Chapter 236: Annoying to Death, Always Saying My Mom Clapped

Li Xuewu knew that Sha Zhu saying there were only two people meant there were few guests in the guesthouse, and he didn't want to say too much to Sha Zhu here.

He replied, "I'll see about the chef later."

Sha Zhu nodded and didn't ask anymore, but continued to chat with Liu Lan.

Li Xuewu and Xu Ning were the first to eat, so they finished first, greeted Sha Zhu and the others, and left.

Before work ended in the afternoon, Master Dou sent back a document, collected the material fee, and told Li Xuewu that he was going to see the site.

Li Xuewu didn't think about following him. Having spent so much time together, he still had some trust in Master Dou. Besides, that side had basically been scraped by Ji Wang Weidong and the others, and there were no secrets left.

He went downstairs to get his bicycle and looked at the gate. The inspection efficiency was higher now. Workers only needed to walk along the passage set up at the gate, and basically didn't need to stop.

Seeing that Han Zhan was on duty at the site, Li Xuewu didn't go over, waved his hand to tell Han Zhan not to come over, got on his bike, and went home.

As soon as he entered the alley, he saw Hearing Da Lao in his West Courtyard gesturing and talking to three young men.

It wasn't until Li Xuewu got off his bike and walked closer that he saw the appearance of these three people. They didn't look like they were from this neighborhood.

The one leading the talking was a fatty, followed by two thin men, and his voice was quite loud.

He heard the fatty say indignantly, "Last time I came, you said you didn't dare to collect complete ones. Now that they've all been smashed into pieces, you still say you won't collect them. Aren't you intentionally fooling me?"

Hearing Da Lao smiled bitterly and said, "It's not that I won't collect your things. Look at this car frame, the wheels—they're all new. Even if you smashed them like this, I wouldn't dare collect them. Why don't you give me the car frame number corresponding to the receipt?"

These few people didn't notice Li Xuewu pushing his bike in and thought he was someone selling things.

The slightly older thin man standing on the side sneered, "The receipt was lost long ago. Don't look at the car as new; it couldn't be ridden long ago, so we came to sell it as scrap iron."

Another thin man also shouted, "Exactly. If we had the receipt, could we still sell it as scrap iron?"

Seeing his companion about to let something slip, the fatty turned his head and glared, then turned to look at Li Xuewu's grandfather.

"I don't care. You said you wouldn't collect complete ones. Now that they're in pieces, you have to collect them. Otherwise, you compensate me for a new one."

Li Xuewu had just parked his bike when he was amused by these words. He hadn't expected that he had just extorted someone, and now he was being extorted.

"I say, brothers, we all know how you got these things. If you said you were taking them apart to sell as parts, I'd consider you smart. But where is there anyone bringing a steel frame number to sell as scrap? Isn't this intentionally making things difficult for people?"

Seeing Li Xuewu dressed very well, but his words were a bit unpleasant.

The fatty looked at Li Xuewu with horizontal eyes and said, "Forgive my clumsy eyes, which onion are you?"

The dry, thin one who had almost let something slip sneered, "Exactly. Whose crotch wasn't tied tight, leaking you out?"

"Grass, don't even say it, the one that leaked out isn't small either. You, stop meddling in other people's business. Be careful, Grandpa will fork you."

Hearing Da Lao pulled Li Xuewu, reminding him to pay attention to the influence and not to be the same as them.

It wasn't that Hearing Da Lao was a coward, but since ancient times, no one who did proper business kept thugs, nor did shop assistants and shopkeepers fight with customers.

Only brothels and gambling dens kept thugs and fought for business.

Hearing Da Lao knew Li Xuewu liked to take action, and he also knew Li Xuewu's temper was bad. He was afraid Li Xuewu would hurt people here.

First, if you hurt people, you have to compensate them. It wasn't worth the trouble of both work and money for a business dispute.

Second, although this scrap recycling station served the people, it was still doing business. If word got out that the scrap recycling station hit people, who would dare come here to sell scrap?

Don't doubt the power of rumors. No one wants to hear that you were wronged and fought back. What people like to spread is the rumor that your recycling station has bad people. That's interesting to talk about.

If it really spread that the recycling station maliciously beat customers, then the reputation of this place would be ruined. That's why Hearing Da Lao pulled Li Xuewu.

Li Xuewu had thought the same at first. Doing business, welcoming guests from all directions, there were always a few bastards. Just persuade them to leave with kind words.

But he never expected to hear such arrogant words.

