Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

Simulated prosthetics can give new life to soldiers who have lost the meaning of life due to injury and retirement, and at the same time bring hope to disabled people in society.

If everything goes as planned, will the Paralympic Games face disbandment in the future?

Artificial neurons represent a cutting-edge technology in the world.

After collaborating with the bio-exploration company, Zhiyi's biological research institute began to specialize in this field.

As of today, there has been good progress and results.

However, it will be a long way to go before it truly reaches a stage that meets market application requirements.

The fact that they were able to enter the experimental stage so quickly was an unexpected surprise for everyone, as they had originally prepared for a long and arduous battle.

Even with Yang Jianguo's comprehensive solution, the technical challenges involved still need to be overcome one by one; moving from theory to practice is never an easy task.

After much discussion, Zhiyi started asking the same old question: how well was the security at their company?

Publicizing the project results will inevitably attract the attention of foreigners. We don't want our hard-earned achievements to end up benefiting others.

Shouldn't foreigners give back some of the money they've made through technological monopolies and high prices over the years?

"Don't worry, the security over there is of the highest standard."

Yang Jianguo chuckled, picked up his glass, and called out, "Alright, let's not talk about work anymore. Let's have another drink, you and me."

With a satisfying slurp, Yang Jianguo took a big sip, smacked his lips a few times, picked up a peanut, and was about to chat with her about everyday life when suddenly someone outside shouted, "Silly Zhu!"

The three people in the room were stunned. They hadn't heard that title in years. 'Where did this distant relative come from?'

Just as I was wondering, I heard Teacher Ran come out. "Grandpa, are you looking for Zhuzi? And who are you?"

"Yes, I'm looking for Sha Zhu... I'm his father."

At Sha Zhu's house, the heavy cotton curtains blocked the biting cold wind outside, but they couldn't block the chilling atmosphere inside.

He Yuzhu, who had rushed back after receiving the call, was sitting at the round table with a gloomy face. The old man opposite him, with a hunched back and a timid expression, could only be that bastard He Daqing.

Yingzi, who was peeking out from the inner room, tugged at Teacher Ran's hand and whispered, "Teacher Ran, has Zhuzi's father ever said anything to you?"

Ran Qiuye shook her head, her expression complicated, but her heart was even more complicated, because the atmosphere in front of her was too tense.

She was so nervous that she didn't dare to stay alone, so she ran across the street to call Yingzi over to bolster her courage. "He rarely mentions his father-in-law... I know as much as you do."

He abandoned his son and daughter, ran off with a widow, and then went to take care of her orphans and widows, and there was no news of him for decades.

What's even worse is that when Sha Zhu and He Yushui finally managed to get to the door, they were kicked out before they could even get in.

Only He Yuzhu and his sister He Yushui truly know how much this incident hurt him.

Now, life is better, and people are more content.

He Yuzhu thought he had let go of all these unpleasant things and would never look back.

But who would have thought that this old bastard would suddenly reappear, saying that he wanted to be kicked out of the house so that he could take care of him in his old age.

"He Daqing, you motherfucker...you old bastard, do you have no shame at all?"

boom!

Enraged to the extreme, He Yuzhu slammed his fist on the table, his eyes bulging like copper bells. The anger that had been building up inside him for decades seemed to make the house tremble slightly.

Chapter 786 This is difficult; quickly go and invite Jianguo.

Facing the idiot Zhu, who was like an angry bull, He Daqing hunched over, shrank his neck, and looked around timidly.

He Daqing had completely abandoned all pretense of decency, intending to throw caution to the wind and stubbornly refuse to leave.

Even if you scold or yell at him, he will never budge.

But just because he's shameless doesn't mean he's not guilty or afraid of getting beaten up!

"Silly Zhu, Silly Zhu," that nickname was given to him by him. He Daqing thought he knew his son very well.

They still think of him as the stubborn and irritable person he was when he left decades ago.

If I were to talk back and anger him, he might really punch me in a fit of temper...

What kind of image would it have if word got out that a son beats his father?

Losing face in front of your son is a completely different matter from losing face in front of your neighbors and strangers.

'Let him swear if he wants, just let him say a few words.'

He Daqing could come knocking on our door with a long face, so why be afraid of his sharp tongue? 'Go ahead and curse, curse all you want! Curse your heart out, and once you've calmed down, we'll still be family.'

He Daqing appeared timid on the surface, but he was secretly delighted!

People with short tempers have a characteristic: their anger comes on quickly but also subsides quickly; they have a sharp tongue but a soft heart.

While he was cursing, the anger in his heart was gradually offset by his guilt.

Actually, he was hoping for this scolding!

If it weren't for this good scolding, it would have been a really bad thing.

"He Daqing, speak up...you son of a bitch, speak up!"

After cursing Sha Zhu for ages, he suddenly realized that his bastard father, He Daqing, hadn't uttered a single word.

He just kept his head down and let him yell at him, acting like a shameless rogue who wouldn't listen to reason.

This, ironically, instantly dissipated most of Sha Zhu's anger. 'Is he really determined to cling to me?'

In the past, Sha Zhu might not have been able to think this through.

A person's insight, experience, and the people and things they deal with are all key factors that influence them.

Ever since Yang Jianguo enlightened him, Sha Zhu's life has gotten better and better. Later, he even opened Tianxia Manor, and it can be said that no ordinary people came and went, and everyone he met was a nobleman.

Through constant exposure, Sha Zhu's knowledge and understanding grew day by day...

Now that I've calmed down, my sharp intellect has taken over again.

"He Daqing, do you think you're determined to cling to me?"

He Daqing shuddered, then sat there silently, head down. No matter what anyone said today, he wouldn't be allowed to move.

