I am a cripple in the Siheyuan. Who am I afraid of?

Chapter 600: It's not possible to rely on him to carry on the family line

Song Wu shook his head and looked at He Shunli, smiling and said to him: "Tell me, what is the purpose of the deaf old lady putting a jade seal on the beam?"

As soon as he said this, He Shunli was so shocked that he couldn't even sit on the bench and fell to the ground with his butt.

"You, how do you know?"

Song Wu smiled and said, "I have turned your house upside down and it is almost finished being renovated. Do you think I know anything about it? To be honest, I have already taken out the imperial seal. It is too late for you to make any plans."

He Shunli was panicking just now, and now he was frightened, his face turned pale. "You, did you take it down from the beam?"

Song Wu smiled and nodded. Sha Zhu, who was sitting on the side, was a little confused and didn't know what to say.

He Shunli's body suddenly went limp, his soul in dismay. He was still muttering in a low voice, "It's over. It's too late. There are only two years left before the sixth decade, and at the last moment, all the efforts are wasted."

Sha Zhu heard what he said, but he had no idea what he was talking about. He asked anxiously, "Sit up and tell me what's going on. What do you mean by a 60-year period?"

Song Wu stood up from his seat and walked to He Shunli, lifted him up, put the stool in place, and made him sit up straight again. He patted his face and asked him to calm down: "Boy, no matter your surname is Yoshikawa or He, tell me what happened. Tell me what the old Japanese woman is planning."

He Shunli kept his head down and said nothing. Song Wu said directly: "He slapped the teacup in front of him into the table. The teacup and the table were intact, but the teacup was embedded in the table."

He Shunli was shocked and couldn't believe what he saw. Sha Zhu was also startled. He looked at the cup embedded in the table, and the rim of the cup was flush with the tabletop. He took a deep breath. He was not surprised. After all, they had been neighbors for so many years, and he knew a little about Song Wu's methods.

He Shunli pretended to be frightened and took advantage of the moment when Song Wu sat back down, turned around and rushed towards the door, apparently preparing to run away.

But before his hand touched the door latch, his collar was grabbed by someone. Song Wu, who had just returned to his seat, appeared behind him, grabbed his collar and pulled him back. "Don't explain clearly, kid. You can't go anywhere in this yard. You can shout at the top of your lungs. East, west, south, north, and east are all my yards. No one will pay attention to you. Let me make it clear to you. Since you have walked into the trap today and come to my house on your own initiative, you two should stay here. If you don't explain things clearly, you will stay here for one, two, ten, or eight years."

Song Wu continued to drink, his face calm, and he would occasionally clink glasses with Sha Zhu. Sha Zhu was really unscrupulous, and he seemed to have nothing to do with it. He drank with relish, and praised repeatedly: "Qin Huairu's cooking skills are really amazing. The meat stew is so good. I didn't expect her talent in cooking. I feel that she is incomparable."

Song Wu glanced at him and said, "Your talent is just a little better than the average person. Don't even think about competing with Huairu. Think about it, after all these years, you are still cooking Sichuan cuisine. Huairu has learned from you in the meantime, but you haven't made much progress. You didn't have the chance to cook Tan's cuisine, so you only learned half of it. But Qin Huairu became a master of Tan's cuisine. The improved Tan's cuisine in restaurants nowadays is no longer called Tan's cuisine, but Qin's cuisine. It's very popular. This is called bringing forth something new out of the old and forming your own style."

Sha Zhu was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "Song Wu wants to discuss something with you."

Song Wu nodded and said, "You go ahead."

Sha Zhu picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp: "No matter what bloodline or person this kid is from, give him a chance to give me a grandson. As for what are you going to do with him? I won't ask whether he's dead or alive, and I won't tell you. As long as there's a grandson, I can guarantee that our He family will still be the men of Beijing in the future. I don't care about those things that can't be relied on on either side." Song Wu said: "In fact, if you really count the amount of his bullshit bird emperor bloodline, you may not know how much is left. Bullshit bloodline, you are just a peasant bloodline from the suburbs of Beijing, and your mother has been a peasant in the suburbs for generations. Your grandfather is also from Beijing. Your grandmother is also from Beijing, and she may have gotten a little bit of it from that old woman, but then again, even the Japanese are from Yunnan. Where are you from? You're still talking about bullshit bloodline every day. Go and see if there's anyone tall in the family of the Japanese bird emperor? Look at your body, you're big and strong, don't you look like a Japanese?"

At this point he turned around and said to Sha Zhu with a smile, "Why don't you two just have another baby?"

Sha Zhu's face turned red and he whispered, "Stop joking. I'm too old to do it now."

Song Wu laughed and said, "You are not good at giving birth to a son. Look, I have an even younger son coming soon."

Sha Zhu looked at the complacent Song Wu speechlessly. He knew in his heart that his sister He Yushui was here and she seemed to be pregnant again.

Sha Zhu turned his grief and anger into strength, turned his head and said to He Shunli who was standing aside with his head down and silent, "She took you away secretly back then. To be honest, if you hadn't been taken away, our family of three would have lived a very happy life. She tore us apart. Your mother cried every day. Back then, I said I would never give birth to your mother again, but she said she only had you as her son. Don't be silly, kid, look at how you look..."

As they were talking, there was a noise outside the door. Song Wu smiled and said to Sha Zhu, "It's Huizhen and Qin Huairu who are back, and Gao E too."

He walked over and opened the door. Gao'e, Qin Huairu and Huizhen came into the room chatting and laughing, and were stunned when they saw Shazhu.

Song Wu said, "An old neighbor is here to visit. Huairu will cook two more dishes. We will have this drink later. We are discussing how the He family can continue the family line."

Song Wu winked at Huizhen and smiled. Huizhen glared at him, then looked at He Shunli who was sitting there with his head down and keeping silent.

Song Wu quickly said, "This is Sha Zhu's son He Shunli. Sha Zhu is urging him to get married and have children as soon as possible to continue the family line."

Sha Zhu also said, "Yes, he has done the job, so he can do whatever he wants. I don't bother to pay attention to him."

Huizhen glanced at He Shunli, was stunned for a moment, then looked at him carefully again, and actually reached out and grabbed He Shunli's hand and began to take his pulse.

Everyone looked at her in surprise, but after just a dozen breaths, she put down her pulse and shook her head at Song Wu: "I'm afraid it's impossible to rely on him to continue the family line."

Sha Zhu was so shocked that he didn't even bother to drink. "Hui Zhen, tell me what happened?"

Huizhen said: "The yang meridians are damaged. The vital energy is damaged, and the essence is exhausted. Simply put, alcohol and sex have drained the body and damaged the yang meridians, let alone giving birth to a son. It should be almost the same, and it is no longer humane. In this respect, it is similar to the last emperor."

(End of this chapter)