Siheyuan: Traveling through three years to gain the power of a palm

It’s a pity that he can’t move now, otherwise he would definitely beat Liu Guangfu up severely, then report to the police and send Liu Guangfu, the bastard who dared to poison his own father, to jail.

You said that after he is sent in, what will happen if he has no son to take care of him in his old age?

Liu Haizhong has finally come to terms with it. None of his three sons are useful.

The boss fled far away and his whereabouts are unknown.

The second brother repented in prison.

The third brother is even more ambitious.

No matter which one is left behind, not everyone may be willing to support him in his old age.

Fortunately, he still has apprentices such as Bu Xiaozi, and the issue of retirement care can be handed over to them in the future.

Although he thought so, Liu Haizhong could only think about it, he couldn't do anything.

When Aunt Meng came back, she looked at her swollen cheeks among her bangs and felt puzzled.

"Guangfu, why is your father's face so swollen?"

"I don't know. It might be a normal reaction for a vegetative person."

Although Aunt Meng was puzzled, she did not ask any further questions.

Today is the 27th day of the 12th lunar month, tomorrow is the 28th day, and the day after tomorrow is New Year's Eve. (Some years don't have New Year's Eve.)

Tomorrow is also a holiday for the steel mill, so we only have to work half a day.

"Guangfu, when you come back tomorrow, let's prepare for the New Year."

"Yeah, I got it, Mom."

Other families are also discussing the New Year's Eve arrangements.

The past two years have been tough, and some families haven't even had a good New Year's celebration. This year, things have recovered, and they're definitely going to have a good time. (Other places haven't been able to recover as quickly, but the recovery of supplies in the city of Beijing may be a bit faster.)

This is how the Jia family is. Qin Huairu counted the inheritance left by Jia Dongxu and the money she had saved in the past two months.

"We can have a good New Year this year."

Bang Geng looked at the stacks of cash and couldn't help asking, "Mom, can we make more dumplings this year? I want to eat pure meat filling."

Xiao Dang also looked at it expectantly. Qin Huairu calculated and said, "No problem. This year we will make more dumplings and eat them until we are full."

Hearing this, Bang Geng and the others cheered and jumped for joy. This was the first time he had heard such words in all these years.

Looking at her children playing on the bed, Qin Huairu also showed joy from the bottom of her heart.

She turned her head and saw Jia Dongxu's portrait.

"Dongxu, it would be great if you were here. Our family could live a good life."

At the He family, Sha Zhu and his son were also discussing matters concerning the New Year.

In fact, only Sha Zhu was talking, and no one knew what He Daqing was thinking.

"Dad, our family has been really unlucky this year. I suggest we make it a little more lively and festive to drive away the bad luck. What do you think?"

He Daqing did not respond immediately.

"Dad? Dad? Lao Deng, what are you thinking about!"

Sha Zhu shouted, pulling He Daqing back from his fantasy.

"Oh, I was thinking about what you meant by lively. How can we make it lively? There are only a few of us in our family."

This question also stumped Sha Zhu. During every festival in the courtyard, the Jiang family would definitely be the most lively one because they had a large family.

But there are seven people in Sha Zhu's family, how can it be lively?

"Why don't we make the New Year's Eve dinner more sumptuous and add more delicious food," He Yushui suggested.

Everyone nodded. This was a good idea. After all, their family wasn't afraid to spend money these days, so for the sake of festivity and good luck, it wouldn't matter if they spent a little more.

At the Yan family, Yan Bugui felt a little sad when he saw the dead fish.

"Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, why can't you hold on for two more days? The New Year is coming soon, and you're leaving now, ah!"

Fish: You don’t even feed me!

"Old Yan, what should we do with this fish?" asked Aunt Yang.

"Of course I processed it and saved it for the New Year. It's freezing cold now, so I'm not afraid of it going bad."

This made the Yan family children a little disappointed. They thought they could have some meat before the New Year. Sure enough, they still underestimated Yan Bugui's stingy character.

The Jiang family had already discussed the issue of celebrating the New Year, and they just needed to do it better than in the past two years.

Late at night, Jiang Fan came to Liu's house again.

It’s still the same old process, and then rescue measures are taken on the bangs.

"Let's do it again tomorrow, and wake Liu Haizhong up on New Year's Eve. The scene of a loving father and a filial son is naturally more interesting to watch when there are many people around. Liu Haizhong, please don't let me down."

On the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, dawn broke.

Lying on the bed, his fingers moved slightly in his bangs, but no one noticed.

In the blink of an eye, it was afternoon, and the people at the steel mill received their wages and benefits and went home for their annual leave.

Liu Guangfu also received his salary for two days of work. It wasn’t much, just a few dollars, but it made him happy for a while.

After returning home, Liu Guangfu accompanied Aunt Meng to buy things, and after coming back, he helped to deal with New Year's affairs.

He is a perfect example of a good son, but except for Liu Haizhong lying on the bed, no one knows that this seemingly harmless young man is actually a bastard who killed his father.

Liu Haizhong tried to move his fingers. He had just woken up in the morning and discovered that his fingers could move slightly. But it was only for a moment, and he couldn't do anything else.

However, this was a great encouragement to Liu Haizhong, giving him hope for recovery. If he could move his fingers today, he would be able to move his arms and legs in the future.

Sooner or later, he will let Liu Guangfu know what a father is!

