I used to often hear people say that this daughter was his father's little lover in his previous life and the most caring little cotton-padded jacket in his life.
The son is different from the daughter. They were his father's biggest enemies in his previous life, and they came to seek revenge from his father in this life.
As the son's age continues to grow, most fathers and sons will communicate less and less, and the intervals between meetings will become longer and longer. The relationship between father and son will become worse and worse. It is better not to meet, but to meet.
It is common for people to start quarreling within a few words.
Of course this is just a joke, but it also reflects the way father and son get along through the ages, and distance creates beauty.
What's more, for a father like He Daqing who has been away for more than ten years, it is good that He Yuzhu and him did not start a fight directly after they met.
"What are you going to do when you come back?"
He Yuzhu lowered his head and stared at the floor tiles on the volunteer corridor. He was silent for a while, and then asked He Daqing beside him.
"Why do you think I'm coming back? Jingru has given birth to a pair of children for you. As a grandfather, I am not allowed to come back to see my own grandson and granddaughter?"
"Then are you still leaving?"
He Yuzhu asked something.
"Walk!"
He Daqing was stunned when he heard He Yuzhu's question. He didn't know how to answer the question, but he thought about it and decided to tell the truth to He Yuzhu.
"Is that woman from Baozhou that good? Is it worth it for you to abandon your son and daughter for so many years for her? Is it worth it for you to raise a son for her instead of raising your own children?"
When He Yuzhu heard He Daqing's words, he felt very angry. He turned around and growled at He Daqing beside him.
"Oh, Zhuzhu, let me ask you, what is it like for you and Jingru to be together?"
He Daqing was unmoved by He Yuzhu's anger and just asked He Yuzhu lightly.
He Yuzhu was stunned when he heard He Daqing's question, thought for a while and said:
"Very good, very happy, very happy, very happy."
He Yuzhu used four adjectives in succession to describe his mood with Qin Jingru, and his old face was filled with a happy smile.
"I feel the same way when I'm with your Aunt Bai. This is probably love!"
When he looked at He Daqing beside him and said that this was probably love, He Yuzhu had a look of constipation on his face.
If He Yuzhu had also traveled through time from later generations, he would definitely have said to He Daqing, "I love your mother and sell my love to you." Unfortunately, He Yuzhu was not the one.
Looking at He Yuzhu's constipated expression, He Daqing continued.
"Actually, I left Sijiu City not only because of your Aunt Bai's matter, but also because I offended someone in Sijiu City, so I ran to Baozhou to protect myself.
Otherwise, I can definitely bring your Aunt Bai's three children to live in Sijiu City.
And now, my enemy is dying, and your Aunt Bai is not in very good health. She won’t live for many years. I will come back then, and I have to come back to teach my eldest grandson the craftsmanship passed down by our old He family.
Woolen cloth."
He Daqing leaned back on the bench and looked up at the ceiling of the hospital corridor.
"If you want to come back, then come back. I won't miss you a bite to eat here. Besides, I can teach my son the cooking skills. There is no need to trouble you."
When He Yuzhu heard that He Daqing wanted to teach his son the family cooking skills, he immediately told He Daqing with disdain.
"You? Haha, it's not that I look down on you. The pillars are just the two sticks in your hands. You can't even cook by yourself. You are teaching my grandson. Are you not afraid of misleading others?"
He Daqing heard He Yuzhu say that he could just teach himself, and said to him disdainfully when he was no longer needed.
"Hey, what do you mean I don't even know how to cook for myself? You always go out and look around. He Yuzhu of the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill is also a well-known figure in the entire Forty-Nine City. How many leaders have asked me to help with cooking!"
Seeing the proud expression on He Yuzhu's face, He Daqing sneered disdainfully.
"Hey, he is a famous figure in the entire Forty-Nine City? Those are all the achievements of your father and me. Don't you know your own level?
Your level can only show off at the middle and lower levels, but it is far from the real top chefs. To tell you the truth, your father and I haven’t taught you the truly top things in our Lao He family!”
"Okay, do you still want to keep a hand with me? I asked why my cooking skills haven't improved much in so many years! I thought it was because my talent was not good enough!"
When He Yuzhu heard that He Daqing still had many things to teach him, he immediately stared at He Daqing in disbelief.
"Did I save it? These real secrets and secrets are all passed down by word of mouth. When I left, your level was too low. Even if I taught you, you wouldn't be able to learn it. As for me, I still keep it with my own son.
?"
He Yuzhu has completely inherited all of He Daqing's characteristics, whether it is dead eyes, thick bags under the eyes or a bad temper. Considering He Yuzhu's usual violent temper, as his father He Daqing is naturally not much better.
Hearing He Yuzhu say that he had spared him, He Daqing was so angry that he wanted to yell at He Yuzhu, but when he turned around and saw He Yuzhu's smiling expression, he instantly knew that he had been fooled, or by his own son.
