She had two children, a daughter and a son. She did not value the son over the daughter. She doted on her daughter more than her son. She always wanted to make up for the blessings and blessings she had not enjoyed as a child on her daughter. She did not expect her to have any great achievements in the future. She just wanted her daughter to study well and marry well.
But she was strict with her son. She tried her best to get him to study. She hoped that her son would be responsible and have a bright future. Even if he could not be compared to his two uncles, he could not be a hooligan!
This made her very disheartened!
She was most afraid that her son would take after her father!
Looking at the current situation, there were already signs of this happening!
Otherwise, how could she be so angry!
Yang Huai covered his head with his hands. The thorn stick was swung on the back of his hand, and blood appeared.
"Come on, it's not a big deal." Li He saw this and had no choice but to step forward to stop the fight. He snatched Yang Xuewen's thorn stick and pulled Yang Huai up. "Who asked you to be so frivolous all day long? You're quite bold, aren't you? Flirting with a girl? Not just your father, even I want to beat you up."
He had watched these two brats grow up. They were kind by nature. Li Lao 'er still doubted that they would flirt with a girl on the street.
"I didn't!" Yang Huai wanted to cry but had no tears. "Little Pei is talking nonsense!"
"How could your brother slander you!" If the thorn stick had not been snatched away by Li He, Yang Xuewen would have continued to beat him up. He was so angry that he could choke.
Li He pressed down Yang Xuewen's raised hand. "Let the child speak."
Yang Huai said timidly, "It's true that I whistled, but I didn't whistle at the girl. We were playing with the firecrackers in the shop after we bought them. Coincidentally, the girl came out and heard me whistling. She covered her face and ran back into the house. Her father bumped into her, and when he saw me continue to whistle, he went crazy and wanted to beat me up!"
"Is that so?" Li He looked at Li Pei. It was a completely different version of what Li Pei had said.
"I also thought he was whistling at the girl." Li Pei was very embarrassed.
"Who whistled at the girl!" Yang Huai was very unhappy with Li Pei. If Li Pei hadn't spouted nonsense, his father wouldn't have beaten him up!
As she spoke, tears began to fall from her eyes.
"You're the only one who knows how to talk nonsense!" Li Long slapped Li Pei's head in annoyance.
"You're the only one who feels wronged!" Yang Xuewen kicked Yang Huai. "You don't want to learn the good stuff, but instead learn some crooked tricks. Who did you learn how to whistle from? This is something only a hooligan would do! "
Finally, everyone in the Li family, including Li Mei, stopped talking.
Besides Li Zhaokun, who else could it be?
It was only then that Li He realized that his father had influenced him. Unconsciously, he had learned his whistling skills from Li Zhaokun.
Thinking about it carefully, his father was indeed an all-rounded talent. He knew how to play the suona, weave willow and bamboo, sing folk tunes, and whistle. But he didn't know how to live, and he didn't know how to farm.
What was especially worth mentioning was his level of whistling. Li Zhaokun didn't know any melodies, nor did he know what a score was. He just played it according to what he heard on the radio and the loudspeaker. It was especially nice. In whistling, Li He still hadn't found anyone who could surpass his father's level.
So now, he didn't find it strange that Yang Huai knew how to whistle. If whistling was considered music, then their family could be considered a musical family!
He couldn't think of why people would associate whistling with being uneducated or even being a hooligan. He quite liked whistling. It was probably because it gave him a bit of fun when he was alone.
Thinking back in the past, he, Old Li, whistled in front of all the girls in the class!
People like Wang Hui, who was a bit more lively and knew how to whistle, would directly follow suit and tease him back!
Of course, if he whistled in front of people he didn't know, it would be a bit of harassment. It was normal to get beaten up.
"It's just whistling." Li Mei coughed heavily. She was basically protecting her man. Otherwise, she might really anger her father. She was indirectly calling his father a hooligan!
"Which wholesale department?" Li He asked Li Pei. Since his son was wronged, he had to get back at him.
Li Pei scratched his head, "Qinghua wholesale department."
"So it's that bastard," Li Zhaokun said fiercely, "I have to go find him."
Li He said, "I'll go."
His father wouldn't be of much help if he went.
"It's not good to trouble you." Yang Xuewen was prepared to go by himself. If he couldn't even solve such a small matter, then he would have wasted his time in Honghe Bridge!
"Zhang Qinghua is my middle school classmate." Li He sighed and said, "This kid attacked without any reason. I have to find trouble with him."
If Yang Huai and his son were really in the wrong, not only would he have to pinch his nose and admit it, but he would also have to bring his son to apologize. However, it was obviously not his son's fault. Since they were wronged, he had to go and ask for an explanation. Otherwise, the reputation of the two families in Honghe Bridge would be ruined. They might even be labeled as using their wealth to bully others. They couldn't afford that.
"Teach him a good lesson." Seeing that his two sons and son-in-law had gone, Li Zhaokun didn't insist on going. He just said angrily, "It's a waste that I buy so many things from him every year. This time, Third Brother is hosting a banquet. The fireworks, firecrackers, cigarettes, alcohol, and sweets are all from his family. Motherf * cker, now he doesn't even care about favors at all!"
Li He saw that his mother was still in a daze and said, "Then prepare dinner. I'll be back in a while."
Yang Xueze also said to Li Mei, "Go home. Are you preparing to celebrate the New Year here?"
Today was Chinese New Year's Eve, and they couldn't stay as long as they wanted.
It was snowing heavily on the road, so it was impossible to drive a car. Li Long drove Liu Dazhuang's tractor out and pushed the two children onto it.
The town was quiet. Most of the shops and government units were closed. Only a few shops in the front and back were still open, and smoke was still coming out of the chimney in the backyard.
Zhang Qinghua's Qinghua Wholesale Department was a typical shop in the front and home in the back. There were three shops in the front, and the three shops in the back were where the family ate, drank, and slept.
It was already past two o 'clock, but the shop was still open. There were still a few customers coming in, such as those who needed candles or red light bulbs. No matter how small a mosquito was, it was still meat. If they could make a penny more, it was a penny more.
Zhang Qinghua was in his thirties. His forehead was bald, and only the top of his head hadn't withered. He wore a black leather jacket and was smoking behind the counter. When he suddenly saw Li He walk in, he was startled.
He didn't expect Old Li's family to come so quickly.
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