Chapter 1498: Xu Damao Is Back

"Brother—I've missed you!"

Seeing Li Xuewu enter the room, Wang Yamei acted spoiled, her voice so sweet it could kill someone.

Those who knew her knew she was the former sister-in-law; those who didn't might think they had a story in the past.

"You're here." Wang Yamei's parents were also there. Seeing him enter with Wang Yajuan, their expressions carried surprise, but their words were very polite.

They wouldn't even talk about what happened between Li Xuewu and their eldest daughter back then. Later, when the eldest daughter was bullied at work, it was Li Xuewu who came forward to solve it.

Truth be told, it was impossible to calculate who owed whom, after all, the younger daughter was here.

What kind of character Wang Yamei had before—others might not say, but could their parents not know in their hearts?

If it weren't for Li Xuewu arranging a job, she would have run off with someone else long ago.

Now that she could find a good partner like Pazile, they didn't say it, but they still remembered Li Xuewu's kindness in their hearts.

It was just that every time they thought about it, there would be a few regrets in their hearts. Who could have imagined...

That's right, who could have seen it back then? Such a bastard of a guy could actually have such great prospects, becoming a Group leader.

Wang Father (Wang Yajuan's father) worked at the textile factory, also in the Dongcheng District. Which enterprise wouldn't know the Red Star Factory?

Now if you ask, who wouldn't know the Red Star Steel Group? Which unit wouldn't want to cooperate with the Red Star Steel Group and get the plaque of a related unit?

With the plaque of a related unit, one could open an account at the United Savings Bank, enter the Jinmen Trade Management Center under the Sales General Company of the Steel Group, and possess the centralized procurement projects for supply chain sales and export trade.

There are many textile factories in Beijing. Now, which unit isn't full of workers, and production capacity is in a state of surplus.

Wang Father knew that the intensity of state regulation had been getting smaller in recent years. As far as the textile industry was concerned, solving the national supply and marketing problem was just around the corner.

In other words, it was very likely that you wouldn't need to use cloth coupons to buy cloth at the supply and marketing cooperative.

How should the overflow phenomenon caused by such overcapacity be solved?

Opening the floodgates for processing would inevitably lead to product backlog and price cuts. Being able to export is naturally the most appropriate, and textiles have always been a major export item.

Since textiles are a major export item, why are textile factories still trying every possible way to get on the big ship of the Trade Management Center?

Very simple. Products exported through regular channels can only be handed over to the Textile Export General Company, which has no bargaining power or signing power.

What styles to produce and how much to produce are all the responsibility of the Export General Company.

How much money is made has nothing to do with the textile factory, because what they receive is not a procurement contract, but a production plan and task.

The superior unit allocates funds for production and operation, and won't pay an extra cent in welfare benefits.

Now, stimulated by the Red Star Steel Group, many units in Beijing are looking for ways to solve and improve welfare benefits for workers.

How high is the status of workers in this era? If you don't serve them well, they can go to the factory leader's office and curse.

Of course, the textile factory also wants welfare benefits. Who doesn't want a wealthier life?

Going through the Export General Company's channel, they can't get much money. At most, it's a bonus, but that little money is a drop in the bucket for the huge need for welfare benefits.

But it's different in the centralized procurement system of the Trade Management Center. Although they still don't have contact with foreign businessmen, they receive procurement contracts.

In other words, as long as they are within the related unit system, they have the opportunity to bid for centralized procurement projects.

Almost every year, every quarter, every month, and even every week, there are such bidding activities.

As long as your factory's products meet the standards and production requirements, you are qualified to participate in bargaining and get the most appropriate base price.

Centralized procurement projects are all big projects, basically export projects. Getting them means making money.

The Trade Management Center's bidding has standards. Each time, the number of winning enterprises must exceed three, and the total number of orders must exceed the number of bids.

Giving these orders to one enterprise, while ensuring its own production plan, might really result in not being able to finish them, or even delaying both ends.

