Siheyuan: I am Yi Zhonghai's biological son

Yi Zhonghai pushed his bicycle back home and found no one at home. Yi Zhonghai knew where his wife had gone. It seemed that his wife had misunderstood.

That's right, everyone in the yard knew about it, so how could his wife not know? He took the big and small bags of things he bought today home, locked his bicycle, took a bag of the trough cake he bought today, locked the door and went to the backyard.

Everyone in the yard looked at Yi Zhonghai secretly, their hearts itching as if they were being scratched by a cat's claws, but no one came up to ask. However, the fire of gossip in their eyes was burning fiercely.

Yi Zhonghai arrived at the deaf old lady's house and called out at the door: "Old lady, I'm here."

As he said this, he went into the house. At this moment, his wife was sitting beside the bed with the deaf old lady. Her eyes were swollen into slits, which showed that she had cried a lot. Yi Zhonghai sighed in his heart. He really didn't expect that things would be misunderstood like this.

Seeing Yi Zhonghai coming in, Yang Cuiyun's tears, which had finally been stopped, began to flow again. Is he here to confront me?

The deaf old lady looked calm, and nothing could be seen. She even greeted Yi Zhonghai: "Xiao Yi is here, come in and sit down."

Yi Zhonghai put the snacks on the table, sat on the chair, looked at his wife, and was about to say, "Stop crying, and talk about it when we get home."

Then the deaf old lady spoke: "Xiao Yi, what arrangements have you made for Cuiyun? Although she didn't give birth to a child for you, she saved your life. You can't just kick her out like this, that would be heartless!"

Yi Zhonghai knew it would be like this. How did this gossip come about? So he said, "Old lady, you all misunderstood. Who spread this gossip? It's not true at all. Please listen to me first, and listen to me, my wife."

If this is not explained clearly, I probably won’t be able to sleep tonight.

"My son was indeed found today. He is an engineer assigned to the factory by the higher-ups. He looks a lot like me. When our workshop director saw him, he thought he must be related to me. After asking around, he realized that he was my son. So we recognized each other.

The child’s mother passed away a few years ago. The child raised himself and was admitted to a university in our city. He just came to our city. He doesn’t even know that his father is still alive…”

"You said his mother is dead?" Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Yang Cuiyun. There was doubt in her voice, but more of it was surprise.

Yi Zhonghai nodded and looked at his wife with a frown. “The person is gone, there’s no need to be so happy.”

I thought I would have to have a good talk with his wife when I get home, but I can't do this in front of Ping An. The child is much closer to his mother than to me, so I shouldn't upset the child.

Yang Cuiyun also felt that it was inappropriate at this time, but she couldn't help it. She didn't have to leave, and she was happy from the bottom of her heart.

The deaf old lady also looked at Yang Cuiyun, what a fool she was. Then she looked at Yi Zhonghai and said, "Xiao Yi, did you bring him back?"

Hearing this, Yang Cuiyun also looked at Yi Zhonghai. She also wanted to know if the baby was born. Yang Cuiyun really liked children. Her biggest wish in this life was to have a child, whether it was a boy or a girl.

Yi Zhonghai shook his head and said, “No, he just reported to the factory today, and the leaders have made all the arrangements, so he doesn’t want to bother anymore.

He told me to come back and talk things over with Cuiyun. If Cuiyun has no objection, he will come back with me tomorrow and live in the courtyard. If Cuiyun doesn't want to, he will live in the factory.

"Yes! I do! Let him come back. It's so comfortable to live at home. How can I feel at ease if he lives in the factory? If he lives at home, he can have a hot meal. If he lives in the factory, he can only eat in the cafeteria."

As soon as Yi Zhonghai finished speaking, Yang Cuiyun spoke up immediately. She was so willing. The fact that Old Yi could come home and ask her showed that this child was polite and not overbearing.

If the child can accept her, she will treat him as her own son. If not, then she will treat him as a relative.

Anyway, Lao Yi will not ignore him. With Lao Yi around, he should not make things difficult for himself, right?

Yi Zhonghai knew that his wife was very happy with it, so he continued, "Then clean up the room next door tomorrow and buy some meat.

I'll bring him back in the evening, and we'll set up a table and invite the elderly people in the courtyard to have a meal to celebrate and also to get to know each other. Old lady, come to my place tomorrow night to eat and see my son."

Yi Zhonghai never made mistakes in dealing with people and was very considerate. The deaf old lady also happily agreed. She never refused delicious food.

"Okay, old lady, we'll go back first. You should also go to bed early." Yi Zhonghai stood up and saw the snacks on the table. He said, "This snack was bought by the child. Do you want to try it?"

"Oh, really? Then I have to try it carefully. It's bought by my eldest grandson, so it must be delicious!" This old lady is very shrewd. She wants to get closer to someone with just one sentence.

But Yi Ping'an didn't hear this. If he had heard it, he would definitely say that it's not that easy to be my grandmother. I'm not a fool.

When the couple returned to their home, Yang Cuiyun realized that she had been so busy crying that she hadn't even cooked dinner. She felt a little embarrassed and rubbed the corners of her clothes while secretly glancing at Yi Zhonghai.

What could Yi Zhonghai say? He still felt that he was quite wronged. It was supposed to be a happy thing, but it ended up like this.

He glanced at his wife, sighed, and said, "Cook some noodles and I'll tell you in detail after you finish eating."

"Okay, I'll go right away!" Yang Cuiyun agreed readily and started to boil water to cook noodles.

