Siheyuan: A hundred-year-old naughty boy, smashing all the birds!

At this time, Shazhu had cried enough, he just realized that he followed Mr. Liu, that was a meal of excitement.

"It's really my uncle. He looks exactly like my dad when he was young."

After speaking, he hugged Cai Quanwu and started to cry bitterly.

"Uncle, my dad is gone, why did you come back?"

"What's going on, do I have an extra big nephew? Wait a minute, just explain it to me first."

Cai Quanwu looked at Sha Zhu with a confused expression on his face. He didn't know when he had an extra nephew.

"Cai Quanwu, you are my uncle. You look exactly like my father. My grandfather He Daqiang also ran away with a widow when he was young. I guess that widow is your mother."

"what?"

Cai Quanwu was completely dumbfounded at this moment.

"My father, He Daqiang, turned out to have another son. It is said that his name is He Daqing. Can you look at the logarithm?"

"That's it. My dad's name is He Daqing, and you are his half-brother Cai Quanwu!"

The two began to logarithm slowly in the small broken courtyard, and it took a while to explain everything clearly.

It turned out that He Daqiang also ran away when he was young, but he didn't run that far. Just near this capital, he started to live with Cai Quanwu's mother again.

As a result, there was a famine, and in the end Cai Quanwu, who was younger, survived, and all the others died.

And it was because I was too anxious to grow up and had no family background, so I still couldn't get a wife in my 20s.

The houses he lives in now are all rented small utility rooms that others don’t want, and the tricycle he rides is also borrowed from others.

"Uncle, why is your life so hard, come on, come back with me, my house is big, but I can accommodate you."

Immediately, Sha Zhu asked Cai Quanwu to pack his luggage, intending to take his uncle home.

In this case, it can be regarded as recognizing the ancestors and returning to the clan.

Liu Tiejun looked at Cai Quanwu from the side, feeling in his heart Cai Quanwu's good luck, and now he has a place to go.

But after that, Shazhu began to have a burden. Now he not only has to support his own sister, but also has an extra uncle.

I don't know if Shazhu can resist or not.

……

Rolling mill.

After a whole morning, Jia Dongxu always felt that people in the factory were pointing at him, and when he looked over, the others immediately returned to their original state.

But that's fine, but there are other people who come to join the post, Jia Dongxu's heart is in a state of turmoil, and there are quite a few people who read his jokes, to be honest.

"What you said is true, there was no one at Jia Dongxu's birthday party?"

"It could be fake, I saw it with my own eyes, it was his mother's birthday, but there wasn't a single guest.

As for Liu Tiejun, the factory doctor in the factory, others set up [-] tables!That scene was really arrogant. By the way, he and Jia Dongxu were still in the same yard. "

"My dear, if this is the case, then Jia Dongxu must die of embarrassment."

"Whoever encounters this kind of thing will be unlucky."

When it was finally noon, Jia Dongxu sat in his post and did not leave. He took out his lunch after the others left.

I saw that there were two steamed buns and a little big cabbage in this lunch box.

But even if this lunch box is wrapped in cloth, it is already cold.

He paused, then took a steamed bun, and bit it down hard.

Then he felt that the dregs in his throat were all icy and hard, and it was hard to swallow.

"Cough cough!"

Jia Dongxu didn't catch his breath and almost choked to death.

"Tsk, Jia Dongxu, why are you still here? You stopped eating and you choked like this?"

A worker just came back to pick up something at this moment. When he went to the cafeteria, he forgot to take the food he brought.

"My God, this is what you eat now. It's winter, how can you bear it? Didn't your family prepare other food for you? It's too stingy!"

After the worker said a few words, he found that Jia Dongxu's eyes looked like he was about to kill someone, so he didn't dare to say any more. He took his lunch box and sprinted [-] meters to the cafeteria.

Then in the cafeteria in a blink of an eye, he publicized the matter.

"Oh my God, it's no wonder why Jia Dongxu, who has always been active in eating, is acting like a snail today. It turns out that he brought his own food."

"Who is Jia Dongxu? After dinner, you guys take me to see the excitement."

At this moment, the workers didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement. After eating, they rushed to the workshop with a group of people.

But at this time, Jia Dongxu, who was originally sitting on the seat, had disappeared.

It turned out that after Jia Dongxu heard the movement, he immediately ran outside the factory.

The way he looks now, he doesn't want to be seen by other people.

After he finished eating, Jia Dongxu sat next to the cement pipe to rest. While resting, he began to fantasize about the delicious food in his heart.

He loves everything from roast chicken to roast duck!

Now that he happened to have time, he thought that there seemed to be two chickens in the house.

Why don't he bring out the chicken tomorrow, and then add a meal for himself? Isn't that a beautiful thing?
At that time, when I have enough food and drink, I will have the strength to go to work, right?

……

Liu Tiejun was watching Cai Quanwu riding a tricycle, sending himself and Shazhu back to the courtyard, he was a little confused.

Did they find a coachman?

It's no good that it's a dry neck, this strength is great!

When passing by the tavern, he suddenly remembered that this Cai Quanwu liked the proprietress of the tavern.

That is similar to being a widow.

Although she lied that He Huizhen's husband was hit and killed by a car in Zhengyangmen, but in fact, this matter is inseparable.

It's the same as being dead.

But it really may not be able to attract this Cai Quanwu.

This He family is very powerful. The four big men, three generations, were all planted in the widow's hands.

I feel like this stuff can still be hereditary.

Liu Tiejun thought of this, and then he looked at Cai Quanwu, who was pedaling three rounds in front, and shuddered.

This matter is not a joke, and I don't know if it will be contagious.