Using surplus production capacity to bid and solve the enterprise's flexible fund problem is just right.

Wang Father's textile factory naturally joined the Red Star Steel Group's related units.

However, it wasn't through him. When the factory leaders asked back then, who had a relationship with Red Steel?

Someone mentioned him, saying his eldest daughter was from Red Steel, and perhaps she could find a connection.

But Wang Father knew clearly who the eldest daughter relied on for her relationship when she went to the Red Star Factory back then.

Some words were really hard to say. Back then, the Beijing Railway Art Troupe was facing the crisis of dissolution, and the eldest daughter was about to lose her job. The two of them were so worried they didn't sleep for two nights.

And the result?

The eldest daughter, along with the entire art troupe, was transferred to the Red Star Factory and even transferred to a cadre post.

Wang Yajuan didn't explain, but as a father, could he not know? If there wasn't an absolute connection, if the eldest daughter didn't exist, why would the Red Star Factory want their entire art troupe?

So, the name Li Xuewu was complex and tangled in his heart.

When the factory leader asked him if he had a connection, what could he say? He could only say his daughter didn't have much of a connection.

He still remembered the leader's disappointed look back then, which also caused him to have no opportunity for progress to this day.

Of course, at his age, he no longer thought about progress in his career; family harmony was his pursuit.

Wang Yamei had a partner, the partner had development in the Garrison District, and now they even had a child.

The only thing that worried him was the eldest daughter, especially the scene that happened in the middle of the year.

He also got angry at the eldest daughter. Not engaged and then breaking the engagement—wasn't this just ruining herself?

But the eldest daughter was no longer under his control. She said she wouldn't get married, so she didn't; she said she wanted to transfer from the Group to Steel City, so she transferred immediately.

Now it's even better; he couldn't control her even if he wanted to.

You tell me, in any unit, you transfer wherever you want? Is the unit opened by your family?

Don't even mention it; his daughter had this ability, which really made him unable to say these words.

But if his daughter really had this ability and really made progress in her career, he was worried again.

What exactly is this?

From the younger daughter's mouth, he learned that Li Xuewu had long been married and had children. Now the two of them are together again—what is this?

You say the two are innocent, but why can Li Xuewu take such good care of the eldest daughter?

Is a cadre post so easy to transfer to?

Three years and two advancements, and transferring from the Group to a local place—he wouldn't even dare to say he had this ability.

Without Li Xuewu, this matter couldn't be explained at all.

But if there really was some special relationship, what were the two of them thinking?

He couldn't accept this abnormal relationship. It wasn't that he was old-fashioned or worried about family style; he just simply felt sorry for his daughter being a concubine for someone else.

He also came from the old society. Could he not know what the status and life of a concubine in a big family were?

They call it a concubine, but it's just a concubine, without even the most basic security.

He had ten thousand things to say to his daughter, but the relationship between father and daughter was very stiff.

Now the eldest daughter appeared at home with Li Xuewu, but he couldn't say anything.

Wang Yamei was like a child, jumping and hopping when she saw the other party, completely unlike someone in confinement.

Before Li Xuewu could speak, he greeted nervously, and regretted it as soon as he said it.

"Uncle Wang, you're doing well."

Li Xuewu saw Wang Father's embarrassment, asked with a smile, and handed a cigarette over at the same time.

Wang Father reached out to take it, nodded, and said, "Good, good, sit down and talk."

"Auntie, you're doing well too."

Li Xuewu endured Wang Yamei's chatter in his ears and greeted Wang Mother with a smile again.

"Brother! What about me—"

Wang Yamei shouted at him, "Do you want to see the child?"

This is what she said, and the child isn't his. Why is he in such a hurry to see it?

"Calm down, there's never a quiet moment."

Wang Mother really couldn't stand it, glared at her daughter, turned to look at Li Xuewu, and said apologetically, "Very good, sit down and talk."

"Dad, Mom."

The room was very lively for a while, but Wang Yajuan spoke very little, only simply greeting them.