"You he.……"
"Dad, welcome home."
He Daqing and He Yuzhu, father and son, looked at each other and smiled, letting go of their grudges.
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After Qin Jingru, who stayed in the hospital for a few days and almost recovered, was taken back to the courtyard for confinement.
Qin's father returned to Qinjia Village after Qin Jingru returned to the Siheyuan. He was still busy with the work at home and could not live in the Siheyuan permanently.
Qin's mother stayed in the courtyard with her aunt to take care of Qin Jingru's food, clothing, housing and transportation, and planned to go back after her confinement.
As for He Daqing, apart from playing chess with a few old men he knew before on the street every day, he would also cook food for Qin Jingru in various ways.
I don’t know where He Daqing got the beef and mutton ribs, crucian carp and black fish to make soup for Qin Jingru to supplement nutrition. After cooking, he also took the time to teach He Yuzhu some "secrets" that he had not taught him before.
All he had learned throughout his life was passed on to He Yuzhu.
"When it comes to cooking skills, you still have to look at my uncle He. As expected, the ginger is still spicy. Brother Zhuzi, you are far behind."
Zhang Zhonghua took a piece of meat and put it in his mouth, chewing it carefully, and after swallowing it, he did not forget to stimulate He Yuzhu because his cooking skills were not good.
"Xiaohua, please shut up. It's over now! I talk about it every day. I can't even stop you from eating, right?"
He Yuzhu scolded Zhang Zhonghua with a dark face, then picked up his chopsticks and ate quickly, um, it tasted so good.
This is not the first time such words have popped out of Zhang Zhonghua's mouth, and it is not the first time He Yuzhu has heard it. Looking at He Yuzhu's dark face, Zhang Zhonghua laughed.
"Hey, Brother Zhuzhu, you have to work hard!"
Since He Daqing came back, Zhang Zhonghua has never eaten in the canteen of the steel rolling mill. Every day at noon, he runs back to the courtyard to eat at He's house.
Zhang Zhonghua just ate, and after finishing the meal, he did not forget to irritate He Yuzhu with a few words, which made He Yuzhu very unhappy. Every time Zhang Zhonghua ate from He Daqing's food and provoked him again, He Yuzhu felt very resentful in his heart.
That expression had a feeling of "I used to call you Xiao Tiantian, but now the new person is better than the old one, and I call you Mrs. Niu", which made Zhang Zhonghua very uncomfortable, but so what, the food cooked by He Daqing was delicious and swollen.
What!?
What’s wrong!?
However, He Daqing has taught He Yuzhu everything he has learned throughout his life. It is expected that He Yuzhu's cooking skills will have a period of rapid improvement. As for whether his cooking skills will reach the level of He Daqing?
Zhang Zhonghua thinks that based on He Yuzhu's 250-year-old character, it is probably a bit overwhelming.
Fortunately, He Yuzhu still has a son. If not, he also has a grandson. We must let the He family pass on the family skill of cooking from generation to generation.
Zhang Zhonghua plans to let the fourth generation of the He family cook for him. If he can live long enough, he will not let go of the fifth generation of the He family.
"By the way, your two children haven't been named yet. Have you decided what to call them? It's almost time to register."
Halfway through the meal, Zhang Zhonghua suddenly remembered that the names of the two children had not yet been decided, so he asked He Yuzhu and He Daqing what they thought about the names of the two children.
When He Daqing and He Yuzhu heard Zhang Zhonghua's words, they immediately looked at each other. They had been enjoying themselves during this period, and they really had not discussed this matter.
"Um, this is it."
He Yuzhu put down his chopsticks, sat there and pondered for a while and said:
"I have thought about this before when Jingru was not born. Jingru gave birth to children for our old He family to continue the family line. In order to commemorate Jingru's contribution to our old He family, I think my daughter can be named He Ru."
After hearing He Yuzhu's words, Zhang Zhonghua looked at him with great surprise and some disbelief.
Zhang Zhonghua initially thought that He Yuzhu would name his son Jianguo Jianguo Iron and Steel, and his daughter Cuihua Hehua Dongmei or something like that. Unexpectedly, he named He Ru, which sounded pretty good.
.
"Yes, the girl's name is He Rula. Not only does it sound nice, but it also has meaning. What about the boy?"
He Daqing also nodded and agreed to the name of his granddaughter, and then asked He Yuzhu what name he planned to name himself.
"As for my son, Xiaohua has been very helpful to me in the past two years. My marriage to Jingru can be said to have been brought about by you, Xiaohua. To thank you for your help and your contribution to my marriage to Jingru."
Contribution, I plan to give my son the name He Zhonghua! "
He Yuzhu was very satisfied with the name he chose, and suddenly saw his father He Daqing looking at him with a strange expression.
Then He Yuzhu felt a murderous aura coming from the other side, and turned around to see Zhang Zhonghua gnashing his teeth at him.
