The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Chapter 850 Heart-to-heart talk between father and son
"Grinding scissors, choking on kitchen knife~!"

Early morning comes with the shouts of craftsmen.

In the back-seat room in the west courtyard, two mules have been led out, and uncles Liu Qiang and Liu Lei are putting the carriages on the mules.

There was still a quiet atmosphere in the Dongkua Hospital. About ten minutes later, I got up, soaked in the bath, and washed up.

The door of He Yuzhu's hut opened quietly. He Yuzhu's father, He Daqing, glanced at the door of the main house and buttoned his collar.

The entire hut was tidied up neatly, and the quilts were folded neatly.

Not to mention, although He Daqing has a dead face and usually looks rather dull, in this regard, he still maintains an old cook's pursuit of a clean environment.

Today, I was not in a hurry to wash up. Instead, I opened the door of the main room with an expressionless face and stood quietly by my son's bed.

Looking at his sleeping and confused son, He Daqing, who was holding his hands, couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. He seemed a little speechless that the main house was being tortured like this by his son.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, He Daqing tilted his head and just looked at the photo frame hanging on the wall next to the bed.

"Get up~!"

The hoarse voice with the smell of old smoke suddenly broke through the ups and downs of the big pillar's snoring. He was sleeping soundly, and then he realized that someone had entered his house.

"Who is it? This is, early in the morning~!"

He yawned and rubbed his eyes. He had been thinking about his own affairs for half a night last night and was still sleepy. He Yuzhu asked impatiently.

"Your dad~!"

He Daqing said that his son couldn't stand it anymore. He propped his elbows on the bed board, then raised his head and saw the dead father beside the bed.

"No, if you don't sleep, others are still sleeping. Why are you doing this so early in the morning? You don't even knock on the door when you come in~!"

Seeing that it was He Daqing, He Yuzhu became even more impatient. He sighed helplessly and retracted his head into the quilt again.

"Do you still need to knock on your door? Look at the tidying up in your house. How is it different from a pig's nest? When people are buried, the house is also buried~!"

The father was not used to his son. He lifted the quilt covering He Yuzhu's head and looked at him directly. With his expressionless face, it was quite penetrating.

After saying this, He Yuzhu was even more unhappy. How he lived was his own business. Now that he was back, he really had no control over the matter. Who is he?

"How you live is my business. I can take care of it if I like it. If I don't, then I won't take care of it. Just take care of your own one-third of an acre. Don't worry about me~!"

Dazhu's rebellious phase came a little late, and it can also be said that he left a little late. Facing his old man, he didn't save any face at all and just opened his mouth to retaliate.

The father-son relationship between the two started from the day he walked out of the courtyard and left himself and his sister behind. Silly Zhu, he had no father.

"Get up, let's talk~!"

He Daqing didn't get angry, even though Silly Zhu had already said this, he glanced at the photo frame and sat down on the bed again.

"You and I have nothing to talk about~!"

Or maybe it was Silly Zhu, who didn't notice such an obvious thing was wrong, since his father was too shameless to leave.

he just……

He chose to continue to pull the quilt and cover his head again, out of sight and out of mind.

He Daqing was also very patient. Between the two of them, one and the other were trying to tease each other, but in the end, the stupid son's patience was exhausted.

"Are you annoyed? It's not over, it's not over, it's not over~!"

Seeing that his father was playing this trick with him like a hawk, He Yuzhu had no choice but to pick up the sweater on the quilt and put it on his neck. He couldn't stay at home, so he couldn't go to the factory. When the office stove burned, he would grow old. It's okay to sit on a chair.

"Why did you two have a falling out?" He Daqing asked calmly as he saw his son wearing a sweater.

"You can take care of it, I'm happy to do it. If you still take care of me like this, we will have a falling out, so you should go back home as soon as possible~!"

With a sneer, He Yuzhu didn't even want to look at it. At this time, he was thinking about asking himself. Why did he go there earlier? He ignored the Bai family and came to ask himself. He Yuzhu is now the head of the He family.

