Teacher He of the Siheyuan

Xu Damao came angrily outside a production workshop, wanting to seek justice for himself.

Why did I call him a godfather for several years, but didn't get any benefits, and the little widow took the money away without saying a word!

Yi Zhonghai in the production workshop had just come off the production line and was about to take a sip of water to rest.

Then I found Xu Damao with an unhappy face coming.

"Yo, Lao Yi, your good son is here," the worker on the side teased.

Yi Zhonghai thought to himself that it was bad luck for his grandson to come, so he responded casually.

"What's wrong with Da Mao, if there is nothing important, go back to the courtyard and talk about it"

When Xu Damao heard that Yi Zhonghai didn't take him seriously, his anger welled up again, but he was wise not to make noise in the workshop, which would only make people laugh.

Xu Damao said indifferently, "Godfather, I have something very important to ask you about the widow in the courtyard."

Upon hearing about the widow, Yi Zhonghai's expression darkened immediately, while the worker Lao Huang beside him showed interest.

In the chatter box of the old men in the production workshop when they were resting, the most common topic besides cigarettes and alcohol was women, and among women, widows were the most likely to cause trouble.

Yi Zhonghai gave Xu Damao a wink to go out, then put down the kettle and said, "Old Huang, I have something to do and go out, you can watch these little bastards for me next time I buy you a drink."

Lao Huang agreed without changing his expression and said, "Old Yi, you go, the father and son must have something to say in private, I will keep an eye on it here"

As soon as the two of them left the production workshop, Lao Huang, who was itchy in his heart, immediately followed.

Yi Zhonghai took his godson Xu Damao to a remote corner outside the workshop. This is a place where waste products generated during production are piled up, and few people usually come here.

"Da Mao, tell me what kind of widow is in the courtyard?" Yi Zhonghai said in a cold tone.

Xu Damao choked suddenly because of the gloomy expression of the uncle, his momentum had been suppressed, he paused before speaking
"It's just that I heard that you always sneaked behind my back in Qin Huairu's family in the charity home. This Qin Huairu's husband is younger than you after his death. I'm afraid that you will make mistakes if you don't care about it."

While talking, Xu Damao saw that Yi Zhonghai's face was getting darker and darker, so he felt a little nervous and added another sentence.

"Godfather, I believe in your character, but I'm afraid that if the other neighbors in the yard know about it, after all, they don't have the ability to distinguish, and they don't trust you unconditionally like me. Sexy news is also a kind of harm to you."

Yi Zhonghai did not expect that someone would find out that he secretly helped the little widow Qin Huairu, and this person was his godson Xu Damao.

This child should not stay for long!

"Da Mao, where did you hear these absurd things?" Yi Zhonghai didn't panic but started to ask rhetorically.

"The Jia family is all orphans and widowed. They all rely on Qin Huairu to go to work and earn money to support the family. Life is hard to avoid. As the elder of the courtyard, my responsibility is to help the poor and needy. I have helped the Jia family a few times before. Second-rate"

"But the matter of saying that I secretly helped Qin Huairu can be big or small, you can't talk nonsense if you talk empty, you know?"

Yi Zhonghai first blurred his concept of helping the Jia family, emphasizing that it was his responsibility as a grandpa.

As for the fact that he helped the little widow Qin Huairu, he neither admitted nor denied it, but just wanted to see if Xu Damao could say anything.

This face is what he valued most in his life. He is a dignified eighth-level fitter in the rolling mill, a respected uncle in the courtyard, and he is not respected wherever he goes.

If it really spread that he and the little widow had sex, it would definitely be a huge blow to Yi Zhonghai!

What's more, every time I met Qin Huairu, I would give money in the dead of night, and I couldn't eat any meat, so I stopped helping the little widow, a bottomless pit.

Why did Xu Damao know about this at this time? Could it be that Qin Huairu was dissatisfied with his breaking up his confession to her, so he called Xu Damao.

Seeing Yi Zhonghai's calm appearance at this time, Xu Damao had already forgotten about the secrecy of He Daqing's guarantee, and wanted to reveal the source of the news.

As for things like back and forth, Xu Damao didn't feel any burden at all.

"I started this matter from..."

At this moment, He Daqing walked over leisurely with a cigarette in his mouth, and interrupted Xu Damao's words.

"Hey, Lao Yi and Da Mao, what kind words did you two father and son say, I didn't bother you, did I?"

"Da Mao, didn't you blush with your godfather? There is no overnight feud between father and son"

"Old He, are you passing by or are you looking for something?" Yi Zhonghai wondered, and at the same time took the peony cigarette from He Daqing.

He Daqing handed Yi Zhonghai a cigarette, and Xu Damao was not qualified to smoke Director He's cigarette.

"Hey, didn't I go to Da Mao to ask him to bring me some local products or something when he goes to the countryside next time, I need to use them for cooking." He Daqing patted his thigh and said.

"In the end, I accidentally told you that you promised to borrow Qin Huairu a few catties of pork. Damao is a sincere child. He heard that his godfather is a good person and he only picks widows to help him, but he doesn't care about his godson. "

"Maybe I didn't turn the corner for a while and felt a little unbalanced. I didn't realize Lao Yi's lofty moral bottom line, so I came to you out of anger. what's left"

He Daqing successfully sold Xu Damao before he betrayed himself.

This wave called Xu Damao's way, leaving Xu Damao with nowhere to go!

By the way, it blocked the little widow from continuing to sneak into Yi Zhonghai Road.

Xu Damao was stunned, what Uncle He said was all my words!

Yi Zhonghai was also a little stunned by these words, thinking to himself.

"What do you mean I agreed to lend Qin Huairu a few catties of pork? When did I agree? I don't have the slightest impression, and Xu Damao is really worried."

"My money is willing to be spent by widows, how can you spend it, but you are still unbalanced and thinking about my property, it's just daydreaming"

Yi Zhonghai coughed and was about to speak.

Who knew that He Daqing was rushing to talk again.

"Old Yi, are you okay? Did you catch a cold while walking in the yard at night? The medicine pot in the yard is at Jia's house. Why don't I get it for you after work? As for borrowing your pork, Qinhuai Ru I promise, I will pay you back when I get paid next month."

Yi Zhonghai's coughing stopped immediately, and from the above few sentences, he immediately understood that Qin Huairu had taken the initiative to tell He Daqing that he had been helped in the past.

For Yi Zhonghai, this matter cannot be exposed. If it is exposed, it is equivalent to the collapse of the old man who he has maintained for half his life.

And these few catties of meat are probably the hush money for helping Qin Huairu.

After realizing this, Yi Zhonghai felt extremely resentful towards Qin Huairu's insatiable greed!

Never thought that not only did he fail to grasp the little widow, but was instead grasped by the little widow.

But in front of Xu Damao Yi Zhonghai didn't dare to go deeper, otherwise his godfather's reputation of secretly taking care of widows might not be able to escape.

"Old He, I remembered it as soon as you said it. The Jia family is in such a difficult situation that I, as the uncle, can help a little." Yi Zhonghai said with a smile on his face and a feeling of excitement in his heart.

Seeing this harmonious scene, Xu Damao suddenly felt that his brain was not enough, why did he come here?