out.

She knelt on the ground, holding her chest and suffocating, her eyes were red and filled with hatred to destroy the world.

"He Yuzhu, it's you who made me a homeless person, it's you who deprived me of my good life, it's you who ruined my life. He Yuzhu, I will repay you for your hatred today someday."

He Yushui angrily vented the hatred in his heart.

At this moment, Qin Huairu's concerned voice reached her ears, "Yu Shui, why are you sitting on the ground? Get up quickly."

Qin Huairu helped He Yushui up, and He Yushui met the worry and heartache in her eyes.

The tense emotions, the grievances, and the hatred in her heart all burst out the moment Qin Huairu said the words that showed her concern for her.

She hugged Qin Huairu and burst into tears, "Wuwuwu...Sister Qin, my brother is so heartless. He broke off the relationship with me and even kicked me out of the house."

"Sister Qin... I don't have a house or money, what should I do?"

"Should I roll up my bedding and live under the bridge as a homeless woman?"

"I have a father and a brother, why don't they want me anymore, Sister Qin... I..."

"Woooooooo..."

As He Yushui spoke, she accused He Yuzhu of being heartless.

Ten minutes later, He Yushui, who was performing solo, left Qin Huairu's arms crying.

She cried out of breath and looked at Qin Huairu with pitiful eyes.

Poor and helpless.

She thought Qin Huairu should say something because her hints were obvious enough.

Qin Huairu was recognized as a kind-hearted person in the Siheyuan, and He Yushui thought he could get some benefits from Qin Huairu.

But Qin Huairu hugged her, patted her back to comfort her, and did not continue with her words.

He Yushui's eyes flashed with resentment. He withdrew from Qin Huairu's arms, frowned, and his tears just showed her pity. She trembled and said:

"Sister Qin, can you let me stay at your house temporarily? Or can you lend me some money so I can rent a house outside?"

Qin Huairu squeezed her hands and said in embarrassment: "Yushui, there are five people living in my house. There is really no place for you to stay."

"I am the only woman in my family who earns money. My children often don't have enough to eat, or even nothing to eat. I also need the neighbors in the yard to donate money to me from time to time..."

"Sister Qin...it's not that I don't want to help you, but I'm powerless." After Qin Huairu said this, she took out two steamed buns from her pocket.

"This is what I saved for you. Take it and eat it! If someone bullies you outside, just come back to me."

After Qin Huairu finished speaking, she left He Yushui's room in casual clothes, feeling embarrassed and guilty.

He Yushui looked at the hard steamed bread in her hand, and she raised her hand angrily and wanted to throw it away.

But thinking that this was her only food at the moment, she packed the steamed bread with tears in her eyes.

When the people in the yard learned that He Yushui and He Yuzhu had broken off their relationship, and saw He Yushui carrying a bag, some of them came forward to show their concern.

But it's just concern.

They were afraid that He Yushui would ask them for a place to live or money.

Because Qin Huairu had just returned from her room, they knew that He Yushui was planning to borrow money from the house.

He Yushui picked up his bag and walked out of the gate of the courtyard house where he had lived for more than 10 years.

There was no reluctance in her eyes, but more resentment.

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He Yuzhu came back from get off work today on a 28-inch bicycle.

He Yuzhu also wanted his bicycle back.

The original person was really stupid. He walked every day but still bought a bicycle for that wicked thing?

Since it was bought by the original owner, it is equivalent to him buying it. What's wrong with him wanting his property back?

He pushed his bicycle into the courtyard, with two live chickens hanging on one side of the bicycle and a fish and a duck hanging on the other side.

The fish was steamed, one chicken was stewed with mushrooms, and the other one was kept and eaten in two days.

As for the duck, he plans to braise it spicy.

It tastes spicy and fragrant. The old lady has good teeth, so she should like it very much.

He Yuzhu whistled and walked through the hanging flower gate, then saw Qin Huairu washing clothes.

Qin Huairu looked at the bicycle he was pushing and the chickens, ducks and fish on the bicycle, and greed flashed across her eyes.

He threw away his clothes and walked towards He Yuzhu with a smile, naturally taking the chicken, duck and fish on the handle.

He Yuzhu slapped her hand away and said sternly, "Qin Huairu, what are you doing?"

"I... I see you've been having a hard time, so I want to help you get it back." Qin Huairu looked at the two live chickens and couldn't help swallowing as she thought of the smell of chicken.

"I'm afraid that the meat bun hitting the dog will never come back. Qin Huairu, get out of my way."

Qin Huairu moved away unwillingly, looking at He Yuzhu's back, she bit her lip and stomped her feet unwillingly.

As soon as He Yuzhu entered the middle courtyard, he bumped into Xu Damao. He saw him with his hands in his pockets, whistling, with disdain and sarcasm on his face.

"Hey! Silly Zhu, are you celebrating your success in kicking your sister out?"

"That's right. He even coveted his own sister's child support. Isn't it just for food? With 1200 yuan in child support, how long would he have to eat chicken, duck, fish and meat?"

He Yuzhu took the chicken, duck and fish off the handle without raising his eyebrows. He only warned him coldly: "Xu Damao, do you want to eat my sandbag-sized fist?"

After saying this, He Yuzhu showed his fist.

Xu Damao covered his face habitually, and realized that he was afraid of He Yuzhu, and said angrily: "He Yuzhu, you only know how to threaten me. If you have the ability, return the child support and the house to your sister."

After Xu Damao finished speaking, he ran out of the courtyard.

"Hmph! The monk may run away, but the temple cannot be left. I'll keep the account for today." He Yuzhu walked into the room carrying something.

Xu Damao, who had just escaped a disaster, stopped and patted his chest while looking at the central courtyard. He let out a sigh of relief.

He regretted that he was afraid of He Yuzhu's fist.

At this time, Penggeng came back from outside with a lot of stolen goods on his body, followed by Huaihua and Xiaodang.

Xu Damao's tongue was pressed against his cheek, his eyes were rolling around, and the corner of his mouth was raised in a malicious smile, which made his long face look even less like a good person.

He waved at Peng Geng, who was a man of great skill and took the initiative without waiting for him to ask.

"Xu Damao, you want to give me meat?"

Xu Damao scolded him, "Hey! You've eaten so much that you look like a ball, and you still want to eat meat all day long. I'm telling you, I don't have any meat."

"But I can give you meat."