Siheyuan I have golden fingers

He Daqing took several deep breaths, but he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.

He gritted his teeth and said:

"I'm going to find that little bastard now, this turtle bastard, I don't feel sorry if I don't beat him up!"

"dad!"

Seeing the shy look on the face of the daughter who was finally willing to call him dad, He Daqing felt like crying, what is it all about!Is this God's punishment for himself?

But if you want to punish me, you can punish me. Why did it fall on my daughter!

"I'll have a good talk with him, don't do anything!"

"you promise?"

Looking at the doubtful daughter, He Daqing said helplessly:

"I promise!"

(I promise not to kill him!)

"Dad, I'll go with you."

He Yushui still said a little worried.

The women's college is not in the middle!

He Daqing said weakly:

"Girl, I really don't want to fight with him. I'll tell him about the things between men. It's inappropriate for you to go."

He Yushui hesitated for a while, and finally nodded in agreement, and his father talked to Brother Wei Min alone.

After leaving He Yushui's room, He Daqing's angry momentum immediately calmed down.

In fact, as a person who came from the period of war, he didn't care about how many women Ma Weimin had, and he didn't feel angry like Yushui.Back then, she was not alone in the rain and her mother.

It's just that I haven't seen my daughter for so many years. If I don't show my concern for her in front of my daughter, how can I make my daughter forget the pain of leaving their brothers and sisters behind?

How can I let my daughter call me dad?

Although I was also forced to have no choice but to throw it away, it is not an exaggeration to say that it was abandoned.

Thinking of the sound of dad, He Daqing couldn't help but feel a little proud.

But how can my He Daqing's daughter be a child for others, this matter must be explained clearly to the little bastard Ma Weimin.

When they arrived at Ma Weimin's room next door, Ma Weimin didn't lock the door inside, which made it impossible for He Daqing to use his lockpicking skills.

After entering inside, He Daqing saw Ma Weimin looking at him with a smile that was not a smile.

The two just stood there, trying to look at each other.

Seeing He Daqing with a paralyzed face, Ma Weimin also slowly put away his expression.

After about 2 minutes, He Daqing opened his mouth and said:

"Little bastard, the elders don't know how to greet you when they come over, and they don't give up their seats. Is this how your parents and elders educate you? It's rude!"

Ma Weimin was not angry either, he smiled and hurriedly stepped forward and stretched out his hand as a gesture of invitation:

"Uncle, sit down. There is no need to ask for peace, the Qing Dynasty is dead! I'll pour you hot water!"

When Ma Weimin was busy pouring water for He Daqing, he didn't notice the pain in He Daqing's eyes when he said the words "Daqing died".

After Ma Weimin poured the water, He Daqing sat on the bed unceremoniously, and Ma Weimin sat down on the bench in the room instead.

He Daqing took a breath and moistened his throat. He talked to Yushuina a little too much just now.

"Boy, when do you and Yushui plan to get married?"

Ma Weimin was taken aback for a moment, and immediately understood that He Daqing was deceiving him.

Ma Weimin pretended to be honest and said:

"Uncle, I have a fiancee."

"Yu Shui told me, she's just a country girl. You can get rid of it with a little more money. I can let Yu Shui not care about it."

Ma Weimin put on that half-smile expression again, the old man thought he hadn't heard the conversation between him and Yushui.

He shook his head and said:

"Impossible, I want to marry Jingru, and I want rainwater!"

He Daqing slapped the table and said angrily:

"You're so beautiful! It's impossible for my daughter, He Daqing, to be a child!"

"I'm afraid it's not counted if my uncle said it."

Hearing Ma Weimin's calm words and seeing his calm expression, He Daqing shriveled up like a discouraged ball.

"I heard from Yushui that you reminded her of her coming this time. Did you think of it yourself, or did someone else remind you?"

"I thought about it myself. After Yushui told me that brother Zhuzi would meet Tan Jiacai and the reason for his nickname, I started to doubt it."

He Daqing was silent for a while, then said to Ma Weimin:

"I'll tell you a story. After listening to it, you can decide whether to marry Yushui or that Qin Jingru."

Ma Weimin became curious after hearing this, and he and He Yushui came to see He Daqing for a purpose.

He wanted to ask He Daqing a lot of questions about the courtyard house.

Unexpectedly, He Daqing wanted to speak first before he even asked.

Yes, Ma Weimin can be sure that He Daqing's so-called story must be related to the courtyard house.

Ma Weimin made a gesture of all ears, indicating that He Daqing can start.

"This matter should have started during the reign of Xuantong. My real name is not He. According to the current theory, my surname should be Jin. My ancestor was a prince in the reign of Xuantong."

Hearing this sentence, Ma Weimin's face changed drastically!

This shit is a goddamn pit, anyone who knows about this will have to kneel down!

He stood up quickly, and didn't even care that the bench was brought down.

"Uncle, I remembered that the water is still burning at home in Sijiu City. I have to rest early and hurry up tomorrow. Let's talk about something next time I come over!"

