Silly Zhu's Moving: The Old Neighbor's Nightmare

Chapter 189 The Great Devil

Yan Bugui, the only elderly man in the courtyard at No. 95, found himself surrounded by this group of women, somewhat like a scholar encountering a soldier.

Anger offered no good solution, and the women around Yan Bugui chattered amongst themselves.

Yan Bugui, a primary school teacher, was thin and weak, with no fighting skills whatsoever. He couldn't handle Jia Zhangshi alone, and by this time he was already red-faced and swollen with anger.

"Father!" Just then, hearing the commotion at the courtyard gate, some residents who were at home in the front yard came out to see what was happening.

Yan Jiecheng, who was in the crowd, saw his father surrounded by a group of women and couldn't help but shout out.

Hearing the sounds coming from inside the courtyard, the women surrounding Yan Bugui all looked in that direction.

Twelve or thirteen-year-old Yan Jiecheng hurriedly pushed past the women surrounding his father and squeezed his way in.

Yan Bugui was overjoyed to see a neighbor from the front yard come out.

Taking advantage of the moment when the woman next to him was quiet, he hurriedly shouted,

"Everyone come and see! These women are completely out of control! I went out fishing and when I came back, they actually stopped me from going home."

"Let me tell you, I didn't catch these fish at all. I went fishing this morning with He Yuzhu, who used to work in our compound."

Yan Bugui, fearing that people might not remember who He Yuzhu was, continued, "This fish was made by He Yuzhu, He Daqing's son, and he gave it to me after he finished cooking it."

Let me tell you, my newborn third son doesn't have any breast milk right now. This is crucian carp soup I brought back for my wife to help with lactation.

If you keep stopping me, I'll go and get Director Wang from the neighborhood committee. Don't blame me then.

After Yan Bugui finished speaking, he handed the thermos he was carrying to Yan Jiecheng and winked at him to take it and run home.

Twelve- or thirteen-year-old Yan Jiecheng looked at the thermos in his arms and heard that it contained crucian carp soup for his mother.

Ignoring everything else, he grabbed the thermos, ducked slightly, and slipped through the gap between the two women, disappearing into the front yard in the blink of an eye, heading towards his own home.

The women standing nearby were a little scared when they heard that Yan Bugui was going to see Director Wang of the neighborhood committee.

Unconsciously, they retreated. Even the unreasonable Jia Zhangshi was frightened and retreated repeatedly when she heard Director Wang's name.

Now, seeing Yan Bugui's eldest son carrying fish soup and running home, the women surrounding Yan Bugui stepped back and made way for him.

Although the women were somewhat unwilling, upon hearing Yan Bugui's explanation that it was that simple-minded man who gave it to him,

Then Director Wang was brought up again, and all the women were terrified, as the lessons from the previous two incidents were still fresh in their minds.

Jia Zhangshi and several other women were thoroughly slapped by Director Wang. If Director Wang catches them, it's not enough to just get them slapped again.

That would really mean Director Wang would send me to a labor camp.

Although Jia Zhangshi also stepped back, upon hearing Yan Bugui mention He Daqing's son, she still asked, unwilling to give up.

"Yan Bugui, you said this fish soup was given to you by Shazhu, you didn't lie to us!"

Yan Bugui had already called He Yuzhu out in an attempt to escape, but now he was out of options.

Although she knew it might cause He Yuzhu some trouble, she had already said it, so she couldn't worry about it anymore.

"Why would I lie to you? When Zhu Zi and I went fishing at Shichahai this morning, many neighbors in the alley saw us."

When I came back, I was carrying an empty bucket. Zhu Zi had caught two fish, and many people in the alley saw it.

This fish soup was also given to me by Zhu Zi after he made it.

Besides, even if I catch some fish and want to cook it properly outside, where can I go to cook it? It costs money. With that money, I can just cook it myself at home.”

After Yan Bugui finished speaking, he ignored the group of unreasonable women.

He picked up the empty bucket, grabbed his fishing rod, adjusted his glasses, and glanced at the group of women.

With a flick of his arm, he walked towards his own house in the front yard, as if the old man in charge of the yard had returned.

The farce ended just like that; the women either continued eating or went home to eat.

When Jia Zhangshi heard that the crucian carp soup Yan Bugui brought back was made by that silly Zhu, she was amazed.

As she walked back, her little eyes darted around, and she thought, "Yan Bugui could get fish soup back from Sha Zhu, why can't I?"

My family is much more pitiful than Yan Bugui's family, but the thought of that Sha Zhu's family living right next to the neighborhood office gives me a headache.

Why did you have to move to the neighborhood office? Director Wang is a devil, and I absolutely cannot cause trouble in front of Sha Zhu's house.

That despicable idiot Zhu, why does he make fish soup for Old Man Yan's family but not help my family? I must find a way to catch him and get to the bottom of this.

We still need Sha Zhu to provide our family with some food and money.

Old Man Yan's family had a third child and needed to supplement their nutrition, and my Jia family's daughter-in-law is also pregnant with my Jia family's eldest grandson, so my Jia family also needs to supplement our nutrition.

Even now, Jia Zhangshi still thinks that Sha Zhu is still that silly boy who lets her bully him, the little bastard.

This idea was deeply ingrained; after all, Sha Zhu had lived under her nose for many years.

Even when her own son told her about Sha Zhu beating people outside, she didn't believe him at all and wasn't afraid in the slightest.

When Jia Zhangshi returned home, she saw that her daughter-in-law had already set the food on the table.

Regardless of the daughter-in-law who was still preparing dishes in the kitchen, and the son in the house, they sat directly at the dining table, picked up cornbread, and started eating.

It wasn't until she had eaten a cornbread bun in a few bites that her daughter-in-law, Qin Huairu, came out of the kitchen with her bowl and chopsticks.

Jia Zhangshi had just wolfed down a cornbread and was feeling a bit choked when she saw her daughter-in-law come out. She immediately started cursing.

"You wretched wretch! Didn't you see your mother-in-law is choking? You're moving so slowly, are you waiting for me to die before you come out?"

"All you do is cry, cry, cry! You won't even get me my food."

Before Jia Zhangshi could even utter two words of scolding, Qin Huairu's tears were already streaming down her face, making Jia Zhangshi so angry that she wanted to hit her.

But thinking of the grandson inside that little bastard's belly, he suppressed his impulse, and somehow he suddenly snapped.

Once my grandson is born, I'll see how I torment you.

Hearing the commotion, Jia Zhangshi's son, Jia Dongxu, hurriedly came out of the house.

Seeing my mother cursing again, I really don't know what to do.

One is his mother who gave birth to him, and the other is his beloved wife, who is now pregnant with his child.

But his father had passed away a few years ago, and his mother had raised him with great difficulty. Jia Dongxu couldn't bring himself to criticize his mother.

Jia Dongxu took the bowl and chopsticks from Qin Huairu, filled them with porridge, handed them to his mother, and said, "Let's eat."

Then he quietly sat down on the chair next to him, picked up a steamed bun, and began to chew it slowly.