Siheyuan, the special forces at the beginning, make me kill you

"Okay! You are all good boys! Get up first! I have prepared a big red envelope for you, but I want you to pay New Year's greetings at night, and then give it!"

"Thank you ma'am!"

After saying hello to the old lady, Liang Ladi rolled up her sleeves, and brought the meat, vegetables, and cooked food she brought over to the kitchen.

"We can't let Li Weiqiang show off the limelight by himself today, I want to show off!"

Ding Qiunan and Zhou Xiaobai also walked over to help.

"I want to cook too!" Ding Qiunan washed his hands and smiled at Liang Ladi.

"I can't do anything, but I can help eat!" Zhou Xiaobai smiled and moved his face closer, his teeth are so cute.

Li Weiqiang walked over to support the old lady's arm, seeing the tears in the old lady's eyes, his eyes were slightly red.

"Grandma, you used to say that you were used to being lonely, but I know that you are the most lively person!"

"It's still Li Weiqiang, you understand me! This year is really lively! Li Weiqiang, there will be a farewell! Don't be too sad!"

The old lady held Li Weiqiang's hand tightly with her withered hands, and her tearful eyes were full of doting and kindness.

"Although grandma is reluctant to part with you, grandma still has to leave! Grandma will always bless you safe, healthy and happy!"

"Grandma!" Li Weiqiang also squeezed the old lady's hand, thanking her for being the only relative in the world who loved him, loved him, and treated him sincerely.

1976, summer.

When Li Weiqiang returned to the old lady's house, things were different.

He sat in the house, as if the past was replaying in front of his eyes like a horse watching a lantern.

After sitting in the room for an unknown amount of time, Li Weiqiang got up with reddened eyes and was about to leave the room.

Someone lifted the door curtain and met him.

"long time no see!"

Li Weiqiang looked at the person with a complicated expression, "It's really been a long time!"

"How about it, stick? The old lady's house in the backyard is the best place for you to live in."

If you haven't seen him, hear his voice first.

When the curtain moved, He Yuzhu opened the curtain and walked in.

When he saw Li Weiqiang was there, he couldn't help but frown and his eyes were not kind.

"I said! Why is the door of this old lady's house unlocked, so you are here?"

"Silly Zhu, why do you have a key to my grandma's house?"

when! ~
Silly Zhu took out a key chain from his waist, which contained three identical keys, "I changed the lock, and I have more than one key."

He swaggered in and glanced at the furnishings of the old lady's house, "The old lady told me before that I can come and live in this house anytime! It's just like my home."

Li Weiqiang glanced at the stick standing at the door. It seemed that during these years in prison, he had either really reformed and changed into a different person.

Either he has learned to hide himself better, without the clumsy acting skills he had before, allowing people to see through his thoughts at a glance.

Stick has curly hair and wears dark blue clothes. He looks quite energetic, but gives people an indescribably lonely feeling.

He just stood at the door without saying a word, neither looked at Sha Zhu, nor Li Weiqiang, just like a puppet, without any other expressions on his face.

"My grandma's will, do you want to see it?"

As soon as Li Weiqiang finished saying this, He Yuzhu's face immediately collapsed, "Li Weiqiang, what do you mean, you? I didn't say I was fighting for the house with you?"

"I just want to borrow sticks here for a while, besides, don't you also have your own house? You shouldn't care about these, right?"

"Isn't your house quite big? Didn't He Yushui become a teacher at school and live there? Wouldn't it be more suitable for him to leave the house to live in when he has free time?"

He Yuzhu listened to Li Weiqiang's words, and looked at the face of the stick, but looked a little indifferent to the stick.

He hurriedly replied to Li Weiqiang, "Can it be the same? The stick has grown up and needs an independent and free environment to live in."

"You can buy him a place to live!"

Li Weiqiang's words left He Yuzhu embarrassed and speechless.

After listening to the stick, he didn't say anything, put one hand in his pocket, turned around and left.

"Great! Great!"

He Yuzhu chased after him, and as soon as he took Bang Geng's hand, he was thrown away by Bang Geng.

Bang Geng didn't say anything, but this indifferent attitude put He Yuzhu in a bad mood.

"Bang, you said you, you are back, you know how I treat you better than anyone else! You treat me like this, I am chilling!"

He Yuzhu stood behind the stick and complained, and the stick walked forward as if he didn't hear it.

Angrily, He Yuzhu pointed at the back of Banggen, and said harshly, "Okay! Banggen! Don't talk to me from now on! I don't want to make trouble for myself."

Seeing the stick out of the backyard, He Yuzhu went back to his home angrily.

Standing at the door, Li Weiqiang saw the attitudes of He Yuzhu and Bang Geng.

He knew well that He Yuzhu was destined to go through many hardships if he wanted to marry Qin Huairu.

Before the old lady died, there was still He Yuzhu who couldn't let go, and she asked him to help He Yuzhu if he could.

But some people know that it is the south wall, but they still want to hit it to death.

He is not a god, nor is he a saint. There is really no way to save Sha Zhu.

Li Weiqiang sat with the old lady for a long time, and only left when it was dark.

When he was about to leave the backyard, suddenly a dark object hit him in the face.

Fortunately, Li Weiqiang hid quickly, otherwise he would have been hit right on the ground, and his face would be swollen even if he couldn't get out.

boom!
Qin Huairu's house was kicked open.

Jia Zhang pointed to the door, "Qin Huairu, listen to me! The one I threw out outside is none other than my son, the portrait of your husband!"

"Aren't you going to marry Shazhu? All right! Now you kneel in front of my son's portrait and tell him well!"

"If he agrees, I will agree to your marriage with Shazhu!"

"Mom! You want me to kneel to Li Weiqiang?"

Qin Huairu's eyes were red, and he saw Jia Zhang pointing at Li Weiqiang as soon as he went out.

Jia Zhang hurriedly withdrew her hand, "It's dark, I made a mistake!"

At this age, she is not old and dim-sighted, and she can still find her son's portrait at night.

She leaned on crutches to pick it up, holding up the shattered portrait, and suddenly Jia Zhang burst into tears.

"My son! I'm sorry, it's a bad mother who failed to protect you! Do you hurt? Don't blame your mother! Your mother was really angry at your shameless daughter-in-law Qin Huairu Already!"

Li Weiqiang had witnessed Jia Zhang's acting skills and had to admire them. Jia Zhang had practiced good acting skills during these years in prison.

Those tears, that snot, you can drop it as soon as you say it, without brewing.

"Mom! It's almost done, who doesn't know you're pretending? Anyway, I won't kneel down to that dead ghost!"

Qin Huairu turned her head and left.

An angry Jia Zhang limped after him.