In the courtyard house of Qin Huairu, an old man named Yi Zhonghai looked at Qin Huairu and brought her a half-bag of flour, weighing about 20 jin (10 catties).

Regardless of Yi Zhonghai's motives, Qin Huairu's trip with Wang Qiang has certainly stirred up a lot of gossip. Yi Zhonghai has repeatedly gone to the factory to report the situation, but to no avail.

This was the first time he had openly and honestly delivered food to Qin Huairu during the day.

If this got out, it would be a blow to his reputation in the compound. But Yi Zhonghai couldn't care less about that now. If Qin Huairu was taken away by Wang Qiang, who would take care of him in his old age?

Yi Zhonghai has given up hope of having children due to his age. His preferred partner for retirement is Qin Huairu, and He Yuzhu is just a huge blood donation package he has prepared for Qin Huairu.

Who would have thought that Wang Qiang would suddenly appear out of nowhere, not only taking Qin Huairu with him but also taking He Yuzhu away, which terrified Yi Zhonghai.

Then I thought of Banggeng, who is still young and has no mother. He is like a blade of grass. How will he grow up?

Although he kept spreading rumors about Wang Qiang and his ambiguous relationship with Qin Huairu, people just took it as a joke. After all, it was only natural for Qin Huairu, a widow, to find another man.

As a result, Yi Zhonghai jumped around and ran around for several days without any results, and instead, someone seized on the opportunity to talk about him.

"Old Yi, are you jealous?"

"Haha, I think he's afraid that Bang Geng will call someone 'dad'!"

Yi Zhonghai thought to himself that he should still give Qin Huairu a small favor now. Leaving aside whether anything had happened to Qin Huairu and Wang Qiang during their many days on the road.

Yi Zhonghai believed that Qin Huairu would still be willing to support him in his old age, based on the favors he had shown her.

However, if something happens between Qin Huairu and Wang Qiang, I will definitely find a way to punish Wang Qiang.

Although he had no connection with Wang Qiang, he was not someone to be trifled with; otherwise, how could he have become the head of the School of Management?

After thinking through the whole story, Yi Zhonghai racked his brains and managed to gather 20 jin of flour, which he would send to Qin Huairu when she returned.

It's been almost a month, and Qin Huairu still hasn't returned. Yi Zhonghai's heart is growing increasingly uneasy, but he still inquires about Wang Qiang and Qin Huairu's whereabouts every day.

That day, Yi Zhonghai saw Wang Qiang's car returning to the factory. He went over to join the fun, hoping to take the opportunity to say a few words to Qin Huairu. However, Qin Huairu completely ignored him, her eyes constantly fixed on Wang Qiang.

He Yuzhu pulled Yi Zhonghai aside and asked him all sorts of questions, including about his sister He Yushui.

So the meeting that Yi Zhonghai had imagined was completely ruined. He'll have to wait until he gets back to discuss it.

"I don't believe you can resist 20 pounds of flour."

Yi Zhonghai watched Qin Huairu's retreating figure and thought to himself.

The factory was closed that day, and Yi Zhonghai was wandering around in the courtyard in front of Qin Huairu's house.

Looking around, I saw that only He Yushui was at home.

Seeing that there was no one else around, Yi Zhonghai simply carried half a bag of flour to Qin Huai Ru Jia.

Previously, Yi Zhonghai would secretly deliver grain to Qin Huairu at night. This time, however, the situation was urgent. So, he boldly carried the grain into Qin Huairu's house in broad daylight.

After all, He Yushui is the only one in the courtyard right now. A young girl like her wouldn't go around spreading rumors.

Moreover, this little girl might come in handy later, perhaps she can trick her brother He Yuzhu into becoming a blood transfusion for Qin Huairu.

She couldn't very well go around telling everyone that she and Qin Huairu had an ambiguous relationship.

Yi Zhonghai stood before Qin Huairu. Twenty jin of flour were placed on the table. His eyes swept over Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu felt somewhat taken aback by Yi Zhonghai's sudden arrival, especially since he came to her door in broad daylight carrying 20 jin of flour.

Seeing Qin Huairu's expression, Yi Zhonghai thought smugly, "I knew 20 jin of flour would be a huge temptation for you."

Yi Zhonghai's eyes scanned Qin Huairu's face and then her feet, seemingly trying to detect any unusual reaction from her.

Then I can manipulate Qin Huairu and have Bang Geng take care of me in my old age. It would be even better if I could adopt a godson. That would be wonderful, but...

Qin Huairu lowered her head, unsure of what to say to Yi Zhonghai.

Qin Huairu blushed deeply under Yi Zhonghai's gaze, and then she saw Yi Zhonghai's smug little expression.

Yi Zhonghai tried many methods and managed to gather 20 jin of flour. His intentions were certainly not just to have Qin Huairu support him in his old age.

Yi Zhonghai looked at Qin Huairu, whose face was flushed, and nodded in satisfaction.

He squinted, gazing at the patch of snow-white skin beneath the wisps of hair behind Qin Huairu's ear. He even wondered if he, too, could have a son with unerring success.

A picture flashed through Yi Zhonghai's mind. It was something he had always wanted, something suppressed deep within his heart.

In his imagination, he felt Qin Huairu was about to get close to him, but after waiting for a long time, nothing happened.

At lunchtime, Jia Zhangshi brought in a basin. She had been keeping a close eye on Qin Huairu and Yi Zhonghai's situation.

To her, He Yuzhu and Yi Zhonghai were the same; she could keep them hanging on, having them deliver vegetables and grain to her family. She could raise her grandson, Bangeng, to support her in her old age.

Therefore, she could tolerate Qin Huairu's ambiguous relationships with other men, but she could not tolerate Qin Huairu marrying another man. What would happen to her if she got married?

When Yi Zhonghai saw Jia Zhangshi enter, his eyes narrowed. This old woman always seemed to appear at crucial moments.

Jia Zhangshi naturally knew what Yi Zhonghai was thinking. She casually came over and looked at the white flour on the table.

Then I looked at Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu. My heart stirred.

"Master, you're quite generous! I wonder who it's for?"

Upon hearing this, Yi Zhonghai felt somewhat embarrassed. He knew that saying it to Qin Huairu would seem to impure, but he also felt a little guilty about saying it to someone else.

Qin Huairu felt extremely embarrassed when she heard her mother-in-law say that, as if she were the one who used her femininity to seduce others.

When Jia Zhangshi saw Yi Zhonghai, she noticed a small bulge in his trousers. Her heart skipped a beat; this old man was truly still going strong.

Jia Zhangshi pretended to be nonchalant and continued to open the flour bag, putting some flour into the basin.

Yi Zhonghai thought to himself, "Goodness, what they say and what they do are completely different things."

No wonder everyone says that Jia Zhangshi is the most difficult to deal with in this courtyard.

Ever since Jia Zhangshi came in, Yi Zhonghai regretted that he should have waited until no one was around. Now, he hadn't accomplished anything in broad daylight and had even given away 20 jin of flour for nothing.

He sat there without moving, quietly watching Jia Zhangshi's actions.

Sure enough, in no time Jia Zhangshi had kneaded the dough and taken away all the remaining flour.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Qin Huairu took the basin from Jia Zhangshi: "Mom, why don't you rest here for a while? I'll go cook!"

Jia Zhangshi and Yi Zhonghai were left behind, staring at each other in bewilderment.