Siheyuan: The Era of Struggle

Chapter 96 He Daqing

But when he heard that He Yuanchao had changed his job and returned to his hometown, and was placed in a steel rolling mill as the security section chief, He Daqing couldn't help but be shocked by the news, and was a bit dumbfounded.

After a while, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, who would have thought that the dull boy back then would be so promising now.

But there seemed to be a lot of news that shocked He Daqing today. Before he could finish digesting the fact that He Yuanchao had become the security section chief, he heard He Yuanchao say that Sha Zhu was about to get married.

After hearing the news, He Daqing was both relieved and ashamed. He wanted to open his mouth several times to ask about the situation of Silly Zhu's partner, but in the end he didn't have the nerve to ask.

After He Yuanchao finished talking about his experiences as a soldier and what happened after his career change, He Daqing lowered his head and kept sighing.

He probably felt guilty after hearing that he said that Silly Zhu was getting married.

The blisters on his feet were all caused by him, so Lao He ignored him.

He took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. While smoking, he looked at He Daqing who raised his head to say something, and complained somewhat: "When you left with the widow, how could you be so determined to throw it away?" Two teenage children, ignored for several years?”

"I just don't care. When I left, I informed the factory in advance and asked Zhuzi to take over my shift. Moreover, since I left Kyoto, I have sent ten yuan to the Zhuzi brothers and sisters every month. For living expenses, I didn’t send any more until the rains last year.”

Hearing He Yuanchao talk about this, He Daqing, who seemed to have found some confidence, didn't care to ask about Sha Zhu anymore, and hurriedly told He Yuanchao about the money he sent to Sha Zhu's brother and sister.

What he said was sonorous and powerful, and he wanted to prove to He Yuanchao that although he came out to be happy, he did not turn a blind eye to the Silly Zhu brothers and sisters.

"Oh, you sent money? Then who did you send your money to?"

After hearing He Daqing's words, although he had guessed that this might happen before, after hearing He Daqing's personal confirmation, He Yuanchao's eyes lit up, and after exhaling a puff of smoke, he hurriedly asked.

He Daqing, who has been in the society for half his life, looked at He Yuanchao's expression and realized that there was something wrong with the money sending matter. Without thinking, he frowned and asked, "Is that bitch Yi Zhonghai there?" Give the money to Zhuzi?"

"You gave it to me and you went all the way to Baocheng to ask for help? You really think I'm idle."

He Yuanchao glanced at He Daqing and said angrily.

After taking a puff of cigarette, Old Hecai said with a warm face: "You said you are the same, why don't you send your own money directly to Zhuzi and insist on having outsiders pass through it? I want outsiders to know that you, He Daqing, are not People who only care about their own happiness and don’t care about the life and death of their children?”

After hearing the merciless words of his strange brother, He Daqing's face turned green and white for a while, and then he said with a sigh: "Zhuzi was still small at that time. I was not afraid that the money would get into his hands. It’s just a waste of money.”

"Humph, you are sending it to an outsider, are you not afraid that Zhuzi will spend it carelessly? Now, the Zhuzi brothers and sisters have spent your money and have to accept the love of the outsider. It has nothing to do with you, He Daqing."

"Who would have thought that the sanctimonious villain Yi Zhonghai would dare to do this."

After hearing He Yuanchao's somewhat sarcastic words, He Daqing said in shame and annoyance.

After saying that, he started to curse Yi Zhonghai endlessly.

He Yuanchao didn't know how much He Daqing's cooking skills had improved in the past few years, but he didn't know who he learned from this shrew's ability to curse, but it was much better than before. After scolding for a long time, she couldn't find the same words.

"Okay, stop talking about those useless things. You have sent money to brother and sister Zhuzi all these years. Don't you have receipts from the post office for sending money?"

Seeing He Daqing talking endlessly about his wife, He Yuanchao listened for a while and became a little impatient. After throwing the cigarette butt on the ground and stamping it out, he interrupted He Daqing.

"Yes, yes, I'll go show it to you right now."

After listening to He Yuanchao's words, He Daqing, who had been a little out of control due to Yi Zhonghai's anger, immediately came to his senses.

As he spoke, he hurriedly stood up and walked towards the house that the White Widow had just entered.

