The conspiracy of the courtyard

The little guy’s name in his previous life was Zeng Zegang. He was born in a rural area of ​​an 70th-tier county town in Henan Province in the late s.

After more than ten years of hard work by my parents, we finally settled down in the county town.

He also transformed from an unknown little black kid from the countryside to a child from a wealthy family in the eyes of others.

With mediocre academic performance, his parents spent a lot of money to find him a boring job as a clerk in public security trace identification.

When I have nothing to do, I read all kinds of books. I don’t read any inspiring books about promising young people with rough lives, nor do I have any lofty ideals or ambitions. I am just an ordinary citizen who cannot be more ordinary.

As for major events in life, I have experienced quite a few.

When I was young, I had a weird pair of grandparents. Because there were many children in the family, they wanted to make sure each child could find a partner.

The only way they can do is to threaten their newly married parents with death, forcing them to leave the family and pursue their ambitions in a wider area, commonly known as leaving the house with nothing.

He also asked his parents to give up the career they had worked hard for more than ten years, on the pretext that if they didn't agree, they would be buried immediately.

There was a brother and sister-in-law who had exploited their family members to their heart's content. They used the ID cards of the whole family to secretly apply for various loans, and then sold the house without telling anyone, causing their elderly parents to have to work to pay off the debt.

I have had a few relationships where the woman was not willing to go for sex, let alone love. What a joke. She just wanted to go with you for gifts.

There was a father-in-law who loved fighting arts and a mother-in-law who was a long-term sparring partner. It was quite a big deal. Anyway, when people introduced him, they would say he was the son-in-law of so-and-so.

I had a slightly strong wife, not much, I just divorced and left with nothing.

House? Didn't you buy it for your son and daughter? Children? Aren't they my flesh and blood? What does it have to do with you?

The most comforting thing should be having a pair of smart and cute children, although we haven’t seen each other since the divorce, and even the little girl doesn’t know that she has a father... hehe... embarrassing...

To sum up, the young still rely on their parents to be successful, the young become mediocre, the middle-aged have a few years of comfort, and the old age...

Well, it seems that he didn’t make it to old age, and he had a stroke and ended up lying in bed…

Then I lay down completely on the new bed...

Age... er... 45, if you cut off the beginning and the end

Alas... I feel so sad. I have to start over from scratch so happily. I don't know if I can live a decent life in this life.

I don’t want a wonderful life anymore, I just want to be a real second-generation rich man and have a taste of spending money like water…

When Zeng Zegang was lamenting about his life,

There was a loud bang, and the wooden door of the ward was pushed open.

A young man, about 20 years old, shouted in a muffled voice: "Where is my son? Let me see him quickly."

Zeng Zegang sighed and thought

[Well, judging from the noise, I know that the dream of the rich second generation is still a dream... Alas]

He has a short flat head, a square face, a handsome face, sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, a high nose bridge, and dark skin... If you only look at his face, he is indeed quite handsome...

There was black oil stain on his neck, he was wearing a blue rough work suit, and there were oil stains all over his body...

In one word... it's... uh... Mai Tai...

Zeng Zegang couldn't help but ask in his heart

[I would like to interview you. How do you manage to control such a rough and bold personality with such a handsome face?

How many generations of ancestors' graves have smoked green smoke to give birth to a smart, lively and lovely elf in the world like me? Please answer positively.

The visitor didn't care what the little one was thinking in his heart, he just grinned with his big mouth showing 18 teeth and strode towards the crib with a big smile.

A pair of big hands picked up the little one in the crib and gave him a smack on the face.

He was still murmuring, "Hehe... My son, my dear son, looks so much like me. Hehe..."

[Ah… don’t come over here, or I’ll sue you for harassing… uh… a child…

Ah, here he comes again, here he comes again, my god, why doesn't anyone take care of it? 】

The elf was so frightened that he suddenly increased his altitude and cried out "Wow".

She was crying, feeling so wronged, kicking her legs and tears streaming down her face, so pitiful...

"What are you doing? Look how scared you are of the child. Hurry and give him to me," Chen Ping shouted anxiously.

Lu Zhihai reluctantly handed the elf to his wife and replied awkwardly: "It's my first time seeing it, I'm a little excited, haha."

"Okay, come, give the baby to me, it's time to feed." Chen Ping said as she unbuttoned a button of her shirt.

The little elf finally returned to the warm embrace of his mother. He took a breath, and the crying stopped abruptly. He grinned and kept smiling at his mother.

Just when I was enjoying myself, I saw a small bowl with a small grape embedded in it was placed in front of me.

[Oh my god, is it so direct? Is there no ceremony? Should I eat? Or should I eat?] Zeng Zegang couldn't help but feel a little shy

Forget it, I kicked my feet, closed my eyes, and started to suck. I sucked, I sucked, hmm… The little guy sucking looked satisfied, and the person being sucked looked kind, and kept grinning at the person sucking… This atmosphere… was inexplicably harmonious…

Chen Ping looked at the man grinning foolishly, curled her lips, and said unkindly, "Okay, stop grinning foolishly. Have you given the hospital's money to Director Wang?"

Lu Zhihai chuckled and replied, "I gave it to her, but she refused to take it. She said that you were brave and had done a great deed, and that you should publicize it in the neighborhood office area. Maybe there will be a bonus. Are you injured?"

“It doesn’t matter whether I get a bonus or not, as long as I don’t owe anyone a favor. I’ve owed a lot of favors to people in the village over the past two years, so I’ll pay them back slowly in the future.

I was wearing thick clothes, so there was nothing wrong with me. Just a slight scrape on my elbow, but I've applied medicine on it.

Hey, now that you have been promoted, how much is your salary? Now that my mother and I are here, is it enough for us to spend in the city? Don't let the child starve," Chen Ping asked worriedly.

Lu Zhihai quickly replied:

"It's enough. I used to be an apprentice with a salary of 18 yuan and no house. Now I am a regular employee with a salary of 32 yuan a month and 1 yuan is deducted for rent.

The house is in a courtyard house. I heard that the owner is a big boss and bought it specifically to house workers, most of whom are workers in the factory.

I was lucky enough to be given two rooms in the back house. Although they are not as good as the main house and the wing house, they are much better than the houses in the countryside. Are you hungry? I'll go buy you some buns."

"I'm not hungry. I had some steamed bread on the way. Don't bother. Let's eat together tonight.

Have you taken leave from the factory? How much will be deducted from your salary? I asked you to find a master to name your child, did you ask?" Chen Ping asked three questions in a row.

Lu Zhihai still answered in a good-tempered manner, "I took half a day off, so the factory deducted half a day's wages.

I also asked for a name. I asked Mr. Yan in the academy to give me a name, Lu Zixuan, which means "talented and extraordinary."

"Lu Zixuan, Zixuan... this name is good, it sounds cultured, let's call him Xuanxuan," Chen Ping murmured...