Wang Father looked at his daughter with emotion, but Wang Mother went straight to hold her daughter's hand.

"You left as soon as you said you would, and it's been a year." Wang Mother complained resentfully, "You really don't miss home, and you don't miss your father and me?"

"Mom—" Mother and daughter were about to shed tears as they spoke, and Wang Father kept smoking.

Li Xuewu looked at the expressive Wang Yamei and asked amusedly, "Where's the child?"

"In the inner room. Do you want to see?"

Wang Yamei finally got a chance to show off and beckoned to Li Xuewu, "Come—"

"Hehehe—" Li Xuewu also gave Wang Yajuan and her mother time to talk, nodded to Wang Father, and went to the inner room.

Clearly, the temperature in the inner room was higher. A chubby baby was sleeping soundly on the bed. Looking at it, it had grown, without the wrinkled appearance of a newborn baby.

A child less than a month old, and it had grown so big. It could be seen that the foundation was really thick.

"His name is Xiriahong, meaning lion. It's a name Pazile gave."

Wang Yamei was still an optimist, showing off and introducing her child to Li Xuewu.

Li Xuewu reached out and touched the child's little hand, took out a red envelope from his pocket, and stuffed it under the child's little pillow.

"Brother—" Wang Yamei acted spoiled.

"Don't be polite, it's for the child." Li Xuewu smiled and said, "May you live a long life."

"Who's being polite with you—"

Wang Yamei reached out and pinched the thick red envelope, smiled with satisfaction, and acted spoiled, "You're my brother, I'm reminding you that it won't do if you give too little."

This was at home, and her parents were there; otherwise, she would really dare to call him brother-in-law.

In her heart, Li Xuewu was the eldest brother-in-law. When the eldest sister went on a blind date and got engaged back then, she saw that person and didn't even call him, knowing it wouldn't work.

It still had to be the eldest brother-in-law. One move could make people satisfied, and the red envelope was bulging.

"You child—"

Wang Mother, who had just come in, scolded her and patted her, "Why are you talking like that?"

"It's clearly—"

Wang Yamei put the red envelope away, smiled at Li Xuewu, and said, "Thank you, brother. I won't be polite with you. In the future, let my son call you godfather."

"Hehehe—"

Li Xuewu was also amused by her. This hadn't even started yet, and he was already giving red envelopes and being a godfather.

Wang Yajuan walked behind with red eyes, heard them talking, and sat on the bed.

Looking at the sleeping baby, her eyes were full of tenderness and love.

Seeing her like this, Wang Mother couldn't stop the tears she had just wiped away.

"Fine, I just came to see you."

Li Xuewu said to Wang Yamei with a smile, "Take good care of your body, don't mess around, be careful of suffering when you get old."

He signaled to the door and said, "I didn't buy you anything when I came back. There are dried fruits brought from Steel City. Eat them after you finish confinement."

"Brother, are you leaving now?"

Wang Yamei said reluctantly, "Stay for lunch before leaving."

"I'm not home yet, and there's a meeting in the afternoon. Let's get together again after you finish confinement."

Li Xuewu patted her arm lightly and said to Wang Mother, "Auntie, I'm going back. Pazile is busy with work, you've worked hard."

This was said in the capacity of an elder brother. To Pazile, he was indeed an elder brother.

It was hard to say whether the two families were far or near. Just like Wang Father and Wang Mother's complex feelings toward him, he also felt a bit embarrassed and uncomfortable here.

Coming out of the inner room, Wang Father also stood up when he heard his words.

"Leaving already?"

"Uncle Wang, there's work in the afternoon."

Li Xuewu took the initiative to reach out for the first time and shook hands with his former rival.

Wang Father was both surprised and emotional. When he shook hands with him, he couldn't say what he felt.

Wang Yajuan was cherishing the child in the inner room. Wang Yamei wanted to send him out but was scolded back by her mother.

It was Wang Father and Wang Mother who sent him to the door.

Meeting a neighbor in the unit at the door, the two families seemed very familiar and even greeted each other.

