Quick Travel: Crazy Literature

Ho Hung Yun, who had no idea what had happened today, returned home in the afternoon. As soon as he walked downstairs, he noticed that everyone was looking at him with subtle eyes.

He frowned and pulled the corners of his mouth, "Aunt Liu, what's wrong?"

Aunt Liu looked him left and right, up and down, pondering all kinds of things in her mind, but she really couldn't tell that Stanley Ho was the kind of person who was two-faced.

Although everyone loves a boy in the family, as he is the lifeblood of the family, those who live here are all faculty and staff, and many of them can only have one child. There are also many who only have one daughter, and they have to love her even if they don't want to.

Ho Hongyun and his wife did a good job of outwardly preparing themselves for the event. They told everyone that the second child was an accident and went to the hospital for a check-up. At that time, the fetus was more than three months old. Zhao Hongjuan was in poor health and an abortion would cause serious harm to her. Therefore, the second child was born despite being fined, but she also lost her teaching job. Due to this situation, the school still kept Zhao Hongjuan in logistics work, and Ho Hongyun was still able to teach.

Ho Hongyun was a tall and thin man with a gentle appearance. He had a good relationship with everyone. So even if He Shan said something misleading, people who didn't see it with their own eyes would just sigh in their hearts and didn't really laugh at him in front of others.

Although Aunt Liu is a gossiper, she is also very measured. The gossips are all about real people and real events, so when she looked He Hongyun up and down, she just said, "Teacher He, there was a little noise in your house just now. Your Zhang Nizi is cooking at home now."

The people around pricked up their ears quietly.

He Hongyun paused for a moment, then smiled helplessly: "How can she cook when she is so young? She probably didn't do well in the exam and that's why she's showing it here. I have to go back and check on her, don't let anything go wrong."

Everyone then remembered that the primary school next to them had held a midterm exam two days ago. What Zhang Nizi said about ignoring her was probably because her results were too bad, and Ho Hongyun was very strict with his children. It seemed that they were overthinking it.

Seeing everyone looking around guiltily, He Hongyun turned his eyes away calmly and walked quickly towards home.

When Heshan returned home, he started to renovate the house. The He family had only two rooms, a narrow kitchen and bathroom, and a small living room with a set of large bamboo sofas and a wooden table, nothing else.

He Tianming is still young, so the couple sleeps with him. The other room belongs to the original owner, who has slept alone since she was three years old. The couple calls it training her independence.

However, when He Tianming was nine years old, the room became his, and the original owner had to sleep on the bamboo sofa, and his several sets of clothes were placed in a small box next to the small balcony of two or three square meters, and he no longer had his own private space.

Heshan pouted and smashed the lock on the kitchen cabinet in dissatisfaction.

At noon, Zhao Hongjuan asked her to chase He Tianming who didn't eat well. After finally feeding him, Zhao Hongjuan ate all the food on the table in two bites. She was hungry and didn't dare to cry. Zhao Hongjuan said while picking her teeth: "Isn't there some left in the bowl in your hand? We can't waste food."

The bowl was filled with He Tianming's leftovers. He liked to eat half and spit out the other half when he ate, so the rest was all stained with saliva. Although the original owner was only eight years old, he was also very clean, so he had to clean up the dishes in silence while hungry.

Zhao Hongjuan glared at her fiercely at the time and scolded her for being wasteful. If she wanted to be hungry, she could just go hungry. He Tianming was gloating beside her and making faces at her. He was also restless in the afternoon and made trouble all over the house. The original owner had to follow him to clean up, otherwise Zhao Hongjuan would scold her for having no eyesight.

Then things became simple. He Tianming took a pencil and drew on the wall. It was very difficult to deal with what he really drew on. The original owner pulled him for a while, but He Tianming, that bad boy, couldn't get away and pretended to cry. Zhao Hongjuan heard it and rushed over to slap the original owner.

The kitchen cabinet was locked with grain, oil, rice, flour, eggs, meat and a lot of food, which made Heshan smile happily.

At that time they all used honeycomb coal stoves to cook. She took the kettle off the stove, put the iron pot on, scooped a large spoonful of oil, fried ten eggs, and then chopped the meat into pieces and made them into meatballs.

