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Chapter 53 The One Dime Storm

(Negative emotion value balance: 116)

Seeing that his son's cooking skills were not inferior to his own, He Daqing's face was full of joy.

Originally, he wanted to cook once in person and let the He Yuzhu brothers and sisters have a taste of his cooking. However, after so many years of hard work, his hand could no longer hold the knife steadily, and the food he cooked was far less good than his son's.

Not long after, an urgent voice came from outside: "Brother, is dad back?"

He Yuzhu ran in furiously and when he saw He Daqing sitting behind the table, he was a little afraid to get close to him and hid behind He Yuzhu.

"What are you afraid of? Isn't this our dad? Haven't you always wanted to see it? Now that it appears in front of you, you don't dare anymore."

He Yuzhu found it a bit funny, and He Daqing beat his chest and feet guiltily.

When I was young, I didn’t know the value of children. As I got older, I started to covet the good things of my children.

Women's feelings are more direct than those of men. After He Yuyu scolded He Daqing, the father and daughter held each other's hands and cried.

After crying, He Yuyu forgave He Daqing who realized his mistake.

He Daqing, who couldn't understand why Yu Yu could forgive him so easily, He Yuzhu forgave him so easily simply because he had never suffered the pain of being abandoned.

But as for He Yuyu, if I'm not mistaken, after He Daqing left, the little girl never believed it and cried and made trouble to find her father.

Now I forgive without any hesitation. Is this the depth of love and the depth of hatred?

Hi! No matter what, the result is always good.

A family of three, reunited and eating together with Meimei.



Mrs. Jia Zhang sat on the bed with a gloomy face, as if she was missing 800 million.

But not that much, ten dollars less.

She counts Jia Zhang's money every few days, and when she counted it today, it was actually ten yuan short.

Because it was not completely stolen, it could only be a domestic thief. This made Jia Zhang look at her three grandchildren as thieves.

Suddenly she heard Xiao Huaihua discussing with Xiao Dang what to buy, and she identified the thief's target.

It must have been Xiaodang and Xiaohuaihua who stole the money. Jia Zhang cursed in her heart: "These two losers actually dare to steal money."

"Xiaodang, Sophora japonica, come here, grandma wants to ask you something."

Xiaodang and Huaihua walked in naturally.

After entering, Mrs. Jia Zhang's expression immediately changed, like a poisonous snake spitting out its core.

"Tell me! Did you two losers steal my money?!"

Xiao Dang directly passed the responsibility: "Xiao Huaihua brought the money, you can ask her."

After saying that, she ran out directly, leaving only the frightened and tearful little Sophora japonica standing next to Jia Zhang's bed.

"Grandma, Grandpa He gave me the money. I really didn't steal the money."

Grandpa He! No need to think about it, Mrs. Jia Zhang also knew that she was talking about He Daqing. This angered her and she threw the little Sophora japonica to the ground with all her strength.

"Okay! Uncle He, Grandpa He, what you call me is really friendly, even more so than my grandma."

The noise of fighting inside caught Qin Huairu's attention.

He hurriedly ran in, helped up the little Sophora japonica that fell to the ground, checked the injuries on his body, and found that his hand was just a little bit broken, so he ignored the little Sophora japonica who was in need of comfort, and instead quarreled directly with Mrs. Jia Zhang

Got up.

"You old man, this is your granddaughter, you can do it."

"You bitch, who knows if this is my granddaughter? She must be a loser you had with some wild guy outside."



The two argued endlessly, ignoring little Huaihua whose voice was hoarse from crying.

He Yuzhu's hearing was now superb, so he could naturally hear the cries of the little Sophora japonica. At first, he thought it was just a minor quarrel and he ignored it.

But now, he has been crying for a long time, and he is a little worried.

"Dad, Rainwater, you guys eat first, I'll go out and take a look."

He Yuzhu opened the door and walked towards the opposite side.

When the door opened, there was a quarrel in the room opposite, which aroused the curiosity of the father and daughter, and they followed He Yuzhu to Qin Huairu's house.

The troublemaker outside the door was still pretending to do his homework. When he saw He Yuzhu coming, he directly gave him a full reward.

"Ding! Negative emotion value +10."

"Shazhu, you are not allowed to come to our house."

He ignored Bangge at all and walked straight in.

After entering the room, the eyes of the two quarreling principals fell on He Yuzhu's face, and there was a brief and strange truce.

"Ding! Negative emotion value +10."

"Ding! Negative emotion value +10."

Only the hoarse cry of little Sophora japonica was left in the house. He Yuzhu walked over and picked up the little Sophora japonica.

"I'll take the child away, you continue."

Qin Huairu was just like a toy being robbed. She ran over and snatched it from He Yuzhu's arms without caring about little Huaihua's feelings.

"This is my child."

He Yuzhu's tone was calm and his voice was not angry or authoritative: "Look at your child, do you think you are worthy of being a mother?"

At this moment, little Huaihua's face is wet with tears and her throat is hoarse. If she continues to cry, her throat may become inflamed.

Behind him, He Yuyu and He Daqing couldn't bear it, and looked at the little Sophora japonica in distress.

Qin Huairu felt a little guilty, but only for a moment.

"No matter what, it is still my child. I decide whether to live or die."

He Daqing, who had just felt the tenderness of his children, couldn't stand it anymore: "Sister-in-law, Qin girl, no matter how much you argue, don't let the child suffer between you two. The child is innocent."

Mrs. Jia Zhang said to Qin Huairu angrily: "Look, the child's grandfather is helping to speak."

Qin Huairu was the one who was on the receiving end of the fire, and of course he would not let Jia Zhang stoke the flames here: "One more thing, just lie in bed and wait to die."

Looking at He Yuzhu and He Yuyu, Qin Huairu's eyes flashed with a trace of resentment, and she shouted loudly to Xiaohuaihua:

"Little Sophora japonica! Stop crying."

The little Sophora japonica was so frightened that she stopped crying.

After the crying stopped, He Yuzhu was ready to send the child to the hospital.

If you stop crying suddenly, you will be unable to breathe for a long time. This is the case for little Sophora japonica.

Her little face turned red. If He Yuzhu hadn't given her one-third of the preliminary strengthening liquid, little Huaihua would have suffocated and fainted.

Seeing the little Sophora japonica taking a breath, He Yuzhu also exhaled.

Qin Huairu saw that the little Sophora japonica had stopped crying and said to the three of them: "Okay, the child won't cry anymore, so I won't bother you and my family."

This was the first time He Daqing saw a child being coaxed like this, and he couldn't help but say: "You...you..."

Suddenly it occurred to me that I was so cruel back then.

He secretly cursed himself for not being human, and made up his mind not to cause trouble to the pillars and rain in the future.

He Yuzhu understands why there is special legislation for children, because it is true that some parents are scum, complete scum.

He remembered a saying, who can be nice to someone who is ruthless and unkind to his own parents?

But the opposite is also true. He is so cruel to his own children. Do you dare to believe that such a person will treat you well?

In this compound, the elder's family has no children.

The second uncle's family only loves the eldest son, and he beats the second and third eldest children indiscriminately. The key is to beat them mercilessly.

The third uncle is even more outrageous. He pays for food, and even if you don’t have money, he won’t let you eat. The third uncle has an account book of the money spent on each child from birth to now.

Thinking about it this way, who dares to say that it is a child's problem that there are all white-eyed wolves in this yard. If there are no white-eyed wolves in this kind of education, it is a bad thing.

Poor Silly Zhu, he opened a nursing home. He thought he was doing good deeds for himself, but he never thought that this was a job that would shorten his life.


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