"Finally home."

Jia Yi looked at the cheering Sophora japonica and couldn't understand. Didn't they just come back last weekend? Why were they so impatient after not coming back for two days?

Looking at her a little endlessly, Jia Yi asked curiously.

"Isn't it just a winter vacation? Do you need to be... so happy?"

She didn't want to, but she rolled her eyes at Jia Yi and complained seemingly casually: "Do you think everyone is like you, running around every day and not even staying at home during weekends? We stay in school every day.

Isn’t it normal to feel homesick?”

Regarding this point, Jia Yi really has no way to defend himself.

He has indeed been quite busy during this period since New Year's Day.

It's not because of things on the farm.

Jia Yi thought about it seriously. New Year's Day was very close to this year's Chinese New Year, so there was no need for him to rush to replenish the farm with poultry and livestock.

After all, once they are raised on a farm, their food, water, etc., will be inseparable from human care every day, even during the New Year.

So, Jia Yi made a decision: wait until after the New Year.

As for those employees, let them live the current year with peace of mind.

So what has Jia Yi been busy with recently?

Of course... money was spent, and a large amount of money was spent. Jia Yi asked Guan Jing to pay attention to real estate before, isn't this... good news has been coming one after another recently.

During this time, he finally gathered the five properties needed for the hotel plan. It would be easy to find only five hotels, but the problem is that he has requirements for the location of the hotel.

It was only now that we finally got them all together. They are located in five hotels in the southeast, northwest, and middle parts of the capital, radiating almost to the entire capital.

As for other courtyard houses, he also bought a lot. There is even a small courtyard not far from Beijing University. This small courtyard has now become the restaurant base of Jia Yi and others.

As for the university cafeteria, none of Jia Yi and the others were willing to go there because the queue-jumping phenomenon was too serious. There was a strange phenomenon in which students who were honest and obeyed the rules often moved to the back of the queue.

The school is not yet aware of the problem, let alone managing it.

In addition, there are more and more breakfast snacks made outside the school, so they can buy them to eat in the morning.

In this way, Jia Yi and his party said goodbye to the canteen completely.

"Well, you are back."

"Yes, sir, you didn't go back today?"

"It's almost the Chinese New Year. I don't feel comfortable staying there alone."

"Hey, then why didn't you listen to Uncle He and just stay here?"

He Daqing said helplessly: "All the acquaintances I know are there. I'm afraid I won't be used to it when I move here."

"Okay, as long as you're happy."

Jia Yi stopped trying to persuade him. In fact, it was useless to persuade him. As an old man, it was normal for him to be stubborn.

In fact, a few days after New Year's Day, He Yuzhu asked for leave to bring He Daqing back.

It sounds easy, but actually this process is not easy.

He Daqing's stepchildren are not economical. Although their mother has passed away, they still don't want to let He Daqing go.

After all, He Daqing has a job and gets paid every month. How could they just let go of such a cash cow?

So, He Yuzhu was blocked by them on the first day he went there.

…

"Who are you?"

"He Yuzhu..."

The middle-aged man thought for a while and felt that the name sounded familiar. He recalled it carefully and asked uncertainly.

"Are you... He Daqing's son?"

He Yuzhu frowned as he listened, disgusted with the disrespect in his tone, but in order to achieve his goal, he decided to endure it for the time being.

"That's right, it's me."

The middle-aged man also frowned. He was a little worried that He Yuzhu's coming would cause some changes and affect his brothers and sisters' financial future.

So, he asked with an unhappy look: "What are you doing here?"

Seeing his bad attitude, He Yuzhu knew that if he said he was here to take He Daqing home, it would probably cause trouble.

Therefore, he was not prepared to tell the truth.

He said forcefully with a serious expression on his face.

"I came to see my father, what's the problem?"

The middle-aged man was a little embarrassed, because this reason was very reasonable. No matter where he went to comment, he could not say a word "no".

"No problem, but you have to look at him... OK, but... if you want to take anything from my house, then I will let you look good."

Hearing his threatening words, He Yuzhu was furious. He even regarded the father and son as thieves, but for the sake of the overall situation...

He Yuzhu thought to himself: Huh, if I hadn't cultivated my moral character over the past few years, I would have made your kid's blood splatter today.

"Yes, everything in this house belongs to me."

Before Jia Yi could reply, a woman who dared to come after hearing the news spoke. From their looks, it was obvious that the two were husband and wife.

Sure enough, if you are not a family, you will not enter the same family.

Husband and wife share the same virtue.

Both of them stared at He Yuzhu with great vigilance, as if they were afraid that he would steal something.

He Yuzhu felt very uncomfortable, although he learned about it on the phone.

He Daqing's stepsons were not kind to him, but he never expected that it would develop to this point.

They have no respect at all.

Well, even when He Daqing married their mother, they were already quite old and still remembered their biological father, so they were not close to He Daqing. This was normal. However, He Daqing had raised them all these years, and he had spent all his wages on them.

on them.

As a result, how could they treat He Daqing as their enemy?

He Yuzhu now only feels that there is a mountain pressing on his heart, which is suffocating and extremely uncomfortable.

However, now is not the time to argue with them, we should first find out the situation from He Daqing.

He took a deep look at the couple, memorized their appearance, and then walked to the master bedroom.

The middle-aged man ran up to He Yuzhu, stopped him, stretched out his hand and pointed to the right: "It's not this way, it's that one."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! He Yuzhu is very unhappy now, but this is someone else's territory now, and he has a purpose for coming here this time.

Therefore, although his heart was turbulent, he remained calm on the surface and walked into He Daqing's room with a calm face.

This is actually a dilapidated small woodshed. The room is dark inside, there is no electric light, and there are even cracks on the walls, which were temporarily plastered with mud.

He Yuzhu was shocked. For a moment, sadness, sorrow, and anger surged into his heart. He felt extremely complicated.

He Daqing was currently shivering and wrapped in a quilt to keep warm.

He Yuzhu's face was ashen. He didn't understand how things had developed to this point. Didn't He Daqing have a job? How could he wear such shabby clothes, cover himself with such a shabby quilt, and live in such a place.

But the two outside are not dressed like this. Their clothes don't even have a patch.

Moreover, He Yuzhu clearly remembered that he sent money every year. How could He Daqing live like this?

He Yuzhu suppressed the anger in his heart, and with a quick step, he came to the bedside and lifted the quilt. He had no choice but to shrink into the quilt. Even his head was no exception. If he didn't lift the quilt, he wouldn't be able to see it.

Don't see him.

"Dad, I'm here to see you."

"Ah, Zhuzi, why are you here?"

He Yuzhu turned his head again and looked at the two people staring at him not far away from the house, then turned back and closed the door.

Then he lit the kerosene lamp on one side, and for a moment, the small woodshed was filled with dim light. It was hazy and hard to see clearly, but it was better than the darkness just now.

"Dad, why...have you become like this?"

He Daqing's face was filled with sadness and he sighed: "Just last month, your aunt passed away."

He Yuzhu was not willing to hear about that woman now, especially when he heard it from He Daqing's mouth, he said with disgust.

"Dad, don't mention that woman to me."

He Daqing smiled bitterly and compromised: "Okay, let's not mention her."

Seeing that He Yuzhu's face looked much better, he continued to explain: "Since she... passed away, their faces have been completely exposed. They took away all my wages and drove me to this small woodshed..."

"Can you bear this?"

He Yuzhu was very puzzled. Even with He Daqing's explosive temper when he was young, he could tolerate such cowardice.
To be continued...