The arrival of the factory director's wife made a group of aunties who could talk eloquently become autistic.
"Aunt Li, why don't you say anything? What did you just say about that guy in the compound who was impotent?" Song Jiayu broke the silence of the group of gossipy aunties.
Seeing that the factory director's wife didn't say anything, Aunt Li continued, "There's someone in my compound who's really impotent. He boils medicine every day, saying it's for his wife, but he actually takes it himself. He tortures his wife every night, and you can often hear her screaming in the middle of the night."
Someone replied: "But he was screaming on the kang, how can you say he was impotent?"
Aunt Li whispered, "Can't you tell whether a woman is comfortable or not from the way she screams? She's howling like a ghost, as if she's been tortured."
Yang Zao: What kind of vile words are these?
Someone replied, "That's true. Is his wife injured?"
Aunt Li nodded: "Of course I have. The skin on my hands is blue and purple, as if it was pinched. The smell of safflower oil on my body almost covers the smell of the boiled Chinese medicine."
Everyone said together: "What a sin! This man must be a eunuch."
"Who was the matchmaker between these two people?"
"Then why has his family never had children, and he always says it's his wife's fault?"
“…”
Yang Zao, who followed Song Jiayu into the gossipy aunt group, seemed to have unlocked a new way of entertainment and broadened his horizons. He talked about someone's impotence, someone's cheating, someone's trying to get married by fraud, and so on.
Suddenly, a big commotion appeared in the usually bustling small square.
"Are you the two children of He Tiezhu's family?"
"How skinny he is! He Tiezhu is no longer a human being!"
"You want to find He Tiezhu? I'll take you there."
As everyone spoke, the two children of the He family who came to look for someone nodded timidly. Both the younger sister and the older brother were so thin that their big eyes were very prominent and scary.
Soon, those who were willing to go to the He family to watch the show also came out of the small square and followed behind.
Song Jiayu held the two children in her hands and went with Yang Zao to send the children home first, and then went to eat the melons at Lao He's house.
Although there were many people gathered around, who was Song Jiayu?
"Come, I'll take you up first."
Under a big tree, Song Jiayu spoke to Yang Zao.
Under Yang Zao's incredulous gaze, he used his immense strength to send a man who couldn't climb trees onto the thick branches.
Before the novel feeling wore off, Yang Zao saw Song Jiayu climb up the tree trunk in three or two steps as nimble as a leopard.
"You——" Do you have any martial arts skills?
"Shh, the fun is about to begin. I'm just stronger."
Yang Zao nodded and said, "Forget it, since the heroine said so, she would just accept it."
Not knowing what Yang Zao was thinking, Song Jiayu's eyes fell on the old He family in the yard. The angle on the tree trunk was very good, overlooking the entire yard, and able to see the attitudes of He Tiezhu and Qin Yuhe clearly.
"He! Tie! Zhu!"
"Didn't I ask you to send these two children to the countryside? Why did you let them come to the city?"
"I'm telling you, if you let them into our house, I'll take the kids and leave!"
He Tiezhu, who was used to being taken care of by Qin Yuhe, couldn't let her go, so he comforted her: "Yuhe, they came here, and I didn't know anything about it. Don't worry, I will never let these two children stay in our house!"
When he arrived at the compound and saw his father, he didn't receive any attention or care. The nine-year-old He Dashuan was filled with sadness, and the hands he and his sister held were shaking. His sister must be feeling bad too, right?
"Dad, grandma died, and my uncle and aunt kicked me and my little sister out!"
As soon as He Dashuan said this, the whole courtyard was silent for three seconds, and then it seemed as if it had been rebounded, like a pot of boiling water, which became even more boiling.
"This He Tiezhu is really not a human being!"
"My mother died, and I didn't even go back to pay my respects!"
"If he doesn't raise two kids, then why did He Tiezhu give birth to them?"
“…”
The people watching the show did not hold back their words. They kept saying one thing after another, making He Tiezhu feel suffocated. He stared fiercely at He Dashuan who came to look for someone. Although he was his son, he looked at him as if he were an enemy at this moment.
"You little bastard! What nonsense are you talking about! Your grandma is doing well in the countryside!"
He Dashuan's face showed no emotion, he just said, "Grandma was buried in the ancestral tomb in the village."
He Tiezhu's arrogance has been greatly reduced.
He Dashuan continued, "Dad, I'm not here to disturb you and Aunt Qin's lives."
He Tiezhu stared at the little bastard, as if asking what on earth he was doing here?
He Dashuan took He Xiaomei's hand, looked at his sister, and they both knelt on the ground. If He Tiezhu had the responsibility of a father when he saw them, they would not have kowtowed.
He Dashuan: "This is the last time I call you dad!"
He Xiaomei: "Me too."
He Dashuan: "Before my grandmother died, she transferred our property to the home of my second cousin, the village chief. From now on, my second cousin is my father, and I am the village chief's grandson."
He Xiaomei: "Yes, I am also the granddaughter of the village chief."
He Dashuan: "This kowtow is to repay your kindness in giving birth to me, Uncle Tiezhu."
He Xiaomei: "I kowtow too, Uncle Tiezhu."
The brother and sister sang in unison, not caring at all that their biological father He Tiezhu was so angry that the veins on his neck were popping out. As they spoke, they kowtowed three times and stood up.
"How dare you, you little bastards! How dare you!"
"Uncle Tiezhu, my sister and I won't disturb you and Aunt Qin's lives anymore! Goodbye!"
"You are not allowed to leave!" He Tiezhu shouted angrily.
"I am your father. If you leave, don't even think about me recognizing you!"
He Dashuan raised a mocking smile and said, "Uncle Tiezhu, my younger sister and I are no longer registered in your household. You are no longer our biological father. What does it matter whether you recognize us or not?"
This was the last thing grandma did for the two of them before she died.
Knowing that He Tiezhu was unreliable, they found another reliable cousin without children to be their father. After all, they were all descendants of the He family and their ancestors were from the same generation. Even if they went to the underworld, they were not afraid of being held accountable by the He family's ancestors.
"You guys--" He Tiezhu was so angry that he wanted to hit someone, and his hand was even raised to slap him, but he was stopped by a man who looked older. He rushed out from the crowd, with an honest face of a country man, a bit like He Tiezhu, and he also pulled two children behind him.
"Brother Tiezhu, Dashuan and Xiaomei are my son and daughter now. What right do you have to hit them?"
He Tiezhu's eyes were red as he shouted, "I don't agree! I don't agree! They are mine!"
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