Siheyuan: My wife is Xu Huizhen

Although time has passed to the present day, the prosperous land of Hong Kong still follows the ancient system of polygamy.

This system is like a stubborn rope, tightly binding the marriage concepts of the people in this land. After years of baptism, it has stubbornly survived until that special moment in 71, when it was finally abolished like a shackle that was untied.

This means that in today's Hong Kong, if men have sufficient financial resources and ability to support themselves, then they still have the right to take concubines. No matter how many women they marry, it seems to be within the scope permitted by law and tradition.

He Yuzhu said calmly:

"I don't have a concubine."

What he said was indeed true. There were many women around him, but none of them had ever gone through the solemn and cumbersome ceremony of taking a concubine and married into his family with a formal status.

He Yuzhu did not want to continue to explore this topic which might cause a lot of controversy. He cleverly changed the subject and asked:

"Old Huang, why haven't I seen your family for a long time?"

Upon hearing this, Old Huang showed a hint of sadness on his face and said slowly:

"Don't mention it. My poor son had a tragic fate. He met with misfortune in the turbulent years before liberation and passed away prematurely, leaving me with only a young granddaughter. Now, she is far away in England, studying hard, just to inherit the family's glory and make a difference in the future."

Endless longing and concern were revealed in the words.

"Already in college?"

The tone was full of surprise and confusion, as if he couldn't believe it.

"Yes, I studied economics. I did have that thought a few days ago. I thought about selling this house and going there to accompany her."

Having said that, he sighed slightly, with a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.

"I'm telling you, you don't have to sell this house. Hong Kong will definitely get better and better in the future."

Boss Huang said firmly, his eyes flashing with anticipation for the future, as if he had already seen the booming development of Hong Kong.

"Thank you for your words. If you hadn't been here, I might have sold this yard that carries so many memories."

Boss Huang sighed, with a hint of reluctance in his eyes. After all, this yard had witnessed too much of their past.

The two chatted about the house and the atmosphere gradually relaxed.

Suddenly, Boss Huang seemed to have thought of something important. He smiled brightly and began to introduce his granddaughter.

"Oh my, my granddaughter is truly a fairy from heaven, so beautiful that it's hard to find one in this world!"

As he spoke, he nodded constantly, his eyes full of pride and pride.

"She is very smart and is also good at studying."

Then he continued to praise:

"She is also very cheerful, very polite to others, and has many friends around her. I'll introduce her to you when the time comes. You're both young, so you'll definitely have a lot in common and can become good friends."

"That's fine. I plan to open a trading company and do some import and export business. I can ask your granddaughter for advice on some things."

The other party readily agreed, with a gleam of anticipation in his eyes, "She is so outstanding, she will definitely be able to give me a lot of inspiration and help."

"Okay, okay, haha, then let's wait until she has a holiday, and I will definitely let you meet then."

The smile on Huang Zhihai's face grew brighter, as if he had already seen that beautiful scene.

He Yuzhu is now wealthy and famous. He has a lot of wealth and power at a young age. It would be great if I could introduce my precious granddaughter to him.

You know, although he had married a wife in his hometown, she did not come here with him.

If I could make He Yuzhu my grandson-in-law, who would dare to bully me in the future?

That's simply courting death!

Think about it, what was there to be nostalgic about the so-called "white pig" that my granddaughter had dated before?

His father died at the hands of those white guys. If Huang Zhihai were to marry his granddaughter to such a man, he would not object even if he had ten thousand objections.

It’s a pity that the school has not yet closed for vacation, and I have to wait patiently for a month or two before my granddaughter can come back.

That day, Huang Zhihai returned home after having tea and saw Du Weifang sitting lazily on the sofa.

He slowly approached, sat down beside her, and asked with concern:

"Why didn't you go out and play?"

They had already agreed that Du Weixiang would take her father and sister out for a few days of fun, buy some thoughtful gifts, and then return home together.

"I...I really have a severe stomachache. I really don't want to do those things."

When Du Weifang spoke, her face, which was already a little shy, now flushed slightly, like a gorgeous sunset in the sky.

"Oh! I see. Then you must drink more hot water. It will warm your stomach and you will feel better."

After hearing He Yuzhu's concerned words, the redness on Du Weifang's face became more obvious. There seemed to be a hint of shame and anger in her eyes. She glared at He Yuzhu fiercely, as if blaming him for mentioning her stomachache.

Seeing this, He Yuzhu just smiled slightly, then slowly stood up, took out a bag of bright red brown sugar from the cabinet beside him, then walked to the water dispenser to get some hot water, and skillfully made her a bag of hot brown sugar water.

Looking at the cup of steaming brown sugar water, Du Weifang felt an inexplicable warmth in her heart. She asked doubtfully:

"Where did you find this brown sugar? Why haven't I seen it before?"

In fact, Du Weifang was also thinking about finding some brown sugar to relieve her stomachache, but she searched around in the kitchen but couldn't find it.

As for He Yuzhu, he was taken out directly from that mysterious space. It is naturally impossible for ordinary people to find him.

"It's in the kitchen!"

He Yuzhu answered lightly that he did not want to continue this topic. After all, some things are better not to be made too clear.

So he cleverly changed the subject and asked:

"You also learned Kung Fu since you were a child?"

"Yes, my Kung Fu is amazing!"

Du Weifang said this with a proud look on her face, her little chest held high as if announcing her extraordinaryness to the world.

"What about your sister?" He Yuzhu continued to ask.

Du Weifang suddenly became even more arrogant. She curled her lips and said:

"My sister is no match for me. If I compete with her, I can easily beat her down eight out of ten times!"

