Siheyuan: Picked up by a goddess in 48 years

At noon, the family enjoyed a delicious meal. The ingredients were the same, but the taste was different when made by an ordinary person and an eighth-level master chef.

Lu Zhenyuan ate so much during this meal that his belly was full. It was inevitable that he ate a little more because it satisfied his appetite.

Seeing this, Lu Wanyi thought that he had never eaten enough before, and she almost cried out of guilt. Fortunately, Lu Zhenyuan reacted quickly and said that he was a little full, and then she comforted her.

In fact, it was not just him. Xiao Yuyan also ate half a bowl of rice more than usual, but I didn't dare give her more.

If children can't control their mouths, they will really get sick.

After the workers finished moving, they cleaned up, said goodbye and left.

Aunt Mei moved today, and Cai Quande’s boss gave her a day off, so Aunt Mei had nothing to do in the afternoon and chatted with Lu Wanyi.

Lu Zhenyuan accompanied Xiao Yuyan, and the scene was full of joy.

In the middle courtyard, after He Daqing had tidied up the house to its general appearance, he asked the brother and sister to stay at home, while he went to the backyard carrying a bag of things.

The weather was mild and the door was not closed, so He Daqing went straight into the back room carrying his things.

"Old lady, I'm here to see you!" He Daqing said as he entered the room.

The deaf old lady who was squinting on the kang opened her eyes, and it was obvious that she was not really sleeping.

"Um... is everything packed?"

He Daqing put the things he brought on the table and replied, "Well, I have sorted out the general idea. Thank you for your concern this time, old lady."

"Hey, you used to save me some food, so I'll help you if I can." The deaf old lady nodded and looked at the table, "Is this for me?"

"Hey, I know you only like this, so here's Quanjude duck and some snacks for you to enjoy later." He Daqing said as he took out the things in the bag one by one.

Specially placed on the table.

The deaf old lady nodded with satisfaction, staring at the shiny roast duck, her eyes shining.

A trace of pain flashed across He Daqing's eyes, and he said, "Do you want to eat now, or?"

"Put it here for now, and wait for me to eat it in the evening."

He Daqing nodded, put the things down, and did not leave. He glanced around the room.

The deaf old lady knew that there was something else going on, but she didn't speak first.

Sure enough, seeing that the old lady didn't respond, He Daqing suddenly sighed, paced back and forth, making the deaf old lady's forehead throb.

"What are you doing? Shaking in front of my old lady!"

He Daqing sighed again after hearing this, then he came forward with a curious look and said in a low voice: "Old lady, tell me, where did you get these things in the room?"

As he spoke, his eyes swept over the furniture.

There was nothing in his room, and it would cost a lot of money if he bought it himself. He knew the old lady's situation, so he asked for directions.

The deaf old lady glanced at He Daqing.

"Don't have any ideas. I got these in exchange for favors."

He Daqing was also a smart man. When he heard this, he knew he had no hope. After all, one cannot use other people's favors to get things done for oneself.

He was not embarrassed at all. After a dry laugh, he said, "Okay, I won't bother you anymore. If you have any problems in the future, please let me know."

After saying that, he simply turned around and walked out.

When he returned to the central courtyard and looked at the magnificent main house, he felt very proud and satisfied. He admired it alone for a while, then went into the house and called out his eldest son.

"Don't stay here. Send your sister to the backyard and let the old lady take care of her for a while. Then come back with me to move the furniture."

They originally had a place to live in the old city, but it did not belong to them. However, they could move in everything in the house that was usable, which saved some money.

Not only He Daqing's family, but also Lao Xu's family were moving things back and forth all afternoon.

It’s not that they can’t afford a horse-drawn carriage, but it’s simply unavailable at that time. People are moving everywhere in the city, and there are simply not enough carts to go around.

Su Mei had two horse-drawn carriages for delivering things. One was hired by Cai Quande’s boss through his connections, and the other was one they had themselves.