Li Xuewu didn't pay attention to the other party's probing gaze, said goodbye again, and went downstairs.

The neighbor looked at the young man who was clearly wearing a high-end wool coat, with a white shirt and black leather shoes showing at the collar, carrying the full characteristics of a cadre, and asked Wang Father with a smile, "Is this a relative?"

"No, a friend of Xiaojuan's."

Wang Mother was better at responding than Wang Father. Fearing her husband would be embarrassed, she took the initiative to explain.

They were old neighbors for many years, and also colleagues of her husband. How could she not answer?

If she didn't say anything, who knows what would be spread.

Even if she said this, the other party still asked gossipingly, "Is this Xiaojuan's partner?"

Before the couple could explain, the person pursed his lips and nodded, saying, "He looks a bit scary, but he has a decent temperament."

When he saw the young man who had just gone downstairs get into a high-end sedan from the window in the corridor, the person widened his eyes even more.

Really talkative.

He recognized the special license plate.

Wanting to verify with the Wang couple again, he saw that they had already closed the door and returned to the room.

In the Wang house, the couple breathed a sigh of relief after entering the room, and felt very sad.

Looking at each other, they both saw a few sighs in each other's eyes.

Listening to the conversation between the sisters in the inner room, they felt even more blocked in their hearts.

"Why did you come back so fast?"

Wang Yamei asked curiously, "Did you come back with him? Did you come back by plane?"

"Hmm."

Wang Yajuan didn't say much, and her answers to her sister's questions were just "hmm" or "no."

"Did you come here as soon as you got off the plane?"

Wang Yamei talked a lot, as if she were curious about everything, "Did he come specifically to send you home?"

"No." Wang Yajuan knew what her sister wanted to ask and said indifferently, "He just came specifically to see you."

"Heehee—"

Wang Yamei took out the red envelope from her pocket and counted the money, saying, "It would have been enough for him to come. You said he even gave such a big red envelope."

"You should also be more careful—"

Wang Yajuan glared at her sister and reminded her, "You dare to make any joke. You even dared to call his office."

"Is that how you use the phone he gave you? What if someone else heard it?"

"He didn't stop me, which means there was no one else—" Wang Yamei shook the red envelope in her hand happily and said, "Fifty yuan. Brother-in-law... he is too generous—"

Knowing she had said the wrong thing, but the word "in-law" was already out and couldn't be taken back. She could only be as quiet as possible, afraid her parents would hear.

But these words had already made her sister glare at her.

"You just don't want to grow up—"

Wang Yajuan scolded her angrily, "You're already a mother, and you're still like this. Wait and see how your child laughs at you in the future."

"He won't—"

Wang Yamei put the red envelope away casually. She wasn't someone who was greedy for money. What she was happy about wasn't the red envelope, nor how much money Li Xuewu gave her, but this heart.

She knew Li Xuewu wasn't short of money, and giving so much could only be because he valued this relationship.

Pazile's salary wasn't small, and there were her parents'.

Besides, she hadn't been short of money to spend since she grew up.

However, it was the first time she saw a fifty-yuan red envelope given at once, and she couldn't hide her joy.

"Are you feeling sorry for him?"

Wang Yamei deliberately teased her sister, leaned closer, and said softly, "Does he give you pocket money too?"

"Are you looking for a beating?"

Wang Yajuan glared at her sister and said, "I don't dare to discipline you just because you're in confinement, right?"

"I didn't ask anything else—"

Wang Yamei looked at her sister aggrievedly and said, "You chased him to Steel City, and he also sent you home. Are you two still innocent?"

"None of your business—"

Wang Yajuan stabbed her angrily and stood up, saying, "Take good care of the child."

"Where are you going?"

Seeing her sister stand up to leave, Wang Yamei chased her out of the room and said, "Not staying at home?"

At this time, her parents also looked over, and their eyes were full of surprise when they saw her carrying the luggage on the ground.

