Teacher He of the Siheyuan

He Daqing chuckled, not easily deceived by Xu Damao.

"You kid treat Uncle He as an outsider, don't you?"

"Your mother lives in a new house and is in class. What kind of money do you want from you? It's about the same as what you ask her for."

I heard that Xu Junjun's ex-wife has lived a prosperous life since she left the big dyeing vat of the courtyard house, and it seems that there are people.

That's why Xu Junping anxiously wanted to remarry.

And Xu Damao was a little embarrassed when he was exposed face to face for his poor performance, and he complained in his heart why Uncle He was so serious.

Xu Damao said angrily, "Uncle He, if you don't borrow money, I'll go back to work."

As he said that, he was about to turn around and leave.

He Daqing couldn't let him go, so he said with a smile, "Da Mao, why are you so impatient?"

"Did Uncle He say he won't help you?"

As soon as Xu Damao heard that things were turning around, he stopped immediately, and stretched out his hand in a begging gesture with a smile on his face, "Uncle He, I knew that the elders in the courtyard are the most humane of you."

This is to the point, He's character is well-known in the courtyard, especially against the background of the elder master's gradually weakening and the third master's reputation of being stingy, He Daqing's figure becomes more and more tall.

He Daqing knocked off Xu Damao's outstretched hand, "Da Mao, Uncle He has no money to lend you."

Xu Damao's face turned black to the naked eye, he said angrily that the old man was playing with his feelings.

"Uncle He, you are making fun of me, so I won't accompany you."

When He Daqing was not angry with his reaction, he added another sentence.

"But I know someone who has money, and this person will definitely lend it to you"

"Uncle He, who is it?"

"You forget you have two dads"

He Daqing brushed aside the clouds and mists to remind him.

Xu Damao heard what He Daqing meant, and blurted out, "Come on, my dad has to pay protection fees every month, and the rest of the salary is not enough for me to spend."

"As for my godfather, that guy is like a buttoned-up guy who is reluctant to change his socks even if they are torn. How can I get money from him?" Xu Damao began to complain.

"Uncle He, my two fathers are the same as if I didn't have them. They don't care about me at all."

Speaking of which, Xu Damao squatted down aggrieved.

He Daqing could see that this kid was a little uncomfortable.

But the amount of information in the words just now is a bit too much. Brother Xu has to pay protection fees every month. Lenovo has fired him from the rolling mill. It stands to reason that no unit would want such a person, but he was able to find a job in a movie theater.

Now that I have found the answer, it turns out that it is a matter of interests. As long as money is given, a person with a problem with life style will still have a unit to accept it.

Sure enough, the prosperity of the world is for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit.

Money can turn the devil around.

"Da Mao, you don't believe in Uncle He, do you?" He Daqing patted Xu Damao's head and continued to point out like an elder who cared about the younger generation.

"Since your biological father is unreliable, then you should get closer to your godfather"

"After all, Lao Yi is an eighth-level fitter, and he is the highest paid person in our courtyard and even in the entire rolling mill."

you do not say.

Eighth-level fitter, 99 yuan salary.

Such a high salary belongs to the absolute high-income group in 64, when the average per capita income was only about 30 to [-] yuan.

Compared with He Daqing, the director of the cafeteria, the income of the nineteenth-level cadres is much higher.

As for He Daqing's small money in secret, let's not talk about some antique calligraphy and paintings, stamps, Maotai and the like collected here and there, but only say that the cash is at least two W or more.

The unknown No. [-] local tyrant in the courtyard lives up to his name!

Xu Damao didn't feel much better after hearing He Daqing's enlightenment, "I know what you said, Uncle He, but what did my godfather say to me? He didn't even spend a penny for me."

"Ah, no way." He Daqing's face was full of surprise, and he blurted out by accident, "But I heard that he often helps Jia's family, and every time he sells it, it's stick noodles, and occasionally there are some money in various bills."

"what"

Xu Damao was stunned when he heard it, he jumped up from the ground, and asked very seriously!

"Uncle He, are you kidding me?"

But He Daqing suddenly reacted at this time, realized that he seemed to have said something wrong, and immediately covered his mouth with one hand.

"Then what, Da Mao, I have something to do, so I'll leave first. You just misheard what I said just now."

Saying that, He Daqing was about to leave.

But how could Xu Damao, who had already been filled with resentment in his heart, be reconciled, he wanted to pull someone when he came up, but He Daqing dodged sideways.

"Uncle He, you are an elder I have always respected, and you are also a witness when I recognized my uncle as a godfather." Xu Damao played the emotional card.

"What's the matter with you, you can't hide it from me"

"Sigh..." He Daqing sighed and said helplessly, "I can't say some things clearly. If I say it, I will be arranging others behind the scenes, and if I say it, it will destroy the father-son relationship between you and Lao Yi. Then I will not be a bad person." Yet"

This sentence seems to say nothing, but it seems to say everything.

How could Xu Damao fail to understand the meaning contained in it, and his heart was filled with resentment towards Yi Zhonghai for a moment.

This old bastard left his godson regardless, but sneakily helped the little widow's family behind his back. It was so hypocritical.

Yi Zhonghai had no children, and only had himself as a godson, so these properties should all be his own, but they were all lost without his knowing.

It's really unbearable.

He Daqing has been observing Xu Damao's expression, all the emotional changes of the other party at close range have not escaped his eyes, it is the flame of anger.

See the heat is almost here.

"Da Mao, don't think about it too much. Maybe Lao Yi has other considerations. They say that the old man will hope that his son will become a dragon. If he doesn't spend money on you, he may also want to train you more."

"But what happened to him helping Qin Huairu's family?" Xu Damao asked in disbelief, "Qin Huairu's family has been kind to him, and they can still give him an old age. They let their sons take care of them, but they go to give warmth to the widow. Do you want to be a godfather?"

The more Xu Damao talked, the more angry he became, as if there was a fire in his heart.

"Actually, I'm looking for you because I want you to collect some local eggs and local specialties for me when I go to the countryside next time." He Daqing patted his thigh in frustration and said.

"Why did you accidentally destroy the relationship between your father and son? If it gets out, my reputation will be ruined. What does Lao Yi think of me, and what do the neighbors in the courtyard think of me?"

Xu Damao said comfortingly, "Uncle He, you are the most sensible person in our courtyard. It is thanks to you that I know the true face of my godfather."

"Don't worry, I won't say that I heard about it from you. I'll ask Yi Zhonghai to judge and see what his motivation is to help the little widow."

He Daqing was still a little worried and said, "Da Mao, you promise Uncle He, don't be impulsive and impulsive is the devil."

Xu Damao hurried away as soon as he agreed, he was in a hurry to settle the score with Yi Zhonghai.

After He Daqing and the others left, they began to grind their jaws and thought.

"Xu Damao's temper is not likely to fight with his godfather, but his small arms and legs are probably no match for an eighth-level fitter. Should I go over and have a look?"