Siheyuan: Starting with one acre and three fen of land

Ever since the conversation in the living room, He Daqing no longer avoided the brother and sister.

He Yuzhu looked at He Daqing's big eye bags and didn't bother to pay attention to him. He sat at the table and said, "Yushui, I've steamed the buns. You can go to Li's house to eat the buns like you did during the previous summer vacation. I've made an appointment with Aunt Wang."

Yu Shui glanced at He Daqing cautiously, nodded silently, and continued to eat breakfast.

He could only sigh as he watched, and thought to himself: "What a damn sin! After this period of time, I'll probably get used to it."

This year, He Daqing was responsible for purchasing supplies for the He family's New Year. He also wanted to compensate Yu Shui, so he took her shopping everywhere every day and bought a lot of miscellaneous things.

He Yuzhu was busy until the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month when he finished work. When he entered the yard and saw that the rain had become lively again, he felt relieved.

On New Year's Eve, the table was filled with delicious food and aroma, but the atmosphere in the living room was not as cheerful as last year.

Seeing this, He Yuzhu had no choice but to comfort Yushui: "Yushui, our father just moved to another city. Every year when you have a holiday, I will take you to Baocheng."

"Brother, are you serious? Dad, big brother didn't lie to me, did he?" Yu Shui asked expectantly, hoping to have an excuse to comfort herself.

"Yu Shui, your brother didn't lie to you. When the time comes, send a telegram to Dad and I will pick you up at the station." He Daqing touched Yu Shui's head and looked at her with a little guilt.

"Okay, okay! Dad doesn't want me anymore!" Yu Shui cheered and clapped his hands, smiling happily.

After hearing this, He Daqing turned his head away, not knowing whether he was doing the right thing or not.

He Yuzhu clenched his fists after hearing this, and recalled the experience of being abandoned by his parents in his previous life.

"He Daqing, you're a widower. If you were divorced and abandoned your family, I would definitely let you know why the flowers are so red!"

As night falls, it is a happy moment for the children. Yu Shui also goes out to play with the fireworks and firecrackers he bought.

While Yu Shui was away, He Yuzhu was wrapping dumplings and asked, "Dad, when did you decide to leave?"

He Daqing kept moving his hands and said casually: "Well, I have already bought the train ticket to Baocheng on the seventh day of the first lunar month."

He Yuzhu stopped and looked at him in surprise: "Why so fast? The Lantern Festival isn't over yet, is there any need to be so anxious?"

"Your Aunt Bai said that she has been in Sijiu City for quite some time and wants to go home early to see her children."

He Yuzhu interrupted immediately: "Wait a minute, what is Aunt Bai? You two have not obtained the marriage certificate yet! If not, don't talk nonsense."

"We've already gotten the certificate. By the way, I'll transfer the house to you and Yu Shui's names. I'll give you the title deed before I leave, so you don't have to worry about anyone coming to fight over the property in the future."

He Yuzhu finished wrapping the dumplings in his hand and looked up at He Daqing: "Okay! Just take care of yourself. Don't let the money you send back by telegram end up on the street and sleeping under a bridge."

"What are you talking about, kid? Your Aunt Bai is not that kind of person!" He Daqing replied with his neck stiff, without commenting on He Yuzhu's words.

He Yuzhu had a funny expression on his face and gave him a thumbs up: "You are awesome! You are even better than the former Prince Rui. It's really unfair for you to be a chef!"

Seeing He Yuzhu teasing him, He Daqing picked up the rolling pin and pretended to hit him: "Who are you talking about so sarcastically now? You really deserve to be punished!"

As soon as He Yuzhu saw his movements, he knew what he was going to do, and he slipped away without hesitation.

"It's a rough statement, but it makes sense! If Xiaobai walks ahead of me, I can't say what will happen to her two sons!"

He Daqing stood at the table, muttering to himself, looking at the pitch-black outside.

During the New Year holidays, He Daqing took He Yuzhu out to visit people, wanting to leave behind the connections he had made with him before leaving.

He Yuzhu didn't take it seriously at first, but as he got to know more disciples, he couldn't help but look at He Daqing with admiration. It was true that he had someone from all walks of life.

After visiting each family, He Daqing would explain the relationship to He Yuzhu so that he would know that some relationships were only useful once and which ones needed long-term maintenance.

On the seventh day of the first lunar month, outside the Qianmen Railway Station, the temperature dropped sharply and heavy snow was falling from the sky.

He Yuzhu stood in the waiting room of the station, the rain hugging his thighs, looking timidly at the White Widow opposite him.

He Yuzhu folded his hands over his chest and said to He Daqing calmly, "Dad, I won't say much else. When you want to go back to Beijing, send me a telegram. There's nothing missing for you to eat and drink at home."

He Daqing glanced at the widow beside him and said in a reproachful tone: "Zhu Zi, what are you talking about? I will live well with your aunt Bai."

Widow Bai held He Daqing in one hand and carried the luggage in the other, and said hurriedly, "Yes! Zhuzi, I will take good care of your father."

He Yuzhu glanced at the White Widow and did not respond to her words: "Dad, you can have another baby sooner at your age. I won't object. I will take good care of Yushui."

He Daqing turned his head guiltily and looked at the White Widow next to him. It was obvious that he had the same plan in mind.

Widow Bai also felt a little uncomfortable with He Yuzhu's words, but she couldn't say anything. After all, this was her current husband's son, not her biological son.

She could only force a smile on her face, and reached out from behind to hit He Daqing, who also froze in expression.

He Yuzhu watched the little movements between them and smiled slightly.

"Ding ding ding ~ hurry up and get on the train!" Station staff began to remind passengers to get on the train, shouting in the hall.

Widow Bai pulled He Daqing, signaling him to finish his speech quickly and get in the car to leave.

He Daqing coughed and said, "Zhu Zi, take care of Yu Shui. We'll get in the car first."

"Dad!" Yu Shui ran over and hugged He Daqing. The reluctance that she had been holding back for so long finally burst out and she couldn't stop crying.

He Yuzhu looked at He Daqing being pulled from both sides with an embarrassed look on his face, and couldn't help shaking his head.

He walked forward, squatted down and hugged Yu Shui: "Yu Shui, let him go! I will take good care of you."

Yu Shui listened to He Yuzhu's persuasion, and then reluctantly let go of He Daqing. She stood there, watching He Daqing's figure go away with tears in her eyes.

Until He Daqing disappeared from view, Yu Shui turned around and looked at He Yuzhu: "Brother, will you really take me to find my father in the future?"

He Yuzhu looked at her tearful little face, took out a handkerchief and wiped her clean: "Yushui, don't worry! When you have a holiday, I will definitely take you to Baocheng."

He picked up Yu Shui and held her collar tightly: "Yu Shui, let's go home!"

Yu Shui buried her head in his arms and replied in a muffled voice.

He Yuzhu sighed, patted her back gently, and carried her out of the station.