Transmigrating Through the Heavens: Starting with the Silly Pillar of the Courtyard

Chapter 29 Xu Damao's Ambition

He Yuzhu admired Xu Damao very much. Look at Xu Damao's sharp eyes, and then look at Shazhu.

It's only because he transmigrated that Sha Zhu would have fallen out with his master, Wang Defa, and become an apprentice at a steel mill.

He Yuzhu had been curious ever since he transmigrated: why did Sha Zhu, who had Wang Defa as his master, have to work as an apprentice in a steel rolling mill for several years?

It wasn't until I personally experienced the brainwashing by Yi Zhonghai and the deaf old lady that I realized these two old bastards were definitely involved.

If that idiot Sha Zhu gets stirred up by Yi Zhonghai and the deaf old lady, and then runs into his master Wang Defa to teach him a lesson, he'll definitely turn on him.

Compared to his master Wang Defa, Yi Zhonghai, and the deaf old lady, their usual trick was to say what Sha Zhu liked to hear, and then secretly instill their crooked and evil language into Sha Zhu.

Once they had Sha Zhu under their control, he changed completely. It can only be said that Sha Zhu was too naive and trusted the wrong person, and that there wasn't a single person around who genuinely cared about him.

The deaf old lady was only concerned with her own comfort; otherwise, if she truly loved He Yuzhu, how could she have let him remain unmarried at thirty?

They pushed Lou Xiao'e to He Yuzhu because they knew Lou Xiao'e couldn't have children. They figured that if they were together, the two of them could take care of her, wouldn't that be wonderful?

Both being natives of this era, Xu Damao lived a very successful life, winning over young wives and girls one after another.

Finally, he married the daughter of a wealthy capitalist, and when the opportunity arose, he seized it and enjoyed a few more years of glory.

Xu Damao was the real winner in life, even though he had no descendants and didn't have much money later on.

But that's the screenwriter's fault. The real Xu Damao would never have fallen so low; on the contrary, he should have lived a more exciting life after the reform and opening up.

When He Yuzhu saw Xu Damao, he felt a sense of unease, like the saying "Why did fate create both Zhou Yu and Zhuge Liang?" If he hadn't come, the two of them would probably be enemies by now.

The "child-severing kick" technique taught by Yi Zhonghai probably already landed on Xu Damao's groin. This also reveals the dark side of Yi Zhonghai's heart.

He had been kicked before, so he particularly enjoyed seeing others treated the same way.

Yi Zhonghai has had no children for so many years; to say he's chaste would be unbelievable, even to a fool. Yet, he doesn't think there's anything wrong with himself, or rather, he dares not doubt it.

However, Yi Zhonghai is definitely the most qualified person to speak on this set of "child-severing kicks".

He Yuzhu easily persuaded Xu Damao to leave with a few words before going upstairs to rest.

There's no need to get too close to Xu Damao; they'll have conflicts sooner or later anyway. Just maintain a superficial relationship.

This isn't He Yuzhu being noble; it's simply that Xu Damao is utterly inhuman. When he becomes evil, there's absolutely no reason behind it. He's evil for the sake of being evil, even if he doesn't gain anything from it.

He simply doesn't want to see you doing better than him; that reason is enough.

I knocked on the door and asked He Yushui first, and learned that she was almost asleep.

He Yuzhu returned to the house, closed the bedroom door, and then slipped into the space.

It was a little after nine in the morning in his personal space. He Yuzhu went to the field to pick some ripe vegetables.

Then he went to the warehouse, picked up a bag of cornmeal and put it on the trolley.

They pushed the cart to the livestock shed, where they mixed the cornmeal into a semi-dry, semi-wet state before feeding it to the pigs and sheep.

As for the chickens and ducks, they were given some corn kernels to run around and eat feed.

I'd been busy for almost an hour, so I went back to wash up. Then I went back to my bedroom and watched TV for another hour before finally resting.

Thankfully, I had downloaded a few TV series and movies on my computer back then. Even though I'd watched them many times before, just hearing the audio gave me a feeling of being back in the modern world.

When the alarm rang at 6:30, He Yuzhu casually turned it off.

He went into the bathroom naked, took a hot shower, and then got dressed and went outside.

He Yushui had actually knocked on the door a few times at night, but He Yuzhu didn't answer, so he assumed his older brother was asleep.

When we were renovating, all the bedroom doors had latches to prevent people from coming in and finding out he wasn't in the room.

It's alright now, but after I get married, I'll only be able to go into the space to work after I've put my wife to sleep at night.

Thinking about this, He Yuzhu once again felt that there was no downside to his space not having intelligent robots.

At 8:40 a.m., He Yuzhu left his home and rode his bicycle toward the steel rolling mill, which was only a few kilometers away.

He could definitely arrive on time in twenty minutes by bike. If he weren't the director of the guesthouse, He Yuzhu wouldn't have to worry about being late or leaving early.

Now we must lead by example. Leaders can't be late or leave early themselves; how can they manage their subordinates?

You say something to someone, and they retort with something back; you do the same thing.

On the way, He Yuzhu looked at the woman in front of him with curiosity. What was she doing here?

Could it be that the other party came here specifically to wait for him today? He had to admit that he had guessed correctly again.

"Zhu Zi, are you going to work?"

"Sister-in-law Jia, where are you going?"

"I'm going to buy groceries, Zhu Zi, can you take Sister Qin to the market?"

