Siheyuan: Learning to be the sixth

"Shi Tou, you are my only son. How can I not leave him to you? Let me tell you something else."

Widow Bai also knew that she had a small amount of money. Not only He Yu Shi was eyeing it, but He Daqing had also been coveting it for a long time. If it weren't for this money, He Daqing might have abandoned her and her daughter and ran away.

He Daqing wanted her to hand over the money more than once, claiming that he had no money to treat his illness.

But she just didn't give it to him, which made He Yu Shi feel more insecure, and made him put pressure on He Daqing. In this way, the family of three formed a deformed food chain and tortured each other.

The White Widow, who struggled out of a crowd of men, knows men too well. If she abandoned her family and children the first time, there would be a second time. To put it bluntly, she and He Daqing are the same kind of people - extremely self-centered and selfish people.

She was right. He Daqing, who had been feeling very tired from standing, no longer felt tired and was stretching his ears to listen.

When He Yu Shi heard that it was not about money, he wanted to leave and get some fresh air because the smell was too bad.

But the White Widow seemed to have used up all her strength and held him tightly.

"Mom, if you have something to say, please tell me now. It's really tiring."

"Shitou, after mom dies, your dad will take you back to the capital, where you have your half brothers and sisters. They are all big bosses now. You must behave well when you get there, so you don't have to worry about your next life."

He Yushi knew that he had relatives in the capital, but he didn't expect them to be so wealthy. He looked back at He Daqing with joy and asked excitedly:

"Dad, is what my mom said true? Are my brother and sister really that awesome?"

Although He Daqing was reluctant to admit it, since the White Widow had made it clear, he had no choice but to nod.

"Shi Tou, I don't know the details, but one time I went to your uncle Wang's house next door to watch TV and accidentally saw your brother on the news."

"But after all these years, I'm not sure if it's a homonym or if it's your brother."

He Yu Shi was excited all of a sudden. If he had a rich brother, wouldn't he be able to eat and drink delicious food in the future?

It really proves the saying that like father and son, like son, like daughter. Like son, like daughter. A mouse's son will dig holes. He Yushi completely inherited the selfishness of Bai Guafu and He Daqing.

"Dad, when are we going back to the capital? Why don't we pack up now and leave tomorrow."

He Daqing knew that if he dared to return to the capital with his family, He Yuzhu would definitely not care about him. After all, in the 1950s, Zhuzi dared to live alone with Yushui and did not rely on him at all, which showed that he was a man with his own ideas.

We must not lose the big picture for the sake of small gains. No, we need to consider this matter in the long run.

"Shi Tou, what are you talking about? Your mother is so sick, how can she endure the fatigue of traveling?"

When He Yu Shi heard this, his mind suddenly became smarter.

"Yes~ If my mom goes to the capital like this, my rich brother will definitely despise her. But it's different for me. I'm his half brother, so he shouldn't despise me. So, a few days won't matter. I can go back to the capital with my dad after my mom dies."

So from this moment on, He Yu Shi no longer kept an eye on He Da Qing to take good care of his mother. The White Widow regretted that she had spoken too early, because she felt that she could still struggle for a few more days, but now it was too late. The last few days were too difficult to endure.

Finally, on the last day of the first lunar month, she could not hold on and left this world forever.

Perhaps in order to make things difficult for He Daqing and his father, the White Widow did not tell them where her coffin book was hidden.

The father and son were also very angry. They hastily found a cart, rolled up the White Widow with a broken mat, pushed her to the mass grave outside the city, and buried her in a place they found.

As soon as he got back, he started rummaging through the house, looking for the assets left behind by the White Widow, even checking rat holes.

Finally, it was found in the flowery cotton jacket that He Daqing bought for Widow Bai when she just married him. When the father and son took it out and looked at it, they were immediately deflated.

It turned out that the so-called coffin money of the White Widow was less than a hundred yuan after counting.

In this era of rising prices, this money can no longer bring much surprise to people.

But something is better than nothing. After they recovered their breath, they took some money and went out for a big meal to satisfy their cravings.

From this we can see that in 1987, Lou Xiaoming from Hong Kong had already opened a supermarket where people did not need tickets, but for He Daqing and He Yushi from the lower class, they still needed tickets to go out. Both were indispensable.

The father and son spent all the money left by the White Widow and set their sights on the three houses they currently lived in. After all, they were about to return to the capital to live a good life, so there was no need to keep the house here.

The main reason was that the father and son refused to sell the house, and they didn’t even have the money to buy a new one back in Beijing.

So the father and son spread the word that the price was not expensive, but when people who came to see the house saw the dirty and messy environment and the unpleasant smell, and also saw that the father and son were in a hurry to sell it, they lowered the price as much as possible.

After waiting for a long time, several waves of people came and offered similar prices. The father and son calculated that after paying back the money borrowed from the neighbors, there would not be much left. They had thought about secretly selling the house, patting their butts, and walking away without paying back the money.

But the neighbors were not stupid. They finally saw hope of getting their money back, so they spread the word that if anyone dared to secretly sign a contract with He Daqing and his father, they would be held responsible for the money they had paid.

Those who bought the He family’s house were also ordinary people, and no one dared to take the risk.

Seeing that their plan failed, the father and son had no choice but to sign a contract with the party with the highest offer and sold it for 800 yuan.

The buyer was very easy to talk to and gave the father and son a week to move out.

After reluctantly paying back the money to their neighbor, the father and son went straight to the street office to get a letter of introduction to return to Beijing. Although the situation is less strict now, if you are a non-local, you still need to go through some necessary procedures to go to Beijing.

When the director of the street office where the father and son worked heard that they were going back to Beijing, he smiled so much that he couldn't stop. He personally wrote them a letter of introduction and sent the father and son to their door.

"The prosperity of the capital city cannot be compared to our small city of Tianjin. Don't go back."

The father and son also knew that they were not liked by the street director, and they both thought in their hearts that whoever came back would be a fool.

The street director muttered something as he watched the father and son walk away.

"Why do I feel so guilty? I'm sorry, comrades in Beijing, I hope you can influence these two people."

At this moment, I really want to set off a string of firecrackers to celebrate what is going on.

After getting the letter of introduction, the father and son returned home, packed up their things, and went to buy train tickets.