Siheyuan: The Brilliant Life of Second Aunt

Li Cuilan always felt the letter was a little hot when she put it in her pocket.

I just checked the sender again and it was really He Daqing, so I asked the postman,

"How long did it take you to deliver this letter to our hospital? Do you remember the details?"

The postman frowned.

"Is there any problem with that? I think I've been giving it away for years.

Let me think about it, it seems to be about 5 years ago. I remember it was given to me in the winter of 52.

After hearing this, Li Cuilan trembled a little.

5 years, no, she has to go back to Siheyuan quickly, tell He Yuzhu, and talk to her husband first, it seems like something big is going to happen.

"What's the matter, Second Aunt? You're in such a hurry, why aren't you looking at me?"

The third uncle Yan Fugui was still the same as before, leisurely waiting at the door for people to enter the courtyard.

As a result, she passed by in a gust of wind. I looked up and saw that it was the Second Empress. Why didn't she even say hello? Was she in such a hurry?

The third uncle felt as if something was going on and thought his feeling was right. After all, the second aunt usually said a few words to him before leaving, so he quickly and quietly followed.

As soon as Li Cuilan entered the backyard, she saw Brother Hai.

Hurry up and drag him into the house.

"Hurry up, I want to tell you something, Brother Hai."

Liu Haizhong quickly put his ear close to him and said, "What's so mysterious?

Today is not the day for you to get your royalties, is the money too much?"

Liu Haizhong joked, "This daughter-in-law closed the door in broad daylight."

And he was so mysterious, did he think he was handsome again? He wanted to give himself a reward.

"Don't bother with those useless things. Look what this is."

After Li Cuilan finished speaking, she took out the letter from her pocket.

A glance at the bangs,

"Wow~

Isn’t this just a letter?”

"Take a closer look. Who is the sender? Where did the address come from?"

Liu Haizhong took a closer look.

"He Daqing finally has some conscience.

After abandoning my two children for such a long time, I finally got some news. This shows that I have a change of heart!

I say, how can there be parents so cruel that they say they don’t want a child?

But this is a good thing. Why are you so nervous?

Just give this letter to Zhuzi, that's all."

Li Cuilan's expression was a bit awkward.

"The key is that this letter was written by He Daqing since he left. He started writing to the hospital that year, one letter per month~

We haven't heard He Yuzhu mention it either.

And if he had such a conscience, the brother and sister wouldn't be so miserable, almost to the point of begging."

When Liu Haizhong heard this, he was in disbelief. How could it be possible? If it started from that time, why didn't the hospital collect any of the letters?

"Is it true? Is that so? Who said that?"

Li Cuilan also knew that once she said this, it would be hard to believe.

"Close your jaw in surprise. I asked the postman. He has the records."

Liu Haizhong: "My dear~"

"Another important point is that the postman said that all the previous letters were signed by Yi Zhonghai."

Liu Haizhong almost jumped up,

"What about Yi Zhonghai?"

Liu Haizhong thought about it and understood.

"This old guy is pretty good~

Awesome!

Otherwise, how can he be called a great master? "

"Okay, stop sighing and come with me to find He Yuzhu.

If I go alone, what if Zhuzi gets impulsive and something happens? I can't stop him!"

Liu Haizhong nodded.

“Yes, my wife is wise.

That's very thoughtful. OK, I'll go with you."

The two of them opened the door directly, and then a person fell in with a "thump".

Li Cuilan took a look and realized that this person had come with her.

"Uncle, why are you at my door? This is a bad habit of yours. What are you listening to?"

Yan Fugui felt embarrassed and patted his clothes.

“I didn’t mean to do that, I just saw you walking in a hurry.

I felt like something was wrong and wanted to come and see if I could help.”

Liu Haizhong was also very angry. They were behind closed doors. If anything they did was overheard by Yan Fugui, it would be really embarrassing.

Fortunately, we were just talking about some things.

wrong!

I quickly asked, "Did you hear anything just now, Uncle San?"

The third uncle was quite embarrassed, "I heard some things, vaguely saying something like belief or something."

Okay, I've heard almost everything anyway.

Liu Haizhong also knew that some things could not be hidden, so he looked at his wife.

Li Cuilan said she understood and immediately told the matter to the third uncle.

Is Yi Zhonghai's game so exciting? Yan Fugui thought.

"Since you guys are going, I'll go with you, there's strength in numbers.

Besides, if there is anything in the future, as the third uncle in the courtyard, I can also say something. "

The original group of two became a group of three and came to the central courtyard together.

"Oh, I'm a rare guest today. How did you three get together and come to see me?"

He Yuzhu was a little at a loss. At this time, he was holding the dishes he brought from the cafeteria and preparing to heat them up.

It just so happened that there was a reception today, and he had left some meat and vegetables, so he could have a drink at home.

But what happened was that as soon as I opened the door, the second uncle, the second aunt and the third uncle came in together. What were they doing?

When Yan Fugui saw the food on the table, his eyes lit up. It was meat!

"Zhu Zi, your food is pretty good."

When He Yuzhu saw that expression, he quickly covered all the dishes and said, "If you have something to say, tell me what it is. I didn't invite you to dinner."

Liu Haizhong directly pulled the third uncle over and said, "You, once you see food, you become unruly. Stay here honestly."

Li Cuilan stepped forward and handed the letter to He Yuzhu.

"I went to the post office today, and they gave me your letter. Take a look."

He Yuzhu was still wondering who sent him the letter. Then he took the letter and read it.

"He still has the nerve to write to me." As he said this, he was about to tear up the letter.

Liu Haizhong immediately stepped forward to stop him.

"Take a look at the contents of the letter first. Besides, haven't you and your father been in touch for a long time?"

He Yuzhu thought about it and it made sense. He was his biological father. He hadn't seen him for several years, even though he hated him.

But as time went by, he thought about it more and more, so he tore open the letter and money fell out of it.

I picked it up and counted it, 20 yuan.

I haven't taken care of it for many years, and I still remember writing letters, but I only sent these few. What can I do with them?

I picked up the letter and started reading it. The more I read, the more tears started to flow down my cheeks. Then I realized something was wrong and stood up.

Turning to look at the second aunt, he asked, "My father said in the letter that he had sent us money before, but I didn't receive it. What's going on?"

Li Cuilan looked at He Yuzhu and felt a little reluctant.

This kid had always regarded Yi Zhonghai as a benefactor.

"The postman said that every time he came, it was Yi Zhonghai from the hospital who signed for it."

"Yi Zhonghai! You bastard."

As he said this, he was about to rush out.