"Xiaojuan, you—"

"This is an official trip, I have to report to the guest house, and accommodation is provided for free."

Wang Yajuan explained to her mother, "I'll come back after I put away my luggage."

"Just stay at home—"

Wang Mother chased after her and said concernedly, "Your room has been cleaned up for you."

"The Group has regulations. Official trips must be handled according to policy."

Wang Yajuan comforted her mother and looked at her father, afraid he would think too much.

"Let's go, I'll take you there."

Wang Father seemed to have thought it through. He took the cotton coat and hat from the hanger and said to his wife, "Prepare lunch, we'll eat when we get back."

Wang Yajuan acquiesced to her father's opinion, waited at the door with her luggage, watched her father change his shoes, and listened to her mother's nagging and instructions. At this moment, she felt that what Li Xuewu said was right.

She had grown up, but she also needed her family.

"Hey hey hey—"

He Yuzhu thought he was seeing things, but when he saw it was really him, he waved his hand.

Li Xuewu turned back from the hanging flower gate and smiled when he saw him coming out of the inverted room to greet him.

"Dressed like a bridegroom, getting married? So grand."

He saw Seeing Sha Zhu wearing a clean and tidy Zhongshan suit, not a cadre but better than a cadre.

"Hey! You really guessed it!"

Seeing Sha Zhu laughed and walked over to explain, "But it's not me being the bridegroom, it's my apprentice Ma Hua. Today is his big day."

"Oh—" Li Xuewu raised an eyebrow and asked, "Did you just come back from there?"

"As a master, I have to be reserved."

Seeing Sha Zhu grinned and laughed, "I'm his witness. I can't be drunk and lazy, not wanting to leave. How embarrassing."

"Hehe, fine, you've become sensible."

Li Xuewu deliberately looked him over and joked, "Stronger than before."

"Hehehehe—" Seeing Sha Zhu didn't mind, looked at him, and asked, "Did you just come back?"

"Came back in the morning, went to the Group for a meeting, just finished."

Li Xuewu gestured to his home and said, "Go see the old lady, you go ahead."

"Fine, come over later."

Seeing Sha Zhu saw Li Xuewu's mother coming out to greet him and couldn't disturb him anymore. He greeted Liu Yin, and then urged Li Xuewu.

He signaled to the inverted room behind him, blinked his eyes, and turned back.

This house was clearly in Li Xuewu's name, but now it looked like his own.

"Why did you come back suddenly?"

Liu Yin picked up her son, looked him over, and asked with some surprise.

Li Xuewu looked at his mother and smiled, explaining, "Came back for a meeting, going abroad in a few days."

"Going abroad already?"

Liu Yin was still very worried, feeling that nowhere was as good as home. There was no glory on her face that her son could go abroad for business.

Mother and son talked as they entered the house. The courtyard in winter was just like this—warm when it caught the sun, and cold when it didn't.

Even if the house was heated, it still carried a bit of coldness.

This coldness wasn't the temperature in the house, but the mood, the feeling of the sun setting in the west.

A greeting came from the south room, and as they were talking, they saw her walk out of the inner room.

"Why didn't you say hello before coming back?" Zhao Yafang asked with a smile, "How long have you been home?"

"Arrived in the morning, went home first."

Li Xuewu smiled, entered the north room with them, and explained to the old lady who was also concerned about him, "Had a meeting in the afternoon."

"You're really busy enough."

Zhao Yafang was wearing a thick pajama, and even though the temperature in the house was enough, she was still clenching her hands.

This was the price of giving birth. Cold limbs in winter were a sign of a deficient body.

"Busy is good, busy is good."

The old lady put down the pipe in her hand and signaled him to sit closer to talk.

Li Xuewu sat by the edge of the kang and asked his mother and sister-in-law, "Is Li Yue asleep?"

"Oh, don't mention it—"

Liu Yin turned her head back in distress and explained, "The big one is asleep, the small one is grinding, and when the small one is coaxed to sleep, the big one wakes up. It's so noisy—"

"Hehehehe—" Li Xuewu smiled and looked at his sister-in-law, asking, "You look like you've lost weight?"

