Siheyuan: The Era of Struggle

Chapter 95 He Daqing

After breakfast, He Yuanchao said a few words to Chu Cheng who escorted him to the door, then rode Chu Cheng's bicycle and started riding towards He Daqing according to the address Si Zhu gave him.

Through the memory of the original owner, He Yuanchao's impression of He Daqing still remained before he became a soldier.

At that time, due to the considerable age difference between the two, the brothers were not particularly close since they were young.

The original owner's impression of He Daqing was that of a cold-tempered, taciturn owner.

But if you see a slightly pretty young daughter-in-law, then you have to say something else. Looking back now, it may be because he was a child, and He Daqing has the attributes of a thief.

But at that time, Shazhu's grandfather was still alive, so he didn't dare to talk about anything. He probably only dared to roll his big eyes and start thinking about it after finishing busy in the kitchen every day.

After he had a daughter-in-law and was made obedient by Silly Zhu's mother, he no longer dared to show off his frivolous side.

Although Silhu's mother was kind to her brother-in-law, she was never soft-hearted when dealing with He Daqing.

Perhaps the memory of the means to deal with him was too deep. From that time on, He Daqing also had a problem with henpecking.

Later, after the original owner became a soldier, apart from receiving a letter telling him that Silly Zhu Niang had passed away, the two brothers basically had no contact with each other anymore, and the original owner's memory of He Daqing also stopped abruptly.

While He Yuanchao was looking through the old memories of the original owner, he would occasionally ask passers-by how to get to the address.

After walking and stopping along the way, and taking a lot of detours, He Yuanchao finally reached He Daqing's residence in Baocheng with great effort.

Standing on the not-so-wide street, looking at the many houses on both sides, He Yuanchao also felt troubled.

Although Sha Zhu had already told him in great detail, several years had passed, and some of the references Sha Zhu had mentioned had already changed beyond recognition.

With so many messy houses, he couldn't tell which one was where He Daqing lived.

After pushing the bicycle around the street and searching around, finally, under the guidance of an out-of-town neighbor, I came to a door that looked relatively clean and tidy.

When He Yuanchao saw Di'er, he didn't hesitate. After parking his bicycle, he took two steps forward and knocked on the door.

"Who is it? Come on, come on, stop knocking."

After He Yuanchao knocked on the door once and received no answer, he raised his hand to knock on the door a second time, when a sharp female voice came from the door.

After waiting for less than a minute, He Yuanchao saw that the door was half opened from the inside.A woman in her 1s, slightly fat and average-looking, stepped in and out of the door. She looked at him suspiciously and said, "What do you do? Why do you want to come to my house?"

"I'm looking for He Daqing. He lives here, right?"

"Here, who are you? Do you have anything to do with him?"

The middle-aged woman who opened the door relaxed a little after hearing the person say He Daqing's name.

I looked the visitor up and down and saw that he was quite well-dressed, and there was a bicycle parked next to him. He didn't look like a poor owner, and then he responded to the visitor's question.

Since He Daqing lives here, the middle-aged woman talking to him at the door must be the white widow who seduced He Daqing's soul.

He Yuan looked at White Widow up and down, but in the end he couldn't see what was so attractive about her.

I don't know what He Daqing was after about the White Widow. He just let Kyoto live a good life, but he had to abandon his family and son to protect the city with the White Widow.

"Hey, where are you looking with your eyes? Who are you? If you have anything to do, tell me immediately. If you keep talking blindly, I'll call someone."

The middle-aged women felt a little uncomfortable when they saw that the visitor not only did not say anything after asking her questions, but instead made fun of him.

Looking at him like a human, I didn't expect that he was also a pervert, and he actually ate my mother's tofu.She is also a boss who is used to being aggressive, how can she bear this cowardice.

He stared at the prude in front of him with evil eyes, and shouted loudly without thinking.

"Are you Li Xiuzhi who lives together with He Daqing?"

I was just thinking about the pervert in front of me. If I didn't tell him that he was ugly, I would give him some powerful White Widow. When I heard that the person could actually call out my name, I immediately stopped thinking about it. posture.

