Siheyuan: The rise and fall of the He family is our responsibility

Although Yan Bugui likes to take advantage of others, He Yuzhu has the least dislike for him.

Even though he likes to take advantage of small things, he has never asked for things directly like Qin Huairu did. He would take things if others gave them to him, and would not get angry if others didn't give them to him.

Besides, the reason why he was so calculative was to support his family of six. He Yuzhu, who lost his father at a young age, admired such a father very much.

When he was old, it was thanks to the third aunt who came to see him from time to time, otherwise he would have starved to death by Qin Huairu and the others.

After Yan Bugui put the basket away, He Yuzhu thanked him and said, "Thank you for your trouble, Third Uncle."

"It's okay, don't bother. It's not easy for you brothers and sisters. We, as elders, will definitely help if we can. Okay, I won't say any more. I still have to go fishing. If I go too late, there won't be any seats left." After saying that, he waved goodbye and left He Yuzhu's house.

After watching Yan Bugui leave, He Yuzhu tiptoed and opened He Yushui's door, wanting to see if his sister had woken up.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw He Yushui, already dressed, sitting at the table, holding a book and trying hard to recognize words.

When he saw his brother coming back, he put the book directly on the table and pounced on He Yuzhu like a hungry tiger.

"Brother, you are back!"

"Be careful, don't hurt yourself." He Yuzhu saw his sister rushing towards him and was in a panic for a while before he caught her.

"Hehe, I believe my brother will catch me, so I'm not afraid."

He Yushui Kerosene took He Yuzhu's lesson to heart and just smiled foolishly at him.

After listening to He Yushui's words, He Yuzhu felt mixed emotions.

"So, you trust me so much?" He Yuzhu thought.

No wonder He Yushui cut off all ties with him afterwards. This is what is meant by the deeper the feelings, the deeper the hurt.

It was just like the story I had seen by accident before, where a strong man with great strength was framed, and when they wanted to arrest him, they found that no one could hold him down.

Until his mother followed the others and held down the strongman's hands, people discovered that the strongman, who was originally extremely powerful, lost all his strength in an instant and allowed himself to be slaughtered.

The people closest to you often hurt you the most. Slowly, the little girl in front of you with a face full of intimacy gradually overlapped with that cold face.

"This time, I will never hurt you again, I swear!" He Yuzhu whispered in a voice that no one could hear.

"Brother, be gentle, you're hurting me."

Hearing He Yushui's slightly painful voice, He Yuzhu finally realized that he had been tightening his arms around He Yushui without realizing it, hurting her.

"I'm sorry, Yu Shui. It's my fault. I didn't notice you."

Upon realizing this, He Yuzhu quickly put He Yushui down and apologized carefully.

"Really? You've hurt your lovely sister. Don't think you can coax me so easily this time." He Yushui snorted coldly and turned his head to the side.

"This girl." He Yuzhu was a little amused and helpless as he looked at the girl in front of him who exuded the aura of "Come and comfort me". He took out a candy man from behind like a magician and shook it in front of He Yushui's eyes.

"Oh my dear sister, please forgive your brother's foolish behavior. This is a tribute to you. I hope you can accept it."

"Humph, this won't happen again. For the sake of the sugar man, I'll forgive you this time."

He Yushui didn't hold back for even a second when she smelled the fragrance of the candy man. She snatched the candy man from He Yuzhu's hand, hugged He Yuzhu's shoulders with one hand, and happily ate the candy man with the other hand.

"Girl, I shouldn't have let you read those books." He Yuzhu rubbed He Yushui's head helplessly and began to regret it again.

When He Daqing just ran away a year ago, He Yuzhu found that his sister could never sleep and would secretly hide in the quilt and cry by herself.

In order to comfort his sister, He Yuzhu took the storybook that He Daqing used as a support for the table legs and began to tell him a story.

I can only say that this trick really works. From then on, as long as He Yuzhu finishes telling a story, He Yushui can fall asleep immediately.

But the side effect is also very obvious, which is that this seven-year-old kid was cultivated who always calls "your dear sister".

Of course, He Yuzhu hasn't seen his sister like this for a long time. It seems that ever since he ignored her coquettishness when he first started working, He Yushui has never acted like this in front of him again. He really misses her when he sees her now.

"Brother, why are you looking at me like that? It's disgusting."

"Hey, you little girl ate my candy man and still blamed me, right? You deserve a beating." As he said that, He Yuzhu raised his hand and pretended to spank her.

This trick really worked. Seeing He Yuzhu raising his hand, He Yushui immediately let go of He Yuzhu's arm, ran out with the candy man in his mouth, and did not forget to look back and taunt him.

"Lululu, I'll just say it. I'll make you mad to death." After saying that, he let down the door curtain and disappeared.

"This girl is so naughty." He Yuzhu shook his head and began to clean up the mess left by the pancakes on the table.

After cleaning up, He Yuzhu took out ten kilograms of flour he had just bought and planned to visit the deaf old lady's house later.

But just as He Yuzhu entered the backyard with the flour, he heard He Yushui crying.

"Woo woo woo, this is the candy man my brother gave me, give it back to me."

"You're just a sugar man. Seeing how stingy you are, no wonder your father doesn't want you anymore."

Hearing this, He Yuzhu flew into a rage and shouted with all his strength: "Liu Guangqi, if you have the guts, say it again!"

The one who snatched He Yushui's candy man was none other than the eldest son of the third uncle Liu Haizhong, Liu Guangqi, who was only ten years old at the time.

Liu Guangqi was startled by the sudden roar. He turned around and saw He Yuzhu carrying flour. His heart immediately settled down.

"Who was I then? It turns out you are an orphan without a father or a mother. What are you yelling about? If you have the guts, just try to touch me."

Liu Guangqi fearlessly stretched his face in front of He Yuzhu, knowing that he would not dare to make a move.

You know, his father officially became a glorious worker today. Although he didn't know what the word "worker" meant, but listening to his father's proud tone, it should be similar to the Eight Banners masters he had heard of before.

That's why he dared to stretch his face out to be hit by He Yuzhu, because he thought that how could He Yuzhu, a man without parents, dare to lay hands on him, the son of a worker.

But what he didn't expect was that He Yuzhu didn't tolerate his bad habits at all. When he saw Liu Guangqi stretching his face towards him, he slapped him directly.

"I, your grandpa, am the one that's going to hit you!"