Chapter 173 The Reason Why I Can’t Stay
He Yuzhu heard He Daqing's tone of "I just look down on you".

I can't help but feel so angry!

The father and son never found the right way to get along with each other.

They all knew that they cared about each other, so no matter how unscrupulous He Daqing was, he still left enough money for the brother and sister to live on for a year.

According to his thinking, He Yuzhu still has two years of service left. If Wang Furong knew about his affairs, he would at least express his gratitude to He Yuzhu.

As long as He Yuzhu lives seriously, there is no possibility that he will not be able to survive.

He Yuzhu naturally also cared about He Daqing, otherwise he would not have reminded him in the letter about his formal employment and pension.

But whenever these two father and son get together, they just can't pee in the same pot.

If He Daqing had not listened to what Wang Furong said to his son and knew that He Yuzhu was now a successful person, the soles of his shoes might have already flown off.

He Yuzhu rolled his eyes, but took out a cigarette from his pocket and served Wang Furong first.

Passing the cigarette and lighting it, all in one go.

He Daqing was watching eagerly from the side, but He Yuzhu didn't have the consciousness to pass on the cigarette, but lit one himself.

He Yuzhu sneered, "What? Did everything I said come true?"

This one sentence made He Daqing's face darken again.

"Zhu Zi..." Wang Furong stopped He Yuzhu, and He Daqing's momentum that was about to bang the table was paused.

He Daqing seemed to explain to Wang Furong: "Brother, I did have my own difficulties at that time."

He Yuzhu smiled and said, "I have no right to blame you, you are my father, you raised me and Yushui.

No matter how much I find fault, I cannot avoid this fact.

But, Dad!
Even if you want to leave, you have to explain to me, right?

If you are worried that I will make a fuss, you can just talk to my master.

Look at what you believe in. It almost killed me and Yu Shui.

How do you want me to treat you? I'm not angry at all, but I have to kowtow to you a few times when I see you, and then I have to hug you and cry?"

"Yi Zhonghai is such a bastard, I will kill him sooner or later." He Daqing felt so ashamed of what his son said that he started cursing.

He Yuzhu looked up and sneered, "Haha," and said, "There is a knife in my master's kitchen. If you go there now, you might be able to wipe out the Yi family, the Jia family, and the old lady in the backyard.

Don't worry, I'll wait for you to eat peanuts. I will definitely bury you with my mother in a coffin, and let my mother take care of you."

"Pfft... cough cough cough..." Wang Furong, who was drinking tea, was broken down by He Yuzhu's last words and spat out a mouthful of tea.

This naughty kid's words are so irritating.

However, Wang Furong also thought that He Daqing did something wrong. Even if He Yuzhu had grown up and he didn't need to care about her, what about the little girl Yushui?

Whatever the reason, it is certain that one was blinded by beauty.

When He Daqing heard He Yuzhu talking about his mother, he shut up and looked sad.

In fact, when He Yuzhu talked about his mother, he softened his heart. Seeing He Daqing's look, he said, "Pack up and let's go home! Yushui misses you a lot, and it's a good time for the three of us to have a reunion dinner."

He Yuzhu is actually quite upset right now. He hates anything that is out of his control.

Although He Daqing knew that it was possible when he started the trouble, He Yuzhu was still troubled when he really came back.

Unexpectedly, after hearing what He Yuzhu said, He Daqing slowly shook his head.

He Daqing now looked clear-headed, but he said to He Yuzhu: "Zhuzi, knowing that you have this intention is enough for me.

I admit what Dad did. I was bewitched by the White Widow and that’s why I missed the mark and ended up harming you and your sister. This is Dad’s fault.

But Dad really can’t go back to that courtyard, or to Nanluoguxiang. If he goes back, it will bring disaster to you. Maybe our whole family will be finished. ..."

At this point, He Daqing turned his head and looked at Wang Furong and said, "Brother, it's not that I'm stingy, I don't believe you.

Some things may bring you disaster rather than blessing. Junior brother, I have offended someone, but I cannot afford to offend that person, and you probably cannot afford to offend him either.

How about I borrow this precious land from you to talk to Zhuzi?"

If you say this to someone else, it might sound a bit provocative.

But for Wang Furong, it was really a kind reminder.

Because the ancestral motto of Wang Furong's branch is "Just cook, don't ask about the guests!"

In other words, don't meddle in other people's business.

Wang Furong smiled and nodded, then stood up and walked out.

He Yuzhu also stood up quickly. When he sent Wang Furong to the door, Wang Furong reminded him: "Zhuzi, Master knows that you are a steady child.

Your father explained this to you today because he was afraid that you would feel uncomfortable.

But some things are better just known; there's no need to find out the details.

Remember Master's words!"

He Yuzhu bowed and nodded. Wang Furong patted He Yuzhu on the shoulder, but turned and left.

Wang Furong did not avoid He Daqing when he said this.

The master teaches his apprentice to mind his own business. Even if the father hears it, he has to thank the master, even if the matter is his own.

He Yuzhu closed the door, but walked to the table and threw a cigarette to He Daqing, but he did not light the cigarette for Wang Furong as he had just done.

He Daqing was not angry. He lit the cigarette, took a deep breath, and let the smoke flow back and forth in his lungs.

As the smoke was exhaled, He Daqing slowly said to He Yuzhu: "Before liberation, your father was a servant. The common people ate my food, the Japanese invaders ate my food, and the bald high-ranking officials ate my food. There is nothing to say about this.

Those who worked as servants in the old city did all these things before liberation.

Your father has a good conscience. I have never done anything to harm anyone, nor have I joined any messy places.

Dad is just a cook. Although he doesn't have the same rules as your master, he knows not to look at what he shouldn't look at and not to listen to what he shouldn't listen to. "

He Daqing's words relieved some of He Yuzhu's uneasiness, but also aroused his curiosity.

He Yuzhu couldn't help but ask: "Then what are you afraid of?"

He Daqing smiled bitterly and said, "I would like to avoid trouble, but trouble has to find you, my father. What can I do?!..."

He Daqing fell silent after saying this. He might be organizing his words, or thinking about whether he should tell He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu was not in a hurry. Although his mind was in a mess, he still pretended to be calm on the surface.

But the speed at which he played with the matchbox in his hand was getting faster and faster.

He Daqing's forehead veins jumped violently, but he said: "Before liberation, Dad served the chairman of our maintenance association and cooked for that family a few times. At that time, Dad was too young and his temperament was not stable enough. He looked around and saw some things.

Logically speaking, it's okay, because the chairman of the maintenance association was dealt with by the bald guy's side after the Japanese surrendered.

The family property and concubines were divided up!
but……"

(End of this chapter)