Siheyuan: The happy life of a little chef

After seeing Su Meng off, Lou Xiao'e and Qin Huairu came to the office.

"That Su Meng is the one your brother likes?"

Han Chunyan nodded.

"Yeah, otherwise why would I be so nice to her? Just because my brother likes her."

Qin Huairu smiled.

"It's really pretty. It's normal for your brother to like it."

Han Chunyan was a little worried.

"No one in the family is optimistic. The Su family is known as a family of scholars and has always been arrogant. They look down on ordinary people like us, especially her grandmother, who praises her son in the yard all day long. He is just a teacher. The third uncle was also a teacher before, but he never acted like this."

Lou Xiao'e said.

"This girl is okay. I think she's pretty good."

Han Chunyan shook her head.

"That's because you don't understand her. She is arrogant in her bones, not on the surface. Forget it, let's not talk about her anymore and continue looking at the design drawings."

Han Chunming didn't know about Su Meng's visit to Han Chunyan.

In the evening, Han Chunming arrived at the Polan Hou family as promised.

Hou Paolan changed into clean clothes. Han Chunyan could hardly recognize him and stared at him.

The ragged Hou smiled.

"Those are work clothes. You don't think I can't even afford to eat?"

Han Chunyan smiled awkwardly.

"I also have work clothes. I understand."

When Han Chunyan reached the inner room, she was dazzled by the things in front of her, and her eyes finally stopped on a sticker box.

Han Chunming picked it up and looked at it carefully, then opened it and looked at it again, feeling a little excited.

“Can you sell this to me?”

Hou Paolan just picked up the wine glass and immediately put it down and said hurriedly.

"Put it down, put it down. I'm kind enough to treat you to a meal, but you want my things? It's impossible, absolutely impossible. Get out of here."

Hou Polan grabbed the box and pushed Han Chunming out.

At this time, the door opened and a woman walked in. She was the one who sold the cigarette pipe to Han Chunminger.

The woman choked with tears.

"Dad, he's sick and I don't have the money to take him to the hospital. Please help me."

As he said this, he knelt down.

The Ragnarok Marquis was not moved at all and pointed at the woman and cursed.

"Back then I didn't agree with you two being together, but you wanted to break up with me. What's wrong? Now you're begging me. Impossible. Go, leave now."

As he said this, he pushed the woman out, ignoring her cries.

Han Chunming was confused. What was going on?

Han Chunming asked.

"Is this your daughter?"

Hou Polan was in a very bad mood and pushed Han Chunming out as well.

"Get out of here too, you just want to piss me off."

Han Chunming had no choice but to walk back and soon met the woman.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

The woman seemed to have grasped at straws.

"I am that man's daughter. My name is Hou Su'e. My husband is sick and I have no money. Can you help me?"

When Han Chunming heard this, he realized that this was a matter of life and death, so he immediately rode his tricycle and took the woman back home.

After arriving home, Han Chunming checked and found that the man was indeed very ill, so he immediately picked him up.

"Come on, I'll take him to the hospital. You can use the bed and blanket as a cushion on my tricycle."

Hou Su'e followed without saying a word, holding the quilt.

When they arrived at the hospital, the man was sent to the emergency room, and Han Chunming took out all the money he had on him.

"That's all I have. Take a look and see if it's enough. If not, tell me."

Hou Su'e cried and was about to kneel down to Han Chunming'er.

"Thank you, thank you."

Han Chunming quickly helped Hou Su'e up.

"Go in and see him. I'm going back now."

On the way back, Han Chunming became angrier and angrier, and went straight to the ruined Hou family.

After a fierce knock on the door, Hou Paolan opened it.

By now, Hou Pao Lan had calmed down. He let Han Chunming in and pointed at the untouched food and wine on the table.

"Have a drink."

Han Chunming picked up the wine glass, drank it all, and then slammed it heavily on the table.

"I didn't expect you to be such a person. That's your own daughter, and the boy is your son-in-law. How could you just stand by and watch them die? Ah? Where's your heart?"

Hou Paolan sat down and took a sip of wine.

"Sit down and I'll tell you slowly."

Han Chunming sat down and took a bite of the food.

The broken Hou continued.

"Her name is Hou Su'e, she is my only daughter. Do you think I didn't want to save them? I was unwilling to accept this. In the past, I did some errands for Er Gouzi in order to survive. As a result, that man's father reported me, causing me to be criticized every day. In a fit of rage, I set fire to their house, and that's how I was arrested and imprisoned for ten years."

Hou Paolan was a little excited and took another sip of wine.

"But what about Hou Su'e? Not only did she not help me with revenge, but she actually married the son of my enemy. Do you think this is something a daughter should do? After I got out, I asked her to divorce, but she refused no matter what. She wanted to sever the father-daughter relationship with me for a sick boy. I said, I'll sever the relationship if I want to. If you have the guts, don't come begging me. This is what I said at the time. What do you want me to do?"

Han Chunming didn't know what to do either, it was too complicated.

"I don't know how to put it, but my master said that money and antiques are both cold, but people's hearts are warm. Money and antiques can warm people up, but people's hearts cannot. Once people's hearts are cold, they can never be warmed up again. She is your only daughter and your only relative in this world. Which is warmer, money or your daughter's heart? Think about it carefully."

After saying this, Han Chunming prepared to go back.

The Broken Marquis called him.

"Stop, take this. The money inside is for her medical expenses."

Han Chunming happily accepted the invitation box, but he did not take the money.

"Sister Hou will pay me back the money I lent her. I don't want your money."

After saying this, Han Chunming left with the invitation box.

Hou Pao Lan looked at the money on the table, poured himself another glass of wine and drank it, muttering to himself.

"The human heart?"

After returning home, Han Chunming put down his things, picked up the box and ran straight to the backyard.

Aunt Han shouted hurriedly.

"Where are you going again? Are you going to eat or not?"

Han Chunming ran and shouted.

"Mom, I'll be back to eat in a bit."

When they arrived at the backyard, Han Chunming called out the secret code, but it was Grandma Su who opened the door instead of Su Meng.

Grandma Su looked at Han Chunming and said.

"Han Chunming, what's your name so late at night?"

Han Chunming scratched his head in embarrassment.

"That Grandma Su, is Su Meng home? I have something to ask her."

Grandma Su said with some annoyance.

"Meng Meng is asleep. Let's talk about it tomorrow."

After saying that, he prepared to close the door.

Han Chunming directly handed over the box.

"Grandma Su, Su Meng is having a birthday soon. This is my gift to her. Please give it to her for me. Thank you."

After handing the invitation box to Grandma Su, Han Chunming left. He felt a little regretful for not seeing Su Meng, and wondered if she was still angry.

Grandma Su closed the door and Su Meng ran out immediately.

"Grandma, what is Han Chunming doing here?"

It turned out that Su Meng had been hiding in the room, but she couldn't hear clearly.

Grandma Su looked at Su Meng unhappily.

"I don't dare to go out, so I let grandma be the bad guy. Here is a gift from Han Chunminger for you. She said it's your birthday soon."

Su Meng took the box and looked at it, then opened it and looked again. There was nothing inside, and she was puzzled.

"What does Han Chunming mean? There's nothing inside. I'm so pissed off."

Grandma Su looked at the box and thought about it.

"If you don't want it, give it to me. I'll keep it for some needles and thread."

Su Meng didn't care. She gave it to Grandma Su and went back to the house.

Grandma Su took the box, looked at it carefully, and then put it away.