Siheyuan: I am Yi Zhonghai's biological son

Yi Ping'an returned to the cross-courtyard, closed the door and entered the space, where he made himself a Mao suit made of tweed fabric.

After thinking about it, he took out a piece of cloth, went to Yi's house, and gave the thing to Auntie, "Mom, give this to Yu Shui tomorrow."

The lady thought it was a bit strange and said, "Why don't you just give it to her yourself? She is at home."

"You should give it to her." Yi Ping'an didn't say much, and also wanted to let the girl calm down.

"Ping An, tell me the truth, that girl and you..." Auntie is not a fool. Rain's eyes are almost glued to her son. How can she not see it? She knew that she couldn't make the decision on Yi Ping An's marriage, and she didn't know what her son thought, so she didn't say anything. But her son's behavior today made her understand that her son probably didn't have that idea.

"I treat her as my sister, but she thinks too much. It's enough for you to know it. Don't tell my father for now." Yi Ping'an explained to the aunt.

"Okay, I got it. I'll give it to her tomorrow. From now on, just leave her affairs to me."

"Thank you for your help." Yi Ping'an also thought this was a good idea.

Yi Ping'an didn't dare tell Yi Zhonghai about Yu Shui. He didn't know what Yi Zhonghai thought of Yu Shui. If Yi Zhonghai didn't like Yu Shui, then Yu Shui's mind was such that her father might plot to kill her. He could choose not to marry her, but he couldn't add insult to injury.

After dinner, everyone in the courtyard went to sleep. Those who were still awake were also feeling sleepy. As for having children? Who would dare to have a child in this environment? They were afraid that they couldn't raise the child. Besides, they didn't have the energy.

Yi Ping'an also went to bed early because she had to get up early tomorrow to pay tribute to her mother.

The next morning, after dinner, Yi Zhonghai and his son rode their bicycles, bought incense, candles, paper money and other items for worship, and went to Wan'an Cemetery.

When they arrived at Li Guihua's tomb, Yi Ping'an cleared the weeds while Yi Zhonghai lit incense and candles, saying, "Guihua, my son and I are here to see you. Our son has become very successful and looks more and more like you. He is so pretty.

Now, those matchmakers are eager to kick down the door, all wanting to find a wife for our son, but our son is so outstanding, we have to choose a wife carefully, ordinary people are not worthy of him, she has to be good-looking and well-educated, don’t you think?

When your son gets married, he will bring his wife to see you, and you can also visit our daughter-in-law. When you have grandchildren in the future, bring them to see you and tell them that you are their grandmother, your father's biological mother, and you cannot let them forget you.

The past two years have been tough, with famine, just like when we were young, with nothing to eat, no food. Fortunately, my son is a capable man, and he can often get food back. I am enjoying your blessing, Guihua, you must protect my son and keep him safe and sound, without any illness or disaster."

While Yi Zhonghai was talking, Yi Ping'an was thinking: "Mom, did you hear me? My dad is looking for a wife for me. He is anxious to have a grandson. If you were here, you would have arranged it for me. I want to find a wife who is strong and brave like you.

I am now a level 5 engineer, and I will take the exam again in the future. It's just that I may be at home less and less. If I don't come to see you in the future, don't be angry with me. I will ask Dad to come to see you more often.

The past two years have been very difficult, just like when I was a child. Fortunately, without the Japanese devils, life is much better than it was then. You know, I can get food and you don’t have to worry about me. "

After visiting the grave, the father and son went back in the cold wind. The road was very deserted and there was no New Year atmosphere at all. Maybe things will be better next year.

There was no one in the courtyard. Now people just lie down at home. If they don't move, they will get hungry slowly. When they got home, Yi Zhonghai said to Yi Ping'an, "Ping'an, I will go to Dongxu's place later and bring some cornmeal to your brother Dongxu. Your sister-in-law is pregnant again."

"What? Qin Huairu is pregnant?" Yi Ping'an was stunned.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, you are more than six months pregnant. I saw your brother Dongxu a few days ago, you have lost so much weight, and your penis has grown so big. The little boy is eating me to death." Yi Zhonghai said with emotion.

Damn, she's pregnant again, is this Xiao Huaihua? Who dares to have a baby these days? Jia Dongxu, you are so brave. No wonder the original plot is so weird. This is crazy.

"Okay, I get it. I'll go with you." Yi Ping'an thought to himself, but didn't show it on his face.

