Teacher He of the Siheyuan

It turned out that brother Xu didn't show up during this period, but went to find his ex-wife.

Thinking of a broken mirror reunion or something.

But where do you put your old friend Jia Zhang like this, how can you abandon your old lover for your ex-wife.

Old Xu, forget about your ex-wife.

Jia Zhang is your final destination!

Of course, these are all internal activities. On the surface, He Daqing still cares about Lao Xu, his neighbor.

"Although your ex-siblings are good women, you have also made many mistakes that men shouldn't make. It's fine if you break your shoes, but you were caught. This makes your ex-siblings think, so it's understandable for her not to forgive you. original"

"In fact, a person's life is quite good, look at how many years my mother has been away, is it different?"

When he heard that He Daqing didn't want to help him, Xu Junjun became anxious.

"Old He, we are different"

"Two shoulders against one head, what's the difference"

"I……"

Xu Junjun sighed and said truthfully, "Da Mao and I both like to cook and do housework. Our house looks like a doghouse, and we often have to eat out. The cost is too high to even have a haircut all year round. Money is hard to come by”

"Seeing that Da Mao is so old, many juniors in the courtyard are talking about getting married, but our family doesn't even have a matchmaker, so I thought it would be impossible to lack a woman in this family."

It turned out that Brother Xu's family had such a hard time, so it was really necessary to set off a firecracker to celebrate.

There is also Xu Damao, a bad pus thing, in addition to infertility, he also likes to mess up the marriage line of the stupid Zhuzi behind his back, and destroy the big event of my old He family's family succession.

Naturally, there is no need to think about marrying a wife.

"Old Xu, this is why you can't see it." He Daqing pointed out to the confused neighbors.

"I can't see it? I came to you for help just because I saw it." Xu Junping was a little puzzled about what the old friend meant.

He Daqing suddenly felt melancholy all over his body, and said lightly, "Old Xu, don't look at me in front of the leading cadres in the rolling mill, but in the courtyard, the second uncle looks majestic and magnificent."

Is not it.

I was about to cry with envy, Xu Junjun looked at He Daqing's insignificant appearance despite having everything, and suddenly had the urge to punch him.

"Actually, this is just superficial scenery." He Daqing is like a reader's monologue. "These identities and powers are not what I want, and they are also very fragile, and they will be scattered when the wind blows."

"You have heard about Director Yang, right? The high-ranking and powerful leader in the rolling mill who insists on everything, the person we need to look up to, will fall when he says he will fall."

Something changed in the rolling mill, how could Xu Junping not pay attention.

"I heard that it seems that Director Yang is sweeping the streets now?"

Xu Junping was overjoyed when he heard the news. It was Yang Qingfu who fired him from the rolling mill at the beginning, but he didn't expect him to be worse off than himself now.

Simply heartwarming.

That is to say, it is inconvenient to show up at the rolling mill now, otherwise he would have to eat melon seeds and throw rubbish in front of Director Yang every day.

The matter of venting anger was finally explained to the eldest son Xu Damao.

But why did the conversation seem to be off track? I was looking for you to give me an idea of ​​remarriage, so why did we talk about Director Yang?

"Old He and my remarriage, how come I have something to do with Director Yang?" Xu Junping couldn't help interrupting He Daqing and asked.

"On the surface, there is no necessary connection between the two things." He Daqing was not angry when he was interrupted, but continued to say tirelessly, "In depth, the two things have nothing to do with each other."

Xu Junping looked surprised that you were teasing me.

"Co-author Lao He is making fun of me, are we still old buddies, good friends?"

"Old Xu, you still don't understand what I said so plainly, you let me down so much." He Daqing shook his head, then looked into the distance at a 45-degree angle.

"I mean the past is gone, don't miss it, beautiful things are coming, cherish the present, cherish the present and cherish the people in front of you"

After talking and patted Brother Xu who was still in a daze, He Daqing pushed the cart into the courtyard!
Xu Junping felt that He Daqing's words seemed to touch his own soul, but he was annoyed to find that the last sentence of cherishing the person in front of him couldn't be understood.

