Siheyuan: Big City, Small Love

Chapter 632 Yi Xiaobao (2)

After wiping her mouth and hands, Wu'er went to He Lai and found two picture books to read, without paying any attention to Yi Xiaobao who was still eating a mango next to her.

After a while, Yi Xiaobao finished eating the mango, threw the skin and mango core into the trash can, and then picked up a towel to wipe it.

"Come on brother, I want to wash the towel."

He Lai looked at Yi Xiaobao who looked serious and replied, "Okay, come on, brother will take you there."

In front of the faucet, He Lai was holding Yi Xiaobao and washing the towel, looking a little funny.

"Xiaobao, do you do this at home?" He Lai asked curiously.

"No, at home, it's my mother who does it all, and I help her. But she told me to do my own things outside and not cause trouble for others."

Yi Xiaobao looked at He Lai and spoke truthfully.

"Xiaobao, you are so sensible."

Yi Xiaobao smiled and continued rubbing the towel.

Back in the office, Wu'er was reading a picture book intently. This seemed to be one of the few quiet moments for her.

"Do you want to read picture books? Come, brother has some." He Lai asked.

"No need, brother. My dad got me a lot of books. I'll just read this one."

Yi Xiaobao took out a first-grade Chinese textbook from his small backpack and said.

“Uh…” He Lai was stunned for a moment. Yi Zhonghai had very high expectations for his son. He started to focus on his education at such a young age. He was indeed an eighth-level master chef who could build an aircraft carrier with his bare hands.

He Lai had no idea that Yi Zhonghai was completely following He Lai's ideas. After all, He Lai studied hard every day when he was a child, so he naturally wanted his children to be like He Lai.

"Okay, then take your time to read it and ask if there are any words you don't know."

"Okay, thank you for coming, brother."

"polite."

……

Looking at the completely different expressions of Wu'er and Yi Xiaobao, one put the picture book on the coffee table, leaned on it with her head tilted, reading and laughing; the other held the textbook in both hands, slowly turning the pages one by one.

For the first time, He Lai felt that Wu'er was not very smart.

However, when Liu Mu, Shen Dandan and others came to report on their work, they would always touch their heads and praise them.

During meal time, He Lai took the two kids to the third canteen. He originally wanted to take them to the special kitchen, but when Yi Xiaobao saw Yi Zhonghai, he immediately ran over.

Yi Zhonghai was also surprised to see Yi Xiaobao, and quickly hugged him in his arms. When he learned that it was the rain that brought him here, he was not angry, but instead introduced the worker next to him to Yi Xiaobao.

Seeing this, He Lai also took Wu'er and lined up behind the cafeteria line.

"Brother, I want to eat..."

"We'll have our meal here today."

Before Wu'er could finish her words, He Lai's voice rang out.

"Oh."

Wu'er looked at Yi Xiaobao and his son in front of her, then looked at He Lai, as if she understood something. She didn't make a fuss, but just stood beside He Lai.

When it was He Lai's turn, he only ordered a serving of cold noodles, a serving of shredded pork with fish flavor and a bowl of rice.

Yi Zhonghai used to bring his lunch box back to the workshop to eat with his coworkers, but this time he didn't. Instead, he sat at the dining table nearby with Yi Xiaobao, waiting for He Lai and the others to come.

"Xiao Laizi, thank you for bringing Xiaobao out to play. I'm sorry for the trouble." Yi Zhonghai expressed his gratitude.

"Uncle, what you said is too polite, isn't it? Xiaobao is very well behaved, much better than Wu'er."

He Lai responded with a smile.

"Brother, I want to eat yours too." Wu'er looked at He Lai eating cold noodles and immediately pushed the rice forward, not wanting to eat it anymore.

"Okay, okay, you eat it." He Lai speechlessly pushed the half-eaten cold skin to Wu'er. It must be said that the cold skin was quite good. The flavor came out immediately after mixing it with the sauce.

There is nothing wrong with it except that it doesn't make you hungry. Many women who work in offices like to eat this. It is cheap and delicious.

