Rebirth He Yuzhu I am a family man

He Yuzhu returned to the house and lay on the bed thinking, "Bai Dongmei? Could it be that the one who dared to talk to herself and broke into the He family for no reason is the White Widow..."

He Daqing returned home and looked at He Yuzhu who was staring at the beam in a daze. He said with concern: "Zhuzi, I heard that you had an argument with Yi Zhonghai earlier? You are still a child. Don't always go out to compete. You will suffer a great loss..."

"He Daqing, I'm telling you, don't get excited! Widow Bai is pregnant with Yi Zhonghai's child, and the two of them are being affectionate in Yi's house. Isn't that infuriating?" He Yuzhu had a wicked smile on his face, and he kept provoking He Daqing.

"I have already made it clear with the White Widow. We have nothing to do with each other anymore. I can only wish them the best..." He Daqing said stubbornly with an expressionless face.

"Okay, so you are a coward, then I won't waste my breath. You don't want to get back the money you spent on the White Widow? If I were you, I would take this opportunity to at least make Yi Zhonghai compensate for two houses and take out tens of millions. As the old saying goes, 'No poison, no real man', otherwise how can you be considered a man..." He Yuzhu kept irritating He Daqing regardless.

He Daqing had a paralyzed face and blinked his dead fish eyes at He Yuzhu a few times, then put down the things in his hands, walked to the kitchen, picked up a kitchen knife and went out.

He Yuzhu saw that He Daqing was such a mess, and out of "kindness" wanted to help him, so he opened the door and shouted to the yard: "He Yushui, come here quickly, there is something good coming."

Whoosh, in a few breaths, He Yushui appeared in front of He Yuzhu, who enthusiastically took He Yushui's hand and walked into the He family's house. As they walked in, he threatened: "Yushui! You will soon be without a father. Without a father, you will starve to death in the future."

"Your father went to the Yi family with a kitchen knife and fought to the death. If you don't want to be an orphan, go to the Yi family's door and cry."

"Just say that Yi Juehu and a widow teamed up to kill your father He Daqing. Do you understand? If you don't understand, just make up your own story..."

He Yushui didn't want to go, she just wanted to be a nobody in the courtyard. She walked helplessly with her short legs, looking back at He Yuzhu every three steps, and saw He Yuzhu's playful smile. After more than a month's experience, she was too familiar with this smile. If she didn't listen to him today, she would definitely be tricked again and be beaten and scolded by He Daqing again.

"Good water will never suffer a loss in front of it, it's just crying." He Yushui felt He Yuzhu's playful smile, recalled how good her brother had been to her in the past, thought about the beatings and scoldings she had received over the past month, and suddenly, she felt grief from the bottom of her heart. She mustered up her courage, strode to the door of the Yi family, sat down, and started crying: "Yi Juehu is harming people! Everyone, come and see...Yi Juehu is bringing a widow to bully people..."

In the Yi family's house, He Daqing was holding a kitchen knife and was in a stalemate with Yi Zhonghai and Bai Guafu. Yi Zhonghai kept begging for mercy, while Bai Guafu was secretly flirting with He Daqing. He Yushui's crying and wailing were heard in the Yi family, making the three people inside even more upset and at a loss.

He Daqing's nickname was well-known around the Siheyuan. He couldn't be a good person to set up a steamed bun stall on the street in troubled times. Besides, there would always be a shortage of cooks in any year, and their physiques were not comparable to those of ordinary people. Therefore, it was not without reason that several generations of the He family could gain a foothold in the troubled Sijiu City with their cooking skills and live safely in the best main house in the Siheyuan.

"Daqing, just draw a line. As long as it can settle our issue, just give the order directly!" Yi Zhonghai looked at He Daqing guiltily and negotiated.

"Yi Zhonghai, I've fallen into your trap these past few years and played with your old shoes. I feel sick. Today, the three of us will go to the gates of hell together!" He Daqing said expressionlessly and coldly.

"Brother Daqing, I will agree to whatever you say." Yi Zhonghai was so scared when he saw He Daqing raising the kitchen knife that he knelt on the ground and begged.

"Yi Zhonghai, compensate me with your two east wing rooms. I don't want to see you appear under my nose. Also compensate me 2000 million to heal the trauma in my heart, and this matter will be over." He Daqing, with a paralyzed face, made an offer without any doubt.

After repeated negotiations, Yi Zhonghai agreed to give up the east wing of the Yi family and compensate He Daqing 500 million. After a while, Widow Bai went to the front yard to invite Yan Bugui to sign the house donation document and compensation statement.

Yan Bugui unexpectedly received 2 yuan in writing fees today and left happily. He Daqing, holding the documents in his arms and 500 million yuan in his hands, left a sentence before leaving the Yi family: "Yi Zhonghai, move quickly tomorrow, I'm in a hurry to take over the house."

He Yuzhu saw that He Daqing and He Yushui were busy, so he hummed a little tune while steaming steamed bread and heating two boxes of meat and vegetables. When he went to the backyard to invite the deaf old lady, he encountered a special situation. Today, Yi Zhonghai's wife Li Cuilan was present. He Yuzhu saw that the old lady wanted her to go to the He family for a meal, so for the old lady's sake, He Yuzhu casually invited her.

When He Yuzhu returned to the He family, He Daqing and He Yushui also came back, and they all had dinner together awkwardly. He Yuzhu looked at the expressionless He Daqing and the honest Li Cuilan, and he had some bad ideas in his mind.

He Yuzhu thought that He Daqing was not someone who needed women. Rather than letting him go out and fool around and get cheated by others, it was better to satisfy his needs nearby. So, He Yuzhu said maliciously: "Aunt Li, if Yi Zhonghai divorces you, you will be alone in the future. You don't have any children, what will you do in the future?"

"Woo, woo, woo..." Although the meat dishes were delicious, He Yuzhu was just rubbing salt into people's wounds and made Li Cuilan cry.

"Aunt Li, you have to find someone to rely on! Yu Shui's mother has passed away for several years. Look at how He Daqing takes care of Yu Shui like a beggar. I say, you might as well live with He Daqing. You take care of He Yu Shui now, and when you are old, Yu Shui will definitely be filial to you. If she dares not to be filial to you then, I will beat her to death for you." He Yuzhu closed his eyes and started playing the game of love.

"Cuilan, Daqing, I think what Dalasun said makes sense. Cuilan, hurry up and eat, and go to Yi Zhonghai to get the divorce letter later. With the divorce letter, it will be okay for you to live with Daqing tonight." The deaf old lady stared at Li Cuilan enthusiastically and persuaded her.

Usually, Li Cuilan was the one who made decisions for Yi Zhonghai in the Yi family. When she went to the backyard to take care of the deaf old lady, she obeyed the old lady's orders. Now that Yi Zhonghai didn't want her anymore and the old lady said so, she didn't have any idea and could only lower her head and eat the steamed bread and acquiesce.

He Daqing heard He Yuzhu talking nonsense and wanted to lose his temper and scold him, but when he heard the deaf old lady say, "We can live together tonight," he no longer cared about whether she was beautiful or ugly, or whether she was lively or honest. His heart was immediately moved and he could only think about that beautiful thing. He was actually secretly happy.

After the meal, Li Cuilan successfully got the divorce letter from Yi Zhonghai. With the enthusiastic matchmaking of the deaf old lady, Li Cuilan took the bag to the single room in the east wing where He Daqing lived. At night, when He Daqing felt that He Yushui was coaxed to sleep, he was so happy that he was busy.

In the darkness of the night, He Yuzhu recalled the fantastic experience of the day and smiled. When a delicate figure appeared in his mind, he fell into a sweet dream...