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Chapter 2333: Scolding “Boss Xie” for being selfish!
A few friends played around for a while, and when they were tired, they all collapsed on the bed.

"Huh~" Xie Wanghe was also breathing heavily.

"Why are you here?"

"Aunt Hong just came to my house and said some strange things. I thought you were in trouble again!" Xia Fenghua had nothing to do with the girl and rested her head on Xie Wanghe's belly.

"Then I just wanted to come over to ask, and I happened to run into them!"

"Oh~" Xie Wanghe almost guessed why his mother went to the Xia family.

I guess it was some subtle changes in me that made my mother feel a little abnormal. She must have thought that I had gotten into trouble at school again.

We watched some cartoons in the evening, and when the commercials came on, a few of us ran outside to play, swinging on the swings, playing marbles, and fanning foreign paintings. We chased each other and had a lot of fun.

Then their mothers would come and pick them up by the ears and take them home.

"Wanghe, go to bed early. Your dad will be back in a few days, so don't cause any trouble. Also, you behaved well today. You knew to put away the dishes after dinner. Our Wanghe is the best!"

“I know~” Xie Wanghe felt somewhat helpless about the tone of his mother coaxing the child.

But he didn't go to sleep directly, but was thinking about how to deal with this cheap old man.

……

To the west of Huajie is Dongda Street, and both are important parts of the Dutianmiao Historical and Cultural District. There are more than 30 cultural relics sites in the Dutianmiao Cultural Street District, including the former residence of Zhou Xinfang, the former residence of Lang Jingshan, the Dutianmiao, the Pilu Temple and other landmarks.

As well as many former residences of celebrities, it carries the memories of countless old Qingjiangpu people.

For example, Mei Cheng, a poet and writer of the Western Han Dynasty, wrote "Seven Hairs"; Wu Cheng'en: a master of novels in the Ming Dynasty, and "Journey to the West" is one of the four great masterpieces of China; Han Xin, a famous military strategist of the Western Han Dynasty, and of course our beloved grandfather.

Today is the weekend.

A few friends are walking on Flower Street.

"Wanghe, are we really not going to get watermelons this time?" Xia Fenghua tilted her head, unable to understand why Xie Wanghe changed his mind. Everything had been planned before.

It's so hot today, my mouth is watering just thinking about the sweet watermelon.

"What are you doing? It's okay if it hits us, but Xingchi's butt will definitely be beaten to a pulp!" Xie Wanghe made up an excuse.

"Tsk, I'm not afraid!" Shao Xingchi curled his lips.

Xia Fenghua immediately said: "You are just being stubborn!"

"I don't know who cried for his parents when he was beaten!"

"I heard it in the front yard~"

"Xia Fenghua, don't talk nonsense!" Boys around ten years old are most concerned about their reputation, not to mention Shao Xingchi who is somewhat sensitive.

"Come after me, come after me!"

"I want to see where you run~"

The two of them were playing and fighting, and Zhou Haikuo beside them also joined in.

Although Xie Wanghe had integrated his memories, he was still jumping around on the street, so it was a little difficult to see at this time, so he didn't run after him.

Walking on the street by myself.

He just made up an excuse just now. In fact, he didn't want to do any of these crooked things.

We are all neighbors, even the boatmen know "Boss Xie". In the end, even if the watermelon is caught, his family will have to pay for it. So what's the point of going through all this trouble?
"Wanghe, is your father coming back today?"

"Well, it seems like I'm back today~"

"Wanghe, come and try this fresh melon. Go back and tell your dad, Boss Xie, that your brother Zhuzi can't continue his studies. When he was a kid, he always took you out to play. Can you let Zhuzi go on the boat?"

Xie Wanghe was somewhat overwhelmed by the enthusiasm of the auntie selling fruit.

"Uh... Aunt Hu, what I say doesn't count!"

"I'm leaving first~" With lightning speed, Xie Wanghe put down the melon and turned to run.

You have to run.

Huajie was once prosperous because of the canal. During the Ming and Qing Dynasties, high-ranking officials and merchants traveling from south to north would disembark at the Shuipu Gate. Huajie was the only way for people waiting to pass through the gate, so the business was prosperous and crowded with merchants.