……

At night, Jiang Fan came to the Liu family again.

It was the same operation, this time he wanted to cure Liu Haizhong, and even gave Liu Haizhong some status. Otherwise, after lying down for so long, he was really afraid that Liu Haizhong would not be Liu Guangfu's opponent.

Being able to do all this is naturally attributed to Jiang Fan’s efforts and a little bit of system rewards.

Compared to the system rewards that often include various talismans and props, Jiang Fan sometimes feels that the things given by this system are really disappointing.

He had to do a lot of things by himself, and he would have to work for half the night just to make a talisman for other time travelers.

But it's better than having nothing. If there was no system, he would probably still be fighting wits and courage with Yi Zhonghai and the old deaf man.

"It's all right now. Just wait until tomorrow to watch the show."

Jiang Fan returned home, looked at his sleeping wife, found a comfortable position and lay down. Fortunately, his wife was sleeping soundly.

The crackling sound of firecrackers rang out, and the air was immediately filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Jiang Fan looked at the time. It was just past five o'clock, so he was not in a hurry to go back to sleep.

In the city, there is no need to get up so early today, especially in this day and age.

In his previous life, he would have gotten up at this time, taken a basket and followed his elders to the wheat field to ask for food.

Now, it's not necessary, and it seems it's not really allowed. If you get caught, you might not be charged, but I'm just worried about someone bringing up the past years later.

Chapter 553: Liu Haizhong Awakens

After breakfast, everyone started to put up Spring Festival couplets.

There aren’t so many fancy things nowadays, such as “safe travel, prosperous livestock, and good harvest”.

There are only Spring Festival couplets, door paintings and blessing characters, so it is quick to put them up.

Just after Jiang Fan pasted the last word "Fu", he looked at the time.

"almost."

He quickly ran to the backyard and looked at Xu Damao who was still busy.

"Brother, you came at the right time. Give me a hand."

Xu Damao was not polite and directly ordered Jiang Fan to work.

"You are so rude. On such a nice day, I come to your house and you ask me to work."

Jiang Fan grabbed a handful of melon seeds and put them in his pocket, then started to work.

"We're close friends, so being polite to you wouldn't be normal. Besides, you must have been busy with things at home, so you're here to help."

Xu Damao smiled.

Jiang Fan really wanted to say that he was wrong this time and he came to the backyard to watch the show.

Two minutes later, Liu Guangfu, who had finished pasting the Spring Festival couplets, was drinking tea and eating melon seeds at home.

He didn't notice at all that there was a fat man with a sullen face standing behind him.

Liu Haizhong was awake for a few minutes, but he had been lying down for so long that his body felt a little sluggish, so he needed to adapt briefly.

Also, his condition was not very good. If Jiang Fan hadn't added some ingredients to him, he would probably have fainted again after waking up and moving a few times.

"I've only been working two days and it's already New Year's Day off. I'm pretty lucky. It's just a pity."

"What's a pity?"

"It's a pity that I didn't succeed in becoming your disciple, otherwise I would..."

Liu Guangfu's eyes widened instantly. The voice sounded familiar.

It's not a female voice, it's a male voice.

But the only men in my family are me and that old man named Deng from Liu Haizhong.

Could it be?

Liu Guangfu couldn't believe his own guess, but the dangerous aura behind him forced him to admit one thing: his father had woken up!

"Dad? Are you awake?"

Liu Guangfu's voice was trembling, his teeth were chattering, and the fear on his face could not be hidden.

He was scared because he didn't know when Liu Haizhong woke up and whether he heard his outrageous words.

Especially the fact that he poisoned someone, if anyone heard about it, he would be finished.

Although he can be said to be Liu Haizhong's only son now, he doesn't dare to bet whether Liu Haizhong will let him go for the sake of retirement.

"What are you afraid of?"

Liu Haizhong's voice was low and cold. Not to mention the anger, Liu Guangfu felt a palpitation when he looked into his eyes.

"Are you disappointed that I'm not dead? Are you reluctant to see me wake up? Are you afraid that your poisoning of me will be exposed?"

Bang!

Liu Guangfu fell to the ground and the chair also fell to the ground.

It's over, he knows, he knows everything.

Boundless fear spread in Liu Guangfu's heart. He seemed to have foreseen his own ending: imprisonment, and then being sent away by a peanut.

"Guangfu, what's wrong with you? Did you break anything?"

Aunt Meng pushed the door open and saw Liu Haizhong standing up. She couldn't help but exclaimed, "Ah! Lao Liu? You, you're okay? You're standing up?"

Aunt Meng immediately ran to Liu Haizhong's side, looking him up and down, her expression extremely excited. Once Liu Haizhong stood up, her life would be much better.

Looking at his wife who had been with him for decades, Liu Haizhong patted her hands. In this world, the only person who truly cared about him was probably his wife.

Thinking of this, an unprecedented tenderness appeared in Liu Haizhong's eyes. This surprised Aunt Meng for a while. The last time she saw Liu Haizhong like this was when they were dating.

"My dear, God bless me. If I wake up, not only can I see you again, but I can also deal with this beast who poisoned me!"

Liu Haizhong's tone changed from gentle to stern in just a moment, and an astonishing chill erupted from his body.

Aunt Meng was even more dumbfounded by this sentence. What does it mean to be a beast who poisoned Lao Liu?

Didn’t Old Liu fall into a coma due to anger?