Siheyuan: The start of the game is bound to the self-killing system

After leaving this sentence, He Zhiqiang didn't care about He Daqing's reaction, and left on his own.

Back in the room, the lights were still on, Yan Lihua was sitting on the bed under the quilt and reading a book.

"It's so late to read." He Zhiqiang said something, walked over and took the book out of Yan Lihua's hand: "Good boy, reading is not good for your eyes, don't read it."

It wasn't too early, but Yan Lihua didn't feel sleepy.It is precisely because of this that I was bored looking for a book to read.

Seeing He Zhiqiang coming back at this moment, thinking about what happened during the meal just now, he couldn't help asking: "How are uncle and the others? Have you finished talking?"

"Don't talk about it..." He Zhiqiang sighed, rubbed his face with his hands, feeling tired, "I didn't talk about it, and almost got into a fight."

"How could this be..." Yan Lihua was puzzled.

"But don't be angry. After all, we are not close relatives. Some things are better handled by others."

"It would be great if they could solve it by themselves." He Zhiqiang said helplessly.What I'm afraid of is not only failing to solve the problem, but also making the relationship more rigid.

Hearing what He Zhiqiang said, Yan Lihua fell silent.

Thinking of the scene between He Daqing and He Yuzhu's brother and sister, she couldn't help but said, "Why is the relationship between Uncle and Yuzhu so bad? Usually Yuzhu is easy to get along with alone, and Yushui's girl is also lovable."

"My uncle..." He Zhiqiang paused, and finally chose to speak in the face of Yan Lihua's questioning eyes,

"My uncle did some things to sorry Yuzhu Yushui in the past, so the two children always remembered it, and there was resentment in their hearts, so naturally they couldn't get along well."

"Alas..." Yan Lihua sighed.

It seems that every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite.

He Zhiqiang felt uncomfortable, not only because of why Daqing treated his children's father, but also because of Yuzhu and Yushui. This time, I'm afraid they will hate He Daqing even more.

This pair of brothers and sisters is also pitiful, but it happens that He Daqing is such a father.

After being silent for a while, He Zhiqiang slowly said: "My uncle has been a bit of a mess since he was young. I didn't expect that he still hasn't changed after all these years."

Yan Lihua heard that He Zhiqiang had something in his words, thought about it carefully, and couldn't help guessing: "Could it be that uncle has done rainwater and rain columns before?"

"Smart." He Zhiqiang made a great gesture and said, "Just a few years ago, Yushui and I were both in junior high school, and Yushui was even smaller at that time when she was just in junior high school.

Both of them are young, and my aunt left early, so only the three of them, father and son, lived together, and somehow...

My uncle fell in love with the white widow like a fascination. The white widow is also a talent. A woman pulls three sons to live.

Then my uncle became obsessed with it, regardless of the rain and rain, and left one night with his luggage on his back. "

Yan Lihua kept her mouth shut and did not speak, but her brows gradually frowned.

"It's also a crime. I can't figure out how he has such a cruel heart. Regardless of his own children, he rushes to take care of the White Widow's children.

And this time when we asked him to stay for the New Year, he actually said that the White Widow is his home!

At that time, Yu Zhu was so angry that his face turned black, so I stopped him from hitting uncle. "

"Who is this..." Yan Lihua frowned and said, suddenly her expression became bitter again, and she touched her stomach subconsciously.

He Zhiqiang noticed Yan Lihua's small movements in an instant, and stepped forward to observe Yan Lihua's reaction: "What's wrong?"

Yan Lihua touched her stomach and shook her head, but her expression was not relaxed at all.After a few seconds, she said to He Zhiqiang with a bitter face: "Zhiqiang... I feel... my stomach feels a little uncomfortable..."

"Stomach pain?" He Zhiqiang said and wanted to reach out to touch it. In just a second or two, Yan Lihua closed his eyes in pain, and moaned weakly: "Ah..."

"Pear Blossom? Pear Blossom!" He Zhiqiang was completely flustered now, and he didn't dare to touch Yan Pear Blossom, for fear that something would happen if he was not careful, but he couldn't rest assured that Yan Pear Blossom looked like this, and asked repeatedly: "You What's wrong? Is it a stomachache?!"

Yan Lihua wrinkled her face, the extreme pain made her a little confused about the current situation, and it took a while to understand what He Zhiqiang said: "I... seem to be giving birth... ..."

He Zhiqiang couldn't even speak now, his brain was running fast, and he took Yan Lihua's hand to comfort her: "Don't be afraid, I'll find someone to take you to the hospital right away, bear with it!"

After leaving this sentence, He Zhiqiang quickly ran out of the room.

At this time, the only person he could find was He Yuzhu.

"Yuzhu! Brother Yuzhu!" He Zhiqiang slammed on the door.

Fortunately, He Yuzhu was still awake at this time, and quickly came to open the door: "Zhiqiang, what's the matter?"

"Pear Blossom is about to give birth!" He Zhiqiang said anxiously, "Is there... a cart or something, as long as it is something that can lie on people!"

Yesterday, He Yuzhu just borrowed a cart from the factory, and hurriedly said: "Yes! Go get your younger siblings first, and I'll bring the cart here!" Before leaving, he didn't forget to pat He Yushui's door next to him: "Rain! Wake up! Don't sleep! Your sister-in-law Lihua is about to give birth, so hurry up and take care of her!"

He Yushui was in a drowsy sleep at first, but when he heard this, he woke up with fright.

"Hurry up, brother, get the car over here first!"

Putting on his clothes in a hurry, He Yushui didn't care about his hair, and ran out with his feet in his shoes.

"Brother! Sister-in-law!" He Yushui ran into He Zhiqiang's room, and He Zhiqiang was putting thick clothes on Yan Lihua.

After a while, He Yuzhu's voice came from outside the house: "Zhiqiang, the car is here!"

At this moment, Yan Lihua was so painful that her consciousness was blurred, she was sweating profusely, and her face was pale.

"The car is here, let's go!" He Zhiqiang carefully picked up Yan Lihua and walked out quickly.

He Yushui hugged the quilt and spread it on the cart before He Zhiqiang gently put Yan Lihua on it.

However, He Yuzhu's cart was not big, and there was not much space left for Yan Lihua.

He Zhiqiang climbed up, looked at the cars that could no longer fit, and said to He Yushui: "Yushui, you go back first, I will send Lihua to the hospital with your brother, and you will come back after dawn."

He Yushui also knew that he would not be able to help if he went at this time, so he nodded and said: "Okay, I just happened to deliver meals to you in the morning, brother Zhiqiang, be careful on the way."