In the evening, Shazhu dragged an underground car and walked slowly towards the courtyard.

In the car, Ms. Jia Zhang was lying on the bed without a quilt. The cold bed was colder than the one in the police station. Her head hurt and her eyes were blurred, and she whined from time to time.

Hearing the voice behind him, Shazhu pursed his lips and pulled him step by step.

In his heart, besides wishing that this old woman would die quickly, he would misunderstand that his wife would come back to serve her even if she didn't say anything.

He has never even served his own wife like this.

If it weren't for the house, he would have endured this injustice.

Thinking of this, he thought about how to rest in the future.

During this time, he and Qin Huairu lived in Jia's house, sharing a bed.

If this Jia Zhang family comes back, is it possible that the three of them and their two children will be crowded together?

'If that doesn't work, let Jia and Zhang go to the uncle's house.'

Silly Zhu thought like this, just let the aunt take care of her, and the three old people can be company together.

It’s really good to think about it this way.

Besides, my uncle will probably have to go back to the countryside after the Chinese New Year, so this is even more convenient.

Of course, the premise is that the old woman can survive until then.

Anyway, he didn't want to live with the old lady.

Not only was he dirty and smelly, but he was also whimpering all day long, which made me feel depressed.

Thinking of this, Shazhu couldn't help but miss his old house again.

It's been so long that the seal on the house has changed color, and I don't know when I can return it to him.

If I had a house, why would I do this?

Thinking of this, Shazhu thought of his father He Daqing again.

Although he complained in his heart, if it weren't for him, the house would not have been sealed.

Of course, he didn't bother to care about the reasons behind this, it was just the reality anyway.

Thinking of He Daqing, Shazhu suddenly thought of He Yuyu.

Although they had long said that they had broken off the relationship, after all, blood is thicker than water, and the two of them have always depended on each other.

'well!'

'Let's go take a look sometime.'

Silly Zhu was thinking a lot. Hearing the ouch ouch sound, he couldn't help but speed up his pace.

Behind, Qin Huairu was full of energy.

Looking at the half-dead look of Mrs. Jia Zhang in front of her, and listening to Ruoyouruowu's voice, I didn't feel bored, but felt that it was quite good.

Reaching out and touching the document on his chest, Qin Huairu finally felt at ease.

I made up my mind that when I have time, I must go to the street office and finalize the house matter as soon as possible.

Anyway, the house is in your own hands.

The three of them arrived at the gate of the courtyard smoothly, and with the help of Sha Zhu, Mrs. Jia Zhang was carried into the middle courtyard.

"Huairu, where should I send you?"

Silly Zhu said and looked at the uncle's house on the side.

At this time, how could Qin Huairu not know his plan, but in her heart she had long regarded the original Jia family as the Qin family, and now she was a little hesitant.

"I, I want to go home."

Mrs. Jia Zhang saw that Silly Zhu was not moving, lying on the back of his neck and talking intermittently.

Silly Zhu didn't listen. He looked around in the yard and saw Yi Zhonghai not coming out, so he carried Jia and Zhang directly to Yi Zhonghai's house.

Behind him, Qin Huairu showed a triumphant smile.

With Fuzhu here, there is no need for her to come forward to do these offending things.

In the yard.

The third aunt was talking to Ran Qiuye, surrounded by many people from the courtyard.

The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and the sub-district office has also distributed tasks to various compounds.

The third aunt came over this time to discuss with Ran Qiuye the New Year's attire in the courtyard. This was an issue assigned by her husband.

If Yang Xiaotao was at home, she wouldn't be needed, but if Yang Xiaotao wasn't at home, it would be better for Third Aunt to take action when dealing with Ran Qiuye.

Ran Qiuye had no objection to the layout of the courtyard. As the two of them were talking, they saw Silly Zhu carrying Jia Zhang into the middle courtyard, then standing in the courtyard for a while, and then carrying her directly to Yi Zhonghai's house.

When everyone saw it, they were all surprised.

Jia Zhang actually came out, is this okay?

But the next second, Shazhu and Qin Huairu were seen walking out, and then walking towards Jia's house.

As for Jia Zhang, no one was seen.

Everyone immediately understood that this was placing Jia Zhang in Yi Zhonghai's home.

Everyone looked at each other.

This stupid Zhu Qin Huairu is really not a son of man.

"I'm going to find out what's going on."

The third aunt couldn't see it and walked out immediately.

Ran Qiuye remembered Yang Xiaotao's instructions to stay out of the Jia family's affairs in this courtyard and matters related to Qin Huairu.

Do whatever you like.

He turned around and called Cuiping to walk into the house.

"Sister Cuiping, please spend the Chinese New Year here. It will be so deserted when you go back..."

"Well, that's what I think too. The dead guy in my family doesn't know where to go to be happy..."

The two of them walked towards the house. In the yard, a group of children were chasing and playing around with stones during the Dragon Boat Festival.

On the side, Xiaodang led Sophora japonica and looked at it with envy.

...

A sneeze

Ah sneeze~

Yu Zecheng felt his nose was a little itchy and sneezed twice.

Xiaobo also rubbed his nose. Sneezing can sometimes be contagious.

Since crossing the Huaihe River line, the temperature inside the train has been getting lower and lower.

When I was in Shanghai, I wore a thicker coat because it still felt hot in the house.

Now that I have put on my cotton-padded jacket, I still don’t feel warm.

"Director, you can take a break this time when you go back."

Xiaobo asked with a smile.

Yu Zecheng looked at the dark night outside the window and nodded silently.

"It should be possible."

He said this, but he felt unsure in his heart.

In everything in Shanghai, although he did not participate in the main action, he was the soy sauce and responsible for supporting the whole process.

But that doesn't mean he doesn't know anything.

Especially at the last moment, the information revealed in Wang Wen's roar.

Obviously, the other party was calculated.

There are times when people like this are being plotted against.

Who could be the person who plotted against him?

Song Tao?

Yu Zecheng denied it in his heart.

It's not that he looks down on Song Tao, but he understands Song Tao's behavior. This kind of calculation not only requires grasping the weaknesses of human nature, but also requires strong skills and full self-confidence.

All three are indispensable.

Perhaps, when I was working underground, I could do it with the potential that burst out in crisis.

But now, his energy can't keep up, and it's very difficult to do it.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! That’s not Song Tao, who is the person behind it?

With such a simple method, you can kill three birds with one stone and break the situation easily.

This person...

Yu Zecheng thought of someone.

That guy is young and has a deep mind.

It's really possible.
To be continued...