Chapter 125 The White Widow's Request
As soon as Jia Zhang came to her senses, she felt a burning pain on her left cheek.

As soon as I touched it, the pain became even worse.

Although she knew that Xu Fugui was deliberately taking this opportunity to retaliate by slapping her face until it was swollen,
At this time, there was nothing to be done.

I thought I could only return it next time I had the chance.

Seeing He Daqing and the others who were calling out to her soul, Jia Zhang, who was afraid that they would attack her again, immediately shouted,

"Okay, okay, I'm fine. It's okay."

Then, she stood up with the help of Jia Dongxu.

Seeing that Jia Zhang was fine, Yan Bugui immediately smiled and disgusted her.

"Mrs. Zhang, you have to thank Lao Xu for what happened today. If he hadn't reacted quickly, you might have been really scared."

After hearing Yan Bugui's words, the people in the courtyard did not react, but the neighbors had already echoed him.

"That's right, Mrs. Zhang.

We just saw it.
Not only did your face turn pale with fear, but even your eyeballs didn't move. If it wasn't for Lao Xu hitting you, you would have definitely gone crazy."

"Yes, yes, yes. We were also scared by you just now. You have to thank Lao Xu very much."

……

Seeing that the neighbors all asked her to express her gratitude to Xu Fugui, Jia Zhang felt very aggrieved.

But in front of so many people, she really had to compromise, otherwise the neighbors would definitely say that she was ungrateful.

She can't bear such a huge blame.

So Jia Zhang could only express her gratitude to Xu Fugui in a humiliated manner.
Seeing that Jia Zhang was very angry, but had no choice but to thank him,
Xu Fugui was so happy that his heart blossomed.

"It's okay, Sister Zhang. We are neighbors. This is what I should do."

The episode is over, and the prisoners have been executed.
Then the families of Wang Mazi and his men went to claim the bodies.

Finally, the soldiers loaded Han Qingkui and others who were unclaimed into the car and took them to the mass grave outside the dung drying field.

The ordinary people who were watching also dispersed one after another.

After returning from the execution ground, He Yuzhu saw Li Jian standing in the yard as soon as he entered the door.

"Zhu Zi, you are finally back, where is Master He?"

He Daqing, who was walking behind and discussing the matters at the execution ground with Yi Zhonghai and others who looked very excited, heard Li Jian looking for him and said quickly,

"Here, Xiao Li, did the shopkeeper ask you to come and tell us to go to work?"

"Yes, Master He.

The shopkeeper said that the shop has not been open for two months. Tomorrow we will clean up Fengze Garden first, and then contact the suppliers.

It will officially open for business in two days.”

Hearing that it was really about work, He Daqing immediately laughed.

"Okay, I understand.
After you finish your meal at home, go back and tell the shopkeeper that Zhuzi and I will go to Fengze Garden early tomorrow morning."

"Master He, I won't eat anymore.
After notifying you and Zhuzi, I have to go and notify Master Zheng and Master Zhu,
You have been delayed for too long, I really don’t have time.”

Seeing that he had something important to do, He Daqing did not try to keep him.

"Okay, I didn't know you were coming. I just went to the dung drying ground outside Anding Gate to watch the execution.

Since you have something to do, I won’t keep you here.”

Upon hearing that they were going to the execution ground to execute the prisoners, Li Jian nodded excitedly to He Daqing, then said a few words to He Yuzhu and left the courtyard.

As the saying goes, some are happy while others are sad.

After Li Jian left, Liu Haizhong looked at He Daqing with envy, then said with a sad face,
"Old Yi, you said that He Daqing and his men at Fengzeyuan have been notified to go to work, so should our steel rolling mill be ready soon?
In the first two months when I was at the factory, I was thinking about coming back every day. Now, after just 10 days of rest, I am thinking about going back to work again. What is going on? "

Hearing Liu Haizhong's question, Yi Zhonghai smiled and shook his head.

"Don't talk about you, I want to go to work now,
We paid a lot of donations during the two months of the siege of Peking. We don’t have much money at home now, and we can’t survive for long without working.

But when we came back from the steel mill, the People's Liberation Army had just taken over the factory.
Who knows when we can get to work.”

With a sigh, Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong were not in the mood to chat or talk nonsense.

Then they went home to rest.

At night, He Daqing, who had just paid his public grain tax, was lying on the kang enjoying his wise moment.
The White Widow next to her said tentatively while putting on her clothes,

"Lao He, speaking of work, when did Zhuzi start learning the craft from you?
I’m afraid it’s time to start my career!”

Hearing his wife suddenly ask this, He Daqing, who had just finished having fun, didn't think much about it.
"He was about 7 years old! I remember that I started teaching him to read with a recipe book. When he was about 9 years old, I taught him how to flip the pot and use a kitchen knife. When he was 12 years old, he entered Fengze Garden.
Why are you asking this? "

"I was thinking that Qingshan is already over 7 years old, and it's not right for him to keep running around in the yard.

See if you can teach him a trade."

As soon as she finished speaking, the White Widow observed He Daqing's reaction, but when she saw that he didn't speak for a long time, she immediately pretended to be angry and said coquettishly.

"I just served you so hard, and you didn't even agree to this."

It is said that lust can blind one's mind. Seeing the White Widow's posture, He Daqing suddenly felt that he was able to do it again.

He stood up and hugged the White Widow while smiling and saying,

"I'm doing this for your own good!"

Seeing He Daqing approaching, Widow Bai pushed him away.

"Go! Death!
If I believed you, I'd be damned.

If you really want to do good for us, please teach Qingshan the craft."

"I didn't say no, but I don't have the final say on teaching Qingshan cooking."

"Don't fool me. You have no say over it. Who has the final say?"

"You have to ask Zhuzi about this. If he agrees, I will teach you. If he disagrees, I won't dare to teach you.
Otherwise, he will shoot you, and you two will have nowhere to go to appeal for justice."

Seeing what He Daqing meant, and thinking of how He Yuzhu had killed so many spies some time ago, Bai Guafu swallowed back the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

Then he started to provoke He Daqing.

"You are his father. No matter how much he doesn't take human life seriously, he dares not to listen to you."

"Not always,
Zhuzi has always been stubborn and self-willed since he was young. He often fought with the kids in the courtyards and alleys.

I noticed that he has been quiet for the past six months. I thought he had grown up and become sensible.

I'm quite pleased.

I didn't expect that they would turn around and use guns and cannons, and kill so many spies.

Gave me a big surprise.

He didn't even discuss such a big thing with me as his father. I couldn't guess what he was thinking.
If he really doesn’t like it, he might just shoot you two.”

After hearing what He Daqing said, Widow Bai was also a little scared.

"Then why don't you try to find out what Zhuzi thinks when you go to work tomorrow?"

"Okay, leave it to me, but hehe!"

Hearing He Daqing's strange laugh, White Widow knew what he was thinking, so she pounced on him.

(End of this chapter)