Um?

Seeing the boy, who was about half a teenager, running towards him with a loud cry, He Daqing clenched his fists.

When he was lying in bed recovering from his injuries, this brat would come to see him every few days, constantly complaining about how he had eaten their food and telling him to get out of there.

He Daqing almost died on the spot.

I work so hard to earn money, only to raise an ungrateful child!

There was nothing I could do when he was lying down, but now he dares to run into me?

So He Daqing didn't hesitate at all, raised his arm and grabbed the other person's collar.

"You little brat!"

"I provide you with food and clothing, and you don't even call me 'father,' let alone call me 'father,' and you actually want to hit me?"

He Daqing thought he had treated this kid quite well; he even gave him a 50-yuan red envelope when they first met.

But an ingrate is an ingrate.

What Dorgon couldn't handle back then, how could He Daqing, a cook, possibly handle it?

"Pah! You're not my father, you're just someone who works for our family!"

"Let me go, or I'll have my mother beat you to death!"

The brat underestimated He Daqing's strength; he easily subdued them with just one hand.

But this kid wasn't convinced at all!

How dare you lay a hand on someone who earns a living for his family?

"Oh!"

He Daqing didn't want to say anything more to this brat, so he raised his hand and slapped him several times across the face before casually throwing him to the ground.

"He Daqing, he's still a child!" Widow Bai exclaimed in surprise, and hurriedly went to check on her son.

Seeing that her face was swollen from being slapped, the white widow was heartbroken.

"That's your child, not mine!" He Daqing said indifferently. "Come with me to the Civil Affairs Bureau now and get a divorce. Whether you agree or not doesn't matter. If you don't agree, I won't come back."

"If you want to make a big fuss, I have no objection. At worst, we'll both end up in jail."

Upon hearing this, the white widow glared hatefully at He Daqing.

She never expected that just by reading the letter sent by He Yushui, He Daqing would actually want a divorce from her.

Unfortunately, there's nothing I can do about it.

Just like He Daqing said, if things get out of hand, the two of them will probably end up in jail. And if they're not home, what will happen to their son?

With his limited life skills, he might have to beg for food on the streets every two weeks.

"He Daqing, are you really going to be so heartless?" Widow Bai still wanted to persuade her to stay.

But He Daqing just stared at her expressionlessly, as if waiting for Widow Bai to agree to the divorce.

"Fine, I see you're determined to divorce me." Widow Bai sneered, "Let me tell you the truth, I never even liked you. If it weren't for your ability to make money and your willingness to take care of us, I would have kicked you out long ago."

"You can have a divorce. I'll give you all your money, not a single penny will be left. And after the divorce, you'll have to send me money every month until I find someone else."

"I don't need much, thirty yuan a month will do!"

If you can't keep people, then keep the money.

What the White Widow needed from beginning to end was not a man, but a tool that was willing to support her and her son.

This tool could be He Daqing, or it could be Wang Daqing, or Li Daqing.

As long as he has money to spend, He Daqing can go wherever he wants.

He Daqing was displeased upon hearing this.

He had just told Widow Bai that if they divorced, he was willing to give her the money and keep only some for himself to go home.

Logically speaking, doing this is already quite conscientious.

But he underestimated the White Widow's greed. She not only wanted all his money, but also wanted him to support her and her child after the divorce.

That kid isn't his own son, so why should he support him?

I've never seen such a shameless person before.

"I can give you money, but don't even think about sending you money every month. Put your hand on your heart and ask yourself, did you earn a single penny while we were living together? I've already been very kind of me to support you all for so long. After the divorce, we'll go our separate ways. Don't expect me to give you any more money."

Let alone their situation, there are countless examples of divorced couples who don't send money to their own sons and daughters, let alone those whose children aren't their own.

Seeing the white widow staring at him with resentment, He Daqing simply overturned the table.

"You won't agree? If you won't agree, I'll go report you to the authorities right now. They can arrest us all, anyway, I have no ties."

After saying that, He Daqing turned to leave.

But the widow Bai didn't have the courage to report it to the authorities, so she immediately stopped He Daqing.

"He Daqing, you're really a scoundrel. Do we need to bother other people with our argument? It's not like you own the government office."

"It's just a divorce, right? Let's get divorced now. But He Daqing, have you thought this through? Once we're divorced, don't even think about coming back. I'm not going back to an old flame," Widow Bai said angrily.

"Whoever regrets it is a coward!"

He Daqing is also incredibly tough.

He had wanted to leave during his recovery period, and today's trouble with the White Widow was just the trigger that made him determined to return to Beijing.

Although Sha Zhu is a scoundrel, he's still my own son.

When he gets old and can no longer earn money, Sha Zhu will definitely provide him with food.

And the White Widow's little brat would definitely kick him out immediately.

In that case, there's no need to waste time on the White Widow.

There are countless widows in the world, and the White Widow is not the only one.

Just as Widow Bai and He Daqing reached an agreement and were about to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to process their divorce, Widow Bai's son objected.

He sat on the ground and yelled, "Mom, we can't let this guy leave! If he leaves, who will we eat and drink from?"

"Without him, Little Tiger and Little Dragon from the next yard will definitely continue to bully me!"

"Mom, please say some nice things to him, don't let him leave!"

The widow's son was extremely anxious. The period when his father ran away without a word was the most difficult time of his life.

Not only were they hungry and cold, but they also had to endure bullying from other children.

Ever since Widow Bai brought He Daqing home, everything has changed. Not only is the food better than before, but the clothes and other necessities are also far superior.

Most importantly, the other children no longer dared to bully him.

"Son, don't be afraid. We can live our lives just fine without him. Mom will find you a better dad someday."

Widow Bai glared at her son, annoyed. The money He Daqing left behind was enough for the two of them to live a carefree life for several months.

In the next few months, they should be able to find a sucker to replace He Daqing.

Agreeing to He Daqing's divorce request and keeping his money is better than letting him leave without a word.

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