After leaving the silk shop, Yang Yi went to the parking lot to get his bicycle and slowly rode home.
He had calculated that by the time he returned to the courtyard at this speed, Qin Huairu would have already gotten off work and returned home. She would probably be cooking dinner.
He could go back and rest for a while before eating. It was perfect.
At this time, some workers had already left work.
Along the way, Yang Yi could see many people rushing off work. One look and he knew that they were rushing home.
The pace of life in this era was not slow. Everything was recovering. After all, only by keeping up with the pace could one develop at a high speed.
Yang Yi slowly rode his bike. When he passed the bus stop, he inadvertently saw a familiar figure.
He slammed on the brakes and stopped the car in a hurry. He turned around to look.
Eh, isn't that He Daqing?
In a corner of the station, He Daqing was conversing with a woman with heavy makeup. After that, the two of them entered a small hotel next to the station.
What the f * ck? He Daqing had such a hobby? Yang Yi was shocked. Judging from his practiced posture, it was obvious that this was not the first time.
Uncle Ho usually did not like to talk to others. He did not expect his hobbies to be so wide and his taste to be so strong.
Yang Yi clicked his tongue in wonder. Old He's family was considered one of the wealthiest families in the compound.
Their family's expenses were not high. Their meals were settled in the canteen. They did not need money, and there were leftovers to take home.
Both of their salaries added up to quite a lot. If they had saved up all these years, it would probably be quite a considerable sum.
He had been wondering why Old He's house looked so down and out, without even a decent piece of furniture.
Even Jia Dongxu's house, which was at the bottom of the courtyard, had two wooden wardrobes, while Old He's house had nothing. What was the reason?
Now Yang Yi understood that Uncle Ho's expenses were all here.
Yang Yi shook his head. Silly Zhu, the money that your father saved for you every month has probably been squandered by Uncle Ho.
If you expect your father to help you find a wife, then you probably have no hope in this lifetime.
Yang Yi was surprised that Uncle Ho liked this.
However, on second thought, He Daqing was known as the Widow Harvester in the pugilistic world. It was only natural that he had such a hobby.
Now that he knew about this matter, should he let everyone in the courtyard be lively? After all, it was better to have fun with everyone than to have fun alone.
Yang Yi thought about it for a moment, but in the end, he still felt that there was no need for this for the time being.
Wasn't it good to let Silly Zhu continue to live happily in his dream of saving money and getting a wife? He couldn't shatter his dream. This was really a little cruel. After all, Lord Myna's food had to be provided by Silly Zhu.
Therefore, Yang Yi pretended not to see this and continued to ride his bicycle back to the courtyard.
When Yang Yi returned to the courtyard, everyone had already returned. Naturally, the big event that happened in the rolling mill this morning had spread throughout the courtyard, causing another earthquake.
What was that? Qin Huairu had replaced Yang Yi and entered the factory? Wouldn't that mean that Qin Huairu would be the one earning money to support Yang Yi in the future? Was Yang Yi still lying at home and doing nothing like before?
This simply overturned the three views of everyone in the courtyard.
In the entire quad and even the entire capital, which family did not have men to support their families? Which family would do this? This was simply unreasonable!
Everyone in the courtyard was discussing animatedly, condemning Yang Yi's shamelessness.
Especially when Qin Huairu refused to listen to everyone's advice and firmly defended Yang Yi. In the end, she even said that she was afraid that Yang Yi would be hungry when he returned and wanted to go home to cook. Everyone's feelings were complicated.
All the women were filled with righteous indignation, criticizing Yang Yi's various faults.
The men carefully hid their envy for Yang Yi and did not dare to show it.
At this moment, Yang Yi returned.
"Eh, everyone's here?"
Yang Yi pushed his bicycle and greeted him warmly.
Everyone realized that Yang Yi had actually cut his hair. Heh, don't tell me, this hairstyle, the more they looked at it, the more spirited they felt.
Xu Damao looked at Yang Yi's trendy hairstyle and wondered where he got it cut. There didn't seem to be any barbershops nearby that could cut such a hairstyle, right? He had to find an opportunity to ask. This hairstyle was really quite nice.
If she wore this hairstyle and went to the countryside to play a movie, it would probably be quite eye-catching.
Xu Damao made up his mind. He would ask Yang Yi where he got his hair cut and get one himself.
Silly Zhu looked at Yang Yi angrily. This Yang Yi actually bullied his goddess like this. If it wasn't for the fact that he was no match for Yang Yi, Silly Zhu would have gone up and attacked him long ago. After all, Silly Zhu had always believed that he could fight. He definitely wouldn't compete.
"Yang Yi, if you let your wife take over, what about you?”
Even now, Yan Bugui was still in shock. He still couldn't believe that such a talent had appeared in the academy.
"Hey, Third Uncle, it's not a big deal. I'll just find another job when the time comes.”
Yang Yi was still saying the same thing, but why did he look at Silly Zhu with a strange expression? After all, it was impossible to hide a person's gaze.
“...”
Yan Bugui didn't know what to say. Find another job? Who would believe that?
Everyone could not help but shake their heads and sigh. Poor Qin Huiru. She would have to suffer for a long time after marrying Yang Yi.
Everyone dispersed. There was nothing else to say. Qin Huairu was willing to do it, and Yang Yi had a special status in the Council.
Didn't First Uncle and Second Uncle say nothing?
Everyone left, leaving only Xu Damao hesitating.
"Da Mao, what are you doing?"
Yang Yi was curious. It seemed like Brother Damao was looking for him for something?
"Yang Yi, where did you get your hair cut?”
Yo, she's taken a fancy to my hairstyle. She knows her stuff!
However, Xu Damao's horse-like face really did not match his Mohican hairstyle, so Yang Yi kindly advised,
"Damao, if your horse-like face matches my hairstyle, it won't look good. It'll only be funny. Listen to me, your current nine-sided hairstyle is the peak of your beauty.”
Xu Damao's face instantly darkened. He turned around and left, unable to stop himself from shouting.
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