Chapter 474

After He Yuzhu helped Xu Damao up, Xu Damao really lost his energy, like a knife whose tip was broken and its blade blunted.

I knelt down to Shazhu...?

I knelt down to Shazhu... Hehehehe, I knelt down to him!
I, Xu Damao—what am I, Xu Damao?
My own mother knelt down for me, and I knelt down for Sha Zhu...

Xu Damao recalled these two thoughts in his mind, and felt that there was nothing more humiliating and stimulating in the world than this.

The humiliation at this moment made him even feel that the world was spinning, he couldn't hear anything, his whole body was numb, and he couldn't move at all.

I don't know what to say or what to do.

I don't know when he returned home, Xu Damao was like a wooden stake, he didn't say a word, his eyes were blank.

"Da Mao, some things have to be figured out..."

"If it's just for me, I'll starve to death, and I won't let you beg for help."

"But we are for the children..."

"For Xu Jizong's child, and for the blood of the old Xu family, we can endure any hardship and do any shameless thing."

Xu Damao's mother could see that her son was deeply hit, especially when she knelt down to Shazhu, her son's shoulders seemed to be smashed down by the steel frame of the rolling mill, and he could no longer straighten his spine or shake his shoulders .

After Wen Yan persuaded him for a while, Xu Damao remained silent, his eyes staring straight.

Xu Damao's mother had no choice but to put it another way: "Damao, I know you have a high spirit, but we can't compete for a while, let's compare for three generations, don't you think?"

Xu Damao's face moved slightly: "Compare three generations?"

"What's Bi Sandai?" Yang Dahong kowtowed the melon seeds, crossed his legs, and asked curiously like a normal person.

Xu Damao's mother and Xu Damao both ignored her—this is a heartless rice bucket with rotten crotch, even her own son Xu Jizong is not as important as her own food, because she has been fooling around, scolding and swearing, and other things Don't count on it at all.

Seeing Xu Damao's interest, Xu Damao's mother quickly explained: "Comparing the three generations, it is comparing the three generations of our family with the three generations of He Yuzhu's family."

"Let's talk about your father and He Yuzhu's father first, who do you think won?"

Xu Damao replied directly: "It goes without saying, my dad!"

"Although my father died early, he plotted against Lou Bancheng, managed two houses, and made a lot of connections; when my father was around, our family ate well and drank spicy food, so we didn't have much to worry about in exchange for money. That is to say, he didn’t fight against Lou Bancheng in the end, so he fell.”

"He Yuzhu's father, He Daqing, what kind of thing is he? He can't move when he sees someone with long hair. It doesn't matter if it's a widow or something. As long as you talk to him, he wants to start talking."

"Which woman said a few more words to him, he would be like a dog meeting a bone, chasing after others to talk. He worked hard in Fengze Garden, and left his children and ran away for a widow. Silly Zhu moved forward more than ten years ago." Years, what kind of life did we live, none of us know?"

"It's all because of the irresponsibility of the father, He Daqing."

"Although my father has passed away now, there is nothing to say to our family. Even if he loses, he also loses to the big capitalist Lou Bancheng; He Daqing is not qualified to be compared with my father!"

Xu Damao's mother nodded: "You are right in thinking, that's right."

"Let's compare three generations, the first generation, your father is better than He Yuzhu's father, isn't it?"

"Needless to say the second generation, because the situation in the past two years is special, because your father was cleaned up by Lou Bancheng, and He Yuzhu seized the opportunity to jump into the dragon's gate again. We have to recognize this generation, we can't beat him."

Speaking of this topic, Xu Damao's face turned gray and depressed.

Silly Zhu, He Yuzhu, Director He... What about yourself?

An ordinary apprentice worker in the second production workshop knelt down and kowtowed to beg for his salary.

He Yuzhu's daughter-in-law is a beautiful and pure girl from the countryside. My Xu Damao's daughter-in-law is an ugly monster with a rotten crotch. Before marriage, she had sex with five men.

People give birth to three boys at a time, but my family only has one.

Moreover, I was crippled by this little bastard, Banggen, and it will be very difficult for me to get back up in this life.

Can't compare, can't fight, it's completely overwhelmed by silly Zhu!
Xu Damao's mother continued: "Da Mao, we and He Yuzhu's family will win and lose."

"Next, let's hold on to the third generation!"

"Compared to the third generation?"

Xu Damao nodded in a daze, and looked at his son Xu Jizong.

Xu Jizong's triangular eyes were staring at him.

"dad--"

Xu Jizong said.

Xu Damao felt that everything became clearer and lighter.

"Son, you must strive for success in the future!"

Xu Damao hugged Xu Jizong, with tears in his eyes: "You must strive for success, no matter what, you must beat the three brats from Shazhu's family! You must beat them!"

"All the hope of our family rests on you alone!"

Seeing him cry, Xu Jizong thought it was quite amusing, he giggled: "Dad...Dad..."

"Oh, good son! My good son!"

"Dad kneeling today is all because of you. When you grow up, you will be able to become a high-ranking official. Let Sha Zhu kneel down for Dad, and let their whole family kneel down for us, okay?" Xu Damao asked.

"Dad...Dad..." Xu Jizong smiled.

Xu Damao finally calmed down: "Hey, my good son!"

Xu Damao's mother also breathed a sigh of relief.

It can be regarded as overcoming this difficulty!
……

He Yuzhu smiled slightly as he listened to the Xu family's discussion.

Than three generations?
Yes, I want to see what kind of talent and high official your family can teach Xu Jizong, a foreign baby, to become!

The next day, Xu Damao went to the rolling mill.

The job has not changed, and he is still sweeping the streets. He is almost in a hurry.

Lose all your face, or sweep the streets?

After asking about it, I was sure that the sweeping of the street remained the same, but the wages of the apprentices were still paid.

Xu Damao had no choice but to sweep the street again.

In the afternoon, a person came to Xu Damao alone.

"Why haven't you come to me for so long? I miss you." Yu Haitang said with a smile.

When Xu Damao saw that she was still thinking about him, his heart suddenly became hot, and he wished he could pounce on her, use sweet words, talk to her, and let off steam.

However, it is a pity that his heart is hot because his heart is hot, but his body is cold, unresponsive, calm and rational to a rather outrageous level.

Of course Xu Damao knew what was going on in this state.

In desperation, he had no choice but to reject Yu Haitang with a cold face.

Yu Haitang frowned at first, and then became a little suspicious: "I heard that you were beaten by the barber shop's apprentice stick, and now you can't even touch women? Is it true?"

Xu Damao opened his mouth, but couldn't speak, and swept the floor with his head sullen.

(End of this chapter)

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