Courtyard House: My Wife is Xu Huizhen

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He Yuzhu reached out and grabbed and twisted his hand behind his back, then forced him towards the courtyard. Boss Bai was naturally unwilling, but with his arm held down, he could only stagger along.

"Let me go!" Bai Wending shouted, but he couldn't break free at all and could only be held captive.

"Give me back my son!"

The white widow screamed from behind, but could only watch helplessly as He Yuzhu remained unmoved. Then, she turned around angrily and said to He Daqing:

"Quickly let go of your stupid son, we're leaving now."

He Daqing, of course, would not agree, especially since his wife was watching from the side. He said angrily, "I also want to know why you came to our door."

Although he had lived in Baocheng for two years, he had been back for two years as well, and he never expected that Widow Bai would come to his door with her son.

Zhu Zi and his wife saw it too. If this matter isn't clarified, he won't have a good time for a while.

"You..." The white widow didn't know what to say.

He Daqing said, "Let's go, we can talk about it at home."

Widow Bai sighed, regretting it again. He Daqing's house and Yi Zhonghai's house were connected, and she really didn't want to enter this courtyard house.

But the eldest son had already been taken in by He Yuzhu, so they couldn't just abandon their son and run away.

Whether you stick your head out or back, you'll still get stabbed; you're going to die either way, so you might as well go in with them. Maybe there'll be a glimmer of hope.

The widow had no choice but to take her youngest son's hand and follow him into the courtyard.

He Daqing hurriedly ran up to Wen Yuping and explained, "You have to believe me, I haven't contacted her for two years. I had no idea she came here today."

Looking at He Daqing's nervous expression, Wen Yuping felt a warmth in her heart. Although He Daqing was old, almost as old as her father, he was absolutely gentle and considerate towards her.

He Daqing didn't let her do any heavy work at home, and she personally cooked all the meals, so she ate better than many other people.

Just staying at home mending clothes and taking care of my son—this kind of life was something I never dared to dream of before.

"Well, I believe you."

Even if it's fake, this kind of life is still better than that of a rich landlord's daughter. What is there to be dissatisfied with?

If He Daqing acts recklessly again, Zhu Zi will take care of him; this is something Zhu Zi promised her.

He Daqing breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that his young wife would make a scene and he would be the one to lose face.

Yan Bugui was also surprised. He Daqing's behavior was clearly not an act, so this matter was very strange. Who brought the White Widow here, and what was their purpose?

"Don't just stand there, go inside and see what's going on."

Aunt Yan gave Yan Bugui a push, and the two of them followed at the back into the Intermediate People's Court.

He Yuzhu brought the eldest brother in. The commotion and fight had already disturbed many neighbors. Some asked what had happened, but He Yuzhu didn't answer directly. They followed behind curiously, and soon the courtyard was filled with neighbors.

Aunt Yi also stood in the crowd and watched. The more she looked, the more she felt something was wrong. Before she could figure out what the problem was, she saw Widow Bai and her youngest son walk in together.

Now I know where that feeling of familiarity came from. Both boys are Yi Zhonghai's sons, how could they not look familiar?

She had never met the two children before, but she knew all about the White Widow's affairs. After all these years, no matter how secretive Yi Zhonghai's actions were, they would eventually leave some traces.

Especially after his father died, Yi Zhonghai had no more concerns. However, due to his reputation and the fact that having a concubine was no longer allowed, Yi Zhonghai did not bring Bai Widow into the family.

In addition, because of some unknown trickery, He Daqing was persuaded to help support the widow and her son, and things remained peaceful.

But why did this widow come to the courtyard house? Could it be that she wants to live with Yi Zhonghai?

Aunt Yi was furious. She couldn't have children and had no means of making a living. This Yi Zhonghai was bullying her too much. Did he want to divorce her?

Thinking about all this, Aunt Yi was so angry that she gritted her teeth. She clenched her fists so tightly that her fingernails dug into her flesh, but she didn't even feel the pain.

Not only did Aunt Yi recognize them, but many neighbors also noticed the resemblance between the two boys and Yi Zhonghai, and some people quietly shared this amazing discovery with others.

This was exactly the effect He Yuzhu wanted, which is why he let the widow go and got her eldest son back on his feet. After all, of the two brothers, the eldest was the most like Yi Zhonghai.

After everyone returned, He Yuzhu asked, "Tell me, what happened today and why did you come here?"

The white widow shouted, "What's it to you? We're not looking for you."

"Hehe, if you keep this attitude, I'll slap you across the face."

"you......"

The white widow was furious. Remembering how Sha Zhu had beaten her back in Baocheng, she honestly said, "We were tricked into coming here. It's all a misunderstanding. Please let us go back."

Surrounded by the crowd, the white widow regretted her actions, wondering how she could have been so bewitched as to believe the words in the letter.

He Yuzhu didn't really know what to do with them. He mainly wanted to stall for time until Yi Zhonghai returned. Only when he saw the White Widow in person would it be a good show.

He said, "Where's the letter? Let me see it."

Widow Bai took out the letter and handed it to He Yuzhu. After taking it, she first checked the handwriting and realized it wasn't written by Xu Damao's family, so she was relieved.

Then I read the contents of the letter. It wasn't complicated; it was written in He Daqing's voice. It said that He Daqing was also having a hard time, and he was lonely and missed the White Widow very much.