"Okay, He Daqing, you bastard, a heartless bastard. It's a shame that after so many years with you, you still hide your intentions from me. I can't get along with you anymore."

As he spoke, he came up to He Daqing who had just entered the house and greeted him in the face.

Although the White Widow just entered the house to get angry with He Yuanchao, she did not give up the idea of ​​​​taking advantage of He Yuanchao.

When He Daqing came back and confirmed that He Yuanchao was indeed his biological brother, the White Widow's thoughts became more alive.

While calculating in his mind what benefits he could get from He Yuanchao, he stood up and walked out, wanting to hear what these two brothers had to say.

But as soon as she reached the door, the white widow stopped.

If this goes out, if these two brothers don't tell the truth in front of her, then she will be caught blind.

Thinking of this, the White Widow had no intention of going out. Instead, she stood by the window, pricking up her ears and listening to the conversation between the two brothers in the yard.

At first, after hearing about He Yuanchao's meritorious service as a soldier, Widow White instantly became excited.

In her mind, as long as you are an officer, you will get a lot of salary subsidies and so on.

If He Daqing could persuade his younger brother to relax and subsidize his family, then her family's life would be much better than now.

Before the White Widow had finished planning He Yuanchao's appointment as an officer, she heard He Yuanchao say that he was no longer an officer, but had transferred to another place and became the security section chief of the steel rolling mill.

Now the white widow was even more excited, and she almost couldn't hold back her urine.

She had seen the majesty of the security section chiefs in some of their factories, let alone those in Kyoto, whose wages, benefits, etc. were at a loss for a year.

The white widow was holding back the urge to urinate, and was just about to hear what surprises this brother, who had brought "benefits" to her door, could bring her.

Then he heard that He Daqing sent money to the two brats who were still in Kyoto behind his back, not just once, but for several years.

The distressed White Widow suddenly lost her urge to urinate. This was her money, and she had spent it unknowingly on those two brats in Kyoto.

Before she could finish feeling distressed, she saw He Daqing entering the house like a dog being chased away.

The anger in Widow White's heart suddenly came up. She no longer cared about some shitty brother sitting in the yard, and started shouting fiercely at He Daqing who entered the room.

Although He Daqing is henpecked, this old boy does have a way of dealing with old ladies.Facing the White Widow who stretched out her hand towards her face, she was not confused at all. She reached out and grabbed the hand that was about to scratch her face, and with a strong force, she pulled the White Widow into her arms.

The other hand was not idle. After hugging the white widow's waist, he lowered his head and whispered something in the white widow's ear.

After hearing what He Daqing said, although Widow White still had a dubious look on her face, she must have stopped working hard.

Leaning in He Daqing's arms, after thinking for a moment, he looked up at him and said suspiciously: "Is what you said this time true? Didn't you lie to me?"

"I won't lie to you this time. If my younger brother is satisfied with the correct answer, your second son will want to work in Kyoto in the future, and it won't be a matter of his words."

Seeing that Widow White believed what he said, He Daqing stared at his big eyes and said extremely sincerely.

"Then let's put it this way, I won't pursue the matter this time, but He Daqing, you can't lie to me this time, otherwise I, Li Xiuzhi, will never let you live in peace for the rest of your life. Okay, let me go and go do your work. It’s about that good brother.”

Seeing that what He Daqing said was categorical and that the man sitting outside the door did look like an official, Widow White thought about it for a moment and chose to believe what He Daqing said.

But when he believed, he did not forget to put down the harsh words first, so that He Daqing could carefully consider the consequences of deceiving him.

He Daqing, who didn't take the White Widow's cruel words seriously, stopped talking nonsense after seeing that he had temporarily blinded the shrewd woman.

After pinching the white widow's plump ass with a playful smile, she let go of the shrewd woman in her arms.

"Smell of virtue."

Seeing He Daqing rummaging around in the cupboard where they put their clothes after taking advantage of him, Widow White spat angrily.

After finding what he wanted in the closet with ease, He Daqing stopped fussing and walked towards He Yuanchao in the courtyard with a small cloth bag as big as a palm in his hand.

Seeing He Daqing take out a small cloth bag that he had never seen before in the familiar cupboard, Widow White also wondered for a while, when was this hidden?He didn't realize it at all.

