Chapter 696 Returning to the Old House
"Make him call me. If he doesn't, I'll ask Xiaoyu to call him!"
"OK."
He Yuan went to inform He Yuxiang.
He Yuxiang reluctantly went out, wearing a hat as if afraid others wouldn't know he didn't want to see anyone.
He didn't even know why he got third place.
My uncle witnessed the scene and reminded him many times that as long as he stays calm, he will be number one!
He Yuxiang was still unsure of himself and only wanted to speed up again to win first place. Unexpectedly, he came in third and was no longer eligible to go abroad!
I still have to answer the phone...
collapse!!!
He Yuxiang sighed deeply, picked up the phone receiver, and weakly said "hello".
"Why did you lock your uncle out? He must be so worried about you!" Chen Qing pressed.
He Yuxiang: "I...I didn't."
Chen Qing cursed, "You have no backbone, I'm really impressed. Let me tell you, it's only because your uncle is lenient with you that I'm doing this. If I were here, I would have given you a flick on the forehead!"
She felt that He Yuan doted on He Yuxiang a bit.
It can be said that among the four children in the family, He Yuan dotes on He Yuxiang the most!
Because He Yuxiang had suffered a lot, He Yuan easily associated it with himself and naturally felt more pity for him.
In addition, He Yuxiang is interested in technical things, making it easier for He Yuan to develop a mentor-student relationship with him and treat He Yuxiang better.
He Yuan felt sorry for He Yuxiang, who was not favored by anyone in the family, so she was the gentlest to him.
He Yuan was strict with Xiao Yu only when necessary.
She actually spent ages trying to coax He Yuxiang!
He Yuxiang's cheeks slowly burned: "I...I...I..."
Chen Qing: "My foot! You apologized to your uncle later, did he scold you? You're just whining like that. Since you realized your mistake, won't you correct it next time? You're only a few years old, what are you afraid of!"
“I’m not afraid!” He Yuxiang finally managed to interject.
"If you're not afraid, why are you hiding?"
"My uncle asked me to correct my mistakes and even analyzed the reasons behind them, saying that I had broken through my limits and wanted to see if I could break through again!! But I don't want to face the typewriter anymore." He Yuxiang covered his face and broke down.
Chen Qing: "..."
I really want to hang up the phone.
What's wrong with He Yuan?
Why can't he speak clearly!
But since I've already started criticizing, it would be too embarrassing to back down halfway.
"Hello...hello...hello...is the line down? The signal is really bad."
When He Yuxiang heard the call being disconnected, he really wanted to curse.
My aunt is being a scoundrel!
He Yuxiang turned around and obediently apologized to his uncle: "I was wrong. I shouldn't have been in such a hurry, and I shouldn't have refused to open the door for you."
“It’s okay, let’s go and resolve this. As long as you really make a breakthrough this time, you’ll be considered number one in some ways.” He Yuan pulled him to type.
He Yuxiang's eyes had lost their light.
But as He Yuxiang sat in front of the typewriter and listened to his uncle's instructions, his heart gradually calmed down when he started using it again.
The typewriter, which I didn't want to face, has been given a new lease on life.
He Yuan was relieved to see the light gradually return to his eyes.
After finishing typing, He Yuxiang went to eat with his uncle.
He has no father.
His uncle is his father.
Before setting off, He Yuxiang wondered if he would feel uncomfortable being alone with his uncle for so long, but after actually eating and living together, he found that he was very used to it and very comfortable.
He seems... to still rely on his uncle a little bit.
My uncle may not seem like a very assertive person, but he actually has his own plans.
Moreover, He Yuxiang discovered that his uncle was a firm believer in socialism, so he had faith!
Belief……
Very interesting vocabulary.
It's quite remarkable that my uncle, being the descendant of capitalists, believes in socialism.
But after getting to know him better, He Yuxiang realized that his uncle was the kind of person who did things quietly and selflessly, and whose own interests were not so important as long as it benefited the country and its people.
They're like the characters in textbooks.
But when my uncle is with my aunt, he becomes very childish...
He Yuxiang couldn't understand the adults' personalities, but that didn't stop him from having some admiration and longing for the male elders he was most familiar with.
During his trip to Hunan Province, he met with many leaders along with his uncle.
My uncle is a low-key person and seems unremarkable in a crowd, but He Yuxiang could truly see the respect in the eyes of those leaders.
By analogy, he also wants to be someone who appears ordinary but is actually a billionaire!
That would be so awesome!!!
As He Yuxiang's mind raced, he heard his uncle sitting opposite him ask, "Does your aunt miss me?"
"Probably."
This was his act of kindness towards his uncle who had spent so much time trying to persuade him.
He Yuan gave He Yuxiang an admiring look.
He Yuxiang: "..."
My uncle is easy to coax; no wonder my aunt has him completely under her thumb.
The uncle and nephew went on a business trip for two reasons: to participate in a competition and to pay respects to He Yuxiang's grandparents.
In the middle of the night, He Yuan took He Yuxiang on an adventure to explore an old house.
When He Yuxiang was woken up by his uncle late at night, he thought: Luckily, his aunt didn't come. Otherwise, if he had woken her up in the middle of the night, she would have killed him and his uncle.
Are many people living in the old house?
"a lot of."
He Yuan brought He Yuxiang to the north of the city.
The air was still muggy in early September, but the moonlight was bright. He Yuan and He Yuxiang stood in front of the old house that was deep in their memories.
The house was originally located in a quiet street, but now it is crowded with many low houses built later, making this old house with blue bricks and black tiles look somewhat out of place.
He Yuan looked at the two familiar vermilion doors, now mottled, with a string of dried chili peppers and a few cloves of garlic hanging above them.
The warmth and liveliness of other people's lives completely overshadowed the solemnity and coldness in his memory.
He Yuan watched quietly for a while, then led He Yuxiang over the wall and inside.
The moment He Yuan stepped into the old house, he was momentarily dazed.
The bluestone slabs in the courtyard were worn smooth, and coal briquettes and other miscellaneous items were piled up in the corners.
The loquat tree that he planted with his older brother when he was a child is now growing very well, except that a clothesline is tied under the tree, with clothes of the whole family hanging there.
The former hall has been divided into several rooms by wooden boards.
He Yuan began to tell He Yuxiang about the past, one thing at a time, in a calm tone, as if he were telling an ancient story that had nothing to do with him.
He Yuxiang listened intently, his mind wandering to his father's and uncle's childhood.
As he wandered around, He Yuan came to his study.
He Yuxiang lowered his voice and asked, "Are you hiding money?"
He Yuan didn't expect this to be the first question he asked, and laughed, "Your grandparents gave themselves away to save their lives."
"Didn't you leave any?" He Yuxiang was shocked.
"I didn't leave any."
Even if they left a little bit, his parents could have survived.
But his parents didn't leave him a single penny.
He Yuxiang: "They lost their home and their money. They must be feeling terrible."
He Yuan: "Yes, so I buried them not far from here."
He Yuxiang's sadness vanished instantly, and he felt a chill run down his spine, raising goosebumps all over his body.
(End of this chapter)
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