Siheyuan, the opening gun is aimed at Yi Zhonghai

He Yuzhu silently watched He Daqing's figure gradually walking away, and an indescribable sadness arose in his heart.

"Dad..." he called softly, with a hint of trembling in his voice.

He Daqing suddenly stopped, but did not turn around. He just waved to him with his back.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaoman quickly reached out and held He Yuzhu's hand, as if wanting to give him some comfort, but she didn't know where to start.

At this time, Yan Fugui came forward, his mouth slightly turned down, and muttered: "Come on, Zhuzi, stop thinking about it. It's a good thing to let Lao He move away. Look at the character of that woman. If she waits until Zhou Zheng and Yu Shui come back, who knows how much trouble she will cause."

He Yuzhu's mind flashed with Zhou Zheng's hatred of evil, and he couldn't help but nodded in agreement.

But he still pretended to be nonchalant and chuckled, saying, "Oh, what the hell is this!"

The brothers Wang Jianjun and Wang Jianguo glared at He Yuzhu fiercely. They knew very well that He Yuzhu was not someone to be trifled with, so they had to follow the White Widow reluctantly to He Yuzhu's room to pack their luggage.

Facing the hostile gazes of the two, He Yuzhu showed no weakness and responded with the same contemptuous look.

At this moment, the two sons of the White Widow had not yet grown up to be able to make a name for themselves, but He Yuzhu was not afraid of this.

Even though the White Widow spent a whole afternoon moving, she actually didn't do much substantive work. She was just pretending to do it so that people in the yard could see it.

The ordinary citizens naturally have their own ways and means of survival.

After this incident, thanks to the help of He Daqing, He Yuzhu's room was tidied up in a short time.

"Zhu Zi, Dad is leaving..."

"You know where the room is. Well, let's talk about it in detail later when we have a chance. Don't let others see our jokes."

He Daqing carried the luggage, said hello to He Yuzhu, and led the Bai Guafu family out of the compound.

He Yuzhu felt a little depressed.

It was clearly the White Widow who attempted to occupy his house, but after such a commotion, he inexplicably felt that he owed them something.

Yang Xiaoman suddenly breathed a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her shoulders.

"Zhu Zi, let's go back and clean up as well."

He Yuzhu responded in a low voice: "Yeah." Then, he showed a sad smile, turned to Yan Fugui who was standing beside him and said: "Uncle, please go back too."

Yan Fugui laughed dryly and said, "Okay, if you encounter any trouble, you can tell me at any time..."

He Yuzhu understood Yan Fugui's good intentions and smiled freely. "Yeah, yeah, I know."

The farce finally came to an end and the surrounding neighbors dispersed, but this does not mean that the matter is over. The subsequent impact may continue to ferment.

Qin Huairu, who lived across the street, raised her lips slightly, revealing a hint of sarcasm. She lowered her voice and said to Xiao Dang, "Did you see that? There is not a single good person in the He family..."

Xiaodang has lived in the Jia family since she was a child. She has been influenced by the habits of the common people. She looked in the direction of He Yuzhu's house with disgust on her face.

"Good deeds will be rewarded and evil deeds will be punished..."

In fact, it's not just Qin Huairu. In this big courtyard full of distorted human nature, it's not uncommon to see people laughing at others.

"I watched him build a tall building, I watched him entertain guests, and I watched his building collapse..."

Life is impermanent, the large intestine wraps the small intestine.

He Daqing led the White Widow around and around, and finally arrived at the door of the rental house.

The brothers Wang Jianjun and Wang Jianguo naturally would not give He Daqing a good look, but they were afraid of He Yuzhu's terrifying martial arts level, so they had to hold back their resentment in their hearts.

Widow Bai stared at He Daqing viciously, gritting her teeth and saying, "He Daqing, I finally see through you! You are just a rat carrying a gun, only able to show off at home. When the critical moment comes, you are a useless waste!"

He Daqing frowned and remained silent.

He was also feeling a bit upset. Agreeing to let the White Widow move to Sijiu City was already a huge concession he had made, but he had never expected things to turn out like this.

"Enough! Damn it, you are the only one who is capable, right? Did I tell you to behave yourself when you get to Sijiucheng? Did you fucking listen to me? This is not Baoding, no one will tolerate you!"

"Now this is a joke!"

"Oh, fuck!"

Wang Jianguo suddenly stood up, his eyes wide open. "Old man, how can you talk to my mother like that? Do you want to be beaten?"

He thought he was very powerful and was not afraid of He Daqing at all.

Wang Jianjun meant the same thing, but as the eldest brother and the pillar of the Bai Guafu family, it was not convenient for him to stand up and make a scene.

He Daqing was already angry, and after hearing what Wang Jianguo said, his anger was completely ignited.

These two bastard kids are clearly ungrateful!

In anger, he dropped his luggage and slapped Wang Jianguo in the face.

Snapped--.

The crisp sound of slapping rang out in the alley, and was drowned out by the sound of a bus horn in the distance.

He Daqing was still not satisfied after slapping Wang Jianguo, so he grabbed Wang Jianguo's collar and roared:

"You're just pretending, I'm standing here for you to hit me, are you the one, fuck!"

Wang Jianguo had never expected He Daqing to have such a reaction. If this had happened in Baoding, he would definitely have gritted his teeth.

But now that he was in the city of Beijing, he was no longer so confident and was stunned by the slap in the face.

His face flushed and he said nothing.

Wang Jianjun's eyes widened and his heart began to beat wildly.

There is still a glimmer of hope in my heart.

"Fuck, thank goodness I didn't go..."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel annoyed. He realized that he had acted a little cowardly just now and was actually frightened by a cowardly guy like He Daqing. This made him feel very ashamed and angry.

He held the White Widow's arm tightly and glared at He Daqing fiercely, but it was absolutely impossible for him to actually hit anyone.

When the White Widow heard the crisp and loud slap, she couldn't help but stand there in a daze.

However, she quickly came to her senses, her eyes widened and reddened.

"He Daqing, you conscienceless bastard! What on earth do you want to do?"

Her voice was filled with anger and resentment.

"What's the point of taking your anger out on your son? If you have the guts, go find Sha Zhu! Stop blaming us three. Your good son sold the house, and you didn't say a word?"

"I'm occupying Shazhu's house because I'm worried that there won't be enough room at home. Is there anything wrong with that?"

The White Widow's tone became more and more agitated, filled with deep resentment, grievance and hatred.

"It's much better than those prodigal sons squandering all their family fortunes!"

Every word was filled with her inner pain and dissatisfaction, as if she wanted to vent all her resentment.