Siheyuan: I, He Yuzhu, Support Qin Huairu

Traveling through time and space as Silly Zhu in a courtyard filled with love, He Yuzhu looked at his twenty-five-year-old self in the mirror, and then at the pretty widow next door whose man had just died. Yi Zhonghai talked morally with him. He swung back the moral stick with his backhand. Qin Huairu wanted to suck his blood. He smiled and replaced the lunch box with Mistral. Jia Zhang's behavior and wallowing? Sorry, he specializes in treating all kinds of dissatisfaction. The third uncle is playing tricks with him? He let the third uncle know what it means to "suffer poverty if you fail to calculate". When you sign in to the system, you will receive meat and food every day. There are ten acres of black land in the Lingquan space, and your cooking skills directly connect to the gods. The days were going smoothly, and everyone in the hospital was red-eyed. Yi Zhonghai was anxious. Why isn't this pillar stupid? If I'm not stupid, who can I look for to provide for myself in my old age? Qin Huairu bit her lip and looked at the man who was becoming more and more energetic, feeling panicked for the first time. He Yuzhu played with the two Cuban candies in his hand, looked at the people in the yard who were all having their own thoughts, and grinned. Moral kidnapping? Emotional blackmail? Nothing works here with him. He will eat anything but not suffer any loss. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.