Courtyard House: My Wife is Xu Huizhen

After leaving home in the morning, he went straight to Widow Bai. When he heard He Daqing say that his son knew about their affair, Widow Bai was also startled.

Then they discussed the previous proposal: Widow Bai would take her two sons and He Daqing and leave the capital for Baoding.

He Daqing had been hesitant and hadn't made up his mind whether to leave with the White Widow.

But now that even Sha Zhu knows, this matter can't be delayed any longer. After discussing it, the two made a decisive decision to leave the capital as soon as possible.

Anyway, He Daqing is a skilled cook, so he can live a comfortable life wherever he goes.

He took a bunch of keys from his waist, found the smallest one to unlock the desk, then pulled open a drawer and rummaged through it.

"Hey, where did the deposit slip go?"

He Daqing was very puzzled. Only he had the key to this drawer. He clearly put the deposit slip in here, so how come it was gone?

"Silly Zhu, silly Zhu."

He Daqing shouted a couple of times, and when He Yuzhu walked from the outer room to the threshold, he asked, "Did you touch the passbook in this drawer?"

He Yuzhu asked with a smile, "Why are you looking for the deposit slip? Are you going to buy me a rickshaw?"

"Why would you want a foreign car? You want a foreign car? I don't even have one myself. If you're tired of walking, you can take the bus."

He Daqing asked, "I'm asking about the deposit slip in your drawer. Did you take it?"

Nothing else in the house was missing, and the small lock was intact, but the deposit slip was gone. It can only be said that He Yuzhu, that unfilial son, took the deposit slip.

Instead of answering, He Yuzhu asked, "Why are you looking for your deposit slip at this time? Do you want to withdraw the money and give it to Widow Bai?"

When He Yuzhu hit the nail on the head, He Daqing looked a little embarrassed, but he quickly recovered and scolded, "You little brat, you're not learning anything good. Mind your own business. Do you think you can take that deposit slip? Give it to me right now."

He Yuzhu asked, "You tell me first, are you going to marry the White Widow?"

He Daqing was furious. Sha Zhu had actually taken the family's savings certificate, which was 350 million yuan, more than a year's salary for him.

Enraged, He Daqing picked up a stool and started hitting He Yuzhu.

"You unfilial son, I might as well beat you to death."

Chapter 4: Confronting He Daqing

He Yuzhu was always trying to prevent any accidents from happening, after all, he had taken all the money out of the house and hidden it away, any parent would be angry.

Unexpectedly, He Daqing reacted so violently that he immediately grabbed a stool and threw it at him.

He Yuzhu quickly pulled the door open, slammed the stool behind it, then locked the door latch, took the lock and hung it on, locking He Daqing inside.

He Daqing was stunned for a moment, then came over and pulled hard on the door, but the door could no longer be opened from the inside.

He Daqing was furious and shouted, "Silly Zhu, you little brat, are you looking for death?"

He Yuzhu clapped his hands: "Can we have a proper talk now?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? You little brat, open the door right now, or I'll beat you to death!" He Daqing, who was inside, was so angry that he paced around in circles and threatened him directly.

He Yuzhu smiled and said, "Calm down, let's talk this out calmly."

"You little brat, you're driving me crazy..."

He Daqing himself was not well-educated, and his mouth was full of shrewish cursing.

He Yuzhu laughed and said, "You are my biological father, my ancestor for eighteen generations, so aren't you your ancestor for seventeen generations? Go ahead and curse them, and see if they come looking for you later."

"you..."

He Daqing immediately lost his temper and managed to utter, "How could I have such an unfilial son like you?"

He Yuzhu asked, "Can we have a proper talk now?"

He Daqing was currently locked inside and couldn't get out. He was seething with anger but couldn't vent it, so he said curtly:

"What's there to talk about?"

He Yuzhu asked, "Is what happened between you and the White Widow true?"

"Of course not, didn't I say that's just people making things up?" He Daqing certainly wouldn't admit it directly; how could he possibly tell his son about such a thing?

He Yuzhu smiled and said, "Isn't that right? Should I go and confront them?"

"you..."

He Daqing immediately lost his temper, sighed and said, "Fine, fine, I'm scared of you. Your father is already over 30 years old and has raised you and your sister for so many years. Can't I find a widow?"

Since he had already brought it up, He Daqing directly admitted it and told He Yuzhu about some things.

He Yuzhu could understand why He Daqing would choose to live with a widow. After all, in the TV series, He Daqing and the widow lived together for twenty or thirty years until the widow died, at which point her son abandoned him because he could no longer earn money.

It was only after Xu Damao went to Baocheng that he brought the person back.

