Siheyuan: I, He Yuzhu, Stand Firmly Behind Qin Huairu

After transmigrating into Love in the Courtyard as Silly Zhu, He Yuzhu looked at his twenty-five-year-old self in the mirror, then glanced at the pretty widow next door, whose husband had just died.

Yi Zhonghai lectured him about morality.

He swung that moral cudgel right back at him.

Qin Huairu wanted to leech off him.

He smiled and replaced her lunchbox with cold shoulder.

Jia Zhangshi threw a tantrum and rolled on the ground?

Sorry, he specialized in putting unruly people in their place.

The Third Uncle tried to outscheme him?

He showed the old man what it meant to be left poor when your schemes failed.

The System gave him daily sign-in rewards of meat and grain, along with a ten-acre spiritual spring space with fertile black soil. His cooking skills reached the divine level. His life flourished, and everyone in the courtyard turned green with envy.

Yi Zhonghai was beside himself.

Why wasn't Zhu a fool anymore?

If he wasn't a fool, who was going to support me in my old age?

Qin Huairu bit her lip as she watched the increasingly vigorous man, feeling anxious for the first time in her life.

He Yuzhu toyed with two Cuban candies in his hand and looked at the courtyard residents, each with their own agenda. He grinned. Moral blackmail?

Emotional manipulation?

None of it worked on him.

He'd eat anything except a loss.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.