"Can I not lose weight if I can't sleep?"

Zhao Yafang rubbed her face and said, "I feel like I've aged ten years."

"This one is different from two."

Liu Yin let out a long sigh and said, "The more it's like this, the more I think about how good my eldest granddaughter was."

"When I had Li Ning, I was worried you wouldn't be able to take care of them, but as a result, Li Shu was obedient and really didn't cause you any trouble."

"The boy is really naughty—"

She rubbed her head and said, "He doesn't even greet you, just turns his head and rummages through boxes and cabinets, or just goes out."

"Now your father has surrendered. If this continues, we must sleep in separate rooms. He wants to go to the front yard."

"Hehehehe—"

Li Xuewu listened to the liveliness and looked at his mother, asking, "Watching Li Xue doesn't come back to sleep?"

"She's also afraid of not sleeping well—"

Liu Yin sighed and explained, "This isn't it. In the autumn, she burned the stove in the backyard and moved to the backyard to live by herself."

"I've also thought about it. This isn't a way to go on."

She said to Zhao Yafang, "How about I take the eldest one to sleep in this room, and let your father go to the front yard."

"Forget it, Grandma can't stand it either."

Zhao Yafang said bitterly, "Li Tang gets up to play in the middle of the night, and you can't coax him."

"Let the old lady go to the backyard."

Liu Yin let out a long sigh and said, "Go keep Watching Li Xue company. I'm always worried about her living in the backyard alone."

The old lady didn't care where she slept, knocked on the pipe, and asked her second grandson, "You came back this time to go abroad? When are you leaving?"

She must have heard what the mother and daughter were saying in the courtyard, so she asked.

She was over sixty years old, and the pipe had never left her hand in her life. She wasn't deaf or blind, and she spoke with great vigor.

"Leaving on the 23rd, first to Hong Kong."

Li Xuewu didn't feel annoyed by the old lady's questioning and carefully introduced the relevant itinerary.

I don't know if the old lady understood or not, but she nodded anyway.

"Oh, going for so many days."

Liu Yin asked reluctantly, "Do you have to take a detour when you come back? It's going to take a lot of time, right?"

"That depends on the arrangement. We go with the delegation, and we come back the same way."

Li Xuewu tried his best to comfort his mother and also tried to lead the topic to his family.

Father Li Shun had returned from the research institute on the mountain, but he still held the position of deputy director.

This was a position given after he returned. Before, the Chinese Medicine Hospital hadn't officially recognized the research institution sent to the mountain.

Starting this year, the planting of Chinese herbal medicine on the mountain had revenue, and it had become a treasure of the Chinese Medicine Hospital.

Before, doing this was mostly to preserve strength, sending some medical personnel with special circumstances up the mountain to avoid any accidents.

It was the leaders of the Chinese Medicine Hospital who had foresight. Beijing hospitals picked and chose, but the ones that really preserved strength were the Chinese Medicine Hospital.

Li Shun went up the mountain several times a month, and sat in the clinic at other times.

The old saying goes that father and son are soldiers on the battlefield. Now Li Shun and Li Xuecai, father and son, have really become colleagues.

This has become an interesting story in the Chinese Medicine Hospital. Even in this era, which emphasizes father and son inheriting the father's business, it's rare to see father and son as colleagues in the hospital.

It's not that no one has thought about cultivating their children to take over their own business, but the wind has been too strong in these years, and I don't know how many people's hopes have been blown out.

Especially the job assignment situation this year, it doesn't matter where you are from, they are all assigned to distant places.

Like Li Xuecai, who interned at the Chinese Medicine Hospital and got employed at the Chinese Medicine Hospital—I don't know how many families would envy him.

Everyone knows that the Li family is awesome now. Three sons, two in-laws with ability—who let their sons be competitive, having connections to stay in Beijing.

"Your eldest brother is still the same."

