Siheyuan: The Qing Dynasty is back

Sha Zhu's words made Yu Li, who was holding her son at the side, so angry that she kicked him.

Is that what you, as a son, should say? Have you still not distinguished the big and small kings in the family?

Chen Xueru quickly interrupted, "Daqing, you are amazing! Are you going to meet some important leaders tomorrow? I will find you a decent piece of clothing later so that you can attend the meeting in high spirits tomorrow."

As he said this, he looked at He Daqing with admiration.

This is the reaction of a normal person, unlike this rebellious son who can't speak.

He Daqing said proudly: "What big leader or small leader? I am no worse than him. Last time I took a photo with the chief, and that was much higher than this level."

Indeed, He Daqing put the group photo in a frame and hung it directly on the wall of the living room in a conspicuous place. No matter who came to He Daqing's house, they could see it at a glance.

Yu Li also said, "Dad, why haven't I heard you talk about this before? Is it so sudden this time?"

He Daqing explained, "Before, I was afraid that you would spread it and cause criticism. Now, there is no need to do that. I guess the factory will broadcast it tomorrow, and it may also appear in the newspaper the day after tomorrow."

Except for Sha Zhu, the whole family was sincerely happy for He Daqing. After all, this was the honor of their family.

After being beaten, Shazhu ate his meal obediently and dared not speak again.

You have to know that He Daqing's physique is better than that of ordinary young people. The force of that slap was enough for Sha Zhu to enjoy it for several days.

But he didn't know that from this moment on, He Daqing had already decided to ask Liu Haizhong for advice. He would have a hard time in the future, and today's experience was just an appetizer.

After dinner, Chen Xueru rummaged through the drawers and found a Zhongshan suit for He Daqing that was made of fine fabric and exquisite workmanship. She had sewn it stitch by stitch herself.

He Daqing tried it on and found that he looked just like a young Daniel Wu.

Chen Xueru looked at He Daqing, who was so energetic, with her eyes full of water and almost burst into tears.

He Daqing was very satisfied with her image. She gently hugged Chen Xueru and said, "Wife, it's great to have you!"

Chen Xueru lay on He Daqing's strong chest, hugging his waist tightly.

"Daqing, I also feel so happy to be with you."

The two hugged each other tighter and tighter, slowly getting into the mood.

Just as He Daqing was about to move on to the next step, the little brat lying on the kang next to him suddenly burst into tears.

His crying made his sister He Yuyao cry as well.

They are all very easy-going people, how could they be so ignorant?

He Daqing was so angry that he wanted to curse. Are they all here to collect debts?

Seeing He Daqing looking so angry, Chen Xueru covered her mouth and almost laughed out loud.

She gently hit He Daqing and complained, "Why are you still standing there? Go and see if your son has defecated. Why are you still arguing with a child?"

He Daqing went over to clean up his son, muttering, "This little bastard really doesn't know how to pick the right time. When he grows up, I'll beat his ass to pieces!"

Chen Xueru looked at He Daqing's childish appearance with a smile, and her heart was filled with sweetness.

Although this man is strong outside, he gives almost all his tenderness to this family.

Early the next morning, He Daqing was dressed neatly, and his clothes were arranged by Chen Xueru without a wrinkle, looking full of energy.

When he pushed his bicycle out, everyone who saw him would come over to say hello and greet him.

Yan Bugui was carrying a worn briefcase and was about to go to school when he suddenly saw He Daqing and was immediately attracted by his outfit.

He walked quickly to He Daqing's side and asked in confusion, "Uncle, you are dressed so smartly today. Is there any good news? Tell us so that we can all be happy together."

He Daqing smiled faintly and replied, "It's okay, I'm just going to the city to attend a meeting. We'll all be leaders there, so we can't lose face."

After He Daqing finished speaking, Yan Bugui hadn't spoken yet. Liu Haizhong, who was behind him, happened to hear him. He said sourly, "You are just a deputy director, and you are going to the city to attend a meeting? Besides, the city leaders probably don't know you. You are at most a filler. No one will pay attention to a deputy director no matter how you dress up, right?"

He Daqing looked back at the sour guy, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, someone actually paid attention to me as the deputy director today, and I have to give a speech on stage. I guess I disappoint you."

"What? You're still going to give a speech in the city? Daqing, what's going on?"

Yan Bugui also asked with a look of disbelief.

He Daqing chuckled and said, "Old Yan, think about what day it is today, and then you will understand what I mean."

After saying that, he ignored them and pushed his bike out the door.

Yan Bugui looked at He Daqing's back in confusion. What day is today? May Day?

Yan Bugui could think of this, but Liu Haizhong could not think of anything else. He said disdainfully, "What's the big deal? Isn't it just going to the city to attend a meeting? You act like you're attending a national conference."

At this moment, Sha Zhu and Yu Li also came out pushing their bicycles.

As soon as Yan Bugui saw Sha Zhu, he asked, "Zhu Zi, what kind of meeting is your father attending in the city? It looks quite formal."

When Sha Zhu heard Yan Bugui ask this, he immediately said smugly, "What other meeting could it be? Isn't it just the Sijiu City Model Worker Commendation Conference? My dad is our city's model worker this year. There are big leaders there. He's going to give a speech on stage. If he doesn't dress formally, wouldn't that be embarrassing for the men in Sijiu City?"

When Liu Haizhong heard this, he immediately shouted angrily: "What? Why is He Daqing a model worker in the city? He has only been in the factory for a few years, what qualifications does he have?"

Sha Zhu immediately became unhappy when he heard this. He could doubt his own father, but others absolutely could not.

"Fatty Liu, what do you mean? Why can't my father be a model worker in the city? The factory and the city have already confirmed it. What opinion do you have? It has nothing to do with you!"

He Daqing is not here at the moment, and Liu Haizhong is not afraid of Sha Zhu. You know, whenever Sha Zhu offended him in the past, Yi Zhonghai always asked Sha Zhu to apologize to him, otherwise he would accuse Sha Zhu of not respecting the elderly and loving the young.

So Liu Haizhong, who had not yet come out of his original thoughts, yelled at Sha Zhu: "Sha Zhu, how could you talk to me? Am I wrong? Your father He Daqing must have used connections to become this model worker, otherwise the factory leaders would be blind to choose him!"

Sha Zhu's temper flared up immediately. He threw his bicycle to the ground, stepped in front of Liu Haizhong, grabbed his collar and said, "Fatty Liu, you are so incompetent. You always think the worst of others. I think you deserve to be punished!"