Siheyuan: Cao Liang's rise

A month later.

As usual, Cao Liang drove his beloved car to Houhai to go fishing.

After parking the car, Cao Liang came to the main house carrying two fish weighing about two or three pounds that he had caught.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw Meng Xiaoxing and Chen Huilan sitting on stools, with Chen Huilan holding a little girl in her arms.

But at this moment, Chen Huilan and Meng Xiaoxing seemed to be in a low mood.

Cao Liang asked in confusion: "Why, is the business in the store not good?"

The store jointly opened by Meng Xiaoxing and Lou Xiaoe has been open for half a month, but Cao Liang did not ask much about its specific performance.

He didn't care much about the little quarrel between the two women.

Meng Xiaoxing shook her head.

Cao Liang was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Could it be that that brat Dabao has caused trouble again? I think he is itching for trouble."

Hearing this, Meng Xiaoxing rolled her eyes at him, "Dabao is back home now! Even if he got into trouble, we wouldn't know about it!"

Chen Huilan said in a low voice: "It's Aunt Yi from the Central Court who passed away."

"Leaving? Where to..."

Having said this, Cao Liang paused. He already understood what Chen Huilan meant.

Chen Huilan sighed, "Aunt Yi was already old at the time, but Yi Zhonghai insisted on having a child of his own, and Aunt Yi almost couldn't hold on."

"Although I gave birth to the baby, my body was injured and I have been taking medicine all these years."

"Having his own offspring has always been Yi Zhonghai's obsession."

Cao Liang sighed, then asked, "Mom, do you want to help?"

Chen Huilan nodded, "Aunt Yi is a good person and should help. You can go over and see if there is anything you can do to help!"

Although when Lao Cao left, no one in the hospital came to help.

But Aunt Yi can be said to be one of the few good people in this courtyard, so there is nothing wrong with going to help her.

So many years have passed, and Chen Huilan has let it go.

But Cao Liang disagreed.

But since Chen Huilan had spoken, he naturally had to listen.

After dinner, Cao Liang went to the Central Court to help.

Early next day.

The courtyard welcomed an unexpected guest.

A man and a woman came to Yi Zhonghai's house, looking exhausted and with bloodshot eyes.

Under the watchful eyes of the neighbors, the two men walked straight into the house, then knelt down and kowtowed three times to Aunt Yi.

"Who are they? Are they relatives of the old Yi family?"

"I'm not sure, but judging from Yi Zhonghai's expression, he doesn't seem to recognize him either."

People in the yard were talking in low voices.

Xu Damao, who was beside Cao Liang, whispered, "Liangzi, do you think that man looks familiar?"

This guy didn't want to come to help at first, but when he saw Cao Liang go and Lou Xiao'e urged him, he had to come too.

Cao Liang had already recognized who that person was and replied, "If I'm not mistaken, he should be Yi Zhien."

"Yi Zhien? Who is that?"

Xu Damao was bewildered.

After all, Yi Zhien hasn't returned for ten years since he went to the countryside.

Almost everyone in the courtyard had forgotten his existence.

Cao Liang said speechlessly: "It's the adopted son they adopted back then."

Xu Damao suddenly realized, "It turned out to be him, no wonder he looked familiar."

Xu Damao said with emotion: "I knew from the beginning that this kid was a good person. Now that Aunt Yi is gone, he actually rushed back to kowtow."

"Compared to the Jia family, Jia Dongxu was Yi Zhonghai's apprentice at the beginning, but look at him now, Aunt Yi is gone, and no one came to help. He is really ungrateful."

Cao Liang shook his head and said, "Okay, everyone in the hospital knows who that family is, so there's no need to waste words."

That’s right, this man and woman, the man is Yi Zhien, and his wife.

When Yi Zhien went to the countryside, Yi Zhonghai felt disappointed with him.

He knew that even if he came back there would be no place for him, so he wrote a letter to Aunt Yi and stayed in the countryside.

Seeing that he was honest and willing to work hard, the village chief accepted him as his son-in-law.

I just don't know how he knew about Aunt Yi's death.

But the fact that he was able to come back so quickly was enough to prove how much he cared.

Looking at his face, I could tell that he had been traveling for a long time.

Yi Zhien and his wife kowtowed to Aunt Yi.

Yi Zhien said to Yi Zhonghai: "Uncle Yi, can I give Mom a ride?"

He didn't call Yi Zhonghai "Dad".

Because he knew that since Yi Tiande appeared, Yi Zhonghai no longer treated him as his son.

Yi Zhonghai looked up when he heard that. His hair was completely white and his face looked very weathered.

He is retired now. Although his monthly salary is not low, he has to support his family and buy medicine for Aunt Yi.

The family conditions are only average.

He was stunned for a moment, looked at Yi Zhien for a long time, and then asked uncertainly: "You are... Zhien?"

Seeing this, Yi Zhien smiled bitterly.

He knew there was no place for him in this family.

Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but come.

"It's me." Yi Zhien nodded, then looked at the woman next to him, "This is my wife, wife, call someone."

"Uncle Yi." The woman called obediently.

"Eh."

Yi Zhonghai nodded blankly, then said: "Of course, the old woman was still thinking about you until the end, she must be very happy that you can come back."

"It's my fault for being unfilial. I came back late."

Yi Zhien said with tears in her eyes.

He has always been grateful for Aunt Yi's kindness in adopting him.

Even though he stayed in the countryside, he always thought of his adoptive mother.

He also often wrote letters, but never received a single reply.

In fact, he also guessed something. It must be Yi Zhonghai who put it away.

He stopped writing afterwards.

He was originally in the Northwest, a long way away.

The reason he came back was because his eyelids had been twitching these days.

He didn't know why, but he just wanted to come back and see Aunt Yi.

But he didn't expect that as soon as he returned to the courtyard, he met Yan Bugui. After asking him carefully, he learned that his adoptive mother had passed away.

Although it sounds mysterious, it did happen.

Yi Zhien was also a little annoyed.

If he could come back earlier, he would be able to see his adoptive mother for the last time.

It’s not popular to hold big events in the city these days.

The funeral was completed that afternoon.

Cao Liang did not stay at the Yi family for dinner and went home.

After a while, Xu Damao wanted to drink with him.

After taking a sip of wine, Xu Damao sighed, "Life is so fragile. Aunt Yi is only in her sixties. I didn't expect her to pass away like this."

"It's OK. After all, Aunt Yi was injured when she gave birth to her son. It's good enough that she can hold on until now."

Cao Liang shook his head.

"Brother Liangzi."

At this time, Yi Zhien and his wife came to the door of Dabao's house.

Cao Liang nodded slightly and asked, "Have you eaten yet? Do you want to eat something?"

"No, I'm here to pay you back."

Yi Zhien took out a wad of money from his pocket, some in small and some in whole, and handed it to Cao Liang, "I'm sorry, brother Liangzi, it's taken me so long to return it to you."

"fine."

Cao Liang took the money and put it on the table without counting it.

When he lent it to him, he had no intention of asking him to pay it back. He just felt sorry for him and wanted to help him.

Yi Zhien nodded to Xu Damao, then left the courtyard with his wife.