Siheyuan: I became a truck driver

"It's okay, there's always a chance." Xiao Yun consoled him, "Are you just going to visit Brother Zhuzi this time and leave? Or are you going back?"

He Daqing narrowed his eyes, his face full of worry, as if his unhappiness was written on his face. "A new chef came to Qinghelou, and the manager told me to take a break for a while."

"Hey, this isn't a break, it's someone trying to steal my job."

"But what's the big deal? If the manager likes him, his skills must be better than mine, not worse."

"That's right. There are many people in this world who can cook better than me. This time I came back mainly to visit Zhuzi and your grandfather. If it's convenient, I'll stay for a while. If it's not convenient, I'll go back to Baocheng. I don't have too many thoughts."

Xiao Yun listened silently and saw He Daqing's dilemma. He immediately said, "Brother Zhuzi will definitely not want you to leave if you come back. If you have nothing else, just stay here."

"As for work, with your skills, you will definitely be able to find a job if there is an opportunity. Don't worry, take your time. You've been back for so many years, just take a break."

"What if the chef at Qinghelou is not good enough? I will have to ask you to go back."

At this time, the White Widow, who had never spoken, immediately spoke up, "Yes, Lao He, how can you not make a living with your skills? Don't worry, you will definitely find a job."

He Daqing laughed dryly twice and did not respond. Instead, he crushed the cigarette butt, lit a new one and started smoking.

However, Xiao Yun couldn't help but look at the White Widow a few more times.

The last time he saw this woman was when she had just become a driver. Not long after she started working, she went to Baocheng to deliver special supplies of goods and captured their two sons that night.

Later, because they robbed a truck and committed a serious crime, the two brothers went shooting at dawn.

Strangely enough, this woman's hot temper has subsided since her two sons died.

At first he treated He Daqing like a tool, but now it seems that He Daqing is too lazy to even open his eyes to look at him.

It is true that things change over time. Don’t bully the middle-aged and elderly people.

Come to think of it, when Widow Bai had a son, she had her son to support her, and with He Daqing's salary, she lived a pretty comfortable life.

If He Daqing doesn't do what she wants, she can call on her two sons to teach him a lesson, since he can't be driven away anyway.

Now that her son is dead, she has lost all her confidence, and her previous tricks have become her weakness. Now if she doesn't let He Daqing go to bed, she will not be able to live like this for a few days.

It's your own fault.

He Daqing is not a good person to He Yuzhu and his sister, and he cannot be considered a qualified father at all.

How could a father run away with a widow when his own child is in his teens?

But apart from these two people, He Daqing really did not let anyone down, especially Xiao Yun. The two had not met many times and their memories of the past were even more vague.

But judging from the few times we met, He Daqing was much better than the people in the compound.

"Uncle, you haven't eaten yet, right? Why not try what I cooked? I spent quite a while following your recipe, can you give me some comments?" Xiao Yun put out the cigarette and spoke.

Before He Daqing could speak, Widow Bai jumped up and said, "What? You gave the recipe to someone else?"

"What's wrong with you? Lao He, I asked you to teach your son, but you refused to do so. Now you're giving him to someone else?"

"Do you know that if my two sons had learned your recipe, they would have walked the right path?"

He Daqing raised his eyebrows and stood up, "Don't give me the cold shoulder. If you can get by, get by. If you can't, get out!"

"Fuck, your two sons are not my own, why should I give them to them?"

"Besides, were your two sons there because of the recipe? I used all my connections to find them jobs, but in the end, didn't they still go out robbing after finding jobs?"

"People say that you can tell a child's future from the age of three and his character from the age of eight. Your two sons have been bad boys since they were young. It's all their own fault. How dare you teach me?"

He Daqing's accusations were full of personal agenda.

Widow Bai realized that He Daqing was really angry, so she quickly lowered her head and tried to coax him.

"I was wrong, Lao He, I was wrong, can you please stop talking? I don't blame you, I just thought about my two sons..."

"Okay, don't mention those two dead bastards in front of me from now on. Otherwise, go back and deal with it yourself." He Daqing angrily shook off the White Widow's hand without mercy.

Seeing He Daqing's tough look, Xiao Yun silently praised him in his heart, and then stood up, "Okay, uncle, you two stay here, I'm going to buy some food, and ask Brother Zhuzi to come with you in the evening. It's a good opportunity for you to meet his daughter-in-law. I introduced her to you."

Xiao Yun said this, then picked up his coat and prepared to leave.

He Daqing sighed slightly and stood up, "Okay, then I'll go with you, in case you missed any dishes."

Xiao Yun nodded, then turned to look at the White Widow. He was just wondering how to start the conversation when He Daqing spoke.

"Just stay still. I'm telling you, Xiao Yun is a cadre at the steel mill. Everything in the room is important. If you're not clean, don't blame me for calling the police to arrest you."

Widow Bai smiled awkwardly, "Old He, what are you talking about? I changed it a long time ago."

He Daqing was too lazy to pay attention to him and just walked out first.

As soon as he left the house, He Daqing started to explain, "This woman is not honest at heart. She was caught stealing things from neighbors before. If she doesn't give her a warning, she won't behave herself."

Xiao Yun nodded. He knew best whether there was anything at home, but out of politeness he still responded, "Okay, that's good."

The two did not ride a bike, but walked slowly, chatting as they went.

On the way, He Daqing talked incessantly about the difficulties and bitterness of these years, as well as the things that happened when Bai Guadan's son was alive.

If Xiao Yun hadn't stopped him, I'm afraid he would have revealed everything that happened with the White Widow that night.

"Uncle, you said you are having a hard time, come back, at least your son and daughter are by your side, even if they are not so good, they are better than being alone."

"Oh, isn't the White Widow's son still here? If he comes back, it will be difficult to see him again."

"You...really have a long-lasting relationship."

"Hahaha, that's not the case, it's just fun..."

Xiao Yun: “…”

As they chatted, the two soon arrived at the vegetable market. He Daqing walked in front, picking and choosing, and finally bought a large net bag.

Every time when it was time to pay the bill, he would rush to do so, fearing that Xiao Yun would have to pay. Xiao Yun had no choice but to finally fulfill his wish.

When they returned to the compound, it was almost time to get off work, so they discussed it and decided that each of them would have a stove and cook breakfast.

The two returned home, but did not see the White Widow who was supposed to be at home.

Xiao Yun didn't feel anything. He Daqing put down the net bag in his hand and walked out of the house with a panicked look on his face.