Add water to the pot, when the water boils, put the fried eggs in, put the meatballs in, and when it’s almost time, add a handful of white noodles.

This period was the beginning of the 20s, and the ingredients were all original and fragrant. They were very delicious when cooked like this.

Heshan happily finished a large pot of it and only then did he feel satisfied.

Although it's not as good as the previous world, she doesn't mind it, hehehehe.

What to do after eating and drinking? Of course, sleep. She is very tired today.

When He Hongyun got home and opened the door, the room was dark. He closed the door and turned on the light, and he was shocked.

The kitchen is on the side of the door. After He Shan finished eating, he didn't clean up and the food was in a mess.

Looking at He Hongyun, his brows were furrowed so much that they could pinch a fly to death, and the living room was also a mess.

"Hongjuan? Hongjuan?"

He shouted twice but no one answered. He stood there without moving. Seeing that the door of Heshan's room was closed, he shouted again: "Yinzhang! What about Yinzhang!"

In the room, Heshan covered his head with a pillow.

Don't listen to the bastard chanting sutras.

No one answered for a long time, and He Hongyun became annoyed. Aunt Liu just said that He Yinzhang had come back to cook.

He Hongyun had a dark face and walked forward to knock on the door, "He Yinzhang!"

No, no, I won’t open it. Mom hasn’t come back yet.

Heshan huddled in bed in fear, afraid that the big bad wolf outside the door would break in.

Just at this moment, there was a sound at the door. Zhao Hongjuan came back with He Tianming. When they opened the door and saw the mess in the house, they immediately fell into disgrace, just like He Hongyun.

He Hongyun looked at the red medicine on her forehead and asked in surprise: "What's wrong?"

Zhao Hongjuan was angry when she heard this. She said angrily, "It was all that damn girl's fault."

He Tianming yelled, "Beat her to death, beat her to death!"

Zhao Hongjuan rushed over and tried to push open the door to pull He Shan out, intending to give her a good beating. He Hongyun did not stop her and made way for her.

The poor little boy Heshan also heard the noise outside. He jumped up and opened the door excitedly. However, he was not careful and Zhao Hongjuan lost control of her strength, and he fell to the ground with a "bang".

Heshan was so happy that he felt distressed: "Oh, it's not even the New Year yet, why are you kowtowing to me, mom?"

Damn it!

Zhao Hongjuan got up with her teeth bared, "You are such a rebellion! I will teach you a lesson today!"

Ho Hung Yun also said: "He has no respect for his elders and deserves to be beaten!"

"Hey, mom, what are you doing with the feather duster?" She dodged, "Wow, mom, why are you fighting at dawn?"

He Tianming, who was innocently injured, burst into tears. Zhao Hongjuan couldn't hold back her strength, and He Tianming's arm was visibly swollen.

Zhao Hongjuan's eyes widened and she ran over quickly. Oh, it was her darling! He Hongyun was also horrified and surrounded him.

"He Yinzhang!" Zhao Hongjuan roared.

He Shan suppressed his laughter and said even louder than her: "I'm here, Mom, you're really going too far. What did my brother do wrong? Look at what you've done to him!"

"Brother, even though mom beat you severely with a feather duster, she is still our mom after all. You can't lose your temper and get mad at her, or else she won't give you meat or buy you toys in the future. What will you do?"

Zhao Hongjuan was crying out of concern for her son, and when she heard these words that turned right into wrong, she scolded her again: "Are you crazy? If you hadn't dodged, how could your brother have been beaten?"

He Shan: "See, mom will quibble and refuse to admit her mistakes. Just tell me if you hit my brother's arm. Oh, my poor brother, he was beaten by mom."

He Tianming started crying loudly and pushed Zhao Hongjuan away.

He Shan smiled and continued: "And Dad, don't be angry. Mom is just like this. She is not even close to my aunt. It's normal for you to like her. Just bear with it. After all, you still have a lifetime to live with."

Cousin? What cousin?

Zhao Hongjuan suddenly turned around and looked at her husband.