"Xiaobao, do you want daddy to make you a bowl to try?" Yi Zhonghai asked.

"No need, Dad, I'll be full after I finish this steamed bun."

Yi Xiaobao refused directly.

"Okay, then eat slowly and don't choke." Yi Zhonghai helped him wipe the steamed bread crumbs from the corner of his mouth with a smile on his face.

He Lai watched the intimate interaction between Yi Zhonghai and Yi Xiaobao, and thought of Yi Zhonghai's sanctimonious hypocritical image in the TV series. The more he looked at it, the more awkward it felt.

After dinner, Wu'er took Yi Xiaobao out to play. After all, they were in the steel mill and there was no reason to stay in the office all the time. They needed to at least get some fresh air.

Yi Zhonghai was worried, so he followed her. He Lai went to the kitchen to see if Yu Shui was there. Why didn't this girl come to see him during lunch?

When he arrived at the kitchen, he found out that Yu Shui had not come today. He Lai had to go to the broadcasting room to find her, but was told that Yu Shui had gone home at noon.

When He Lai heard this, he knew that he must have gone to feed He Tong. Yu Shui would occasionally go home to feed her.

In the Propaganda Department, Xu Damao was smoking and chatting with some people.

"Brother Damao, what are you guys talking about?" He Lai walked over, took out a pack of cigarettes, and walked around.

"Hey, it's just the same things happening in the world. There are fights all day long. Just yesterday, something happened at Xuanwumen. I heard that someone was beaten to death." Xu Damao said.

"It's so serious! People are dead!" He Lai was also surprised. Fights are common these days, but deaths are rare.

"That's right. I heard that the murderer had a military knife in his hand. That knife was very powerful. I forgot its specific name. It was said that once it stabbed into the stomach, the wound could not be stopped and the blood kept flowing. He stabbed the person and the fight was not over yet, but the person died. The police station arrested a lot of people this time!"

A propaganda officer took over.

He Lai naturally knew what kind of knife it was. It was a three-edged military bayonet known as the "King of Cold Weapons". Its blade was prismatic and had three open sides, which meant there were three blood grooves for bleeding. Once stabbed, a triangular blood hole would be formed on the body.

The material used to make the triangular bayonet is also unusual. It contains arsenic, which can prevent wounds from healing. Therefore, if the stabbed person is not treated in time, he or she can easily bleed to death.

"Children nowadays are getting more and more aggressive. Each of them carries a small backpack with weapons hidden in it, such as kitchen knives, iron rods, bricks, whatever can fit in. I have to avoid them now. I really can't afford to offend them."

An officer continued.

"Hey, that's nothing. You don't know if you haven't been to the countryside. During the most difficult three years, every time I went to the countryside to show a film, I had to carry a gun with me. Otherwise, you couldn't even get to the village. There were robbers everywhere on the road. If you didn't give them anything, they would really fight you to the death!"

A projectionist said.

He Lai had actually encountered such cases before, but not often. Every time, He Lai would just give some money and food coupons to settle the matter. They were all poor rural young men who really couldn't make ends meet. At that time, who cared whether they broke the law or not? As long as they could have food to eat, they didn't care about anything else.

"How can it be the same? At that time, those people really couldn't eat, so they had no choice but to rob. Now these people are all 15 or 16 years old. They are like wolf cubs. They will bite anyone to death if they catch them. They will hit others on the head with red bricks in their hands at any time."

Someone else interrupted.

"It's all because they have no jobs. I don't know what these kids do every day. They've become street urchins. What Buddha? The leader must be so happy that he has recruited so many people."

"That's right. Last time, the daughter-in-law of the Feng family in our courtyard went out to buy vegetables, her money was stolen. There was a big cut in her pocket, and she didn't know when it disappeared."

……

Don’t mention it, sometimes it’s nice to listen to these excitement. Although it’s a bit exaggerated, it is real thing happening in this era.

The few of them kept chatting until He Lai's pack of Daqianmen was finished, and then they left looking unsatisfied.