BSI Chapter 234 Qin Huairu's Scheme? Mr. Lin's Rules!
Chapter 234 Qin Huairu's Scheme? Mr. Lin's Rules!
Under Lin Fan's guidance, He Yuzhu and Fang Qingxue have each embarked on completely different paths to heaven.
Only Qin Huairu remains wallowing in the mire of worldly affairs.
Her memories were erased; Lin Fan's supernatural abilities and He Yuzhu's transformed past all became fleeting memories.
She only vaguely felt that He Yuzhu seemed to have suddenly become enlightened and was no longer the silly boy she could manipulate at will.
In the afternoon, the bell rang at the steel rolling mill, and Qin Huairu dragged her leaden legs back to the courtyard.
As soon as they entered the courtyard, Jia Zhangshi's cursing voice came from inside the house.
"Qin Huairu! Where have you been! Banggeng is crying out in hunger, are you deaf?!"
The voice was sharp and cutting, like steel needles piercing Qin Huairu's back.
Her suffering seemed to have no end.
Pushing open the door, I saw Banggeng sitting at the table with a dark expression, tapping his empty bowl with his chopsticks.
Xiao Dang and Huaihua huddled in the corner, their eyes darting timidly at her like two startled rabbits.
"Mom, I'm hungry." Banggeng looked up, his tone full of resentment that it was all just a matter of course.
An indescribable sense of exhaustion instantly overwhelmed Qin Huairu.
She suppressed her surging anger and walked into the kitchen without saying a word.
Jia Zhangshi followed behind her, spitting as she spoke: "Look at you, so slow! What chores, inside or outside the house, can you do properly? If it weren't for this old woman holding you up, you and your children would be starving long ago!"
Qin Huairu turned a deaf ear.
Arguing with this old hag is a complete waste of breath.
The food is served.
Banggeng pounced on it like a hungry wolf, wielding his chopsticks rapidly and stuffing his mouth full.
Only then did Xiao Dang and Huaihua dare to shovel rice into their mouths in tiny bites.
Looking at the three children, Qin Huairu felt a bitter taste in her heart, more bitter than gall.
She had to find a way to make sure the children were fed and clothed.
Her gaze involuntarily drifted toward He Yuzhu's house next door.
The aroma of meat still seemed to linger around my nose.
The dormant thought in my heart began to stir again.
She knew that He Yuzhu's cooking skills had improved by leaps and bounds for some reason, and the food he made was so fragrant that it could steal one's soul.
She firmly believed that deep down, that man was ultimately incapable of being heartless towards her.
She decided to "borrow" some more things.
After clearing away the dishes, Qin Huairu walked to He Yuzhu's door, tidied her messy hair at her temples, and composed herself.
She raised her hand and gently knocked on the door.
"Thump, thump."
The door opened, and He Yuzhu's tall figure appeared behind it.
He saw Qin Huairu, his expression complex, but he still managed a smile: "Sister Qin, is something the matter?"
Qin Huairu met his gaze, and her heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.
The man in front of me seemed to be the same silly Zhu, yet something about him seemed different.
But she didn't have time to think too much. She sniffed, her exhaustion and fragility showing on her face, and her voice became soft and gentle.
"Silly Zhu, what...what delicious food did you make? The aroma is so tempting, I can't even look away."
He Yuzhu's eyes flickered.
He certainly understood Qin Huairu's purpose in coming.
Although Mr. Lin made him "shrewd," he always found himself unconsciously softening towards this woman.
"Hey, I just made this. If you want some, I'll bring some over later."
He Yuzhu agreed verbally, but in his mind he was already planning what dishes to send over that would appease her without upsetting Mr. Lin.
Qin Huairu's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, quietly settled down, and a perfectly timed grateful smile immediately bloomed on her face.
Silly Zhu, still the same silly Zhu.
"Thank you so much, Sha Zhu. Sigh, you don't know, after a long day at the factory, I haven't even touched the coal briquettes at home yet. My back hurts so much, it feels like it's going to break. I'm just too weak."
As Qin Huairu spoke, she put her hand on her lower back and frowned.
He Yuzhu frowned as well.
It's coal hauling again.
He is physically strong now, but the work at the steel mill is just as physically demanding, and he gets tired too.
"Sister Qin, where's Bang Geng? Why don't we just ask him to lend a hand?"
Qin Huairu's tone instantly dropped, filled with deep grievance: "That child has vanished without a trace, where am I supposed to find him? Please, have some compassion and help me this once."
He Yuzhu felt a surge of irritation.
He vaguely felt that Qin Huairu was treating him like the fool she used to be, someone she could summon and dismiss at will.
But seeing her pitiful appearance, he swallowed back the words of refusal that were on the tip of his tongue.
"Okay, wait a moment, I'll put the things down."
He sighed, turned and went inside.
Qin Huairu watched his retreating figure, a silent smile playing on her lips.
She knew he couldn't escape her grasp.
