Teacher He of the Siheyuan

In the cold wind, He Daqing patted the dust off his body and went back to his room.

In the hall of He's house, the silly son was crossing his legs, braised pork ribs in one hand, and drinking the sorghum wine that He Daqing kept under the bed in the other hand.

And the mess on the dining table is full of bone scum chewed by silly Zhuzi.

He kept humming something.

"We ordinary people are really happy today"

It's very comfortable to see this, but Xiao Yushui couldn't stand the rude old man and went back to his room.

As the saying goes, where there is oppression, there is resistance. Dad is not at home tonight, He Yuzhu can be considered to have found freedom and is ready to let himself go.

In the past, my father didn't care whether he starved to death or not, but now my father's military strength is beyond the charts, and he is often suppressed with one hand.

It's all a bit dark, if I see myself like this, I will definitely be cut again.

"What are you thinking, dad went to drink and the old man is here, at least he'll have to drink until midnight." Silly Zhuzi drove away the inexplicable panic in his heart, and spit out a mouthful of bone dregs.

"If dad would just go out to drink every day, then the He family is up to me, and I can be so chic every day,"

"Why don't you find an aunt for dad to take care of him, so you don't have to take care of me every day, why does it feel a bit cold, is the door not closed properly?"

He Yuzhu drank too much and diverted his thinking to arrange a sunset for his father. Suddenly, he felt a gust of cold wind blowing, the temperature dropped a lot in an instant, and goose bumps rose.

"dad"

Silly Zhuzi suddenly saw his father looking at him with a smile, his soul was almost frightened and he forced a smile.

"Why are you back? Didn't you drink with the uncle?"

He secretly comforted himself that his father may not have heard the outrageous words just now because he was too old.

"How can I hear what's in your heart if you don't come back?" He Daqing sat down and smiled, "Why are you so careless, and you don't close the door when you speak ill of people behind your back?"

"Why do you want to find a stepmother for yourself? Tell me about which aunt you plan to arrange for me. If I am satisfied, I will not enforce the family law tonight."

Finished!

Finished!

Barbie Q's...!
He Yuzhu was startled awake in an instant when he was drunk, his little head was spinning at a speed faster than that of the final exam at the end of elementary school.

"Dad, I really didn't expect you to come back so soon." Silly Zhuzi found that his little head was smoking and it was not enough. Since he couldn't think of an excuse to make excuses, he had to honestly admit his mistake.

"I'm just talking casually after drinking too much. Really, you believe me, I just see you worrying about me and the rain all day long. Mom is gone and no one takes care of you."

"Now that we are all grown up, if you continue the string, I will definitely support it with both hands, as long as you can be happy"

Ha ha.

You can't imagine how happy your father is.

Seeing the stupid look on Silly Zhuzi's face, He Daqing felt that he was very angry. He had to let the 18th put out the fire tonight and the clock had to be increased.

He Daqing took some strength to lift his leg and kicked his silly son's buttocks, and He Yuzhu was thrown to the ground together with the ribs in his hand by this sudden kick.

This silly son really hasn't been on the house for three days, so he has to teach his long memory.

You just arrange a Xi Shi, Wang Zhaojun, Diao Chan, Yang Yuhuan, the four major beauties, and I will let you pass.

Even foreign Monica Bellucci, Sophie Marceau, and Nicole Kidman are fine, and He Daqing doesn't choose.

By the way, these latter people should not be born yet.

At this time Yan Bugui's younger brother came, and He Daqing also ended his brainstorming.

Yan Bugui asked strangely, "Old He, why did the pillar fall to the ground in the cold weather?"

He Daqing said, "Well, I told him that Mr. Yan, you would come to pay back the money, and he bet me that a person like you who is so stingy will definitely delay paying it with excuses. If you pay it back, you will contract the house health for a month."

"Maybe he didn't expect that you would really come to pay back the money, and he couldn't accept your change for a while."

As soon as these words came out, Yan Bugui, who had such a thick skin, felt hot, and the defense line he had finally built was almost defeated again.

Being squeezed out like this, other people would have turned their backs already, but this person dared not do anything wrong to He Daqing and Yan Bugui, who was in the position of the third master.

Yan Bugui took a deep breath, and took out the fist hidden in his trouser pocket, "Old He, here is 9 yuan and 8 cents, you count it."

"I won't count, we must trust you because of our friendship." He Daqing waved his hand and refused such an offending thing, how could he do it?
So he turned his head and said, "Come and count the pillars, don't make a mistake, or your third master's reputation will be ruined."

Yan Bugui "..."

He Daqing's mouth is too bad, he doesn't save any face for me, he used to be able to drink and drink when he owed him money, how come it's not a good thing to pay back the money.

Ha ha.

It's almost Chinese New Year, and it's time to collect the bills. It won't work if the money owed is still with me.

Letting you owe money is a kindness, you have to remember.

It's my duty to let you pay back the money, you can't complain!
After listening to his father's call, Silly Zhuzi didn't dare to roll around on the ground, and got up in a hurry to count the money.

"one piece, two pieces"

"One cent, two cents"

"A total of nine yuan and eighty cents is right." He Yuzhu counted twice and reported his results.

I thought to myself that my father, Kecheng, could actually make Yan Lao Xitie cock pluck the feathers, Yan Bugui is a ruthless person who can get two taels of oil from the ground, so asking him to pay for it is really a shame for an old sow See you soon.

"Haha, after all, Mr. Yan is an intellectual, and your nephew's banquet money has been settled." He Daqing laughed and turned off the topic.

"It's too late and I won't see you off, let's drink together another day"

This…….

Isn't it ready-made in front of it, braised pork ribs, long Chaoshou, couple's lung slices, minced meat eggplant, so many good wine and food.

Yan Bugui's saliva was about to flow out, but He Daqing actually let him go back. Today, he passed by the big meal twice today and his wallet was bleeding profusely, which made him feel depressed.

Somewhat unwilling, he rolled his eyes and said.

"Old He, isn't it almost the end of the year? Your couplets aren't ready yet. Let's sit down and discuss how to write them. I'll write them. We're old buddies. I don't need a penny from you. How about it?"

Hey.

When it comes to writing couplets, I'm good at it. Yi Zhonghai, He Daqing, and an outdated Liu Haizhong are no match for me, Yan Pugui.

I don't believe I can't have this feast today.

It's no wonder that Yan Bugui is so confident. This old boy studied in a private school for a few days before and later became a teacher. In the quadrangle, he is a educated person.

The brush calligraphy written is not only clear and elegant, but at least neat and tidy, which is far superior to the dog crawling calligraphy written by other people in the courtyard, so Yan Pugui's life is at its peak during the New Year's Eve.

In the past, He Daqing really took peanuts and melon seeds, and asked Yan Bugui for help.

But that was in the past.

Brother is now a master-level calligraphy master, and I begged you to write couplets, wouldn't I laugh my ass off.

If the system finds out, it might come alive.

He Daqing smiled and refused, "Brother Yan, I used to think that your calligraphy is good, but this year I met a real calligraphy master, so I won't bother you."