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In Baoding, after Zhang Yuan and He Yushui left the train station, they first took the letter of introduction to the guesthouse to book two rooms, then washed up and went straight to the street office to get He Daqing's address.

After learning about He Daqing's situation, the people in the street office despised He Daqing's character, especially the officer in charge of the compound where he lived, who also talked about He Daqing. He Daqing, who originally had two children and a stable job, was so crazy that he abandoned his children and ran away to Baoding with a widow, and raised two sons who had no blood relationship with the widow. It was said that the widow and her son were not very good to He Daqing. They ate and lived in He Daqing's house, and often beat and scolded him. He was even kicked out of the house for a small matter. In that area, everyone despised He Daqing for not having the backbone of a man and letting the widow control him.

Hearing that his father was living such a miserable life, He Yushui couldn't help feeling sad and upset. She wanted to find He Daqing and ask him whether it was worth it for him to do that back then.

Seeing He Yushui so sad, Zhang Yuan comforted her softly, which made He Yushui feel better.

"Thank you, comrade. We will not delay your work."

"You're welcome. Come to us if you need anything and we will definitely help you." Several older sisters also felt sorry for He Yushui, who was abandoned by her unscrupulous father at a young age. If they didn't have work and tasks to do, they would also want to go with them to see how black-hearted He Daqing and the widow were.

When they arrived at the yard where He Daqing lived, the two men just stopped at the gate of the yard, and heard a woman roaring and swearing from inside. Then an old man ran out of the yard in a panic, holding his head with both hands and running outside with his head down.

"Run, don't come back if you have the guts, you old thing who only eats and doesn't make any money. It's just right that you leave to save some food, you useless guy." The woman had frighteningly pale skin, a pointed chin, a sarcastic look, and she cursed more viciously than anyone else.

When He Yushui looked at the two of them, the tears that had just stopped welling up again and her shoulders trembled slightly.

"Yu Shui, could they be your father and the White Widow?" When Zhang Yuan saw He Yu Shui's expression, he had the answer in his mind, but he still asked.

"Yeah." He Yushui responded and started to chase in the direction where He Daqing had just run.

They didn't walk far, but just walked around the yard and came to a dilapidated low house. The old man was curled up in a ball, sleeping with his eyes closed.

Seeing He Daqing in such a state of desolation, He Yushui couldn't help but shout, "Dad."

"Dad." Seeing that He Daqing did not respond, He Yushui called again, and this time He Daqing responded.

"You are..." He Daqing opened his eyes, his vision was blurry, he didn't know if it was because of hunger or tiredness. He looked at He Yushui for a long time, but still didn't recognize that the pretty girl in front of him was his once most beloved little cotton-padded jacket.

"Are you Yu Shui?" Finally, He Daqing called out He Yu Shui's name tremblingly, but his tone was full of disbelief.

"Well, I'm Yu Shui." He Yu Shui threw herself into He Daqing's arms and hugged him tightly.

"No, Dad is dirty." He Daqing remembered that he hadn't taken a shower for a long time and forgot when he last took a shower. He smelled sour all over and hurriedly pushed He Yushui away. However, He Yushui still held him tightly and didn't care about the smell on He Daqing at all.

"Okay, Yushui, let's get Uncle He up first. It's getting late. Let's take him to wash up first, and then find a restaurant to eat. I think he must be starving."

At this time, Zhang Yuan kindly reminded He Yushui. After hearing this, He Yushui quickly climbed up from He Daqing's arms and carefully helped him up.

"Thank you, comrade, are you from Yu Shui..." He Daqing looked at Zhang Yuan puzzledly.

"I am Yu Shui's neighbor. My name is Zhang Yuan." Zhang Yuan introduced himself.

"Oh." He Daqing was not satisfied with Zhang Yuan's introduction. After all, they were just neighbors. There was no need to follow He Yushui to such a far place as Baoding.

Zhang Yuan saw that He Daqing was looking at him with suspicion, a bit like a father-in-law looking at his son-in-law.

"Dad, let's go back to the guesthouse first."

"Okay." Hearing his beloved daughter's words, He Daqing retracted his gaze and became honest and obedient.

Probably because the father and daughter recognized each other, He Yushui became very happy. Along the way, she talked about what happened after He Daqing left. With He Daqing's intentional or unintentional concern, he quickly got what he wanted to know from the simple He Yushui.

In a small restaurant, Zhang Yuan ordered a plate of braised pork, braised eggplant, hot and sour potato shreds, lotus root soup, and six white flour buns. After paying for the money, meat coupons, and grain coupons, He Daqing grabbed one and put it in his mouth.

After a quick wash in the guesthouse, He Daqing was now clean and refreshed, not as dirty as before. However, judging from the way he wolfed down his food, it seemed that he had suffered a lot, but he deserved it.

"Uncle He, eat slowly, there are still dishes." Zhang Yuan saw He Daqing swallowing a fist-sized steamed bun in just a few bites. Worried that he would choke, he quickly persuaded him to eat slowly.

"It's okay. I haven't eaten white flour buns for a long time." He Daqing said as he grabbed the second bun and started to eat it. The way he ate made the waiter who brought the lotus root soup look at him with contempt.

"Dad, don't be impatient. If it's not enough, let's order more. Let's drink some soup first." He Yushui served a bowl of soup to He Daqing and Zhang Yuan respectively.

"My girl is the best. She knows how to care about her daddy." He Daqing showed a relieved smile, praised He Yushui for growing up and being sensible, then picked up the bowl and drank it in one gulp.

Soon the other dishes were served. Seeing that there were not enough steamed buns, Zhang Yuan ordered four more, which made He Daqing thank him continuously.

After He Daqing finished eating, he burped and touched his body casually, but he couldn't find even a single cigarette in his pockets. Then he thought that it seemed that the White Widow had confiscated his cigarettes when he was driven out by her.

"Here, have one." Seeing this, Zhang Yuan quickly took out a cigarette and handed one to He Daqing.

"Thank you." After taking the cigarette, He Daqing put it to his nose and sniffed it, revealing an intoxicated look.

"I didn't expect the special cigarettes to smell different."

"you know too?"

"When I was the deputy director of the steel mill canteen, I once cooked for a leader and received his praise. He was so happy that he gave me a pack of special cigarettes." He Daqing misses the old days a little.

"Dad, then why don't you want me and my brother?" He Yushui asked.

He Daqing didn't say anything, he just took a deep breath, exhaled the smoke, and thought for a long time before speaking.