Courtyard House: My Wife is Xu Huizhen

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He Yuzhu asked, "Qing Laosan, how was it? Will you confess?"

"I...I confess, it was Qiu Peng who made the connection and gave me a small yellow croaker."

"Qiu Peng?"

"Yes, it's him."

Qing Laosan felt like he was dying during those few minutes. After experiencing it once, he never wanted to go through it a second time.

This isn't a police station. To put it bluntly, if He Yuzhu kills himself, he'll have died for nothing.

They wrote a report saying they resisted arrest, but no one could verify it for them.

He Yuzhu was somewhat surprised; it turned out there was a middleman between Qing Laosan and Qiao Yuanhong.

Then he asked the middleman Qiu Peng for his address, and Qing Laosan readily gave it to him.

Since that was the case, without hesitation, He Yuzhu put Qing Laosan into the jeep and then returned to the police station with Bai Ling.

Although Qing Laosan has been caught, there is still a middleman involved. Qing Laosan alone cannot convict Qiao Yuanhong.

Qing Laosan was taken into the interrogation room. Bai Ling asked, "Are you going back, or are you coming with us to arrest people?"

Although the actual interrogation has not yet begun, Qiu Peng's address is already known, so the priority is to arrest him first.

He Yuzhu said, "Of course I went with you."

"Alright, let's set off then."

The two jeeps started moving again.

Qiu Peng's home wasn't far away, and he soon arrived at the alleyway, went inside, and came to the front of the courtyard.

He Yuzhu, with his sharp eyes, noticed a white banner in the corner of the wall outside the courtyard.

A bad feeling suddenly crept into my heart.

"Someone died in this courtyard recently."

"What?" Bai Ling asked.

He Yuzhu pointed to the white banner and said, "Look there."

"what!"

Bai Ling was also somewhat surprised. What a coincidence!

This is a large courtyard. If you peek over the wall, you can see that there is white paper pasted on the front of the west wing. This is a white door that is pasted on when someone in the family dies.

This west wing room is Qiu Peng's home.

Two police officers jumped in and woke up the people in the yard.

Soon, an elderly man from the School of Management came out to inquire and then informed them:

"Qiu Peng drowned in an accident the day before yesterday."

"An accident? Drowning?"

"Yes, he was already dead when they pulled him out of the river. I don't know how he ended up in the water."

Bai Ling had a guess in her mind when she heard what the old man in charge of the building said.

What happens next is a matter for the future; today's events were a complete waste of time.

They came with high hopes, but left disappointed.

Back at the police station, Bai Ling asked, "Are you going back now?"

"I'm so tired, can I take a nap in your room?"

"Get out!" Bai Ling said angrily.

"Yes."

He Yuzhu certainly couldn't stay here overnight; he was just saying it.

He hugged Bai Ling, whose face was as cold as ice, kissed her, and then clapped his hands and left.

After everyone left, Bai Ling wiped the drool from her face, cursed "bad guy," and then went to participate in the interrogation.

He Yuzhu was somewhat annoyed after he came out; the death of the middleman Qiu Peng was something he had not expected.

Although they captured Qing Laosan and eliminated the threat to their family, they couldn't convict Qiao Yuanhong and his group without the crucial middleman.

This made him very unhappy.

When he got home, he climbed over the wall and came in. Zhao Yuezhen had already heard the car and turned on the lights.

He Yuzhu entered the house, and she had already gotten up.

"Why are you still up? It's too cold outside. I can wash up by myself."

He Yuzhu pushed her into the quilt, washed up himself, turned off the light, and got into bed.

"Why are you back so late today?"

"They've gone to catch Qing Laosan."

"Caught it?"

"Yes, the crisis has been temporarily averted, but we cannot let our guard down."

Although Qing Laosan has fallen, Qiao Yuanhong might still find someone else.

He Yuzhu dared not let his guard down.

Zhao Yuezhen nodded, then rolled over and lay on top of He Yuzhu...

When He Yuzhu arrived at the machinery factory, it was already past 9 o'clock. He Yuzhu had just sat down when Jiang Hui knocked on the door and came in.

With a face full of anger, he snorted and placed the newspapers and documents he was holding on the desk.

He Yuzhu picked up a pen, signed it, and then asked, "What's wrong? Who made you angry?"

"Of course it was that big bad guy named Sha Zhu who provoked me."

He Yuzhu shook his head and said, "Are you still angry?"

Jiang Hui snorted, picked up the documents, and left.

He Yuzhu didn't care and started planning what to do next.

The arrest of Qing Laosan does not resolve the predicament he faces; overall, he remains at a disadvantage.

However, I still have a backup plan, but I need to wait for the higher-ups to arrive.

With nothing to do all day, he wanted to flirt with Jiang Hui one last time before leaving get off work, but unexpectedly, his brother-in-law Tong Zhi showed up at his door.

"Is something wrong?"

Tong Zhi looked troubled, glanced at Jiang Hui beside him, and didn't say anything about what happened, only saying:

“It’s been a long time since we’ve gotten together. I asked Meimei to cook a few dishes for tonight.”

Although He Yuzhu didn't know why he wanted to see him, he nodded in agreement.

Jiang Hui put the documents away, said nothing, and turned to leave.

After she left, Tong Zhicai asked, "Is this Huihui Director Jiang's sister?"

"Yes."

"This is like planting a little spy next to you!"

"Yeah, I haven't been doing anything lately anyway."

He Yuzhu used to make some precision parts when he had nothing to do at work.

The machine factory was, after all, a new factory, with many low- to mid-level skilled workers.

However, highly skilled workers are extremely scarce, and it is impossible for them to meet the required standards when these precision parts are made.

He Yuzhu had no choice but to carry out small-batch production in his own workshop to complete the manufacturing of core components such as machine tools.

This is also why He Yuzhu is confident; the entire machinery factory would not function without him.

Of course, they are not irreplaceable unless they find a few workers with truly top-notch skills to make up for their absence.

People like Yi Zhonghai, who rose to the rank of Grade 8 worker based on seniority, simply don't have that ability.

As the head of the technical department, Tong Zhi was familiar with the entire factory's processes.

They knew that the machinery factory would face major production problems if He Yuzhu was absent.

He asked, "If Director Jiang really wants to get you out of the factory, then the factory will fall apart."

"Who knows what he's thinking? We'll see."

He Yuzhu packed his things, locked the office door, and they left the machinery factory area together.

The neighborhood allocated many houses to the machinery factory, and He Yuzhu, who was also the head of the technical department and He Yuzhu's cousin-in-law, was given a separate courtyard by He Yuzhu.

It's a bit smaller than a traditional courtyard house, but it's still big enough for them to live in.

Da Zhuang was a good friend of Tong Zhi, and their homes were not far apart.

When He Yuzhu got out of the car, he took out two bottles of liquor from his suitcase and went into the courtyard together.