Women of this era are really skillful. The food was cooked in a short while. Each person had a bowl. After they finished eating and cleaned up, the couple sat down at the table and started talking.

Yi Zhonghai spoke first: "The child's name is Yi Ping'an, he is 15 this year, he was admitted to the Industrial College last year, he will graduate this year, and he also took the engineer exam.

Her mother died when she was 6 years old. She was forced to commit suicide when the Japanese invaded the village. The child said that she did not suffer. How could that be possible? She just didn't want me to worry.

I know you love the child, and I wanted to bring him back today, but he didn't agree. He said he needed your consent, and he was concerned about you."

Yang Cuiyun wanted to say: I agree.

Yi Zhonghai waved his hand to stop him, and then continued: "I also told him, you will definitely agree, you love children, you see other people's children love them, so you must love your own children even more."

Yang Cuiyun nodded quickly. Yes, she really liked children.

Yi Zhonghai smiled and said to Yang Cuiyun, "Guess what the child said to me?"

Yang Cuiyun shook her head: "I don't know, just tell me directly."

Yi Zhonghai laughed twice, then continued: "The child said that if you don't despise him and treat him as your own son, he will treat you like his mother.

He will respect you and take care of you in your old age. He also said that he also wants someone to love him. What do you think? Is the child okay? "

As soon as Yi Zhonghai finished speaking, Yang Cuiyun was stunned. This... this... is this true? She, Yang Cuiyun, finally has finally come to an end after all the hardships. Will she no longer have to worry about being alone in her old age?

Then Yang Cuiyun was heard crying loudly. The cry was very loud, but it was not a cry of pain. Instead, it was a cry of relief after all the hardships. God still felt sorry for her after all.

Yang Cuiyun is a mother of a son now. Who dares to laugh at her? Her one son is worth ten others.

Only Yi Zhonghai could understand Yang Cuiyun's mood at this moment. He had also experienced such a mood today. Only those who have experienced it can understand the peace of mind that comes from having a place to call home.

Yi Zhonghai didn't say anything, but just reached out and patted Yang Cuiyun on the back. Cry, let all your frustrations out, and you will smile every day from now on, and your future life will get better and better.

The people in the yard haven't fallen asleep yet. Listening to Yang Cuiyun's crying, they are all leaning on the windows to listen. Some people are even thinking about whether they should go out to persuade her.

People opened the door and came out one after another, then more and more people came out, and finally everyone in the front and back yards came to the middle yard.

Those who came later would ask those who came earlier about the situation.

"What's going on? Lao Yi really doesn't want her anymore?"

"I don't know, probably, otherwise why would you cry so miserably?"

"Yang Cuiyun is so pitiful. Yi Zhonghai doesn't want her anymore. How is she going to live in the future?"

"You can't blame Yi Zhonghai for this. She can't have children herself, so who can she blame? Besides, she is the original wife. If it was before liberation, Yang Cuiyun would have been a concubine."

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The discussions became more and more numerous and louder. Finally, Yan Bugui stood up and came to Yi Zhonghai's door, trying to persuade him in any way he could.

In fact, he was a little unsure now. Didn't they say they only had one wife? Why was Yang Cuiyun crying so miserably?

"Crack...crack...crack..."

Yan Bugui knocked on Yi Zhonghai's door and asked loudly, "Old Yi, I'm Yan Bugui. What's going on? It's the middle of the night. If you have anything to say, just talk it out. Everything will be fine once it's said."

The couple in the room heard the noise outside the door and realized that things seemed to have gotten a little out of hand.

Yang Cuiyun stopped crying, but still felt a little embarrassed. She just couldn't help it. She glanced at Yi Zhonghai and smiled shyly, but her smile was a little ugly.

Yi Zhonghai got up and opened the door, only to see people everywhere outside. Oh, are they all here?

This is a good opportunity to talk about Yi Ping'an so that they don't have to make blind guesses?

"I'm so sorry to bother you all. Since everyone is here, I want to tell you something.

My son Yi Ping'an will be back tomorrow and will live in our courtyard from now on. I will come back tomorrow night and buy some candies, melon seeds, etc., and each family can grab a handful to celebrate our reunion as father and son." Yi Zhonghai clasped his fists and said to everyone.

"What about your original wife? Don't you want her anymore?" At this time, Jia Zhang spoke with a gloating tone.

Yi Zhonghai was so angry. This old hag was really a troublemaker.

At this time, Yan Bugui spoke up: "Sister-in-law of the Jia family, don't talk nonsense. Old Yi's first wife passed away a few years ago, leaving only one son."

Yan Bugui is not the kind of person who takes things without doing anything. If he is asked to help, he will help.

Yang Ruihua also agreed that the couple were people of trustworthiness.

Jia Zhang curled her lips to show her disbelief. Then the hem of her clothes was grabbed. She turned around and saw her big son. She said nothing more.

Now Jia Dongxu is still alive, and Jia Zhangshi doesn't want her son to feel ashamed of her mother, so apart from being a little jealous of others and gossiping, she doesn't throw tantrums every day. She also helps take care of the children, makes shoes and cooks meals.

Moreover, she listened to Jia Dongxu very much. People of her generation believed in the three obediences and four virtues. From the day Jia Dongxu started working, she let Jia Dongxu be the head of the family. This is called setting up a household on the head of the family.

After Yi Zhonghai finished speaking, he asked everyone to disperse. They had to go to work tomorrow, so it would be better for them to go to bed early.