After looking at the person again and confirming that he had no impression of this person, he said with confusion, "First tell me clearly who you are. If you keep pretending to be a ghost, I will really call him."

After confirming that the person in front of him was the White Widow, He Yuanchao stopped talking nonsense.He told the White Widow exactly who he was and why he came here to find out some information from He Daqing.

After hearing the words of this man who claimed to be He Daqing's biological brother, Widow White felt a little unbelievable.

She had been with He Daqing for several years, but she had never heard He Daqing say that she had a biological brother.

But seeing that He Yuanchao was wearing a green military uniform and wearing a watch and a bicycle, he probably didn't look like someone who came to him to get into trouble and fight in the autumn wind.

After carefully weighing it in my mind, I didn’t dare to shut out He Yuanchao like I did with the Silly Zhu brothers and sisters. Instead, I said a little doubtfully: “I don’t know whether what you said is true or not. Qing has gone to work, and there is no way to confirm it. Why don't you go into the hospital and wait, and I'll ask someone to call Qing back."

After hearing what White Widow said, He Yuanchao was not polite. After telling Widow White to call someone quickly, he pushed the bicycle into the courtyard.

Seeing He Yuanchao who didn't regard her as an outsider, Widow White felt a little unhappy, but she didn't embarrass him.

After all, if this person is really He Daqing's younger brother as he said, then judging from his clothes, his life will definitely be good. If it is done well, he might be able to get some benefits from this person. .

After inviting He Yuanchao to sit down on the stool in the courtyard, Widow Bai twisted her waist and went to find someone next door to help call He Daqing.

"Okay, you can just wait for a while, I've already sent someone to ask Da Qing to come back."

After a short time, the white widow who went to look for someone next door returned to the courtyard and said cheerfully to He Yuanchao, who was sitting on a chair in the courtyard messing around.

After saying that, seeing that He Yuanchao didn't say anything and just nodded to herself, Widow White did not care about the person who came to her door to bring benefits to her in order to succeed in her little plan.

Instead, while complaining about the difficult life with He Daqing, he moved a small stool over to the corner, placed it next to He Yuanchao, and sat on it.

At first, she didn't talk to each other, and she started talking to He Yuanchao, who didn't pay much attention to her.

The White Widow wasted more than two kilograms of Xingzi by spitting it out, but she couldn't get anything useful out of He Yuanchao's mouth.For a moment, I was a little annoyed, and I couldn't help cursing in my heart: "What the hell? I can talk to you for a while, just to give you face. You are a piece of shit that was shot down, but you don't know how to show appreciation. You are really a piece of shit." I can’t get to the table.”

After cursing in her heart, the white widow no longer wanted to talk to He Yuanchao, who was sitting there with a straight face, dealing with her.

After telling him to wait here, the White Widow made a face, wiped herself and went back to the house.

Seeing the white widow with a displeased look on her face entering the room, He Yuanchao didn't pay attention.

She still wanted to get a trick out of him with her modest skills, but she didn't know who gave her the confidence.

How could He Yuanchao not see the little thoughts of the White Widow? It was just that he didn't want to get angry with a widow.

He would talk to He Daqing about anything, and bullying the widow was not something he, He Yuanchao, could do.

Besides, there is He Daqing here after all. Although He Yuanchao doesn't want to see his eldest brother, whom he has never met, he is a compatriot after all. He Yuanchao doesn't want to embarrass He Daqing too much if it is not necessary.

After the brief contact just now, He Yuanchao finally understood that this white widow was not an easy master to deal with.

It is estimated that He Daqing's life has been in dire straits in the past few years.

He came here this time just to figure out some things, not to cause trouble for He Daqing, so he didn't make things worse for He Daqing.

Otherwise, if he had just said a few words about White Widow, then I guess White Widow would have vented her anger on He Daqing in the end.

Just as He Yuanchao was imagining He Daqing being punished and dryly waiting for this eldest brother he had only seen in the memory of the original owner, a rush of footsteps reached He Yuanchao's ears from outside the hospital. inside.

After He Yuanchao heard the sound, he just set his eyes on the gate and saw a middle-aged man in his 40s hurriedly walking in outside the courtyard gate.

