Dressed as a little fool: marry and have children

The moment He Yuzhu pushed open the door and stepped into the house, there was still some fatigue from running around outside on his face, but his eyes were unusually determined.

He closed the door gently, trying not to disturb Chang'an in his arms with the creaking sound of the door hinge. Chang'an was staring with a pair of big round eyes, holding a half chicken leg in his hand, with a shiny little mouth and an innocent smile.

He Daqing sat on an old wooden chair in the living room. On the small table beside him was a bowl of steaming chicken soup with a few pieces of torn chicken scattered around.

He looked up when he heard the voice, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he gently patted Chang'an on the back, signaling him to be quiet.

"Haitang... why are you back?" He Daqing's words were filled with concern and confusion. The movement of his hands unconsciously stopped, and the chicken leg meat hung in the air.

He Yuzhu walked slowly to his father, a hint of bitterness flashing in his eyes. "Dad, Haitang is fine, her parents are gone, and..."

He paused, took a deep breath, and seemed to be sorting out his emotions. "We...I have already completed the divorce procedures with Haitang."

When saying this, He Yuzhu's voice was calm, but his eyes were slightly red. He lowered his head and avoided his father's direct gaze. He thought he didn't care, but he didn't expect that it still touched his heart.

Hearing this, the chicken leg in He Daqing's hand trembled violently, and the chicken meat fell back into the bowl, splashing a few drops of soup. He was stunned for a few seconds, and then a complex expression appeared on his face, with heartache and helplessness.

He slowly stood up, walked to He Yuzhu and patted him on the shoulder gently.

"Son, have you really thought it through? Marriage is not a joke, but if you have made up your mind, Dad will respect your choice." He Daqing's voice was low and powerful, revealing his firm support as a father.

He Yuzhu looked up at his father, his eyes sparkling with gratitude and determination. "Dad, I've thought it through. After going through so much, I found that I'm actually more suited to living alone. Taking good care of you and Chang'an is my greatest wish."

As he spoke, he looked at Chang'an, who was gnawing on a chicken leg with a happy look on his face, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

He Daqing felt mixed emotions when he saw this. He wanted to say something to comfort his son, but when he saw the unquestionable determination in his son's eyes, he swallowed his words back.

He Yuzhu seemed to be able to see through his father's thoughts. He gently patted the back of He Daqing's hand, his eyes full of determination and warmth.

"Dad, don't worry, I know what I'm doing. Chang'an, he is not only my child, but also the most important part of my life. Having him by my side is enough for me."

As he spoke, he bent down and picked up Chang'an from the chair. Chang'an's little hands naturally wrapped around He Yuzhu's neck. The father and son smiled at each other, and their tacit understanding and happiness were beyond words.

He Daqing looked at this scene with mixed feelings. He sighed softly, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes seemed to deepen a little at this moment, but his eyes were full of understanding and love for his son.

"Zhu Zi, Dad knows that you are a responsible person. Dad is just worried... worried that you will be alone and have to take care of Chang An and run the family. It's too tiring."

There was a hint of sob in his words, but more of it was his reluctance and concern for his son.

He Yuzhu felt his father's worry. He gently put Chang'an back on the chair, then walked to He Daqing, squatted down, and made his eyes level with his father's.

"Dad, look at my body. I'm strong and healthy. I can take care of myself and Chang'an."

He Yuzhu patted his chest as he spoke, a confident smile on his face, trying to ease his father's worries in this way.

He turned around and picked up a clean handkerchief from the table, carefully wiping the remaining oil stains from the corners of Chang'an's mouth, his movements gentle and delicate.

He Daqing looked at this scene, with a complex emotion in his eyes. He sighed softly, and that sigh was filled with both satisfaction for his son's independence and strength, and concerns about the uncertainty of the future.

But he finally chose to hide these emotions deep in his heart and just nodded silently, as if silently telling He Yuzhu: "I believe you."

At this moment, Chang'an seemed to feel the subtle change in the atmosphere. He looked up at He Yuzhu, his clear eyes full of dependence and love for his father.

He called out "Dad" in a baby voice. His voice was soft and sweet, and it instantly melted He Yuzhu's heart.