Although it has become somewhat deserted in recent years, Hanamachi is still the most important commercial street in Mizuura. But...what time is it now?
The Beijing-Shanghai Expressway is about to open. By then, the transportation industry that originally relied on the canal will definitely decline slowly. Going on a ship to make a living at this time is no less than choosing civil engineering and journalism in the college entrance examination 25 years later.

He himself is thinking about how to get this cheap father ashore to change his career, and you still want your son to get on board at this time?

"Huh~" After running for a while, he stopped. At this time, he could see from afar that Xia Fenghua and a few others were playing and fighting on the shore.

I didn't go there either. Instead, I stood on the Huajie Street holding the railing of the pier bridge, as if I could see the hustle and bustle and prosperity of those years.

The cries of hawkers, the elderly people sitting around chatting, the children laughing and chasing each other, and the sound of dock workers calling mice, all fill the tranquility with vibrant life, creating a unique atmosphere of human life.

Although it has gone through a century of vicissitudes, the snacks are still as colorful as ever: Wenlou soup dumplings, vegetable steamed dumplings, fried dumplings, beef wontons, shredded pork noodles, Huangqiao sesame cakes, fried dough sticks, Pulou tea fried dough sticks, fried dough twists, crispy dough sticks, glutinous rice and sweet lotus roots... and so many more that you can't see or eat them all.

Xie Wanghe subconsciously quickened his pace, mainly because he smelled the fragrance and felt a little hungry.

"Dahuazi, wait for me~"

A day of crazy fun just passed like this.

The compound was crowded in the afternoon, and everyone even brought out the prepared meals, waiting for Xie Tiancheng and Xia Maotian to come back. Everyone was talking and laughing lively, and the neighbors seemed particularly harmonious.

Xie Wanghe had a big move in mind, planning to give this cheap father a surprise later, and even began to silently move his hands and feet in case he would not be unable to perform the move when the time comes.

"Are they all there?" At this time, a rough voice came from the door, attracting everyone's attention.

"Tiancheng is back!"

"Thank you, uncle!" Xia Fenghua and several children quickly surrounded him.

"father!"

"Thank you, uncle~"

"Come, come, these are snacks from Tianjin, don't rush to grab them, we've got them all!" Xie Tiancheng was wearing sunglasses, the big gold watch on his wrist was shining in the sun, he had a bright smile and his voice was as loud as a bell, he was full of energy and vigor.

Huh~
Suddenly I realized something was not right. Where was that little brat who usually jumped three feet high when he saw me come back?
After searching around for a while, I finally saw Xie Wanghe.

Although he felt something was wrong, he did not think much about it. Boss Xie retracted his gaze and distributed gifts to everyone. He also distributed the freight earned this time according to their shares. Needless to say, the atmosphere was even more exciting when he saw the money.

Then everyone started eating and drinking, talking and laughing until evening came. However, when Xie Tiancheng mentioned the idea of ​​changing to a larger boat, the scene suddenly became a little subtle.

You looked at me, I looked at you, and almost no one spoke, especially Shao Bingyi, who was wearing a white shirt, with dissatisfaction already showing on his face.

"I..." Just as he was about to say something, he was stopped by his wife Lucy Liu.

And the opportunity Xie Wanghe had been waiting for finally came!
"Dad!" He spoke for the first time that night.

"What are you doing?" Xie Tiancheng was a little annoyed. "The shoes you want are in the bag!"

"I don't want shoes!"

"You are so selfish!"

Xie Wanghe's shocking words startled everyone, and the place was almost completely silent, with only the chirping of crickets and poultry filling the night sky.

"Gudong~" Xia Maocai even swallowed his saliva.

Is this kid crazy?
Xie Tiancheng was also stunned for several seconds. When he came to his senses, anger rushed into his mind. He looked around, pulled out the belt from his waist and rushed over.

"You little bastard, I'll beat you to death!"

"Hey, hey, hey, Mr. Xie, please don't hit the child!" Naturally, others had to stop them.

And Xie Wanghe couldn't just stand there and wait to be beaten, so he took advantage of his small size and ran around.

"Wang He, apologize to your father immediately!"

"You little bastard, why am I so selfish?"

Xie Tiancheng is a generous person, and the four words "selfish" almost hit him in the lungs.

After chasing for a while without catching up, he finally panted and gritted his teeth: "You bastard, if you don't tell me the reason today, I'll break your legs!"

To be continued...

(End of this chapter)