1959Siheyuan, a Turnaround

Chapter 331: Familiar yet strange courtyard

The next day was the weekend, and the workers in the courtyard were all resting and did not have to go to work.

As soon as daybreak came, the courtyard gradually became lively.

He Daqing was sleeping soundly in the house he was renting, but was awakened by the noisy sounds in the yard.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes and gradually regained consciousness.

It was the familiar yet unfamiliar hustle and bustle of the courtyard in the early morning, as if carrying a special smell of fireworks.

He Daqing listened carefully and found out that it was Yang Ruihua from the Yan family across the street who was calling Yan Jiefang to get up.

"Jiefang, hurry up and get up. The sun is shining on your butt. You are the laziest one in the family."

"Mom, I don't have to go to school, so just let me sleep a little longer." Yan Jiefang's voice was muffled and full of reluctance.

"Sleep, sleep, sleep. All you do is sleep. Look at all the kids in the hospital. Who is as lazy as you?"

"Okay, I'll get up now..."

After a while, Yang Ruihua's voice stopped. It must be that Yan Jiefang had gotten up.

He Daqing stretched and sat up, looking out the window with a smile on his face.

The scene of the family sitting together for dinner last night appeared in front of his eyes. The atmosphere was harmonious and the children were all very kind to him.

The filial piety of the brother and sister Sha Zhu and Yu Shui made him feel warm inside. Also, there was the chubby grandson and the sensible daughter-in-law Chen Lanxiang. All of these made him immersed in this happiness and a little dazed, as if all this was not real.

But when he thought back to his life with the White Widow in Baocheng, the difference was too great.

In the first few years they lived together, they were indeed inseparable, but as time went on, conflicts began to arise.

He wanted to have a child with the White Widow, but when he expressed this idea, the White Widow was extremely unhappy. She said that she already had two sons and firmly disagreed with having another child.

Since then, the two have been quarreling constantly and their lives have been a mess.

Sometimes he also realized that the White Widow just wanted him to help her raise the child.

Every time during the holidays, he wanted to go back to the city to see his children, but the White Widow made things difficult for him, saying that he was short of money or that he didn't have time, and would not let him come back.

It has been nine years since he left.

Now, my children have grown up and my sons have married and had children.

Eating with his children again, he was overwhelmed with happiness.

Last night, he was moved to tears several times by the heartwarming scenes before him.

Now, he was full of regret, regretting that he had left his children behind and went with the White Widow to defend the city.

Isn’t it nice for him to live his life with his two children?

Why should he listen to the White Widow and leave his own children to live in Baocheng?

Thinking of this, He Daqing secretly clenched his fists, his knuckles turned white and veins bulged, as if he wanted to condense all his regret and anger into these fists.

At the beginning, it was that guy Yi Zhonghai who introduced him to the White Widow with a smile on his face.

At that time, he was bewildered and infatuated with the White Widow, so he went to Baocheng with her.

Now, his life is in a mess, all thanks to Yi Zhonghai.

He worked so hard for the White Widow and her children, but he had no idea what kind of suffering his own children were going through in this courtyard.

Today, he wanted to see how Yi Zhonghai would explain all this.

He suppressed his anger, quickly dressed, walked out of the house, and found that the house opposite was very quiet.

He walked over and took a look, and found that there was no one inside. He thought that Li Weiguo had gone to the Li family courtyard to have breakfast.

As soon as He Daqing went out, he saw Yan Bugui watering the flowers at the opposite door.

When Yan Bugui heard the noise, he turned around and saw He Daqing, with surprise flashing in his eyes.

He greeted him warmly: "Daqing, so you stayed here last night? You seem to be doing well. I haven't seen you for so many years, but you are still the same. You look good."

He Daqing forced a smile and responded, "Old Yan, you are still the same as always. You have taken good care of this flower."

Yan Bugui smiled and waved his hands, saying as he watered the flowers: "What I have is nothing, I just raise them for fun, but you, the cook, are different, you always have a skill, no matter where you go, you are much better than us."

Although He Daqing looked normal, he had a trace of resentment towards Yan Bugui in his heart.

At the beginning, they lived in the same courtyard, and he treated Yan Bugui and his wife very well. However, he did not expect that when his children were in trouble, Yan Bugui would stand by and watch.

He frowned slightly and said perfunctorily: "Hey, it's all the same, it's all for living. Old Yan, I'm going to wash up first, we can talk later."

"Okay, go ahead." Yan Bugui continued fiddling with the flowers.

He Daqing walked through the hallway and headed towards his home.

Sha Zhu saw it from a distance and shouted at the top of his voice: "Dad, you're up, go wash up, Lanxiang has prepared the meal."

He Daqing hurriedly asked, "Has my eldest grandson woken up?"

Sha Zhu replied with a smile on his face: "He woke up early and was having fun in bed. He looked so cute. He is so well behaved."

When He Daqing heard this, a bright smile instantly broke out on his face, and the anger that had just arisen from Yi Zhonghai immediately dissipated a lot.

He walked quickly to the faucet, turned it on, and cool water flowed out.

He scooped up some water and splashed it on his face, causing droplets of water to splash and sparkle in the morning sun.

Just as He Daqing finished washing his face and turned around, Yi Zhonghai walked out of the room.

When he saw He Daqing, he was stunned at first, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes.

But soon his face was full of smiles, and he came forward to say hello: "Daqing, I heard that you came back yesterday. Seeing that your family was reunited, I didn't go over to disturb you. Let's find a place to sit and have a good chat later."

There was a flash of disgust in He Daqing's eyes, but when he thought of his lovely grandson in the room, he took a deep breath and snorted coldly: "Okay, sit down if you want."

After saying that, he walked into the house without looking back.

As soon as he entered the house, He Daqing heard the babbling voice of his eldest grandson. The voice seemed to have magic, and his heart melted instantly.

He hurried to the bed and looked at the chubby little guy on the bed who was holding a small toy, waving his little hands and having a lot of fun.

He Daqing gently picked up his grandson and kissed his rosy little face again and again, muttering, "My precious grandson, playing by himself! What a good baby!"

The eldest grandson was kissed so hard that he giggled. His laughter was like a silver bell, echoing in the house.

Sha Zhu and Chen Lanxiang watched from the side, their eyes full of happiness.

Sha Zhu smiled and said, "Dad, look at you. Once you see your grandson, all your worries disappear."

He Daqing hugged his grandson and smiled from ear to ear: "Yes, seeing my eldest grandson, all the troubles are gone."

Yi Zhonghai never expected that his warm greeting would be met with He Daqing's cold response "Okay, sit down if you want." There seemed to be ice in those words, stabbing straight at him.

He froze in place, as if he was under a spell. He couldn't even retract the smile on his face, and it just stayed there awkwardly.

He looked at He Daqing's resolute back as he left, his mood was like an overturned bottle of five flavors, extremely complicated.

The original expectation in those eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by worry and fear.

He knew in his heart that judging from He Daqing's expression, he might have already known about the plots of the past.