He Daqing had only been at peace for a few days when he set his sights on Lou Xiao'e's mother, spending every day in her vicinity.

And you know what? This fondness for widows remained even in his old age.

He Daqing briefly explained the situation, then asked, "What about the money in the savings account?"

He Yuzhu said, "I've already taken it out and hidden it. This is the money I'll use for my future wedding."

"Who can spend over 300 million yuan on a wedding?" He Daqing was furious.

He Yuzhu said, "I can't even buy a bicycle. I think this is not enough."

Currently, many factories are too small in scale and have low production capacity, with a single bicycle costing as much as 300 million yuan.

"you..."

He Daqing was so frustrated inside the house that he regretted not acting sooner; he should have just taken the passbook.

"What do you mean, 'I'? I'm 16 years old this year, it's time for me to find a wife, what family doesn't get some things?"

Before liberation, some people got married at the age of thirteen or fourteen, but most of them didn't get married until they were fifteen or sixteen. Now that He Yuzhu said this, He Daqing had nothing to say.

He Daqing took a deep breath and gritted his teeth, saying, "Fine, here's the money. I've also found you a mentor. Work hard at Taifeng Restaurant from now on, and I won't ask you about anything else."

He Yuzhu understood something in his heart. Judging from the tone of his voice, it seemed that He Daqing wanted to run away.

However, this suited my taste perfectly, so I didn't ask any further questions.

Then she said, "What about my sister? She's only seven years old and hasn't started elementary school yet."

“Rainwater?” When He Yushui was mentioned, He Daqing immediately lost his temper. He had hesitated before because Shazhu was only 16 years old and was so silly that he didn’t know if he could make a good life.

In addition, Yushui is only 7 years old this year and will be able to go to primary school after summer. If we leave Beijing at this time, it would really be a bit unfair to Yushui.

However, since ancient times, men have been favored over women, so He Yushui will at most cry and make a fuss for a while before accepting that she is leaving.

"I have my own arrangements for the rain; you don't need to worry about it."

Hearing this, He Yuzhu realized that He Daqing was indeed planning to leave. After thinking for a moment, he said, "It's settled then. The money will be mine from now on, and you won't have to worry about me when I get married."

"You little brat, you're making me so angry."

When the topic of money came up, He Daqing cursed again, his heart bleeding inwardly. Was it easy to save up 350 million? It would take at least two years to save up that much money.

Thinking of this, her hatred for Sha Zhu intensified. She figured she might as well not have this stupid son.

He Yuzhu suddenly asked, "Dad, are all four of our houses registered in your name?"

"Yes, what's wrong?" He Daqing didn't understand He Yuzhu's meaning for a moment.

He Yuzhu said, "Why don't you transfer the house to my name? That way, we can avoid any unexpected situations in the future. Besides, I'm the only boy in the He family. If you don't leave it to me, who will you leave it to?"

At that time, there was no tradition of dividing the family property when a girl got married. Of course, the father was not without contribution; the dowry was compensation for the girl.

Therefore, it's not unreasonable for He Yuzhu to transfer the house to his own name right now.

He Daqing thought about it and figured that since he was going to leave anyway, there wouldn't be any problem transferring the house to his son's name.

"Alright, hurry up and open the door, I'll go to the management committee with you."

At that time, the two administrative organs of street offices and neighborhood committees had not yet been established. After liberation, various management committees were established in Beijing to manage the daily affairs of residents.

He Yuzhu said, "Then I'll open the door for you, but you can't hit me, otherwise your affair with Widow Bai..."

"You brat, you actually dared to threaten your old man?"

Although He Daqing was very angry, he could only curse verbally because his foolish son had a handle on him.

She was afraid that if she really hit her mentally challenged son, he would stubbornly make a big fuss, and her affair with the White Widow would be exposed, making it impossible for her to sneak away.

He Yuzhu just smiled, then opened the door. Afraid of going back on his word with Da Qing, he quickly ran into the courtyard.

He Daqing walked out of the house with a cold face, holding the house deed, and then walked away without saying a word.

He Yuzhu followed at a distance and they arrived at the management committee together.

Because they were father and son, the management committee readily transferred the property deed to He Yuzhu's name.

Once outside, He Daqing huffed and puffed, "Give me 100,000 yuan, and I'll buy some groceries and cook you a nice meal tonight."

Chapter 5 He Daqing's Escape

He Yuzhu hesitated for a moment, then took out 10 yuan from his pocket and handed it over.

Judging from what he said, today is the last supper. He Daqing's cooking skills are quite good, but unfortunately, he usually makes He Yuzhu cook at home, ostensibly for exercise, but actually just because he's lazy.