"Who do I cherish? I..."

…………

He Daqing parked his bicycle in the yard, and went into the house to wash his dusty face.

Just came to Jia's house.

"Uncle He, you're here." It was the little widow Qin Huairu who opened the door.

"Bang, your Grandpa He is here to see you, so say hello to Grandpa He"

The stick that was lying on the bed as motionless as a corpse, when he heard He Daqing came, he immediately lost his temper and said, "Get out, let him get out, I don't want to see him"

The young stick can't forget He Daqing's smiling face that night, and the stinking three big ladles of golden juice.

yue...

Seeing that the stick was about to vomit again, Jia Zhang was so distressed that she rushed forward, "My dear grandson, are you okay, don't get mad at me?"

Qin Huairu was also embarrassed, he finally invited He Daqing to have a look, but his son was not happy about it.

The little widow was really in a dilemma.

"Uncle He..."

"Huai Ru, I understand that there is no need to apologize." He Daqing interrupted the little widow with a wave of his hand.

"The stick is now a patient, I won't bother with him"

The little widow was moved. Uncle He was really understanding and reasonable. If he wasn't a little older, he might be able to live a prosperous life just by making do.

"I'm not a patient, I'm not sick." Bang Gan immediately retorted when he heard that, his thin body was a bit mad and cursed, "Old thief He, you are the only one who is sick and you are terminally ill."

Qin Huairu's expression changed drastically.

"Apologize to Grandpa He quickly, or be careful and I will teach you a lesson"

"Qin Huairu, who are you teaching?" Jia Zhang came out to protect the calf with a face full of anger, "My grandson is still so young, what does he know? Did he break the law after just saying a few words?"

Under Jia Zhang's protection, although the stick is pale, he looks very proud.

What kind of bullshit, the second uncle, is not easy to use here!

He Daqing still had a casual smile on his face, as if he was not the one who was scolded just now.

"Huai Ru, I think the condition of the stick is a bit serious. If you don't cooperate with the treatment, you may have some sequelae. In the future, you may suffer from physical weakness, incoordination of limbs, and if it is serious, you may have crooked mouth, slanted eyes, and drooling."

"He Daqing, don't be alarmist, my grandson is very healthy." Jia Zhang's heart was straight when he heard it, but naturally he was a little unwilling to believe He Daqing's words.

When Qin Huairu heard that his son might be at the root of his illness, he burst into tears, "Uncle He, please show the stick quickly, I beg you."

As for the stick, he didn't understand the words sequelae at all, so he was completely ignorant and fearless!

"Old thief He, go home quickly, you can't lie to me, young master"

"I'm afraid that you guys won't be able to let go of the stick, and I won't accept treatment. If you want me to treat you, you should go out and wait for a while."

He Daqing said with a slight smile.

When Qin Huairu heard that he wanted to go out and wait, he was reluctant at first, but he looked at He Daqing with eyes that could not refuse.

The little widow was so familiar with this look, she knew that He Daqing would not change his mind.

So she talked about it, and pulled Jia Zhang and Xiao Danghua out of the door.

Immediately, only Bang Jiong and He Daqing were left in Jia's house.

Bang Geng suddenly swallowed nervously, "He, old thief He, don't come here, I'm not afraid of you"

He Daqing squinted his eyes and slapped his palm fiercely towards the stick, and the stick was so frightened that he screamed strangely and lay down on the bed.

After waiting for a while, he realized that there was nothing wrong with his body, and then quietly opened his eyes, only to realize that He Daqing had just slapped a brick into pieces.

This discovery made BangJiao's heart almost jump out of fright.

"What did you call me just now, I didn't hear you clearly, please say it again"

"I'm sorry, Grandpa He, I spoke a little louder just now"