However, He Yuzhu had just put down what he was holding and hadn't even had time to turn around.
From the other side of the courtyard wall, a calm, almost indifferent voice came clearly.
"He Yuzhu".
Just three words, without roaring or howling, yet they exploded in He Yuzhu's mind like an invisible thunderclap.
It's Mr. Lin's voice!
He Yuzhu's blood seemed to freeze instantly, and his face turned deathly pale.
He scrambled out of the house, only to find Qin Huairu frozen in place, her face, which had just been smug, now filled with horror.
Lin Fan stood at the gate of his own yard, his gaze calmly sweeping over the two of them.
There was no warmth in his eyes, as if he were looking at two ants disturbing his peaceful sleep.
"come over."
Lin Fan uttered two words.
He Yuzhu and Qin Huairu felt an invisible pressure descend upon them, making it difficult to even breathe.
The two exchanged a glance, both seeing extreme fear in each other's eyes, and moved closer step by step.
Lin Fan's gaze lingered on their faces for a moment, his voice remaining calm: "What I want is peace and quiet."
"Don't let your petty scheming keep buzzing in my ear."
"Everyone around my yard better behave yourself."
"If anyone tries to play any tricks and disturb my peace again..."
Lin Fan paused for a moment, then spoke slowly and deliberately.
"You will bear the consequences."
He Yuzhu and Qin Huairu were so overwhelmed by these words that they almost knelt down.
They then realized that the previous warning was nothing more than dust that Mr. Lin had casually brushed away.
This time, it's the real trial.
Lin Fan's gaze finally landed on He Yuzhu: "You."
He Yuzhu jumped up and almost ran to Lin Fan, not daring to lift his head.
Lin Fan raised his hand and pointed to the pile of dark coal briquettes in Qin Huairu's yard.
"We moved."
He Yuzhu's face instantly turned pale.
His lips trembled, and he almost cried, "Mr. Lin... I... I'm really tired today, I can't move it..."
Lin Fan's eyes suddenly turned cold.
"Can't move it?"
Before he could finish speaking...
An indescribable terror descended.
It is neither heavy pressure nor confinement.
He Yuzhu felt as if his five senses had been instantly stripped away.
He cannot see light, hear sound, smell odors, speak, or move.
The whole world disappeared, leaving only him, suspended in an endless, cold, and deathly black void.
Extreme loneliness and fear completely engulfed his consciousness like a tidal wave.
He couldn't feel his own heartbeat, couldn't feel his own breath, as if he had become a forgotten soul in the world.
This is more terrifying than death.
Qin Huairu watched helplessly as He Yuzhu's expression changed from fear to confusion, and then to complete blankness. He stood there like a soulless wax figure.
She was so frightened that her legs went weak and she collapsed to the ground, a wet patch quickly spreading out from under her trouser leg.
She finally understood that Lin Fan was not human at all.
It's a god, it's a demon!
Lin Fan stared indifferently at He Yuzhu, who was trapped in a state of "nothingness".
The voice rang out again, this time like a divine pronouncement from beyond the heavens, exploding directly in He Yuzhu's consciousness.
"I'm asking you, are you moving or not?"
He Yuzhu's consciousness trembled suddenly in the endless darkness.
His survival instinct made him scream frantically, but he couldn't make a sound.
He could only nod frantically in his mind, using all his strength to express his submission.
I'll move it! I beg you, please let me move it!
The next second, the world returned.
Light, sound, air... everything returned to his body.
He Yuzhu fell to his knees with a thud, like a fish out of water, his mouth wide open, breathing greedily, tears and snot streaming down his face.
His entire body was already soaked in cold sweat.
Lin Fan's gaze shifted to Qin Huairu, who was slumped on the ground.
"You go too."
When Qin Huairu was swept by that gaze, it was as if her entire soul had been frozen.
She scrambled to her feet, screaming incoherently, "Yes! It's Mr. Lin! I'll move it! I'll go move it right away!"
Lin Fan gave them one last look, his voice icy and chilling.
"Remember, there will be no next time."
As soon as the words were spoken, the two men felt as if they had been granted a pardon and scrambled toward the pile of coal briquettes as if it were a lifeline.
The courtyard finally returned to quiet.
Lin Fan turned around, lay back in the rocking chair, and sighed almost imperceptibly.
He knew that the inherent flaws in this group of people could never be eradicated.
But he was too lazy to eradicate it completely.
All he needs to do is make them understand that the ground beneath the feet of the gods is a forbidden zone.
He closed his eyes and continued to enjoy this hard-won afternoon leisure.
Meanwhile, in the neighboring courtyard, He Yuzhu and Qin Huairu were carrying coal briquettes one by one with trembling hands.
Fear and regret grew wildly in their hearts.
They finally understood, with a profound and unforgettable realization, what kind of being they had provoked.
From then on, no one in the entire courtyard dared to make a loud noise outside Lin Fan's courtyard wall.
His retirement life has finally brought true peace and quiet.