After taking a fall, He Yuzhu wakes up.
But a steady, calculating voice rings out in his mind with a “ding”: [He absolutely can’t get hurt. He’s my best retirement plan for the future, the one I’m counting on to look after me in my old age! Qin Huairu’s family can’t be trusted. I’ll have to rely on Silly Zhu.]
Xu Damao, “Silly Zhu’s nemesis,” comes over gleefully. “Well, well, Silly Zhu, don’t you watch where you’re going?”
[Hahaha, I hope that cook falls to his death! Let’s see how he’ll pick fights with me then! Better yet, I hope he ends up a complete fool. Tomorrow I’ll report him to the factory for sneaking lunch boxes out!]
The pretty widow Qin Huairu, whom he has been quietly helping all along, pretends to wipe his face with a handkerchief, her eyes red and her expression pitiful.
[Oh, Zhu, please don’t let anything happen to you! If you’re gone, what will Banggeng, Xiaodang, and Huaihua eat? I haven’t gotten this month’s handout from you yet! You can’t hurt your head. How will you be my meal ticket for years to come if you do...?]
He Yuzhu keeps groaning “Ouch, ouch” on the outside, but inside, a storm is already raging.
Good grief! He can only say, good grief!
Who lives in this courtyard? They’re not people at all, but a bunch of “artists” wearing human skin! From this day on, the impulsive, straightforward Silly Zhu is dead. Niu Hulu Mind-Reading Yuzhu is officially here!
It's not bad, listen to the voice of the heart, the new track in Siheyuan