Siheyuan: Damao carried me back from under the bridge

in the police station.

Accompanying Liu Shuanggui were Yan Bugui and his wife.

After the two went there, they finished taking notes and left.

Liu Shuanggui and the six people he brought over were not doing so well.

No matter what your reasons are, it is not a small matter for you to break into someone's house and beat their dog to death.

Several people were detained.

at the same time!

In the detention center, a prison guard said to the room where Widow Bai was being held: "Bai Xiaomei, get ready for the trial tomorrow."

Bai Xiaomei, who had been in a daze in the detention center, couldn't help but tremble when she heard the public trial.

She was not afraid that she would be put on trial. She was afraid that her eldest son Bai Yihu would be put on trial.

According to the recent information that she has collected intentionally or unintentionally, once her eldest son is put on trial, he will definitely be sentenced to death.

And she herself may be sentenced to several years in prison.

It doesn't matter if she is sentenced to several years, even decades, or can't get out for the rest of her life, but the White Widow really can't accept that her son will be shot.

Although Bai Yihu usually looks stupid, when she is bullied, this child will immediately stand up and fight for her.

Now that her most beloved child was about to be shot, Bai Xiaomei could no longer hold back her tears.

"My son! My son... If I had known this, I would have worked harder and harder to raise you, so I wouldn't have ended up with a white-haired person giving away a black-haired person..."

Bai Xiaomei cried very sadly.

She felt like she was being punished.

Back then, Yong and Yi Zhonghai used a trick to get He Daqing to abandon his own child and run away with her to raise her child.

But in the end, it was all in vain.

Tan's hometown in the countryside.

He Daqing held the letter written by Tan Hui to him in his hand, and he was filled with emotions.

In the letter, Tan Hui wrote everything down one by one about Bai Xiaomei and Yi Zhonghai's fooling around together, and how Bai Xiaomei used Yi Zhonghai to make He Daqing unable to stay in the courtyard or even in the factory.

He Daqing felt numb when he read the contents of the letter.

The White Widow used him to raise her children, which He Daqing could understand.

But He Daqing couldn't accept messing around with Yi Zhonghai.

In He Daqing's eyes, the White Widow abandoned him in the end.

It was just for the sake of my son and I wanted to leave some money for him.

But the White Widow, who had always been relatively clean, was actually poked by Yi Zhonghai. He Daqing felt like he had been a green-headed bastard for many years.

Looking at He Daqing who was a little out of control, Grandma Tan frowned and walked to He Daqing: "Da Qing, did something happen?"

"Master's wife, it's okay." He Daqing immediately put the letter away. He felt that this kind of thing was embarrassing and he was embarrassed to show it to Grandma Tan.

"Master Wife, can you lend me some travel expenses? I want to go back to the capital to deal with some matters." He Daqing said a little embarrassed.

He originally had a lot of money, but when he left the capital, his eldest son, He Yuyu, robbed him of it.

When he arrived in the countryside, his wife robbed him of the little money he had on the pretext of asking for accommodation fees.

Now He Daqing has no coins on his body, and his pocket is cleaner than his face.

A few days ago, he met a very poor widow in the village. The widow was particularly pitiful. He wanted to help her but had no money. He Daqing felt uncomfortable for a long time.

When Grandma Tan heard that He Daqing wanted to borrow money, Grandma Tan immediately became vigilant.

Could it be that this guy is still thinking about finding the White Widow?

"What matters are you going to the capital to deal with? Tell me, old lady, and I will give you some advice." Grandma Tan pretended to be concerned.

"Some small things, just go and come back." Even though his wife said so, He Daqing was still embarrassed to take out Tan Hui's letter.

It's a matter of a man's dignity, and you can't treat people lightly.

"I'm an old woman. If you can find money, go ask someone else." Mrs. Tan refused very simply.

Hearing his wife say that he had no money, He Daqing was both angry and funny.

Who in the entire production team doesn't know that the Tan family is run by an old lady?

Will she have no money?

Moreover, the old lady and several children all have formal jobs.

The whole village, the last in the family, she actually said she had no money?

"Master, if you really go to the capital to do something, you will come back." He Daqing continued to explain, but looking at the impatient expression on the old lady's face, he probably wouldn't be able to borrow the letter if he didn't show it to the old lady. He Daqing sighed. : "Master's wife, this is a letter written by Tan Hui. I have been a turtle for so many years. If I don't go back and see Bai Xiaomei once, I can't swallow this breath."

Grandma Tan took the letter handed over by He Daqing suspiciously, and then read it carefully.

"Then Bai Xiaomei's son actually castrated other people's children? This person is really cruel, and Yi Zhonghai seems to be a good brother with you who talks about everything, right? I remember that you always took him to Fengze Yuan Wan, he actually harmed you behind your back? Oh... people's hearts are really terrible."

Grandma Tan sighed, then turned back to her room and took out ten dollars.

"Go early and come back early. You still need to clean up the land for growing aniseed. I think you should know what the things grown in this land mean, but you can't forget it."

He Daqing took the travel expenses handed over by Grandma Tan, and then looked at the aniseeds that had been planted. He knew that his wife was right. Whether the He family would be able to have food and clothing for generations in the future would all depend on these things that had been planted. .

"Master Wife, I'll be back in two or three days at most, and I promise to help them keep the aniseed they planted." He Daqing's expression was determined, and he had already made a decision in his heart.

After a life and death, He Daqing has seen many things clearly, and now his whole thinking and lifestyle have undergone tremendous changes.

In the capital, in a courtyard.

In the evening, when Liu Lan came back at night and heard that her father had brought people over to make trouble again, she lowered her head with a guilty conscience and did not dare to look at the Yan family.

He knows his own family affairs. Liu Lan knows better than anyone what his parents and his younger brother are.

It is estimated that the Liu family will come to the Yan family to cause trouble in the future. When thinking of this, Liu Lan felt very sad.

Since her marriage, she has enjoyed love and care like never before.

There are people who accompany you to work together, and there are people who ask you if you are tired at work.

Liu Lan was really afraid that such a day would be ruined by the Liu family.

"Liu Lan, don't worry. At worst, your master will find you another job. When the time comes, we will move out. We will move far away so that the Liu family can't find them." Seeing that his wife was sad, Yan Jiecheng hurriedly spoke out. comfort.

Speaking of He Yuzhu, Yan Jiecheng was convinced.

I didn’t quite understand what a chef at a national restaurant was before.

After a few days of getting to know each other, he realized that being the chef of a national restaurant was the pinnacle of Chinese cooking skills.