As soon as He Daqing came out of the house, she didn't care to listen to what the brothers said anymore, and couldn't wait to rummage in the closet just now.

She wanted to see what else He Daqing, that bastard, was hiding behind her back.

After reading the post office receipt that He Daqing gave him, He Yuanchao had an idea. The rest depended on the attitude of the old boy Yi Zhonghai.

After putting the receipt in a small cloth bag and placing it casually on the back seat of the bicycle next to him, He Yuanchao looked at He Daqing with a half-smile.

He heard everything the White Widow shouted in the room just now, but as for how He Daqing comforted the White Widow, he was not interested in knowing.

Instead, he asked why He Daqing left Kyoto to live a good life, but insisted on coming to Baocheng with the White Widow.

If it was said that it was because He Daqing was greedy for the beauty of the White Widow, then he would not believe it if He Yuanchao was killed.

After all, with He Daqing's income at that time, he could afford to support the White Widow's family even in Kyoto.

Even if the White Widow doesn't like the Si Zhu brothers and sisters and doesn't want to be a ready-made stepmother, it's not impossible to rent a house outside.

Therefore, He Yuanchao, both in his previous life and now, is very curious as to why He Daqing had to leave his hometown and come to protect the city with the White Widow.

After He Daqing saw his brother smiling at him, he was already prepared to be ridiculed, but unexpectedly, He Yuanchao finally asked him why he wanted to leave Kyoto.

He Daqing took a deep look at his brother, whom he had not seen for more than ten years, and then sighed.

Then he told He Yuanchao what happened after he left as a soldier, and the causes and consequences of his leaving Kyoto.

It turned out that after his stupid grandfather passed away and He Yuanchao left to serve as a soldier and the army, He Daqing thought about living a peaceful life in Kyoto by guarding his old house and relying on his own craftsmanship.

But what he didn't expect was that the sky was unpredictable and people had misfortunes and misfortunes. Within two years, He Daqing's wife abandoned her two children and passed away.

Although He Daqing was a cold-blooded person, and Silly Zhu's mother did not deal with him less when she was still alive, after all, they were the original couple who had lived together for many years and gave birth to a son and a daughter for him.

Therefore, He Daqing was still sad about the death of his wife for a long time, and then slowly recovered.

Regardless of whether He Daqing had any extravagant thoughts at the time, life as a widower with two children was not easy.He thought that when the Shazhu brothers and sisters were older, if he met the right one, he would find another wife.

But in those years, the war was turbulent and everyone was in danger. He Daqing didn't meet anyone who liked him, so the matter of marrying a daughter-in-law was postponed.

Later, after the liberation of Kyoto, He Daqing also relied on his skills and was assigned to work as a canteen master in the steel rolling mill of the former "Lou Bancheng" family.

Although the steel factory is still privately owned in name, the "talkers" have become military representatives stationed in the factory.

In this way, He Daqing lived peacefully in the canteen of the steel factory, messing around with his life. Occasionally, former regular customers would invite He Daqing to come to cook a meal for him, to satisfy his cravings, or to entertain friends.

As time went by, He Daqing also became somewhat famous in some emerging circles of "powerful people", and more and more people came to him for cooking.

As society gradually stabilized, some remarks that frightened He Daqing also reached his ears.

Especially after seeing some people who were dealt with by the organization and escaped privately, He Daqing was even more worried all day long.

Because he had not only cooked for the Japs before, but also had a family dinner for Fu Zuoyi and his officers. He couldn't figure out whether this was considered a traitor or a reactionary.

In this era, people are very vigilant and dare not ask anyone casually. Therefore, he is always on guard, fearing that someone from the organization will suddenly come to him and tell him: "He Daqing, you have done something wrong."

Privately, he had not thought about escaping from Kyoto, but if no acquaintance came to seek refuge, not to mention whether he would be able to eat, the identity issue alone would be enough for him to drink.

He Daqing had not thought about the idea of ​​escaping to the deep mountains and old forests, but when he thought of being alone in the desert, he immediately rejected this unreliable idea.

He Daqing then lived carefully every day until one day, in the canteen of the steel rolling mill, he met a white widow who came from Baocheng to visit relatives in their canteen.

(End of this chapter)