Siheyuan: the beginning reveals Qinhuai Ru's true face

Dong Dong Dong! There was a rapid knock on the door. He Daqing raised the scissors and was about to destroy the body and remove the traces. He cut the clothes into pieces to prevent Xu Damao from bothering him again.

"Here we go again! You're tired of living, aren't you? It's easy to fool people when you think of me as the successor of Tan Family Cuisine. Don't even think about scaring people again. If you don't give me some color today, I won't call you He Daqing." Holding the scissors tightly with both hands, he planned to give it to the person in front of the door.

A fatal blow.

I was startled by the young man early in the morning, and I was already feeling unhappy. You must know that I had dressed up carefully when I went out today just to have a date with a beautiful woman, but now I have to be busy cutting up my rags.

I never thought that a piece of tattered clothes could cause so much trouble. If it weren't for the wooden structure of this house, I would have burned it.

Boom! Boom! Boom! The knocking on the door continues.

He Daqing held the scissors tightly behind his back and opened the door with his other hand. Squeak! After slowly pushing it open, he was completely shocked to see the person in front of him.

"Dad, what's going on? You haven't opened the door after knocking for so long. Could it be that there's a woman hiding inside? Are you still planning to find me a stepmother at this age?"

The person who came was none other than his son He Yuzhu, known as Silly Zhu. He was wearing a black formal suit, short hair, and standing in front of him with a high-spirited look. He was completely opposite to before.

Bian said that before He Daqing could react, he leaned in with his upper body and scanned the house. He was really looking for a hiding place. He could see everything in the 20-30 square meter small house very clearly.

Bang! He Daqing did not hesitate, raised his hand and slapped him angrily.

"Asshole! Silly Zhu, when I do something, you will come and point it out and explain your intention, otherwise I will never get in." As he said, he spread his hands to stop me. At the same time, the scissors were stuck in the waistband behind him. He couldn't bear to hurt his own skin.

biological son.

It can be seen that he was so blunt that he made Silly Zhu have a silly expression on his face, and he enjoyed it even more.

"Dad, as my son, I learned that you had suffered a stroke and immediately came to visit you. Now you are my closest relative in the world. As long as you are healthy and happy, that's fine.

If the beating is not good enough, you can just hit me with a stick or a chair!" Silly Zhu said, and actually picked up the fire stick next to him and handed it over, with a shocked expression on his face.

In fact, secretly he was very helpless and cooperated with his father He Daqing's absurd venting. You must know that at this moment he was looking for Qin Huairu.

If it hadn't been for the arrival of his son, his rags would have been cut into pieces and the evidence would have been destroyed, and he would have transformed back into the original suave He Daqing. As long as he has a widow in his heart, he won't panic.

"Unfilial son, why are you thinking of me now? I thought you fell into Lou Xiao'e's dreamland and forgot your last name. I should have put you on the wall in the first place.

Bah! What a white-eyed wolf!" He sat straight on the chair, took the opportunity to stuff the tattered clothes under the counter, and just pulled the scissors and threw them heavily on the floor.

Bang bang bang...metal impact sparks suddenly flew everywhere, making Silly Zhu dare not neglect it. He almost forgot that his father was the heir to the authentic Tan family cuisine, and there was an unwritten rule in the catering industry.

The chefs have the highest admiration for Tan's cuisine, which comes from the bottom of their hearts. Unless they personally defeat the master of Tan's cuisine, they will always have to keep their tail between their legs.

We must know that high-end and precious ingredients can only be processed into delicious dishes by hands with superb cooking skills, and only qualified Tanjia Cuisine chefs deserve this honor.

Silly Zhu didn't want to cause trouble, so he quickly held up his hands in a gesture of surrender, which was really rare.

"Yes! You are the King of Heaven, I have the final say. I am here today to give you living expenses. As a son, I am responsible to the end," he said while sniffing around, as if he smelled something.

He Daqing suddenly felt that something was wrong. He grabbed the money with one hand and stuffed it into the drawer. He stretched out his hand and hurriedly hit it, bang bang bang... After a few sounds, he immediately turned red. He didn't really hit his son, but just didn't want to drag him into the quagmire.

To know that this meeting has an unchangeable status in his heart, it is none other than Shazhu. Besides, he didn’t have a stroke at all. He obviously almost died from the "Immediate Bee" with Qin Huairu, and Liu Lan had to rely on Liu Lan to save him.

The hospital managed to avoid any trouble in time.

"Let's go, let's go quickly. I have something else to do. The restaurant is very busy. It's not a good place to stay for a long time. Let's go back..." Just like that, Silly Zhu exited the house, took out his money and looked at it, and he was immediately elated.

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Good guy, the living expenses are at least a thousand yuan. In the late 1980s, this amount of money was enough for an old man to live well and drink well. It was also enough to find a young model to watch TV and chat about life.

There was no other way. As a romantic old pervert, he had no good pastime except eating, drinking and having sex. Before his son left, he was counting money in the house. He was so happy to spread the money all over the bed and lie on it.

Rolling.

Silly Zhu was pushed out of the house, his face was confused, and he was completely confused. He originally thought he would be bedridden, but unexpectedly he was jumping up and down, and he felt relieved after the accident.

"I'll go! Is this called a stroke? I'm happier than winning the lottery, and more energetic than me. Unfortunately, I was woken up so early in the morning that I was so frightened that I came here without even having breakfast."

As he said this, he sweated hard and walked in the courtyard. He found that the neighbors were getting up and doing their own business one after another. They didn't pay any special attention to his arrival, and it was almost transparent.

When he reached Qin Huairu's door, he seemed to have stopped. It should be said that he deliberately slowed down his pace. His eyes wandered to the door and window, hoping that the other party would happen to come out at this moment.

In the past, I stayed in the compound for countless mornings, saying hello, taking advantage of things, and eating white and tender tofu. Although things are different now, I am now a famous chef in a restaurant in Beijing. Those wonderful memories are lingering in my mind.

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Although I deliberately slowed down my pace, I finally passed by without seeing anyone.

Unexpectedly, when we walked not far away, a delicate young female voice came from behind, how comfortable and touching it sounded so early in the morning.

He suddenly smiled and felt happy in his heart, "I knew you wouldn't let me down. If I don't get you, I can at least get your most sincere smile."

Turning around, I saw that the visitor was not Qin Huairu as expected, but the eldest daughter Jia Dang. She was specially dressed up, wearing tight suspenders, black leather shoes, and a pair of ponytails. She held her braids with both hands and shook her head. She looked very similar.

It shows Qin Huairu's appearance when she was young when she just married into the compound.

"Uncle Silly, why are you so early? Could it be that you came to pick up someone on purpose today?" Jia Dang looked at Silly Zhu with a smile. Before he could react, the person had already jumped up to him.

He leaned close to his ear and whispered.

"Hee hee hee! You must have missed me, come and pick me up. Have you forgotten what happened in the stairwell when you were drunk?" The voice was not loud, but it was able to attract people's hearts. After finishing speaking, he blew hot air into his ears.

Hole.

Silly Zhu suddenly shivered all over, his skin pimples rang, he instinctively moved sideways, his face was red and his ears were red, extending to his neck.

"Don't worry... I'm here today to see about your uncle He's stroke. He has to go back to the restaurant to work later. He's very busy on weekends." He tried to deliberately change the subject.