As soon as the man entered the courtyard, he walked straight in front of He Yuanchao who had already stood up. After looking him up and down, he hesitated and said: "Daliang, is that you?"

He Daqing was chatting with some old ladies in the canteen of his work unit in the morning when he suddenly saw his neighbor's second son hurried to the canteen to look for him.

He thought something had happened to his White Widow, and he was anxiously trying to find out. Unexpectedly, the second son next door who came to him spoke first: "Uncle Qing, come back quickly. Let’s take a look at home, my aunt said some of your biological brothers came to see you from Kyoto.”

After hearing the words of the second son next door, He Daqing was immediately shocked, and in his mind he couldn't help but think of his dull brother who had been a soldier for more than ten years.

There has been no news for more than ten years. He Daqing always thought that his disobedient brother had died on the battlefield, but he did not expect that he was still alive. Not only was he alive, he also touched the door of his own home.

Thinking of this, He Daqing no longer bothered to ask for leave from his boss. After saying "help him ask for leave" to the old ladies next to him, he hurried home from the work unit.

As he walked, he was still wondering whether his brother He Daliang was here.

When he arrived home, as soon as he entered the courtyard and saw He Yuanchao sitting on the chair, he no longer had any doubts.

Although the man standing up in front of him is taller and stronger than before, his appearance has not changed much from when he left as a soldier.

The only thing that made him feel something was wrong was that the He Daliang in front of him seemed different from before. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell it for the moment.

"What's the matter? After living a comfortable life for so many years, you don't even want to recognize your only biological brother?"

Looking at He Daqing, who had hardly changed in front of him or in his memory, He Yuanchao teased somewhat unhappily.

"No, how can you? It's just that after so many years, you have changed a lot, and you didn't dare to confirm it for a while. How can you say that you deny it? Daliang, where did you start saying this?"

After hearing what He Yuanchao said, He Daqing explained a little sarcastically.

"Where can I tell you? When the Zhuzi brothers and sisters came to Baocheng to find you."

"I wasn't at home at the time. I really didn't know they were coming to find me. Xiuzhi only told me about this later."

Hearing that this younger brother seemed to be looking for a place for his nephews, He Daqing quickly excused himself.

Humph……

After hearing what He Daqing said, He Yuanchao snorted softly, believing what He Daqing said.

Mainly because he didn't want to get into trouble with He Daqing on this matter. After all, it had already happened, and it was useless to say anything now.

But the only thing that made He Yuanchao feel a little admired was that He Daqing only came to protect the city to lick his White Widow alone. Unlike Silly Zhu later, it was not enough to lick Widow Qin by himself, and he had to drag his son and Lou Xiao'e, in this regard, He Daqing is much better than Silly Zhu.

Looking at his brother He Daliang in front of him, he snorted and said nothing else, knowing that he had let the matter go.

Somehow, He Daqing suddenly felt relaxed.

He had not seen this younger brother He Daliang for more than ten years. Now that he saw him suddenly, He Daqing felt a little afraid of this younger brother for some reason.

"Maybe this kid has killed people on the battlefield and has gained strength."

After He Daqing found a reason in his heart to comfort himself, he said to He Yuanchao, who was standing in front of him with a straight face: "Daliang, come all the way to my place, must something be wrong? Come on, let's sit down and talk slowly. , I was also wondering how you came here these past ten years."

After saying that, he sat down on the stool that the white widow had just brought over.

After seeing He Yuanchao sitting down, He Daqing couldn't wait and asked what happened after He Yuanchao left as a soldier.

He Yuanchao, who had just sat down, heard that He Daqing had already asked about his experiences over the years before he could ask what he wanted to know.

After thinking that I had found the rightful owner anyway, I was not in a hurry. I picked up what I could tell and briefly told He Daqing what happened in the past few years since he became a soldier.

After listening to his younger brother talk about his several narrow escapes on the battlefield and his meritorious service, He Daqing couldn't help but think of the faces of the people in the courtyard when He Daliang left as a soldier.

At this moment, he couldn't wait to bring all those people who said depressing things back then to have a good look at them.

The dull boy who they said would never come back is now not only alive and well with no missing arms or legs, but he has also made meritorious service and become an officer.

(End of this chapter)