"Wow, that means you're pretty awesome!"

There was a glimmer of surprise in He Yuzhu's eyes, and he exclaimed sincerely.

"Of course! I'm already at the peak of my dark energy. As long as I work harder, I'll be able to break through to a higher level soon."

As Du Weifang spoke, a determined light flashed in his eyes, as if he had already seen himself making further progress on the path of kung fu.

He Yuzhu looked at Du Weifang's nervous and defensive expression, sighed inwardly, and said slowly:

“In fact, I thought that before, just hoping to use your power to help me practice faster, but now I find that this idea is a bit selfish.

You are all independent individuals with your own lives and pursuits. I cannot constrain you because of my own selfish desires."

Du Weifang listened to He Yuzhu's words, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and then asked:

"Then why didn't you tell us earlier? We all thought you were the kind of person who would do anything to get what you want."

He Yuzhu smiled bitterly and shook his head, explaining:

"I was confused for a moment, and was blinded by the desire to practice. But after thinking about it for a while, I understand a lot of things. You are no longer just people I can use, but friends, and even relatives. I don't want to lose you again."

Du Weifang was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly and said, "Since you have thought it through, let's stay. But you must remember not to have such bad thoughts again in the future."

He Yuzhu nodded solemnly and agreed:

"Don't worry, I will definitely correct it. From now on, let's practice hard together and grow together."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and shook it with Du Weifang. Their eyes met, as if they had reached some kind of tacit understanding at this moment.

Du Weifang's angry eyes seemed to be spewing fire. She stared at He Yuzhu in front of her, and the anger in her heart continued to rise like a burning flame.

She tried desperately to break free from He Yuzhu's fist, but the force held her tightly like an iron clamp, making her unable to move at all.

"How could you do this!"

Du Weifang shouted at the top of her lungs, tears glistening in her eyes.

"You knew I wouldn't agree, so why did you force me?"

Her voice was full of despair and helplessness, as if the whole world had collapsed.

He Yuzhu looked at her coldly, with no expression on his face, as if all this was just a game.

He gently loosened his grip on Du Weifang's hand, then sat up straight and straightened his clothes.

"Don't waste your energy," he said calmly, "I have already made up my mind, and no one can change it."

A look of determination flashed in Du Weifang's eyes. She stood up suddenly, pushed He Yuzhu away forcefully, then turned and ran towards the door.

"Just wait!" She stopped at the door, turned around and said viciously, "I will never let you go!"

After saying that, she left the room without looking back, leaving He Yuzhu sitting alone on the sofa, silently thinking about what had just happened.

He Yuzhu straightened his body, spun in the air, and then pressed Du Weifang underneath.

Using both hands and feet, he pinned her to the sofa.

At the beginning, Du Weifa struggled hard and his body squirmed.

After struggling for a few times, he suddenly realized that this seemed to be a benefit for He Yuzhu, so he stopped immediately.

Looking at the face so close in front of me, I feel the pressure pressing against my body.

Du Weifang's face was now as red as a ripe apple, and her shy look seemed to be dripping with water. She whispered shyly:

"Get out of here quickly and stop pestering me like this."

He Yuzhu suddenly had a mischievous thought in his mind, and subconsciously asked:

"What if I don't?"

Du Weifang was even more embarrassed by his question. Her cherry-like mouth pursed slightly and she shouted angrily:

"You are simply a hooligan. I must tell my sister and let her deal with you."

He Yuzhu smiled nonchalantly:

"Your sister is nothing more than my captive. Do you think she will help you? There's no point in telling you."

When Du Weifang heard this, her eyes instantly turned red, and she said in a crying voice:

"Then I will tell my father and grandfather and let them judge for themselves. How dare you bully me."

He Yuzhu still looked relaxed and at ease, spreading his hands and saying:

"Am I bullying you? You were the one who hit me first, and I was just defending myself. Is that wrong?"

Then he added in a more serious tone: "Besides, your father and your grandfather combined are no match for me, what's the point of you going to find them?"

Du Weifang was so angry that he trembled all over, with anger flashing in his eyes. He pointed at him and cursed:

"You you big bad guy."

He Yuzhu seemed not to have heard her scolding, nodded, and said slowly:

"Your sister said the same thing to me at first, but after she gradually understood my strengths, she only applauded me."

Du Weifang, a young girl who has not yet experienced sexual intercourse, feels like a deer is beating its head.

She lives in Nanyang, a relatively open place, so naturally she has more knowledge than the average person.

At this moment, He Yuzhu's tall body pressed tightly against her, and the strong feeling of oppression made her a little breathless.

What made her even more embarrassed was that she could clearly feel that there was something special about a certain part of his body.

The heat and hardness seemed to brand her heart like a branding iron, making her already flushed face even more rosy and juicy like a ripe apple.

"What do you want to do to let me go?"

She asked in a trembling voice, her eyes full of fear and anxiety. He Yuzhu said firmly:

"I want you to be my woman like your sister."

Hearing this, Du Weifang's eyes widened. She never expected He Yuzhu to put forward such an outrageous condition. She felt an inexplicable anger and shame in her heart.

"No, stop dreaming."

She struggled hard, trying to break free from He Yuzhu's restraints.

However, He Yuzhu held her tightly like an iron clamp, making it impossible for her to break free.

At this moment, He Yuzhu suddenly said:

"Then let me kiss you, and I'll let you go."

After hearing this, Du Weixiang was stunned. She didn't expect He Yuzhu to make such a request, and she didn't know how to respond for a moment.

Her mind was in a mess, not knowing whether to agree or refuse...