The heavens began from the great age

Chapter 245 Clean up He Yuzhu

In the morning, the genius just dawned.

He Yufeng climbed out of the bed.

no way!
I hadn't eaten last night, and there was no food in my stomach.

It's so cold, and he has been living a life of well-fed and pampered, so it's not bad to be able to survive until now!
When I went out, I saw that the door of the main room was still closed.

A thick layer of snow has accumulated outside.

At this time, the uncle had already got up and was cleaning the place in front of his house.

"Yufeng, it's up! Eat it!"

Seeing He Yufeng coming out, he greeted him proactively.

"Go out to eat later! Grandpa, is there a lock at home? Lend me one!"

He Yufeng said after walking in front of the uncle.

"Isn't the door of your house unlocked all the time?"

The old man laughed.

"I can't help it! There are thieves in the yard! You can't do it unless you lock it!" He Yufeng said.

"You child! I'll get it for you now!"

In a word, the old man choked so much that he had no choice but to go back to the house, took another lock and key and gave it to He Yufeng.

"I'll pay you back tonight!"

After He Yufeng said something, he went back to the house.After withdrawing 200 yuan and a lot of various rolls, he went out of the room, turned around and hung up the lock directly.

As for snow removal!

Oh, this thing does not exist!

Let Sha Zhu sweep it away by himself!

Two fried dough sticks and a bowl of soy milk cost two cents and two taels of local food stamps.

After eating, He Yufeng immediately revived with full blood.

Looking up at the sky, it was gloomy, although the sun came out, but it was quite white, and of course it was quite round.

Of course I won't go to school.

Not because he was about to go to the mountains and the countryside, but because he had more important things to do.

Putting his hands into his sleeves, he slipped up the street like a real old Beijinger.

Turning around, he finally found the place he was looking for and walked in.

After negotiating the price, we stayed up until nine o'clock, and then returned to the courtyard.

At this time, just like when he came out just now, the door of the main room was not locked.

After entering the room, I found a note on the table.

"Yufeng, the rice is heating up in the pot!"

I picked it up and saw a few words written on it.

Open the lid, the fire is out.

But the rice and the pot were still warm, and there were two steamed corn buns on the plate inside, and a small dish of oily mustard greens!
"Ha ha!"

He Yufeng sneered and put the lid on the pot again.After flipping around in the room, I found the photo album, and after finding an old-fashioned black and white photo inside, I went out again.

"What is this for?"

Just after Xu Damao entered the hospital, he saw several people gathered in front of He Yuzhu's house.

I went closer and took a look, but there was a mourning hall on the left side of the door of his house.

In the middle is a 12-inch black and white photo, with white and black cloth tied with flowers on it.

In front of the offering table, there is a bowl with a handful of incense stuck in it.

Although the two wax sticks were blocked by the windshield and could not be blown out, they still wobbled.

It was already dark early, such a decoration made Xu Damao feel cold from the bottom of his heart.

"Hasn't the old lady passed away for more than ten years? Why is this mourning hall set up again?"

Xu Damao asked his wife, Lou Xiao'e, who was also watching.

"I don't know either! I dare not ask!"

Lou Xiaoe sneered at He Yufeng.

But He Yufeng was standing there with a serious face, hugging one shoulder, with a face of not approaching strangers.

"Yufeng, it's not a festive season, and it's not the old lady's memorial day! What are you doing with a mourning hall? It's scary, put it away!"

The uncle also came home from get off work and came over.

"You'll know in a while, and you'll accept it in a while!"

He Yufeng knew that the old man was a good man, so he was very polite to him, so he replied.

"Silly Zhu is back!"

Just when everyone wanted to ask, someone shouted.

Sure enough, He Yuzhu and Qin Huairu entered the courtyard.

"Silly Zhu, go and have a look at your house, Yufeng! He put out your old lady's mourning hall, and quickly asked him to take it away. This night, it's so miserable!"

Xu Damao came over, shrinking his neck and said.

"What?"

He Yuzhu was also taken aback, and hurried over.

Sure enough, he also saw the mourning hall.

"He Yuzhu, kneel down for me!"

Haven't waited for him to speak yet?He Yufeng's voice sounded first.

"What do you say?"

"This kid is not crazy!"

"Why don't you send him to the hospital!"

One sentence attracted everyone's attention, and they all looked at He Yufeng curiously.

"He Yuzhu, you kneel in front of my old lady!"

He Yufeng didn't care about the crowd at all, but looked at He Yuzhu sternly again.

"Yufeng, what's the matter, let's go back to the house and say it's okay?"

He Yuzhu didn't know what his brother was doing.I am afraid that He Yufeng was stimulated at school and got sick, so he said with a smile on his face.

"The last sentence, kneel down for me, kneel down in front of my old lady!"

He Yufeng raised his head again.

"Yufeng, if you have something to say to your brother, can't you?"

Qin Huairu came over and persuaded with a smile.

"roll!"

He Yufeng turned around and scolded.

"Yufeng, what do you say about your sister Qin?"

As soon as Qin Huairu was involved, He Yuzhu looked at him dissatisfied as if he had changed into a different person.

"Not to my own brother, but to a widow. Silly Zhu, you are hopeless! Troubled times require severe codes, and serious illnesses require strong medicine. If you don't treat you well today, you will be a stinky dog ​​for the rest of your life! "

He Yufeng walked up to He Yuzhu with a sneer, grabbed his neck and slammed it violently.

Not to mention that He Yuzhu didn't expect it, even if he was prepared in advance, he couldn't be He Yufeng's opponent.

At this moment, he was thrown a somersault, and when he was about to get up, he was kicked to the knee by He Yufeng, and fell to his knees in front of the portrait.

"Yufeng, are you crazy? This is your brother!"

The second uncle was dumbfounded and cried out.

"This is a family matter of our Qin family, and has nothing to do with you!"

He Yufeng walked up to He Yuzhu with a sneer, and shouted loudly, "I ask you, did my mother teach us to be innocent and to work diligently when I was alive!"

"Rain and wind!"

He Yuzhu wanted to stand up with his arms up.

"answer me!"

He Yufeng roared and kicked him.

"Have!"

He Yuzhu was kicked a somersault, but his head was still dizzy.

"Then let me ask you, did I ever say that when I was alive, I stole needles when I was young and stole gold when I grew up!"

He Yufeng took another step forward and asked.

"It's about stealing chickens!"

Now, not only He Yuzhu understood, but also the other people in the courtyard.

"Well, Yufeng, can't you just say something? How could you hit your brother?"

The uncle came out again to smooth things over.

"I'll say it again, this is our He family's own business! If anyone persuades me again, don't blame me for turning my face and denying people!"

He Yufeng turned his head, with an uncertain expression.

Now, everyone can't talk anymore.

It's not that they are afraid of some great truth, but that He Yufeng seems to have some mental problems now.

I'm afraid that if it irritates him, he will really go crazy.

We must know that mentally ill people do not need to go to jail for killing people. Who would not be afraid of this.

(End of this chapter)