Siheyuan (traditional courtyard house): 52 years of farming, producing hundreds of millions of tons

The older woman sighed.

Her biggest mistake was not giving Yi Zhonghai a child.

She always felt indebted to Yi Zhonghai, and under this psychological influence, she was completely tolerant and forgiving towards him.

There were tears.

It can only flow in my heart.

"Honey, we're not that old yet, why don't we go to the hospital together to get checked out?"

"Perhaps, we can still have children."

An older woman heard from someone from the neighborhood committee that having a child is a matter for both people.

"What are you looking at?"

"It's because you can't have children, and you're trying to blame it on me?"

Yi Zhonghai became famous, but he dared not go to the hospital.

He had also heard that having a child is a matter for two people, and he was afraid that if he went to the hospital for a checkup, it would be because he was the one who couldn't have children, and then the old lady would be relieved.

No matter what.

The label of being unable to have children can only be pinned on an older woman.

"Honey, don't be angry. Can't we just not go for the checkup?"

The older woman couldn't understand why Yi Zhonghai was reacting so strongly.

All she suggested was going to the hospital for a checkup.

"okay!"

"The old lady needs to see me, I'll go over there!"

Yi Zhonghai got up and went out.

Once he stepped outside, he finally breathed a sigh of relief; the topic of going to the hospital for a checkup was too heavy!

"Sigh, is it my problem or hers that we don't have children?"

"Going to the hospital for a checkup is a half-hearted solution."

"However, we can't go together, and we can't go openly. I'll go alone secretly, and the test results can't be known to outsiders."

Yi Zhonghai made a decision: for the sake of his descendants, he would get a checkup.

Go quietly!

Confidentiality guaranteed throughout!

at this time.

The front yard, Yan Fugui's house.

"I think I've figured it out. Yi Zhonghai is deliberately favoring the Jia family. He probably has designs on the Jia family."

Yan Fugui slapped his thigh.

"What are you plotting?"

"What could he possibly want from the Jia family?"

The three women didn't understand.

"Think about it, what does Yi Zhonghai lack most?"

Yan Fugui offered a tip.

"Money, it must be money."

“He owes Wan Ping’an two thousand yuan. Even if he becomes an eighth-grade fitter, it will take two years. Besides, he is only a fourth-grade fitter now.”

The three women suddenly realized.

“Yi Zhonghai is indeed short of money, but I’m talking about what he’s most desperately short of, what has the biggest impact on him, and what he cares about most. Think about it carefully.”

Yan Fugui emphasized.

The three women shook their heads, unable to think of anything.

"A child, just a child."

"What Yi Zhonghai lacks most, and what he wants most, is a child to take care of him in his old age and see him off in his final days."

"Old Jia is dead, leaving only an orphan and a widow in the Jia family. He wanted Jia Dongxu to take care of him in his old age, which is why he always favored the Jia family."

Yan Fugui guessed the truth.

"Jia Dongxu has an elderly mother to support, so why should he support Yi Zhonghai in his old age?"

"If we're talking about retirement, wouldn't Wan Ping'an be a better choice?"

The three women didn't understand.

"You're right. In terms of ability, Wan Ping'an is more suitable, the most suitable!"

"But in terms of personality, Wan Ping'an is not suitable. Yi Zhonghai can control Jia Dongxu, but can he control Wan Ping'an?"

"The person who will support him in his old age must be someone he can control!"

Yan Fugui analyzed.

From the perspective of elderly care, it becomes understandable why Yi Zhonghai favored the Jia family.

·· Requesting flowers ·

same moment.

Middle Court.

He Daqing's house.

"Silly Zhu, answer me honestly, what's your last name?"

He Daqing stared at Sha Zhu.

"Of course my surname is He!"

Sha Zhu was stunned.

Why did He Daqing ask him what his surname was?

Is that even a question?

Has He Daqing lost his mind?

"It's good that you know your surname. Just remember this: your surname is He, not Yi!"

"I've been warning you, but you just won't listen. If you continue to disobey, don't blame me for being ruthless and pretending I never had a son like you!"

The idea of ​​learning to play the trumpet grew stronger and stronger in He Daqing's mind.

The white widow is still young and can still have children!

If you were to have a child with him, it would definitely be much better than Sha Zhu's.

"Dad, is it that serious?"

Sha Zhu was a little confused.

"It's more serious than you think!"

"I'm going out now. Take good care of your sister tonight!"

He Daqing got up and left.

He was angry and frustrated, and wanted to relax with the understanding Xiaobai.

He Daqing is gone.

Sha Zhu was a little lost.

He realized that He Daqing had changed.

This time, they didn't hit him, and seemed a bit cold towards him, which made him feel uneasy.

backyard.

Deaf old lady's house.

“Zhonghai, I know you want to build a good relationship with the Jia family as soon as possible, but you can’t rush it.”

"Look at what you've done today, what kind of mess is this?"

"The bias is too obvious. This will seriously damage your image. You haven't taken control of the courtyard house yet. You can't do this again."

The deaf old lady lectured Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai nodded.

He also realized that he had gone too far.

"Starting today, do more good deeds, and when mediating neighborhood disputes, be sure to be fair and impartial."

“When necessary, you can take some money or food to help those in need.”