Siheyuan: Rebirth of He Yuzhu, God of Cooking starts

Da Biao and Er Biao collapsed on the ground, trembling.

So scary!!

This blow hit directly on their heads.

If this punch hit them on the head, their brains would probably be blown out.

This guy is so fucking cruel!

Can't be offended, absolutely can't be offended.

After dealing with these two little guys, He Yuzhu greeted Yuyu with a smile on his face: "Yuyu, haven't you called daddy yet?"

The rain suddenly woke her up, she was also very frightened before.

She only knew that her brother was good at fighting, but she didn't expect that he could fight to this extent.

One palm smashed a brick into pieces!

After his brother said this, Yuyu also remembered his goal.

"Daddy!"

He Yuyu glanced at He Daqing.

Looking at the father I miss day and night.

But that father gave her a feeling of déjà vu.

"Oh, little girl."

He Daqing hurriedly greeted him.

He Yuyue rushed forward.

The two embraced and wept.

He Yuyu started to cry.

He Daqing's eyes were red, and tears flowed down his cheeks.

"Okay, Dad, Rainwater, stop crying. If you want to cry, go inside and cry." As soon as He Yuzhu finished speaking, he walked into the house where He Daqing and Widow Bai lived without any surprise. He wanted to go in and see what the environment like where He Daqing lived now.

Through the attitude of the White Widow's two sons towards He Daqing, He Yuzhu felt that these two guys didn't like He Daqing very much. "This silly boy, why doesn't he show any signs of it?"

Watching his stupid son entering his house openly, and saying something about letting himself and Yuyu go in to cry, he was so stupid that he didn't get off work all day long.

But to be honest, He Daqing was actually secretly happy that his stupid son had taught Widow White and her two disrespectful sons a lesson.

It has been more than a year since he came to this house, but Widow Bai's two handsome sons have never looked at him, let alone called him Uncle He.

With his good cooking skills, He Daqing established a firm foothold not long after arriving in Baoding.

He worked as a cook in a machine repair shop. Within half a year, he became the head chef, and his monthly salary was not much less than what he earned at the steel rolling mill.

He gave all the money he earned to Bai Ming's wife. Bai Ming's wife kept some of the money and used it for living expenses for a family of four, and saved some to save the two Wuzi's fake money.

Widow Bai's two Biao sons are no longer in school. They have nothing to do and no jobs. They are unwilling to work as part-time workers, and they even look down on the odd jobs in the street office.

In the past, when He Daqing didn't come, the two Biao sons had no choice but to do odd jobs at the street office to earn a few bucks to supplement the family income.

But with the arrival of He Daqing, their family's income had increased, and the two Biao sons simply stopped working and just messed around at home. It can be said that He Daqing is definitely a model gangster in this era.

Although the two sons of the White Widow were arrogant and looked down on He Daqing, they couldn't bear the fact that the White Widow was too social after turning off the lights at night, and she was so happy that she didn't miss Shu.

If He Yuzhu hadn't suddenly come with rain and came all the way to see him, He Daqing might not have thought of his children for a long time.

"He Daqing, you heartless man, you just watch our two sons being beaten and broken by your son? Let me tell you He Daqing, if our two sons are beaten and disabled by your son, I will never be done with you!"

The white widow ran over, anxiously checking the injuries of her two sons. Dabiao covered his ears, rolling on the ground in pain, and blood was flowing from his ears. One of Er Biao's arms actually fell off and was hanging sideways. He grinned in pain and kept mumbling. "It can't be crippled, and it can't be beaten, so don't worry." He Yuzhu took out a chair from the house and sat at the door with Da Ma Jin Dao, as if he was the male master of the house.

Seeing that he was beating someone but it was nothing to do with him, and he even took out his chair and sat down to watch the show, gloating about it, the white widow was so angry that she gritted her teeth.

"He Daqing! Look at your son, he beat our two sons, and he actually gloats about his misfortune."

"I don't care. You have to find someone right away. Send our two sons to the hospital and rescue them quickly. If you go too late, I'm afraid I will become a cripple if you abuse me."

The White Widow gave He Yuzhu a look that could kill someone, and then she said to He Daqing urgently. He Daqing was in trouble for a while. On one side were his biological children, and on the other side were his two sons who were in love with him. How do you want him to give up?

"No need to send them to the hospital, no need to bother. Dad, help them over here, I can help them heal."

He Yuzhu sat on the chair and was too lazy to move. Widow Bai and her two sons made Yuzhu lose his father's love. Just now, he had to beat him with a stick and reprint Wu Zhuan Mo him.

Now, the suffering is reversed, let’s see who is more nervous? Who is more frightened? “Si Zhu, are you telling the truth? Can you really heal Da Biao and Er Biao?” He Daqing asked anxiously.

He was also afraid that something would happen to Widow White's two sons. If something happened, he and Widow White would be in trouble. "Why are you lying to you? You don't know your son? Help them over, and I can cure them. It doesn't feel too good to look at them." He Yuzhu reached out and picked up a cattail leaf fan from the window sill and started fanning it leisurely. The wind picked up. Seeing his silly son acting like this, He Daqing was a little annoyed.

"Can't you just go over and heal Da Biao and Er Biao by yourself? You still instruct your father and I, do you still think of me as your father?

He Daqing yelled at He Yuzhu, feeling that his dignity as a father had been challenged.

He Yuzhu's face did not change, his heart did not beat, and he said coldly: "Hey, you still know that you are my father? I thought you left Kyoto without saying goodbye and eloped with the White Widow and left Kyoto. I thought you didn't give birth to us brothers and sisters. . If the rain hadn’t missed my father, Jian Duxi would have come to the national football team in hiding.”

"Yu Yu, Dad, you've seen it too. Let's go back to our home in Kyoto. This is He Daqing's home, not our brother and sister's home."

He Yuzhu waved to Yuyu. Although Yuyu was extremely reluctant to leave her and separated from her father as soon as they met, she still ran to her brother obediently and held his hand tightly.

When He Daqing saw that his silly son was neither old nor young, he sneered at him and wanted to take Yu Yu and leave now. He Daqing became angry on the spot.

He rolled up his sleeves, his eyes were as wide as bells, and he rushed over fiercely, intending to hit He Yuzhu. He Yuzhu sat there motionless. Yu Yu was so scared that he hid behind his brother. Yu Yu remembers that his brother was often beaten by his father in the past. But what He Yuzhu said this time shocked Yuyu. "He Daqing, if you dare to touch me, try it. I guarantee you will regret it." He Yuzhu stared at He Daqing's eyes with cold eyes, and there was a murderous look in his eyes! This murderous look caused He Yuzhu to beat Da Biao and Er Biao just now. At that time, it never appeared. This murderous aura made He Daqing's spine shiver and he broke out in cold sweat. "What? Silly Zhu, do you still dare to hit your father?!"

He Daqing shouted loudly at He Yuzhu.