After a long period of persuasion, Sha Zhu agreed to let He Daqing live with Widow Bai, allowing Widow Bai to bring her son to live in the capital, and the two to re-register their marriage.

He Yuzhu read very slowly, mainly to stall for time. The widow couldn't help but shout, "Alright, give me the letter, and I promise I'll never come back here after I leave."

He Yuzhu glanced around and saw that the people who had finished get off work had already returned. Yi Zhonghai, Jia Dongxu, and Liu Haizhong came in together.

He Yuzhu then returned the letter to Widow Bai, saying, "Don't let me see you again."

“Even if you invite me, I won’t come.” The white widow folded the bag and stuffed it into her handbag.

At this moment, Yi Zhonghai, standing at the back of the crowd, asked, "What happened?"

The crowd parted to make way for him, and only then did Yi Zhonghai see the white widow and her two sons surrounding him.

Yi Zhonghai was completely stunned. He had previously instructed that no matter what the matter was, the widow Bai was not allowed to come to this courtyard.

After all, the child can't be kept a secret forever. We can't let others find out anything amiss, otherwise all these years of hiding will be for nothing.

But despite all her calculations, so many years have passed, and her children are all of marriageable age, the White Widow suddenly appeared before her with her two sons.

What's even more infuriating is that everyone in the entire courtyard has seen it, and now it can't be kept secret any longer.

He blurted out, "Xiao Bai, what are you doing here?"

The white widow had her back to him, but upon hearing that familiar voice, she excitedly turned around. She was about to rush forward and throw herself into her man's arms when she saw that there were people all around, so she forced herself to stop.

But tears of emotion were already streaming down her face, and the widow couldn't help but say, "Old Yi, I brought my two sons..."

Yi Zhonghai felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing these words. If she were to continue, wouldn't she be telling the whole truth?

He quickly interjected, "Did you bring your child to see He Daqing, hoping to reconcile?"

The white widow swallowed the rest of her words, and after a moment, said, "I came to see He Daqing, but I was deceived."

Yi Zhonghai's arrival made everyone realize that, after all, when the two sons stood next to Yi Zhonghai, everyone could directly compare them, and now everyone knew that the White Widow's two sons were Yi Zhonghai's offspring.

The widow knew she had made a mistake and that it would be too embarrassing to stay there, so she quickly said, "I must have been out of my mind. I shouldn't have come to find He Daqing."

As she spoke, she picked up her luggage and called to her two sons to walk outside.

Chapter 140 Yi Zhonghai Suffers Another Massive Bleeding

Seeing that he had achieved his goal, He Yuzhu stopped trying to stop them, and the others also stepped forward and automatically parted to make way for the widow and her two children to leave.

He Yuzhu asked Yi Zhonghai with a smile, "Old Yi, don't you think these two kids look a lot like you?"

Old Yi's eyelids twitched in shock. This silly Zhu was his nemesis. He hated him for not dying and said all sorts of harsh words.

"Zhu Zi, don't talk nonsense, it's just a coincidence."

"Hehe, what a coincidence! What a coincidence! Since you say it's a coincidence, shall I invite Widow Bai back? Or should she stay in the front yard?"

“I don’t concern myself with your family’s affairs.” Fearing that He Yuzhu would actually keep the widow, Yi Zhonghai couldn’t help but say, “That widow is your father’s ex-wife.”

Yi Zhonghai also wanted to shift the blame to the He family, so he started instigating them to their faces, hoping that He Daqing and Wen Yuping would have a falling out.

He Daqing was displeased and said, "I'm already divorced from Widow Bai. Besides, those two from Dingsheng aren't my children. I don't even know whose bastards they are."

"you..."

Yi Zhonghai felt his face burning. He knew in his heart that both the He family father and son knew that the child was theirs, and that many people in the courtyard probably recognized him as well.

What's the difference between He Daqing saying this and him directly insulting him by name?

He took a deep breath to calm his agitated emotions. He Daqing was trying to provoke him and make him say the wrong thing.

He said angrily, "This is unreasonable. I'm doing this for your own good. If you won't listen, then forget it."

Turning around, he saw his wife's ugly face, sighed, and knew that his secret had been exposed and he was in big trouble.

He glanced back at his apprentice, Jia Dongxu, and gave him a hint before stepping forward to help his wife.

But at this moment, Aunt Yi was furious but couldn't vent her anger. After all, so many people were watching, and she hadn't made things clear yet. She couldn't very well burst the bubble herself.

"Hmph!" Aunt Yi flicked her sleeves, refusing to let Yi Zhonghai help her, and turned to go into the house.

Yi Zhonghai could only quickly follow behind into the house, close the door behind him, and then go to comfort Aunt Yi, who was crying.

"I was foolish back then. So many years have passed and I have long since stopped having contact with her. I never imagined that the three of them would come to the courtyard house."

Aunt Yi just sat there wiping away her tears, while Yi Zhonghai sat beside her, swearing oaths and vows, trying to dispel her concerns.

Aunt Yi's father was a skilled worker in the machinery factory back in the day, and he took on many apprentices, among whom he chose Yi Zhonghai to be his son-in-law.

Yi Zhonghai is almost 40 years old now, and he has no intention of divorcing his wife to live with the widow.