Siheyuan: Rebirth 54 years ago, neighbor is stupid

At this time, the lights in the house were on and the aroma of food wafted out of the house.

Li Zhenmin and his companion came to the yard, and before they raised their hands to knock on the door, they heard a quarrel coming from inside.

"Where did I get the money? Didn't I give it all to your mother?"

"Hey, hey, hey, Lao He, it's no fun if you say that. We treat you as a family member and haven't torn our faces apart until now. Now that it's a big holiday, your attitude is too rude."

"I'm not honest? How can I hide my own money? If you don't believe me, search for yourself."

"No, no, no, I didn't say you were hiding your own money. What I meant was that since we are a family, your son in the city shouldn't send you money every month. He hasn't shown any respect to you at all. Isn't it inappropriate to do this?"

"Appropriate? He's my own son. Isn't it appropriate for me to give him ten dollars a month?"

"Haha, you mean that if we are not biological sons, then we are not sons? Look at your current household registration book, you are not from Sijiucheng, you are from Baoding, you belong to our family, so logically speaking, we are the biological sons!"

"You sons of bitches, you two are so shameless, calling me Lao He all the time. Have you ever called me dad? How dare you say that to me!"

The noise in the room grew louder.

Li Zhenmin and He Yuzhu heard it clearly.

Hearing this, He Yuzhu was about to kick the door. Li Zhenmin stopped him and whispered, "Let's see if we can get more information first. Otherwise, if you rush in now, Uncle He may not go with you because of his face."

To deal with people like He Daqing, we must not only catch him in the act, but also have sufficient reasons.

It seems that some information has been revealed now, but it is not enough.

He Yuzhu was confused when he heard this, but he finally accepted Li Zhenmin's suggestion.

inside the house.

He Daqing was so angry that his face turned red, while the widow Bai Qinglian beside him seemed a little overwhelmed. She stood there quietly, not knowing how to start.

At this time, the eldest son and He Daqing were facing each other face to face, and the air was filled with tension.

The eldest son showed a look of disdain on his face and his voice was full of anger: "You ruined my mother, and I should flatter you, do you want to say that you gave me the assigned employee house? Do you want to say that you gave us everything except smoking, drinking and sending ten yuan to your stupid son every month? Do you want to say that you bring meals home every day? Aren't these what you should do? If not for these, I would have broken your legs long ago!"

When He Daqing heard his eldest son mention the word "silly son", his anger instantly erupted. He widened his eyes and roared, "What are you talking about, bastard? My son is a thousand times better than you. How dare you talk about it? I have to teach you a lesson today."

After saying that, he angrily picked up a broom and prepared to hit his eldest son.

Widow Bai immediately hugged He Daqing and gently advised, "Daqing, calm down first. Today is a festival. Don't get angry. It's not good to get angry. Although he said these words, he still thinks of you as his father. Otherwise, why would he cook for you, right?"

However, He Daqing simply refused to listen and retorted, "What do you mean by cooking or not? He just wanted to ask me for money. When has he ever done this before?"

Then, he pointed at the White Widow's eldest son with his eyes wide open and shouted angrily, "I'm telling you, I don't have any money! Get out of here right now!"

Although he was dissatisfied with the White Widow's eldest son, He Daqing finally refrained from taking action considering the White Widow's poor health.

Seeing that He Daqing didn't dare to do anything to him, the eldest son became more arrogant and shouted at the top of his voice: "He Daqing, don't refuse a toast. Your son from the city gives you ten yuan every month. You must stop it immediately! Otherwise, when you are old, who will take care of you and see you to the end of your life? If you don't listen to me, I will bury you alive!"

He Daqing was so angry that his eyes widened. Just as he was about to open his mouth to refute, his youngest son, who was eating, waved his hand impatiently and interrupted him, "Okay, stop arguing. Can you let me eat properly?"

The White Widow quickly followed suit, "Yes, yes, yes, it's a big festival, so hurry up and eat, or it will get cold."

As she spoke, she stood up and poured He Daqing a glass of wine.

He Daqing looked at the sumptuous meal on the table, and still felt a little uncomfortable. He felt that today's Lantern Festival was really bad. But he was really hungry. If he didn't eat, there might not even be leftovers later. After all, this kind of thing has happened before. So he picked up the chopsticks helplessly and started eating.

However, at this moment, the youngest son spoke again: "Old He, although my eldest brother's tone is a bit impatient, his words are true. Since you have already married my mother, you should take better care of this family."

"We children have all grown up, and the expenses at home are getting higher and higher. I need money to go to school, and my eldest brother hasn't found a job yet and needs to find a partner, which also costs money. My mother is in poor health, and she needs money to buy medicine..."

"As the head of the family, you should understand that you have to take responsibility. If you want to establish authority in this family, you should know what you should do."

He Daqing didn't react for a moment, thinking what was going on? Why was he suddenly so weird again?

The child paused, put on a matter-of-fact smile, and continued, "I have some suggestions here, everyone, see if they make sense."

"From a long-term perspective, the family should save as much as possible now. For example, Mr. He, you can avoid spending money on cigarettes and alcohol, and give the money you save to us."

"People are all mutual, right?"

"You are really good to us and can really solve our family's difficulties. If we become better, won't that also be reflected in you?"

"If I get into college, won't I still bring you honor? If I have a job, won't I still have to respect your mother? If my brother finds a job and a partner, won't your burden be lighter? If my mother is in good health, you will have someone to take care of her, right? Then you can do whatever you want, isn't that right?"

If someone didn't know the situation, they would really be fooled by these words.

But what seemed to make sense actually sounded full of rebuke.

What do you mean, if you treat me well now, I will treat you well in the future?

Isn’t He Daqing giving enough to this family now?

As the chef in the cotton mill canteen, he was allocated a house, but he gave it to his two sons and lived in this shabby house with the White Widow.

I had a salary of more than 40 yuan a month. Apart from sending 10 yuan to Sha Zhu, I spent a few yuan on cigarettes and alcohol. All the money I negotiated was added to this. The clothes I wore were from two years ago.

If this is not good, then there are no good people in the world.

At most, they speak louder and have a hot temper, but they never hold back when it comes to giving. As a result, they have raised two ungrateful people.