The Dog King of Siheyuan Tears and Rebirth

Chapter 152: Ruthless Bitch, Yi Zhonghai Returns

Sure enough, in the following days, Qin Huairu's spoon would shake every time she went to the cafeteria to get food, and the amount was pitifully small. She made a fuss, but was always fought back.

After being criticized, she went to her immediate superior crying, but not only did she not get any help, but she was insulted by the cleaning team leader, who said that she was unfaithful and was always thinking about exchanging steamed buns for steamed buns. Now that no one asked her to exchange, she came to falsely accuse the canteen staff.

There was no other way. Qin Huairu stopped going to the canteen to get food because she had calculated that after taking the discount into account, the food she got was less expensive than if she bought the food herself!

As a result, the Jia family's living conditions deteriorated sharply during this period, and even having enough to eat became a problem.

In desperation, Qin Huairu could only go to see Sun Heizi from time to time, but Sun Heizi's life was not easy now, and he had to make a living by finding odd jobs on the streets.

People say that suffering makes people grow. Although the work was tiring before, he still had a good salary every month. Now, there is no work for him to do even if he wants to work hard, so Sun Heizi is now calculating his life.

After getting it a few times, Sun Heizi felt that it was just that. At the beginning, he was willing to pay a few cents for prostitution, but now, he is reluctant to give even fifty cents.

Think about it, you work hard all day and only earn a few cents after working so hard. And that's why you have work to do every day. But in a blink of an eye, the five cents are gone. Every time you finish the work and Qin Huairu leaves, Sun Heizi would beat his chest and stamp his feet in regret on the bed.

Just one evening, Sun Heizi was eating steamed buns with boiled water at home when Qin Huairu came to his house again.

When Sun Heizi saw Qin Huairu coming in, he was a little tempted for a moment, but he soon recalled the regret he had felt afterwards.

"Master, are you eating?"

"Yeah!" Sun Heizi replied indifferently.

Qin Hairu was very unhappy when she saw Sun Heizi's reaction. It would be fine if he only gave her a few cents every time, but today he acted like he didn't want to pay any attention to her. Men are really pigs who don't cherish what they have.

"Master, I, I thought about it..."

As she spoke, Qin Huairu began to take off her clothes quickly.

"No, Huairu! I'm a little tired today. I've been carrying heavy bags all day and I'm not in the mood." Sun Heizi said.

"What?" Qin Huairu said in disbelief.

"Nothing, I'm just really tired, and I'm out of money lately. Look at what I eat?" Sun Heizi said cruelly, "Steamed bread and hot water. I don't even have money to drink now, so why not just forget it in the future!"

"No way? Master, did you not have any savings before?" Qin Huairu said in disbelief.

The reason why she was still willing to keep in touch with Sun Heizi was, firstly, for the eighty cents each time, and secondly, to find an opportunity to squeeze Sun Heizi dry. But now Sun Heizi said that he had no money to eat. How could this be possible?

"Hey! I was alone before. Although I had a high salary, I ate well every day, so I didn't have much savings. I was well fed and my family was not hungry. What was the point of saving money?" Sun Heizi sighed, "Now I know that a penny can make a hero fall. I can't even afford a good meal."

Seeing that Sun Heizi didn't seem to be lying, Qin Huairu was filled with disgust and no longer had the mood to stay in this room full of the smell of sweat.

So she said, "Okay! I'm going home, the children are waiting for me!" After that, Qin Huairu left the house.

"Hey, now I understand what the old saying about actors being disloyal and whores being heartless means. Are you going to turn against me just because I don't have money?" Sun Heizi said with a wry smile.

……

In this way, time quickly came to July of 1963. That night, after dinner, everyone in the yard gathered in the yard to enjoy the cool air and chat.

At this time, at the gate of the front yard, under the dim light, a skinny man carrying a bag of luggage walked into the middle yard.

Seeing someone coming in, Yan Fugui quickly shouted to the thin man, "Hey, what are you doing? Why are you rushing in without even saying hello?"

Hearing the call, Yi Zhonghai stopped, his face full of displeasure. He had only been away for a year and a half, but he didn't recognize Yan Fugui anymore. What was he doing?

So he said, "Who would be bothered by me going back to my own home? Why should I say hello to you?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Yan Fugui looked at Yi Zhonghai in disbelief and recalled, "This voice sounds so much like Old Yi."

Thinking of this, he immediately walked over and looked at it carefully.

"Old Yan, what are you looking at? Don't you recognize me?" Yi Zhonghai said dissatisfiedly.

"Are you Lao Yi?" Yan Fugui exclaimed, "No, how come you have changed like this? You don't look like him at all. How come your hair is almost all white? And why are you so thin? If you didn't say anything, I would have thought you were fleeing from famine."

After hearing what Yan Fugui said, Yi Zhonghai finally realized that he had lost so much weight that no one could tell. So he smiled bitterly and said, "I won't talk to you anymore. I'm in a hurry to go home."

After saying that, Yi Zhonghai walked towards the backyard. At this time, the people in the front yard also understood that Yi Zhonghai had been released after serving his sentence!

When he reached the central courtyard, Yi Zhonghai pushed open the door and walked in, amid the confused looks of the people there, then closed the door behind him.

At this time, Li Xuelian was doing manual work. When she heard the noise, she looked up at the door and saw a thin man. "Lao Yi?"

"Bang!" The scissors in his hand fell to the ground.

In an instant, tears filled her eyes with joy, sadness, and heartache.

"Well, Xuelian, I'm back." Yi Zhonghai choked.

He felt sad when he saw his home which he had been away from for a long time. He had been waiting for this day for a long time, a whole year and a half. He missed this home all the time and didn't want to leave the place where no one wanted to stay. Now, he was finally back.

“Old Yi!” Li Xuelian ran over and stroked Yi Zhonghai’s thin and dark face and cried, “How come you’ve become so thin? Look at your appearance, wuwuwu, I feel so bad…”

"Hey! Xuelian, don't cry, I'm back now, aren't I?" Yi Zhonghai stroked Li Xuelian's back and comforted her, "Life in the labor camp is not easy, the work is hard, and the food is not good, so this is what happened. You can make up for it later. Don't cry, everything will be fine."

"Well, I'm not crying. I'm happy. You're finally back," Li Xuelian said with tears in her eyes. "Come on, come on, sit down. Are you hungry? How about I cook for you now? There's no meat at home. I'll make you some white flour buns first. I've been planning this! I've already bought the flour, but it's hot, so I don't dare to buy meat for fear that it will go bad. Tomorrow, I'll go buy some tomorrow."

"Well, I'm a little hungry. Make me something to fill my stomach first, and we can talk after you finish eating." Yi Zhonghai said.

"Okay, okay, wait a minute, I'll do it right away. There's hot water on the table, take a sip first."

After saying that, Li Xuelian wiped away her tears and hurried to the kitchen.