A happy smile instantly bloomed on He Yuzhu's face, and that smile was like the warm sunshine in spring, illuminating the entire room.

He bent down and hugged Chang'an tightly in his arms, his cheek gently pressing against Chang'an's soft hair, feeling the pure happiness and peace.

"Chang'an, be good. Daddy promises you that he will give you the best life and let you grow up healthy and happy." His voice was gentle but firm, and every word was filled with commitment and love for his son.

Chang'an's little hands tightly wrapped around He Yuzhu's neck, as if she was afraid that the warmth would suddenly disappear.

He snuggled in his father's arms, his little face filled with a smile of satisfaction and happiness, as if he could already foresee his bright future.

At this moment, the emotional exchange between the father and son does not need words, everything is self-evident. They rely on each other, face the ups and downs of life together, and weave their own happy chapter with love and responsibility.

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After He Yuzhu returned to the house, he looked at the slightly empty house, frowned, and a hint of imperceptible worry flashed in his eyes.

He looked up into the distance, as if he was praying for the new life that was about to begin, or as if he was silently bearing the heaviness brought by the divorce.

Finally, he took a deep breath and decided to move as soon as possible for Chang'an's future healthy growth, so that no one nearby would nag him about this.

The next morning, just as the sky was turning pale, He Yuzhu set out for the steel mill. His steps were firm and rapid, and his heart was filled with longing and expectation for a new life.

After arriving at the steel rolling mill, he went straight to Director Li's office and gently pushed the door open with a hint of nervousness and anticipation.

"Director, I'm bothering you again." There was a bit of respect and sincerity in He Yuzhu's voice, and he looked sincerely at Director Li who was buried in a pile of documents.

Director Li looked up when he heard the voice and saw He Yuzhu, and a warm smile immediately appeared on his face. "Oh, Yuzhu, come in and sit down. You are always so polite. If you have any questions, just tell me. I will help you as long as I can."

As he spoke, he gestured for He Yuzhu to sit down. He then stood up and walked to the desk, pulled over a chair, and the two sat down facing each other.

"Director, I came here this time to ask you about housing sources." He Yuzhu calmed down and said slowly:

"I plan to buy a small house with its own door and yard. I want to give myself and my family a quieter and more comfortable living environment. Do you have any suitable house information?"

Upon hearing this, Director Li frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something. After a moment, his eyes lit up and he smiled:

“Coincidentally, a yard next to my house was confiscated for some reason a while ago and is now vacant.

Although the yard is not big, it is quiet and has a separate door and a separate house, making it very suitable for living. If you are interested, I can help you talk to them and see if you can buy it. "

"Really? That's great!" He Yuzhu heard this, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, but then he thought of something and hesitated, "But, Director, this yard... Regarding the price, can you give me a low point?"

Director Li pondered for a moment and said, "Because this yard is a special case, the price may be slightly higher.

However, considering our friendship, I can try to get you the best price. Probably... around three thousand yuan."

He Yuzhu quickly calculated in his mind that this amount of money was not a small sum for him, but when he thought about providing a better living environment for his family, he felt that it was all worth it.

So he nodded firmly and said, "Director, I can accept this price. Please help me arrange it. I want to get this done as soon as possible and move in."

Upon seeing this, Director Li's eyes flashed with admiration. He stood up, strode to He Yuzhu's side, and patted him on the shoulder vigorously, with a strength full of encouragement and affirmation.

"Good boy, you have guts! I, Li, like people like you who are decisive and efficient. Don't worry, I will take care of this matter for you. I will definitely do it for you."

As he spoke, Director Li's face broke into a hearty smile, a smile that was warm and sincere, as if it could dispel all the haze.

He then added: "How about this, to save time, come directly to my place after get off work tomorrow, and I will take you there, and we will complete the house transfer procedures. This way you can move into your new home earlier."

When He Yuzhu heard what Director Li said, a warm feeling surged in his heart. He looked at Director Li gratefully, his eyes flashing with gratitude and admiration.

"Thank you so much, Director. You really helped me a lot." He said sincerely, bowing slightly to express his gratitude.

