The onlookers immediately exclaimed in surprise, "Golden sauce? What's golden sauce? Do we have that here? It sounds so fancy!"

"Yeah, I've never heard of this before, what is it?" Only Yan Bugui chuckled in the back. This deaf old lady has met her match, and this Ma Hua, that kid is really cunning. He actually came up with this trick, I'd better not mess with him in the future.

Yan Jiecheng, who was watching the commotion from the sidelines, saw his father chuckling and immediately asked, "Dad, what is this Ma Hua talking about? I've never heard of it before. If it really works, we should stock up on some."

Yan Bugui, who was still chuckling, immediately glared at Yan Jiecheng and retorted irritably, "There are plenty of public toilets near the entrance!"

"Ah," Yan Jie was immediately stunned, while Yu Li, standing to the side, felt her face turn bright red; she felt so ashamed of her husband.

The deaf old woman, who had been pretending to be unconscious on the ground, heard that Ma Hua actually wanted to force-feed her "golden juice." Forgetting her pretense, she immediately opened her eyes and cursed, "Force-feed your grandpa, you little brat!"

The deaf old lady was furious. This Ma Hua, so young, how could he be so mean? And this old lady, she pinched herself until she bled. What happened? Didn't she know she was faking it? And Yi Zhonghai, that good-for-nothing, didn't he stop her and let her suffer so much?

When Ma Hua saw that the deaf old lady had woken up, he chuckled and said, "I don't believe you can still stand it. This old lady is dressed neatly, and her silver hair is combed very neatly. She must have been a respectable person before. How could she possibly tolerate being forced to drink 'gold juice'?"

When Yi Zhonghai saw that the deaf old lady had finally woken up, he breathed a sigh of relief. He wondered whether he should force-feed her if Ma Hua had actually brought the "golden juice" (a traditional Chinese medicine) over.

Ma Hua coughed twice, and only after noticing that everyone's eyes were on him did he say, "Grandma, no need to thank us. This is what we should do. Now that you're awake, why don't you tell us when you're going to move these things out?"

"Xiao Yi, I'm leaving everything to you. This old woman has a headache, so I'm going back to my room first. Auntie, could you take me home?" Upon seeing this, the deaf old lady quickly handed the responsibility to Yi Zhonghai and ordered the auntie to take her home.

Helpless, Yi Zhonghai could only direct the younger generation in the courtyard to tidy up. As for where to put the original clutter from the house, Ma Hua didn't care, as long as it wasn't with him.

When Ma Hua returned from shopping, Yi Zhonghai and the others had already vacated the house. Ma Hua looked at the messy room with a sense of despair; it looked like no one had lived there for a long time, as cobwebs were everywhere. "Sigh, let's clean up," he thought. "Moving is fun, and moving all the time is even more fun." It took Ma Hua an hour to finally finish cleaning up.

Only then did Ma Hua have time to look at his own room, two tiled houses, one large and one small. The larger room only had a kang (heated brick bed) that had been laid out; there was no other furniture, probably because it had been stolen. Ma Hua didn't care, as it provided a place to put the new furniture that the system had rewarded him with.

After resting for a while, Ma Hua simply placed the newly purchased washbasin, rags, and other cleaning tools inside the room, locked the door, and left.

Yan Bugui, who was standing at the door, immediately rushed up to Ma Hua as he was about to leave, saying, "Master Ma, are you leaving?"

“Yes, Teacher Yan, there’s nothing in this house and no one can live here right now,” Ma Hua said helplessly. He also wanted to move in as soon as possible, but there was really nothing in the house.

"Alright, Master Ma, if you need more help with the move, just let me know," Yan Bugui said with a smile.

"Okay, no problem, I'll be going now," Ma Hua said, and left immediately after exchanging pleasantries. What's wrong? Did I ask you to help me move, so you're going to treat me to a meal? You, Yan Bugui, are practically scheming in my face.

When Ma Hua returned home, he saw his mother playing with Zi Ming and Zi Shan. Upon seeing Ma Hua, his mother immediately asked, "How's the apartment you got?"

Ma Hua chuckled: "Mom, you know what, this house is really nice. It's a three-courtyard siheyuan, much bigger than ours. The factory allocated me the back courtyard, which has two whole tiled houses. There's even a kang (heated brick bed) in the big tiled house. It's dark, so it'll definitely be warm enough to sleep in at night during the winter."

The mother glanced at Ma Hua with some anger. She didn't want to be separated from her youngest son, but she had no choice. The child was growing up, and she had to let him go out and get some experience. Otherwise, how would he get married and take charge of the household in the future?

"Alright, here's the delivery slip. Go pick it up." The mother quickly took two steps, retrieved a slip from the house, and handed it to Ma Hua.

Ma Hua subconsciously muttered, "With this receipt, I can pick up a Forever brand 28-inch bicycle at the Laodaokou Supply and Marketing Cooperative. Oh my god, what is this?"

“Weren’t you moving over there? You can’t keep walking back and forth all the time, so your dad bought you a car. It’s a good way to congratulate you on your raise,” the mother said affectionately.

"Thanks, Mom, hehe," Ma Hua was overjoyed. This was a bicycle! Finally, she didn't have to walk back and forth anymore.

"No need to thank me. You gave me the bicycle ticket, and the money was bought with your previous salary. Alright, hurry up and go pick up the goods. Your Aunt Liu just said she's already made arrangements for you," the mother said impatiently. "Go, go, hurry up. You're a grown man now, are you going to cry?"

Ma Hua immediately exclaimed "Hey!" and ran towards the gate of the courtyard. By the time Ma Hua arrived at the Laodaokou Supply and Marketing Cooperative, panting, it was almost noon. There weren't many people in the cooperative, only two or three. Ma Hua excitedly ran to the counter and asked, "Hello comrade, I'd like to ask, who is in charge of these bicycles? I'm here to pick up some goods."

To everyone's surprise, the man merely glanced at Ma Hua out of the corner of his eye, sized him up, and then said indifferently, "No stock."

Ma Hua quickly replied, "The comrade called and said that we can bring the talent."

Upon hearing this, the sales clerk stood up somewhat lazily and called out to the right, "Manager Liu, someone is picking up a car."

"Hey, you're here," a tall, particularly robust man walked up to the sales clerk. "Old Li, who wants to pick up their order?"

“I’m Liu Ge,” Ma Hua chuckled. “Isn’t this Aunt Liu’s son? No wonder I was asked to mention him here.”

"Hey kid, what have you been up to lately? I haven't seen you in ages," Brother Liu said, walking up to Ma Hua and patting him on the shoulder a few times.

"I've been learning to cook, but I haven't had the time. Otherwise, I would have come to hang out with you a long time ago. Brother Liu, you've been transferred here now?" Ma Hua asked, slightly surprised.

“Yeah, you can come find me here whenever you have time. Also, let me know in advance if there’s anything else you want to buy, and I can keep an eye out for it for you. Oh, and give me the delivery slip,” Brother Liu said generously.

“Okay,” Ma Hua nodded somewhat embarrassedly. This Brother Liu had been playing with him since they were little, but later he learned to cook from Sha Zhu and Brother Liu got married, and the two gradually lost contact. He didn’t expect to run into him here today.