“Let me tell you, He Daqing, don’t think I can’t do anything to you. If you’re going to play the rogue here and stay silent… I’ll have to take you to the neighborhood office and we’ll have a proper talk with someone.”

"I want to see if there's any place in this world where reason is still prevailing."

He Daqing was taken aback, thinking to himself, 'When did this silly boy develop a brain?'

This was something he hadn't expected. The silly boy who only knew how to use brute force back then had actually developed a brain now.

No wonder he was able to build such a big business, become a boss, and live a good life.

He Daqing looked around, thinking to himself, 'This is going to be difficult.' It seems he can no longer pretend to be deaf and dumb; he has to have a serious talk with him.

"Silly, cough cough... Pillar."

Clearing his hoarse throat, He Daqing decided to reason with him and appeal to his emotions.

"Your father was wrong back then. I shouldn't have abandoned you two. You and Yushui were so young... I, as your father, was a terrible person."

But then again, Dad did leave two rooms for you and your brother, so you wouldn't be exposed to the wind and rain, right?

"Your skills... even the skills to run a restaurant, were taught by your father, right?"

"Shit."

He Yuzhu frowned and retorted loudly, "I learned that from my master, what does it have to do with you?"

"If it weren't for my sake, would your master have taught a poor kid like you? Your master... those are all my fellow apprentices, not your father. You think you can just call them 'uncle' or 'senior uncle' and learn their skills?"

He Daqing also stood up, crossed his arms, and shouted excitedly, "And... I also send Lao Yi 5 yuan every month so he can pass it on to you. I'm just afraid you and your brother will go hungry. That 5 yuan should be enough for you two to eat..."

"Wait, wait a minute."

Sha Zhu raised his arm, frowned, and interrupted, "You've been sending money to Uncle Yi every month?"

Hearing his question, He Daqing was also stunned. "Yes, 5 yuan a month, sent for 10 years. If you don't believe me, I still have the postage receipt!"

Sha Zhu was dumbfounded. How come he had never heard Yi Zhonghai mention this before? So all the money he spent on him was from that old bastard He Daqing?

Oh, that old bastard Qian is out. You've accepted all his kindness.

Damn it, all these years I've treated him like my own father, even carrying his coffin and attending his funeral, burning paper money and incense for him during festivals.

"Pillar."

Teacher Ran came out from the inner room, stood beside him, took his hand, and looked at He Daqing with suspicion.

She still couldn't quite believe that an old man and an old woman would do such a thing.

If you really had that 5 yuan, you should have at least said something before, right?

But the two of them never revealed a word about it until they died. They had treated the old couple very well, almost like their own parents.

He... surely he wouldn't go that far!

More than that, Teacher Ran was worried that the matter was true and that Zhu Zi might do something foolish in a fit of anger.

So, while pulling her husband aside and telling him not to rush and to ask first, she winked at the woman inside the house.

'Quickly, bring Jianguo here immediately!'

In this world, the only person her husband could truly respect was Yang Jianguo.

"Zhiyi, go and invite your father here."

Yingzi whispered instructions, and Zhiyi crouched down and tiptoed out. As soon as she was out the door, she ran home, shouting, "Dad, Dad, something terrible is about to happen!"

"kindness?"

When Zhiyi burst into the house, she found her own father sitting at his desk, flipping through a book. His calm and composed demeanor was truly remarkable.

"Father, something terrible has happened in the yard."

Zhiyi ran up to him, her heart filled with anxiety, but her tone softened, showing some of her father's composure.

After finishing writing the last word of this section and putting down his pen, Yang Jianguo calmly asked, "What did He Daqing say that made Teacher Ran ask you to come and invite me?"

“He said that he gives Lao Yi…and Uncle Yi five yuan every month to take care of Uncle Zhu and Aunt Yushui.”

"anything else?"

Seeing that he wasn't surprised at all, Zhiyi was dumbfounded and said blankly, "That's it? Isn't this big enough?"

"Big, but not big."

Knowing there was nothing else to discuss, Yang Jianguo calmly stood up and smiled, "After all, the person is dead. How long can any amount of resentment linger? Let's go see what your Uncle Zhu is up to."

'This He Daqing is no pushover either.'

Chapter 787 A dead pig is not afraid of boiling water; cherishing one's reputation

As Yang Jianguo went out and walked up the steps to the other side, he heard a commotion coming from the house across the street.

"I don't care whether you gave me money or not. When you were raising a widow's son, why didn't you think about this day coming to you?"

"Oh, you don't raise your own son, but you raise someone else's son. And then, when you're old and gray, you come back and expect your own children to take care of you in your old age? Is that any kind of logic in the world?"

"When you abandoned me and Yushui, how old were we? I was standing in the yard with that skinny little girl who looked like a bean sprout, looking like an idiot."

Mother's gone, and Father ran off with someone. Fine, he ran away, but at least other fathers do something worthwhile. What about you? You ran off to be a mistress's lover, raising illegitimate children! I spit on you!

Sha Zhu's insults were incredibly vulgar; he pointed at He Daqing's nose and treated him like he was not even human, let alone his father.

He Daqing was ruthless enough. He crossed his hands and put them in his sleeves, then sat down in the corner with his head down, enduring the insults without uttering a sound.

"You old bastard, I..."

"Pillar, pillar, Jianguo, Jianguo is here."

Seeing that he was going too far with his words, Ran Qiuye was about to persuade him when she saw Yang Jianguo lift the curtain and pat his arm with a delighted expression, urging him to look outside.

“You’re here, Jianguo, please have a seat. I’ll take care of this old bastard.”

"Okay, I'll sit down."

Yang Jianguo chuckled and, without uttering a word of advice, sat down on the square chair by the door without making a sound.

That demeanor clearly indicated he was just there to watch the show...