Damn it, Yi Ping'an is really speechless. He tried so hard to save his life, but he is seeking death. Can this dead end ever be overcome?

If I had known, I should have given him some contraceptive pills before I left. This little Sophora japonica is already pregnant, how long will it take for her to die? Don't do that!

The father and son warmed themselves up at home for a while. The weather was too cold and their cotton-padded jackets were frozen through. It was mainly Yi Zhonghai who needed to warm himself up, but Yi Ping'an was fine. He warmed himself up after circulating his internal energy.

The father and son brought ten pounds of corn flour. Yi Ping'an also took a piece of cured wild boar meat and two pounds of millet, stuffed them into the bag, then carried the bag and rode his bike with Yi Zhonghai to the Jia family.

Jia family

Jia Dongxu was very happy to see Yi Zhonghai and his son coming. Although they lived far away, they were closely related. During the Chinese New Year and other holidays, Jia Dongxu would bring some things back to see Yi Zhonghai. When Jia Dongxu had something to do, Yi Zhonghai would also help. It was true that distant things were more fragrant than nearby.

Yi Ping'an didn't feel jealous when he saw them getting along like this. After all, when he wasn't around, Jia Dongxu was Yi Zhonghai's emotional support. One of them had no father, and the other had no son, so it was almost like they were keeping each other warm.

The appearance of Yi Ping'an made Yi Zhonghai's fatherly love reach its peak. Fatherly love is really like a mountain, but Jia Dongxu was also his emotional support after all, but compared with Yi Ping'an, he is insignificant.

"Master, Ping'an, you are here. Come in quickly. It's very cold." Jia Dongxu welcomed the father and son into the house and started to pour water for them.

"Dongxu, stop busying yourself and sit down and take a rest." Yi Zhonghai said.

Jia Dongxu sat down, looked at Yi Ping'an and asked, "When did Ping'an come back?"

"It's been two days since I came back. Brother Dongxu, why are you so thin? I couldn't recognize you." Yi Ping'an was a little scared when he looked at Jia Dongxu. He was not fat to begin with, but this time he lost so much weight that only his two big eyes were left. He looked in good spirits though.

"Alas, isn't it like this these days? How can anyone be fat?" Jia Dongxu said with a wry smile.

Yi Ping'an glanced at Jia Zhangshi, well, the only two fat people have become thin.

Yi Ping'an handed the bag in his hand to Jia Dongxu. Jia Dongxu looked at Yi Zhonghai and felt a little embarrassed. The master had already helped them a lot.

"Take it. Ping'an brought this for you. Cook some porridge for the children." Yi Zhonghai directly gave the credit to Yi Ping'an.

Yi Ping'an didn't understand what his father was doing, but the two of them already had a tacit understanding, so they also said: "It's not something special, but there is a piece of cured wild boar meat for you to nourish yourself, and some millet for Xiaodang to make porridge. The child is still young and can't be starved to death. There is also some corn flour."

Since the things have been given, why should we make it unhappy? It doesn't cost money to say something nice, but if you give out food and still don't let people make friends, then you're at a loss.

"Ping'an, thank you, thank you for thinking of me, I'll remember it in my heart." Jia Dongxu said as tears fell.

"Okay, it's no big deal. This is Xiaodang, right? Do you recognize me?" Yi Ping'an patted Jia Dongxu and changed the subject.

"Yes, this is Xiaodang, Xiaodang, this is your Uncle Ping'an. If your Uncle Ping'an hadn't been thinking about you, you would have starved to death. When you grow up, you must be filial to your Uncle Ping'an." Qin Huairu spoke as nicely as always.

But Yi Ping'an couldn't afford it.

Yi Pingan looked at Xiao Dang, who was three years old this year, but looked like he was only one year old, with a big head and a small body. Yi Pingan took out a few White Rabbits from his pocket, gave two to Xiao Dang, and gave the rest to Bang Geng.

"Why don't you thank Uncle Ping'an quickly?" Jia Zhang said with a smile when she saw Yi Ping'an giving them the Big White Rabbit.

"Thank you Uncle Ping An"*2

"Be good," Yi Ping'an said.

After leaving Jia's house, Yi Ping'an had more confidence in Jia Dongxu. He was sure that he would be fine. Although he looked thin now, he was not weak. He was now a level five worker and had an apprentice. He could weld workpieces alone. With his apprentice doing the miscellaneous work, there should be no danger.