Seeing Li Xuewu ask, Zhao Yafang introduced with a smile, "Now he doesn't even go to school. He's either in the laboratory or in the library."

"The bicycle I gave you has fulfilled him. He goes wherever he wants."

"Don't forget to pay the rent."

Li Xuewu joked, "My bike even has a light. It cost five yuan more."

"Hahaha, go ask your eldest brother for it."

Zhao Yafang said with a smile, "When you find him, tell him by the way that he still has a wife and children."

"What's wrong? Did he run away from home too?"

Li Xuewu asked amusedly, "A father not at home coaxing the child? Hiding out?"

"Ask him when you see him."

Zhao Yafang curled her lips and said, "He said he cleaned up the room at school, eats in the cafeteria, and his life is as carefree as it can be. He's just short of finding a girlfriend."

"That's your fault."

Li Xuewu joked, "Based on my eldest brother's personality, if you don't take the initiative to introduce him, he's too lazy to find a partner."

"Hahaha—"

"You don't know, right? Xu Damao is back. It happened a while ago."

Seeing Sha Zhu raised his eyebrows and said, "He even came to the courtyard, saying his father died."

"Bringing the coffin back to Beijing for burial?"

Li Xuewu took a sip of hot tea and asked, "Is their ancestral grave in Beijing?"

"Local residents, you don't know."

Seeing Sha Zhu nodded and explained, "I didn't see it, I just heard him say it himself."

"He looks quite arrogant, bringing his mother, wife, and children back."

"Wife and children?" Li Xuewu raised his head and asked, "He has a child?"

"Hmm, a little boy, looks very handsome."

Seeing Sha Zhu said with a smile, "His wife looks good, Yang Hua—that's famous."

"Hehehe—" Li Xuewu naturally remembered Yang Hua, and also remembered Xu Damao's father begging him.

At that time, if it weren't for his operation, Xu Damao would have been guilty of a crime punishable by death.

Up to now, there has been no one in the Red Star Factory who played more wildly than them. He didn't count as one.

Those few who were executed didn't die unjustly at all. Anyway, Xu Damao had a bit more conscience than them, knowing how to give money.

The women who were called to investigate said other things about him, but none said he didn't give money.

Those who don't give money are called rape, those who give money are called whoring. The nature is different, and the way of handling it is also different, so he escaped a disaster.

It's just that he didn't expect his father didn't escape the disaster of fleeing thousands of miles away and died in a foreign land.

"Hey, he even sighed."

Seeing Sha Zhu drank hot tea and introduced, "As soon as he entered the courtyard and saw me, he gave me a 'things are different now,' and asked about almost all the neighbors."

"Only you—"

He widened his eyes, looked at Li Xuewu, and said, "He didn't ask about your situation."

"Hehehe, we don't have a friendship."

Li Xuewu said with a light laugh, "He didn't ask about me, which is right."

"Hehehehe—" Seeing Sha Zhu laughed maliciously and said, "Don't worry, I'm a very enthusiastic person. Even if he didn't ask, I told him, Hahahaha!"

"You don't say, he's doing pretty well now. I heard he's become a cadre."

After the malicious laugh, Seeing Sha Zhu raised his eyebrows and said, "Sun Da Da Ma, the neighbor next door, really knows how to talk. She kept praising their child for looking good."

"After he left, she said, 'Looking at him, he doesn't look like a Xu family member.'"

"Oh? How do you say that?"

Li Xuewu also knew from Lou Xiaoe that this Xu Damao perhaps shouldn't have a son.

However, he had never told anyone about this. How embarrassing.

Seeing Sha Zhu didn't mind the embarrassment, explained maliciously, "I think he doesn't look like one either. The key is that I know Yang Hua, she's not an honest person."

"Hehe, are you also a guest?"

Li Xuewu raised an eyebrow and asked, "Didn't expect that."

"Go—how could I be."

Seeing Sha Zhu waved his hand and proved his innocence, "I also heard it from others."