Dressed as a little fool: marry and have children

Recently, He Yuzhu always felt that something was wrong with He Daqing. He came home every day looking particularly happy, neatly dressed, and well-fed.

Moreover, he often did not eat at home and left He Yushui to take care of him at night, which made He Yuzhu feel a little strange. In the end, he could not suppress his curiosity and decided to find out what He Daqing was doing.

So, after work that day, he quietly followed He Daqing, watched him turn left and right until he arrived at a door, and knocked on the door gently. After a while, a charming young woman opened the door and welcomed He Daqing in.

He Yuzhu was stunned, feeling mixed emotions. He looked at the behavior between the young woman and He Daqing, which was ambiguous and intimate, and couldn't help feeling a little confused. He looked carefully at the two children in the room. They directly called He Daqing "Dad", which made He Yuzhu a little overwhelmed.

Could it be that He Daqing already had another family? He Yuzhu pondered this question over and over again in his mind, and he couldn't help but recall He Daqing's recent whereabouts and changes. However, looking at the age and appearance of the two children, he found that the time didn't seem to match.

Suddenly, an idea struck He Yuzhu, and he thought of the White Widow. He was shocked, was this the reason why He Daqing had been going out so frequently recently? Everything started to make sense.

He Yuzhu was in a complicated mood. He stood outside the door and hesitated for a long time. He wanted to go in and question He Daqing, but he felt that it was not appropriate to go in at this moment. In the end, he turned around and left.

He had not expected that He Daqing had been involved with the White Widow so early, and judging from the situation, their relationship was already extraordinary. However, since the man was unmarried and the woman was unmarried, he had no right to stop He Daqing's choice.

Moreover, he also understood that there was no blood relationship between him and He Daqing, and thought: "As long as He Daqing doesn't push the responsibility of He Yushui onto me, he can do whatever he wants."

Although He Yuzhu thought so, he still felt a little disappointed. He had slowly begun to accept He Daqing, but reality gave him a heavy blow. He decided to fulfill his obligation of support in the future. As for other things, he didn't want to interfere too much. After all, it's good for everyone to stop the loss in time.

With mixed emotions, He Yuzhu returned to the courtyard in disappointment. At this time, He Yushui was already playing at home. Seeing He Yuzhu coming back, He Yushui said dissatisfiedly: "Silly brother, why did you come back just now? I'm almost starving to death, hurry up and give me something to eat. If I starve to death, you can't afford it."

Today, He Yuzhu was somewhat unwilling to pay attention to He Yushui, and said directly: "If you want to eat, shut up. If you talk more, don't eat." His tone was a little cold, and it was obvious that he was in a bad mood.

He Yushui looked at He Yuzhu with a hint of grievance in her eyes. She didn't know what was wrong with He Yuzhu today. He was usually cheerful and never spoke to her like this.

He Yushui wanted to cry, but then she thought of what He Yuzhu said and quickly covered her mouth. Tears were already accumulating in her eyes, but they never flowed out.

He Yuzhu ignored He Yushui and went straight into the kitchen, planning to make a simple noodle dumpling. He was really in no mood to cook and just wanted to have a quick dinner.

Seeing He Yuzhu enter the kitchen, He Yushui dared to cry out loud. Although her sobs were faint, they were still audible. She covered her mouth with her hands, trying not to make too much noise.

She thought to herself that when her father came back, she would definitely file a complaint and let him decide for her. She felt that He Yuzhu's behavior today was too much, and he was totally unlike the silly brother who loved her.

After a while, He Yuzhu brought out the noodles. He Yushui had adjusted her mood. She looked at the food in front of her without saying anything. After He Yuzhu served her the food, she started to eat.

The whole dinner table was unusually quiet, and no one spoke. He Yushui tried not to look at He Yuzhu, as she didn't want to let herself fall into the mood of grievance again. After dinner, He Yuzhu went back to the room by himself and ignored He Yushui.

In the living room, He Yushui was very sleepy, but she still insisted on not going to bed. She wanted to wait for her father to come back and complain to him. She didn't want to fall asleep without knowing anything and let the matter go.

Her eyelids were getting heavier and she was getting sleepy, but she still insisted. She rubbed her eyes hard, trying to wake herself up. She looked at the clock and it was almost midnight, and she couldn't help feeling anxious.

Just then, she heard the sound of the door opening. He Daqing is back! He Yushui immediately cheered up and put on a sobbing expression of grievance.

He Daqing walked into the room and immediately heard the crying. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw He Yushui sitting at the table, her head slightly lowered, crying softly. Her shoulders trembled slightly, and she wiped her tears from time to time with her hands.

He Daqing's heart tightened. He hurried forward, gently picked up He Yushui, let her sit on his lap, and comforted her softly: "Yushui, what's wrong? Don't be afraid, Dad is here."

He Yushui turned her head away, refusing to look at her father. Her face was covered with tear marks, her nose was red, and her lips were trembling slightly. She was still crying softly, as if she wanted to cry out all her grievances.

"Hey, my little princess, don't cry. You won't be beautiful if you cry!" He said with a smile, trying to divert her attention.

Hearing her father's words, He Yushui stopped crying immediately, turned around and looked at her father, and asked with a hint of doubt: "Really? If I cry, will I not be beautiful?"

"Of course! So you can't cry anymore." He Daqing smiled gently and scratched her nose lightly, his eyes full of pampering.

"Okay, I won't cry." He Yushui said with determination. After a while, she calmed down and continued to say to He Daqing: "Dad, someone bullied me." Although her voice was still trembling, she no longer had a crying tone.

He Daqing frowned slightly after hearing this, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. "Who bullied you? Tell Dad, and Dad will definitely help you vent your anger." His voice became stern, and he was obviously very angry about his daughter being wronged.

He Yushui felt her father's anger and was a little scared, but she still plucked up the courage to tell him what had happened.

"Dad, I asked silly brother to cook for me, but he was mean to me and said he was just yelling and cooking for me." He Yushui said while sobbing, "You don't know how wronged I feel, wuwuwu..." As she spoke, her tears began to well up in her eyes again.

He Yushui was about to cry again, but she remembered what her father had just said, and she thought crying would not be pretty, so she raised her hand to cover her mouth.

He Daqing looked at his daughter's pitiful and lovely appearance, and felt pity in his heart. He gently rubbed his daughter's head and said softly: "Dad will take you to wash up first, and tomorrow I will help you teach your stupid brother a lesson, so that he dare not bully you."

He Yushui's mood improved immediately after hearing her father's words. She raised her head with a hint of mischief in her eyes. "Really? Don't lie to me!"

He Daqing looked at his daughter's expression and knew that she had recovered from the grievance just now. He pinched her nose and smiled, "Of course it's true. But you should go wash up and go to bed early."

He Yushui nodded, and the two walked to the bathroom together. He Daqing carefully helped his daughter wash her face, brush her teeth, and wash her feet. During this process, He Yushui kept leaning on her father's arms, nodding her head.

When He Daqing finished cleaning up for her, she had already fallen asleep quietly in his arms. He Daqing gently put her on the bed and covered her with a quilt. Then he returned to his room and fell asleep.