He Yuzhu looked at the other party with a mocking expression; they had changed their tactics.

Instead of begging door-to-door, they started bumping into each other on the street.

"Sister-in-law Jia, I'm going to be late soon, so please be careful on your way."

"Zhu Zi, why do you always avoid Sister Qin? Tell me what I did wrong, and I'll change it."

Qin Huairu grabbed He Yuzhu's clothes, but He Yuzhu didn't want to get into a physical altercation with her on the street.

"You didn't offend me; it's just that I didn't dare to mess with your family. Alright, Sister Jia, everyone saw it. Let go, I'm really late."

"Zhu Zi, promise me you won't hide from me, then I'll let go."

"Okay, I won't avoid you."

Qin Huairu let go when she heard He Yuzhu say that.

He Yuzhu hurriedly rode his bicycle toward the steel rolling mill.

Sometimes He Yuzhu felt exhausted for Qin Huairu, who was always scheming and plotting, and he didn't know what she was after.

They could live a good life if they were frugal, but they insist on comparing themselves to others.

As for Jia Zhangshi, she was lazy and did nothing all day long.

In other words, the village has had a relatively large amount of grain due to land contracting in the last two years.

By letting their relatives cultivate their land, Jia Zhangshi and Qin Huairu were able to receive a batch of grain from their hometown every year.

However, the more triumphant they were in the beginning, the more painful their later life would be. The fact that Jia Zhangshi and Qin Huairu can still eat hot meals in the courtyard house is also related to the fact that the rationing system had not yet been changed at this time.

In fact, Jia Zhangshi and Qin Huairu were able to transfer their household registrations before 55, but they were greedy for the grain from their hometown.

Even though the neighborhood committee had been publicizing it for a long time, Jia Zhangshi and Qin Huairu still didn't transfer their household registration.

They were dumbfounded when they finally tied the opening completely shut.

At that time, until 58, it was still possible to change one's household registration.

Either return the original grain to the brigade, or you can spend some money to find someone to help you resolve the issue.

Unfortunately, they missed both of these opportunities.

It's not that they missed out; it's just that both women are born under the Pixiu sign, and they would never be willing to do something for money.

If Jia Dongxu hadn't died unexpectedly, his family would probably have been a single urban ration supporting six people.

Sometimes I wonder if Jia Dongxu's accident was simply because he couldn't handle it anymore. After all, he was supporting his whole family on his own at that time, and their daughter, Huaihua, was about to be born.

According to the plot, Jia Dongxu passed away in 61. That was during the final stages of the most difficult period, and Jia Dongxu probably saw no hope.

He would only choose to leave if the future seemed bleak. Of course, this was all just He Yuzhu's wild guess, and it could really have been an accident. At least it wasn't Yi Zhonghai who deliberately harmed him, otherwise Yi Zhonghai wouldn't have escaped being arrested either.

This is why Yi Zhonghai often says that the Jia family is in trouble and that everyone needs to help them.

When times get tough, money won't be of much use unless you're willing to exchange small yellow croakers for ten pounds of flour.

This shows how precious food was back then.

Not only would Jia Zhangshi not have the money, but even if she did, no one would sell to her. Or even if she did have the money, she couldn't afford the grain available at that time.

Yi Zhonghai delivered ten jin of cornmeal to Qin Huairu at night, which many people thought was too little.

Actually, there were quite a few. Back then, women were worthless. Sleeping with a woman once was worth ten pounds of cornmeal, which was quite expensive.

It's like going to the countryside to marry a wife; all you need is a few pounds of flour.

Or some families would simply give away their daughters for free, at least to ensure their survival.

Sha Zhu can't find a wife; it's all his own fault.

He was a cook; he was able to support his entire family for those three years.

If you go to the countryside and take a look around, you'll find plenty of beautiful young women.

He Yuzhu felt sorry for the original owner when he thought about this. He wondered what was in the original owner's brain except for water.

Anyway, when he transmigrated and merged with the other person's memories, there really wasn't much.

Aside from recipes and secret formulas for Shandong cuisine and Tan family cuisine, there is very little other knowledge available.

He Daqing's single sentence, "Silly Zhu," summed up the original owner's entire life.

If such a person has both parents who are alive and well, then their shortcomings can be addressed.

Unfortunately, his mother died and his father ran away, so it's no wonder that Yi Zhonghai, the deaf old lady, and Qin Huairu were able to control Sha Zhu to death.

As Qin Huairu watched He Yuzhu's handsome figure disappear on his bicycle, a voice inside her kept telling her that only by holding onto him could she live a good life.

Qin Huairu didn't know why, but ever since she married into the Jia family, every time she went out and saw the main house, she always felt that she was born to live there.

Seeing He Yuzhu made her feel that he should obediently grovel at her feet and become a lapdog.

This is also why Qin Huairu readily accepted Jia Zhangshi's suggestion to go beg for food at Sha Zhu's house.

It's not that Qin Huairu is truly shameless, nor that she can really swallow her pride and remain unmoved.

Every time Qin Huairu was rejected by He Yuzhu, a voice inside her would tell her that just one step, just one step, would be enough to break through this barrier.

The deafening sound echoed in her mind, making Qin Huairu unconsciously want to test it.

No matter how many times she was rejected, she never felt despair. On the contrary, she remained confident that she could win over He Yuzhu.