Siheyuan: The eldest brother of the He family, abuses Shazhu at the beginning

"Sister Huaihua, I know I have done a lot of things to hurt you, but I really have no other choice." Ran Qiuye's voice was filled with pleading, "I can't let the child become a burden between me and Yuliang."

Huaihua was full of contradictions and helplessness after hearing what Ran Qiuye said. She knew she couldn't just ignore it, but she couldn't ignore the reality either. "Qiuye, you have to know that the child is innocent. You can't abandon him just because of the problems between you two."

Ran Qiuye's heart trembled when she heard Huaihua's words. She knew her responsibility very well. "Sister Huaihua, I know I can't let the child get hurt, but I really can't go on."

Huaihua looked at Ran Qiuye's eyes, and an indescribable feeling of emotion welled up in her heart. She knew that this woman had been under too much pressure and suffering, and now she had to make a difficult decision.

"Okay, I understand." Huaihua sighed, "I will help you take care of the child. No matter what happens in the future, I will always be by his side."

Ran Qiuye felt a little comforted after hearing Huaihua's words. She knew that no matter what happened in the future, at least the child would have someone to rely on.

Huaihua turned her head and looked at Guo Dapiezi's father, "Leave the child to me."

Guo Dapiezi's father nodded and handed the child to Huaihua. Although the child was young, his eyes were full of helplessness and sadness.

"Don't cry, child. Sister Huaihua will take care of you." Huaihua gently stroked the child's hair, her voice full of tenderness and comfort.

The child listened to Huaihua's words and slowly stopped crying. He looked at Huaihua with eyes full of trust and dependence. He knew that at least in this strange world, there was someone who was willing to care for him.

After Huaihua took the child, Guo Dapiezi's father sighed deeply, his expression full of helplessness and heartache. He knew that his son had made an irreversible choice, and the child would be the only concern after the marriage broke down.

"Sister Huaihua, I know this is a heavy burden for you, but I believe you will give the child a warm home." Guo Dapiezi's father said, "From today on, he is your son."

Huaihua nodded silently and took the child's hand, her heart full of responsibility and worry. She knew that from now on, she would have to take on the responsibility of a mother, take care of the child's growth, and give him a warm and safe home.

"I will take good care of him, don't worry." Huaihua looked deeply at Guo Dapiezi's father, her voice full of firmness and determination.

After hearing what Huaihua said, Guo Dapiezi's father put his worries to rest. "Thank you, Sister Huaihua. I believe you will give him a bright future."

After saying this, Guo Dapiezi's father turned and left, his back looking somewhat lonely and heavy. He knew that from now on, his son would embark on a lonely road, and the child would spend his growing years under the care of the Sophora japonica.

Huaihua held the child in her arms, her heart filled with infinite warmth and responsibility. She knew that although the arrival of the child would bring many changes to her life, she was willing to give everything for the child.

"Come, child, let's give you a bath and then eat something." Huaihua said softly to the child, her voice full of tenderness and care.

The child listened to Huaihua's words and nodded, with a hint of shyness and joy in his eyes. He knew that although he had left his parents, at least there was someone who was willing to care for him and give him a warm home.

Under the care of Sophora japonica, the child gradually adapted to the new life and a smile gradually returned to his face. Sophora japonica took good care of him, gave him infinite love and care, and made him feel the warmth and security of home.

At night, when the lights in the house gradually dimmed, Huaihua sat in the living room and stared at the starry sky outside the window. She knew that now she and the child were the only ones left at home, and the relationship between He Yuliang and Ran Qiuye seemed to have reached an irreparable point. She decided to do something to help the couple, even though it was already late.

Huaihua stood up, walked to the door of He Yuliang's room, and knocked gently. "Yuliang, are you there?" Her voice was full of tenderness and concern.

There was a slight noise in the room, and then He Yuliang's voice: "Sister Huaihua, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"Can you come over here for a moment?" Huaihua's voice was filled with a hint of request, "I have something I want to discuss with you."

He Yuliang listened, hesitated for a moment, then opened the door and walked out. There was a trace of fatigue on his face, and a kind of helplessness in his eyes. "Sister Huaihua, what's the matter?"

Huaihua looked at He Yuliang, took a deep breath, and then said: "I want you to accompany Ran Qiuye."

He Yuliang was a little stunned after hearing Huaihua's words. "Accompany Ran Qiuye? Why?"

"She's in a very low mood right now. I think if you go and keep her company, maybe she'll feel a little comforted." Huaihua said softly, "Perhaps the problems between you can be solved through communication and understanding."

He Yuliang was silent for a while after listening to Huaihua's words. He knew that the relationship between him and Ran Qiuye had reached a deadlock, but he didn't want to see the marriage end like this.

"Okay, I'll go find her." He Yuliang finally nodded in agreement.

Huaihua looked at He Yuliang's back, her heart full of hope. She knew that as long as they were willing to sit down and talk, they might be able to find a solution to the problem.

He Yuliang walked into Ran Qiuye's room and saw her sitting by the bed, looking lonely. He walked over and sat beside her. He was silent for a while, then said, "Qiuye, what's wrong with you?"

Ran Qiuye raised his head and looked at He Yuliang, his eyes full of mixed emotions. "I don't know, I just feel very tired and helpless."

He Yuliang was moved when he heard this. He knew that the problems between him and Ran Qiuye had affected her emotions and mood. "I know there are many problems between us, but I believe that as long as we are willing to sit down and have a good talk, we may be able to find a solution."

After hearing what He Yuliang said, Ran Qiuye's eyes flashed with hope. "Are you really willing to have a good talk with me?"

He Yuliang nodded, "Yes, I do."

Ran Qiuye's mood was a little indescribable for a while. She thought that her relationship with He Yuliang was irreparable, but now, he was willing to sit down and have a good talk with her. This turn of events made her feel both surprised and hopeful, so she acquiesced.

He Yuliang was pushed out of the house by Huaihua while holding the quilt. Walking on the narrow path of the courtyard, he felt the oppression brought by this space. Although the night outside had already enveloped him, the atmosphere of the courtyard was still heavy and stuffy, as if silently telling of the various contradictions and uneasiness in the family.

Huaihua gently patted He Yuliang's shoulder, and her voice revealed a hint of kindness and encouragement: "Yuliang, go find a quiet place to sit down and have a good chat."

He Yuliang nodded, his heart full of expectations. He knew that what he needed to do now was to sit down and listen carefully to the other party, trying to resolve the ambiguity and misunderstanding between them.