When Old Xu returned with Han Chengda after selling their candied hawthorns, he was alarmed to see a large crowd gathered in the courtyard.
"I hope nothing bad has happened to your grandfather."
Upon hearing this, Han Chengda rushed inside in a hurry.
When they saw the old man teaching about a hundred people how to make candied hawthorns in the kitchen, his face rosy and looking energetic, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.
After he breathed a sigh of relief, he realized that, without realizing it, he cared so much about the old man.
Old Xu walked up to Han Fei and asked in a low voice, "What's going on? Did they threaten you when you gave them the prescription?"
"From now on, they will be our partners..."
Han Fei briefly explained the matter to Old Man Xu, speaking casually, but Old Man Xu was shocked.
Even Han Chengda, who had overheard the conversation, was stunned and looked completely incredulous.
"Old Han, this sounds so unreliable. Aren't they our enemies?"
"There's no such thing as reliable or unreliable. Back when people started online stores and proposed the concept of online shopping, it was also unbelievable and hard to accept, wasn't it? In business, one moment you're an enemy, the next you're a partner. Although there were some conflicts before, from now on you're allies."
Old Xu was a seasoned stock market investor, so he quickly came to terms with it, nodding and smiling, "Who would complain about having too much money? It would be great to make money together in the future!"
"You don't need to set up a stall anymore."
"ah?"
“You’re in charge of contracting the orchard and arranging for people to plant hawthorns. This is your job, so you won’t have time to set up a stall.”
"Me? You trust me that much?"
"You were the one who trusted me first." Han Fei's gaze was deep.
"Old Han, aren't you afraid I'll run off with the money? It's a lot of money!"
“My children and I had nowhere to go, and you let us stay at your house. You didn’t think much of it then, and I won’t think much of it now. I trust you.”
"Old Han, just for those words, I, Old Xu, will dedicate my life to you!"
"How much longer can you, with your old bones, keep working?"
"Hehe, there's a centenarian in my family, we have longevity genes! Don't worry, Lao Han, I'll live a long life!"
...
With the orchard matters settled, Old Xu had some free time again.
Old Xu saved all the money he had earned over the years, and he was reluctant to spend it on himself. He even refused to replace his socks, which were full of holes.
Han Fei couldn't stand it anymore and threw him a big bag of socks: "They're all stinking, aren't you going to change them!"
"Hey, Lao Han, you're a true friend!"
After changing into new socks, Old Xu grinned and said, "Could you give me a few pairs of underwear? Mine are too worn out to wear."
Han Fei: "..."
Han Fei tossed him a new bag of cigarettes, annoyed, and asked, "You're so frugal, how much have you saved up?"
"Hehe, this number!" Old Xu raised one hand.
"500,000?"
"Hehe, I really didn't expect that I would have so much money. I thought I would only be able to pick up trash and live a poor life for the rest of my life."
"Old Han, I really have to thank you."
"Why thank me? You earned the money yourself, it's not like I gave it to you."
Old Xu patted his chest: "Anyway, I'll remember this!"
"Old Han, my daughter-in-law gave birth to a big, healthy grandson. Do you think my son will forgive me if I send all this money to him?"
"It's hard to say."
"Just say it, you're smart enough."
“If your son is short of money, he might have a chance; if your son is not short of money, he has no chance at all.”
“My son… is probably short of money. It’s all my fault as his father. I should have given them more of the house and money when we divorced. They would be better off now. Because when I divorced his mother, it was right when he was taking the college entrance exam. He didn’t get into a good university, and now he’s struggling to find a job and doesn’t have much money…” Old Xu became more and more remorseful as he spoke, and at his advanced age, he burst into tears.
"Since he's short of money, you have a chance."
Can I really be forgiven?
"Give it a try. It's better than hiding in the mud. You'll have to face it eventually. Maybe you'll get to see your grandson."
Old Xu finally mustered the courage to go find his son and his newborn grandson.
...
Old Xu took the money back to his son, but his son refused to let him in.
“My son, I truly know I was wrong. Over the years, I have constantly blamed myself. I have let you down, and I have let your mother down. I am a complete bastard…”
"If you don't leave, I'm calling the police!" came the cold, ruthless voice of Old Xu's son from behind the door.
"Honey, he's still your father, you..."
"Don't say anything, don't get involved in this. I will never forgive him, I hope you can understand me."
"Okay, I understand you." Who doesn't have troublesome parents? Her own parents were just as much of a headache and annoyance to her. If her parents were more reasonable and agreed to their marriage, she and her husband wouldn't still be waiting for their marriage certificate, and their child's household registration wouldn't be in such a predicament.
Old Xu sincerely apologized outside the door and promised that although he was old and useless, he would spend the rest of his life atoning for his sins.
But his son was very principled; he didn't want his money and refused to forgive him.
Although he didn't actually call the police, the fact that the man refused to open the door still frustrated Old Xu.
...
When Han Fei saw the dejected old man Xu return, he glanced at Xiao Wu.
Xiao Wu ran over with a big smile: "Grandpa Xu, have some candy!"
"Okay, thank you, Xiao Wu."
Then Xiaoqi ran over and handed Grandpa Xu a piece of chocolate, saying in a childish voice, "Grandpa Xu, eating chocolate will make you happy!"
Old Xu was deeply moved: "Little Qi is so sensible. Thank you, Little Qi. I will eat the chocolate properly."
Old Xu ate his chocolate, his expression softening slightly, but he still sighed from time to time.
"Stop sighing, you need to give your son some time."
"But he wouldn't let me in the door, so I still couldn't see my big, fat grandson."
"Go again tomorrow."
"Go again? All the neighbors in the building will know me by now, don't I have any dignity?"
"Is saving face more important, or your son and grandson?"
"Okay, I'll go tomorrow then."
"If I can't see you tomorrow, I'll go the day after tomorrow. If I can't see you the day after tomorrow, I'll go the day after that."
"Old Han, I'm afraid my son will get so annoyed by me that he'll actually call the police."
"Then let him call the police. What can the police do to you? You and your wife are just getting a divorce, it's not like you're cutting ties with your son. The police will speak up for you and persuade your son to accept and forgive you."
“This isn’t right. My son… is quite wronged. I don’t want to put him in such a difficult position, and I don’t want him to forgive me unwillingly.”
"Then you should try to move him every day."
"He'll just find me annoying." Old Xu's eyes were full of hope: "Old Han, can you come with me?"
What can I do there?
"Even if you can't do anything, just give me some courage! Old Han, please!"
"Grandpa, please say yes to Grandpa Xu, he's so pitiful!" Xiao Qi said in her sweet, childish voice.
"Alright then." Han Fei was quite reluctant, but since his little granddaughter had spoken, he had no choice but to agree. After all, he doted on Xiao Qi the most!
The next day, when Old Xu and Han Fei arrived at the apartment building, they heard a commotion upstairs, including a middle-aged woman cursing loudly and a baby crying its heart out.
"Oh no! It's in front of my son's house!" Old Xu pushed through the crowd and rushed over anxiously.
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