Director Li waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "Oh, you're welcome. We are old friends. I'm glad to be of help. Besides, I can still make the decision about the house, so don't worry."

After that, the two smiled at each other, and the tacit understanding and trust were quietly established between each other. He Yuzhu knew that his matter had been satisfactorily resolved, so he did not stay any longer. He stood up, straightened his clothes, and bowed slightly to Director Li.

"Then Director, I will go back to work first and won't disturb you at work."

Director Li smiled and nodded, "Okay, go back quickly, don't be late. See you tomorrow!" As he spoke, he waved to He Yuzhu, and the gesture was full of kindness and care.

He Yuzhu once again looked at Director Li with gratitude, then turned and left the office. His steps were brisk and powerful, as if he had already seen the appearance of his new home, and his heart was filled with beautiful visions of the future.

The next afternoon, as the bell for the end of get off work at the steel rolling mill rang, He Yuzhu hurriedly finished the work at hand and rushed to Director Li's office with great anticipation.

The sunlight shines through the window onto his face, reflecting the joy in his heart and his longing for the future.

As soon as he saw Director Li, He Yuzhu smiled gratefully. He quickly stepped forward and greeted him enthusiastically: "Director, are you ready? We can set off now."

Director Li smiled and nodded, took out the documents he had prepared long ago from the drawer, and patted He Yuzhu on the shoulder, "Let's go, let's get this matter over with."

The two men walked out of the steel mill side by side. Along the way, Director Li introduced the details of the house to He Yuzhu from time to time, and his words were full of care and expectations for his old friend.

When they arrived at the destination, Director Li took He Yuzhu to complete the transfer procedures with familiarity. The whole process was smooth and efficient.

The moment he got the key to his new home, He Yuzhu's heart was filled with indescribable excitement and satisfaction.

Afterwards, Director Li personally led He Yuzhu to the door. He stood at the door, looking at the independent house that was about to become He Yuzhu's new home, with a blessing in his eyes.

"Yuzhu, this will be your new home from now on. I hope you can start a new life here and everything goes smoothly."

He Yuzhu looked at Director Li gratefully and nodded vigorously, "Thank you, Director. I will definitely do it."

After bidding farewell to Director Li, He Yuzhu returned to the courtyard with the key to his new home in his arms. As soon as he entered the door, he saw He Daqing busy at work.

"Dad, I'm back." There was some excitement in He Yuzhu's voice.

He Daqing looked up when he heard the voice and saw his son coming back. He smiled with concern, "How is it? Is it done?"

"It's done, Dad." He Yuzhu handed the key to He Daqing and excitedly described the situation of the new home.

"I see that the furniture is complete there, so let's move directly there tomorrow. Everything in the house has been packed up, and I'll ask Yu Gang and Yu Qiang to come and help tomorrow morning."

Hearing his son's words, He Daqing felt reluctant. But he knew that someone had been talking nonsense in front of Chang'an recently, which made the atmosphere at home a little tense.

But seeing his son facing life so positively, his heart was filled with relief and pride.

"Okay, I'll listen to you and move tomorrow." He Daqing nodded firmly, his eyes flashing with expectation and confidence for future life.

And so, on the day of moving, the early morning sun shone through the sparse clouds and onto the busy courtyard.

He Yuzhu was wearing a slightly old but clean shirt, with beads of sweat on his forehead. He was directing a few Yu Gangs to move the furniture carefully.

His eyes showed both anticipation for the future and a hint of nostalgia for the past.

The second uncle's family, as members of Director Li's lineage, arrived early. With simple smiles on their faces, they were busy moving among the crowd, helping to carry heavy objects.

However, other families in the yard either closed their doors or watched from afar. Some even gathered together, whispering, with dissatisfaction and resentment on their faces.

They talked a lot and thought that He Yuzhu was too selfish and did not take into account the feelings of the neighbors. He rented the house to outsiders instead of giving priority to them, the old neighbors.

Although these words did not reach He Yuzhu's ears directly, he could still feel the chill from the occasional complex glances he received.

Facing all this, He Yuzhu just endured it silently without too much explanation. He knew that everyone had their own standpoints and considerations, and all he could do was stick to his choice and try to live well every day.