"I'm so tired. Dad, can't we move things tomorrow? Why do you have to keep moving?" He Yuzhu complained as he walked into the second courtyard. His face had aged prematurely, and now it looked even uglier.

If you don't know clearly, you might think they are brothers when they stand together with He Daqing.

He Daqing came in from behind, carrying two stools. He was also exhausted. Hearing this, he snorted, "Is that what you call it? I told you to learn cooking, but you didn't study hard. From now on, you'll be carrying sacks!"

Hearing the sermon, He Yuzhu rolled his eyes.

The sound of a door opening was heard from the side. He Yuzhu looked over and his eyes widened the next second.

"Those people have been almost cleaned up, there's really no need for you to work!"

"Hey Aunt Mei, I'm free anyway, let's take a look first."

Aunt Mei had no choice but to give up and walked towards the east wing together.

Lu Wanyi didn't pay attention to the two people at the gate, but Aunt Mei noticed it. Seeing a silly boy who looked old before his time staring at her young lady, her eyebrows instantly raised and she glared at him fiercely.

However, He Yuzhu didn't notice it at all, his eyes were still fixed on Su Mei, but He Daqing noticed it, but his expression was exactly the same as his son's, staring straight at Su Mei.

He performed a little better than his son. After noticing Su Mei's eyes, he nodded flatteringly, as if to say hello.

But Su Mei ignored her at all.

She had received the young master's instructions in advance that there were few good people in this courtyard.

She came to this courtyard to cook for the young master's family, and another purpose was to take care of the Lu family and prevent them from being bullied.

Those two, one big and one small, aged prematurely, were obviously not good people.

Lu Wanyi followed Aunt Mei's gaze and noticed the He father and son. She wanted to say hello politely, but after noticing the man's gaze, she immediately turned her head away, thinking to herself that she would stay away from them in the future.

When the two of them entered the east ear room, He Yuzhu had not yet come to his senses and was still staring at them.

Seeing how useless he was, He Daqing went up and slapped him on the back of the head.

Snapped!

"hiss!"

He Yuzhu was grimacing from being beaten.

His father He Daqing's voice rang out from behind him, "Look at how silly you are. You might as well change your name to He Shazhu. You're still staring at girls at your age!"

After all, he was only fifteen or sixteen years old, so He Yuzhu did not dare to argue. He also did not see his father's performance just now, which was actually not much better than his, otherwise he would have really said something to him.

"Hey, Shazhu got beaten again." A gloating voice came from behind.

Hearing this familiar voice, He Yuzhu seemed to be triggered by a switch. He picked up the table and was about to go back and hit someone, but was held down by his father.

But he didn't stop either.

"Xu Damao! You were born in the year of the dog, why are you everywhere?"

"Hey, if I were born in the year of the dog, then you'd be a piece of shit. I can tell where you are just by the smell! Ouch!" The arrogant words turned into a cry of pain.

Xu Fugui stood behind Xu Damao with a grim face.

This stupid son cursed and cursed, and even got himself into trouble. You are a dog, what am I? An old dog?

Xu Fugui and He Daqing looked at each other, nodded and said nothing. They knew each other before and were very familiar with each other. The two children had been fighting and quarreling for a long time, so there was no way to make a fuss about it.

The main reason was that Xu's father couldn't do anything to He Daqing.

Every time the two children clashed, his son suffered the loss, but when two children fought, adults couldn't get in the way, right? He couldn't even ask for an explanation.

Because He Daqing had foresight and gave his son the nickname of Shazhu, is this a name that ordinary people can call him? After all, there is a saying that there are only wrong names, but no wrong nicknames.

You know he is stupid but you still argue with him, are you stupid too? If something really happens, you can ask someone to notarize it. You are obviously right, but the other party is a fool, so you can be exempted from most of the responsibility.

Anyway, Mr. Xu couldn't call his son Shamao.

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