Chapter 110

He Daqing was not in a hurry now, he picked up the cup leisurely and took another sip of hot water.

This little bastard's expression just now was really annoying, look how much he likes his current appearance.

Young people, you have to know how to respect the old.

"Little Ma, as long as you start some words, it's too late even if you don't want to hear them. Are you sure you don't want to listen anymore?"

Ma Weimin's complexion was as if a dyeing room had been opened, turning blue, white, and purple again.

He lifted the bench up and sat there again.

What He Daqing said is correct, as long as someone knows, and he knows He Daqing's real surname, he will be in bad luck!

As for more that I don't understand, others don't care so much.

Ma Weimin, like a defeated rooster, bowed his head and continued to listen to He Daqing's narration.

Seeing Ma Weimin's appearance, He Daqing took another sip of hot water. Unfortunately, it's not wine, and there is no appetizer. It's a pity, a pity!

"Which prince is my ancestor, I won't mention it for my unfilial descendants."

"When Lafayette passed away, the world was in turmoil."

"My ancestors felt that the Qing Empire was already in jeopardy. In order to let future generations have the existence of passing incense, they let the three direct sons and some concubines go to all directions separately. The anonymity will not cut off the incense."

"At that time, the old prince created three keepsakes and handed them to three direct sons respectively."

"After the agreement, if you really can't survive, you can go to the outer house in Nanluoguxiang, and someone will take care of you when the time comes."

"Uncle, isn't the outer house you're talking about a courtyard house? According to legend, isn't that the residence of the Houfu?"

He Daqing glanced dissatisfiedly at the talkative Ma Weimin, and said angrily:

"You're right, it's the courtyard house you live in now."

"As for the rumors about the Hou's Mansion, they were also intentionally spread by the elders."

"Don't even think about it. Apart from the good location of the three-entry courtyard, there is nothing that can satisfy Lord Hou. Although there are regulations, the Hou's mansion cannot be cured. But don't you think that courtyard is a bit small compared to it?"

(I don’t know if it’s really small, watching TV always feels that it doesn’t fit the status of aristocrats.)

"It was originally an outhouse of the Prince's Mansion, and it was originally used by the old prince to support the outhouse."

He Daqing paused for a moment, as if recalling something.

"My grandfather is the concubine son of the old prince."

"My grandfather didn't like reading since he was a child. He preferred to be a butcher, and he was often punished by the old prince. But grandpa never changed after repeated admonitions. Because he was a concubine, the old prince didn't care about him."

"My family's so-called ancestral Tan family cuisine is actually the authentic Tan family cuisine that my grandfather found and learned from the Tan family."

"Among the houses and veins that the old prince dismissed back then, my grandfather was also among them."

"My grandfather first came to the south, and he did well with his good cooking skills."

"But then the warlords fought, and my grandfather died when he was hit by a stray bullet while cooking for a warlord."

"My father had already learned the skills of my grandfather at that time. When he saw this situation, he took me back to Sijiu City."

"I don't know why one of the three keepsakes ended up in my grandfather's hands, and I don't know how my grandfather knew the secret that there was someone in the courtyard."

"At that time, my father and I came to the courtyard house only by relying on tokens."

"It's just that the courtyard at this time has been empty, only the old lady and two servant girls and servants are left to serve her."

"From the old lady's mouth, my father and I learned that when the Qing Dynasty was on the verge of collapse, the old prince raised the old lady who was still a maidservant at that time into a concubine's room, and gave her this outer house as a gift."

"I hope she can leave a safe place for the descendants of the royal family who come back in the future."

"Then the old prince's family disappeared."

"Because of the old prince's entrustment, the old lady stayed in Sijiu City in a daze, waiting for us so-called descendants to come to ask for help."

"Because my father and I were the first to come to the door, and we had a token of identity, the old lady let us live in the main room of the middle courtyard."

Speaking of this, He Daqing looked at Ma Weimin and said:

"Boy, let me tell you that after listening to the story I told you, are you still planning to marry that country girl of yours instead of Yushui? You know, Yushui used to be considered a noble character, which no one could ask for. "

Ma Weimin took a peevish look at the old man, this old man is really bad!

Still Gege, in a few years this name will be a poison that kills people!

"The Great Qing is dead!"

He Daqing choked.

"You are married to Yushui, and I also left behind some love, plus the old lady, and I can use some of the energy of the old and the young, and I can guarantee your smooth career!"

Nonsence!You also know that you are old and young!

Still use the relationship?

I can't wait to be far away from you!

You are saying that those relationships are useful, so you still have to come to Baoding?

"The Great Qing is dead!"

He Daqing continued with trembling hands:

"I can still find other people in the main line, and let them give you money that you can't spend in a lifetime!"

Ma Weimin looked at He Daqing with an expression of, do you think I am a fool, if such a good thing really happened, you still have to go to Baoding and send money back every month?

Let those people take care of the silly brothers and sisters.

This poor old man only draws big cakes, but it's useless!

Besides, even if you really want to give the money to yourself, you don't dare to take it, for fear that you will die in a few years!

"The Great Qing is dead!"