"Are you worthy of your mother? How old are you? You plan to live alone for the rest of your life. Look at your house, there is no woman to clean it up...~!"

"Shut up, you are the only one in our family who can't forgive my mother~!"

Hearing that He Daqing, the damn old man, mentioned his mother, He Yuzhu jumped up from the bed and pointed at He Daqing's bitter face with gritted teeth. This was his reverse scale. As he said, in his heart, he always thought that It was the mother that He Daqing owed.

"Yu Yu and I were only a few years old at that time. If Mom knew that you abandoned us and ran away with another widow, and you said I was sorry, the person I would be most sorry for would be you~!"

"Being a father is not like being a father. When we grow up, we pretend to be elders. What did you do before? There are no phone calls or news for so many years. If you go abroad like Li Feng, I will recognize you. , Baocheng, how far is Baocheng, do you know how the two of us have spent these ten years?"

"Your son is dead. You don't have your son here. Don't pretend to be in front of me. I look so disgusting~!"

The conflict between father and son has never eased. Ever since He Daqing returned to this courtyard, He Yuzhu just didn't bother to talk to him. He didn't care whether he was young or old.

Although Yi Zhonghai taught him to respect his elders, hasn't he already given up on it? Others are too lazy to care about the father and son's affairs. Who will interfere? Without Yi Zhonghai, the old fox, who can pick up the moral stick, Silly Zhu will die. I don’t recognize this dad either.

"That's not what I want to talk to you about. What I'm asking is why you two broke up. Aren't you about to get married?"

To say that, He Daqing's city must be deep enough. Even if his son has reached this point, he still won't get angry. Unlike other fathers, his son would have picked up a stick long ago if he dared to make such a big move.

If my mother knew that I had found a widow who had been with several men, do you think she would stand up and whip you~! "

Seeing that He Daqing was still looking straight at him, He Yuzhu became so angry that he jumped out of bed, and the two men started to confront each other.

"A widow is not a widow. As long as she is a woman and can give you a child, that's fine. Even if your mother is here, as long as you get married, she has done her job. What he is worried about is who will give you something in the future after you die. keep……!"

According to the thinking of the older generation like He Daqing, it doesn't matter to him when the children have reached this age. Even if you just find a sow, as long as you can give birth to a child, it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter who you marry, the main thing is to get married and start a family.

"Don't talk to me about it later. As a father, you are happy to find me, but I am not happy to have you. You know how people in the factory talk about me. I am not married, so I want to find someone who is married. That’s okay, before my second marriage, I didn’t know anything about others, and my spine was almost broken by someone~!”

Speaking of this, He Yuzhu no longer had the trace of impatience he had just now. He felt as if he had turned into sophistry. He suddenly put on sweaters and no longer had the courage to look at his father.

It seems that after he came to his senses, he also knew that what he did in this matter was a bit unethical. I'm sorry for Liu Lan, but the family may have to be kicked out of the factory, and he still has three children to support.

But he wants to save face and will never admit his mistakes even if he dies. Last night, he was looking for reasons for himself to escape.

"Don't you know?"

"Then I know that it's the same thing as everyone else knows. How will I stay in the factory in the future? I can't find a yellow flower girl~!"

He didn't want the matter to get to this point, where even his father, who was not in the factory, heard about it, but now it was like this. He couldn't stop Liu Lan from doing this, so he could only reduce his own responsibility.

"We're done, we're done. Have you found the next one? How long have you been together? If things get so big, it's going to be hard to find someone next~!"

"As I said before, it's none of your business. It doesn't matter whether you come back or not~!"

Can He Yuzhu talk about Qin Jingru's matter? There is no need to tell him as a father, right? Before the relationship, he was still hesitant as to why he should raise this issue with Sister Qin.

"Our family's situation is quite complicated. The ingredients are problematic. When we first decided, only Lao Yi knew what was going on~"

"Now, I have to talk to you~!"

……

"When you are in the factory, don't make any noise. Our He family cannot withstand a thorough investigation. Once discovered, let alone finding a partner, I'm afraid the rain will suffer~!"

(End of this chapter)