Siheyuan: the beginning reveals Qinhuai Ru's true face

Chapter 102 He Daqing's Worries (For Support)

Yes, the man is the father: He Daqing, and the woman is Lou Xiao'e. The three of them conspired to put on a show, just to regain the trust of the people in the compound.

But today, Silly Zhu succeeded and won a great victory. He deceived everyone by himself, which provided the prerequisite for the subsequent plan.

Lou Xiao'e "Haha! Needless to say, we are also doing it for your own good, for fear that something will happen to you, but it was quite successful. Even Qin Huairu was deceived by you." She gave a thumbs up.

He Daqing: "Don't be happy so early. I just looked at Yi Zhonghai and the old fox is doubtful at most. Don't underestimate him."

Hiss! When Shazhu heard this, he lit a flower and started smoking slowly.

"Uh-huh, Dad, you can see it most clearly. He is the only one who never said a word in the whole audience. His acting is more real than mine!"

It took him a few puffs before he seemed to calm down, as if he didn't believe that the father in front of him was an experienced actor who could actually act better than himself. He could successfully deceive everyone with just the scene of the stroke in the morning.

The key point is that He Daqing managed to divert the attraction by tricking the misfortune and was able to escape completely. He was sitting in the car and contemplating the next plan, as if he had once again put himself in an extremely dangerous situation.

Cough cough cough!

"Silly Zhu, put out the cigarette quickly. Who asked you to smoke in my car? It's hard to clean it up and give me fresh air."

Lou Xiao'e's coughs broke Silly Zhu's contemplation. Smoking only concealed his worried thoughts. The two father and son looked at each other in the car. It seemed that everyone knew what they were thinking about.

"Yes! Right now, I almost forgot that this is a limited edition extended car. You can't let my cigarette ruin it." As he hurriedly put out the cigarette, his eyes wandered between He Daqing and the luggage bag on the seat.

His face was heavy and he was a little hesitant, and he didn't speak out what was in his heart for a long time, which was a bit hard to say.

He Daqing glanced at him, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, smoothed out the wrinkles on his face, and uttered that magnetic and gloomy voice.

"Why bother, Silly Zhu? Didn't we agree to leave after the show?

Is it possible that you want to regret it now?

And you, Lou Xiao'e, what's the promised remuneration?"

He told the two of them what they wanted to express most. At this time, there was no need to hide anything. On the contrary, it was more important to be honest.

We looked at each other and immediately understood that there was nothing more important than this, so we should communicate well beforehand.

Lou Xiao'e "According to seniority, I should call you dad. Thank you very much for everything you have done for us.

Here, this is the money we agreed on before, enough for you to retire somewhere else." As he said this, he took out a heavy yellow envelope from his pocket and handed it over.

He Daqing received it in his hand but did not take it out. He reached into the envelope and touched it. His expression changed instantly and he stared at them.

Bang! He slammed the envelope onto the seat and yelled angrily.

"That doesn't make sense! What's going on?

The number is wrong, the promised 20,000 is at most 10,000.

The rules and regulations of the world must be clear. I am an authentic Beijing practitioner, so don’t be rude!" As he said this, he put his right hand into his clothes and stared at the person in front of him with vigilant eyes.

This wave of operations can frighten Silhu so much that he is sweating profusely, stretching out his hands and shaking hurriedly.

"Dad! Don't cause trouble for some money. Let's talk about it if we have something to say." Busy held Lou Xiao'e in his arms, feeling each other's warmth.

The faint scent of roses poured into the nose, and Silhu recovered from the shock in an instant, feeling very refreshed.

Lou Xiao'e raised her head slightly, but she didn't feel any panic at all, but her face was full of obsession, her cheeks flushed, and she suddenly kissed Silly Zhu's face like a dragonfly.

Suddenly, his face turned red to his neck, and his body was filled with strength. He clenched his fists to protect his chest, preparing to accept the attack from He Daqing.

You must know that He Daqing is a descendant of Tan's cuisine. He has developed strong arm strength over decades. He is commonly known as "four ounces of strength" and can easily pierce bricks with his ten fingers.

"Si Zhu is really a fool. You don't really think I'm just a cook, do you?

Let me tell you, I am also the successor of Tan's martial arts. I have won the true inheritance of my second wife. After decades of practicing together, I have developed peerless martial arts.

I really regret that I didn’t take a picture of you on the wall. I’ll let you see it today.”

Revealing his ferocious face, he stretched out his fists and ten claws and rushed towards me. Not to mention getting scratched, this look alone was scary enough.

At the critical moment, Lou Xiao'e took out another envelope from her satchel and handed it over, her trembling claws resting on the tip of her nose.

"Dad, this is the other half for you as well. I originally planned to give it to you after the work is completed. I thought it was to keep it for you, but I didn't expect..."

Before he finished speaking, He Daqing took each one in his hand and counted each one. He did not pretend to be cool this time, and was so meticulous that he checked whether it was genuine or not, as if he was afraid that he would suffer a loss. It was shocking to see.

"Dad, hey! Look how good you are. Money is the most important thing, and even my own son is not looked down upon." Silly Zhu did not forget to tease him. As soon as he said these words, he did not forget to sit close to him.

In his eyes, the memory of his father was still in his childhood, the most familiar stranger, he didn't have much to say, and he looked at the happy expression on his face while counting money.

I breathed a sigh of relief, which meant that the problem was perfectly solved.

"It's enough, it's exactly 20,000 yuan. You don't need to tell me to tell me that I have to continue to finish the second half of the play. Don't worry, the successors of the Tan family cuisine are very trustworthy."

He Daqing clapped his chest in assurance, foaming at the mouth as he spoke, and the next ridiculous move made people even more confused.

I saw him dividing the 20,000 yuan into two parts, bending down and stuffing each into the socks, not forgetting to pace around to check whether they were firm.

"Dad, what are you doing? Aren't you afraid of getting your money dirty?"

Silly Zhu looked puzzled. The father in front of him was hiding money as if he was a thief. He could only try to lower his attitude and get to know the old man again.

"Stop the car and get off here. You shouldn't run into anyone you know.

Silly Zhu advises you not to go back to live in the compound yet. Everyone of them is trying to plot against you.

Remember not to be deceived by their appearance, otherwise you will regret it." As soon as the car stopped, they got out of the car before they could react and picked up their luggage bags. They looked a little heavy when they saw their staggering steps through the car window.

"Your dad is a weirdo. You two are indeed a father and son. Even this is so similar. I didn't know it would be like this.

Haha! I hope my son, He Xiao, will not end up like you two when he gets here." Lou Xiao'e simply threw her head into her arms. They looked like a couple, so loving that others would envy them.

On the contrary, Silly Zhu couldn't be happy no matter what, even though he successfully deceived everyone in the compound this time and gained their trust, which became the only bonus item he could be proud of.

"Ouch! I see that's not the case. He Daqing is indeed an old Jianghu. It seems that only he can deal with an old fox like the First Master."

This meaningful sentence inadvertently expresses the concerns in my heart.

He and Yi Zhonghai have kept letters since he was in prison for eight years, saying that people's spiritual thinking will be revealed in the words they write.

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