How long had it been since he heard someone talk to him like this? Today was truly fresh.

Li Xuewu whispered to comfort Hearing Da Lao: "It's okay. Even restaurants don't allow beating customers without cause. This doesn't count as without cause."

Seeing the scarred face who had interrupted being pulled by the old man collecting scrap, these few people thought Li Xuewu was a coward.

The fatty looked at Li Xuewu's clothes playfully and said, "What? A dog biting a scarred face and acting like a fierce god? So cowardly and still learning to be a hero?"

The dry, thin one's eyes also drifted to Li Xuewu's overcoat and winked at the thin man beside him.

"Brother, look, is the clothes this kid is wearing the one I lost a few days ago?"

"Seems like it. Look, look, the size and color match."

This dry, thin one shook his arm, and a tube fork appeared in his hand.

Li Xuewu almost laughed when he heard this. He didn't know if Ji Wang Weidong would hang these three people up for target practice if he heard this.

When he saw the weapon in the thin man's hand, Li Xuewu's eyes narrowed. He knew the danger of this thing best.

The tube fork had been used for a long time and was a common weapon for street fighting, extremely dangerous.

The production method was very simple: take a section of heating pipe—if not, steel pipe or iron pipe would do—and grind one end into an oblique cut.

Because the inside was hollow, it had a very strong bleeding effect.

The moves used were simple and easy to learn. In combat, it was fierce and cruel, with the effect of defeating the enemy in one move.

Dazhuang used to use this thing, and the result...

This dry, thin one turned the tube fork in his hand and said, "Daring to steal my clothes, tired of living, huh? Take off the clothes. I'm in a good mood today, so I won't pursue your responsibility for stealing."

Li Xuewu laughed and said, "Then I have to thank you?"

The fatty saw Li Xuewu wasn't convinced and took out a bayonet from behind his waist. It looked a bit familiar, like the style used by that silly Chun in the Northeast.

"Stop the cold laughing. I gave you face, huh? Do as my brother says, and you too."

As he said this, he pointed at the old man standing on the side and said, "If this car of mine were sold normally, it would be 180 yuan. I'll give you a discount; just give me 150 yuan."

Hearing Da Lao saw that the matter had reached this point and there was no room for maneuver, so he turned his face away, no longer looking this way, and walked toward the screen door.

Hearing Da Lao was the one who dared to give Li Xuewu a "sand gun" for "compassionate heart." How could he bear to see others' "suffering"? As he walked, he pulled down his hat ears, pretending not to see or hear. When he reached the screen door, he pushed Yu Li, who was watching nervously, back.

"Hey~ old thing, you refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit, huh? I thought you went to get money, but you're playing this trick on me. You really think I don't dare fork you?"

As he spoke, the older thin man took out a dagger from his sleeve and was about to rush at the old man collecting scrap.

This wasn't the first time. Even if he forked someone before, he just hid at a relative's house in the countryside for a few days, and it would be fine. He wouldn't fork anyone to death anyway. The thin man had a plan in his heart.

"Stop! I'll give you money."

Hearing Li Xuewu say he would give money, the thin man stopped and glanced at the big coward.

"Not acting tough anymore? What were you doing earlier? 180 yuan, not a cent less. This is a new car."

"Okay, okay, new car. I'll give you 180 yuan."

"And my clothes. Hurry up and take them off."

"Okay, okay."

Li Xuewu said as he slowly unbuttoned his clothes. After unbuttoning the coat, Li Xuewu reached into his bosom and pulled out the M1911 from the holster.

"There's no money for now. You see if it's okay to use bullets instead? Let's count it as 50 cents each. I'll give you 180 yuan worth."

These three were all stunned. Damn, can't you play fair? We use cold weapons, you use hot weapons. If you have the ability, throw away the weapon in your hand and let's play a knife fight.

Li Xuewu opened the safety, pointed at the three, and said, "I wanted to get along with you as an ordinary person, but what I got in return was alienation and hostility. I'm not pretending anymore. I'm showing my cards."

"I am the director of the neighborhood police station. Now you won't tell me you're here to sell the scrap iron in your hands, right?"

The fatty leading the way tried hard to put on a "fake smile" and said, "Hehehe, big brother, your eyes are really sharp. We are here to sell the scrap iron in our hands."

"Right, right, right. Look, it's really scrap iron. It clangs when you knock it."

Seeing the fatty soften, the thin man standing behind him used the dagger in his hand to knock on the military bayonet in the fatty's hand, making a clanging sound.

Li Xuewu also laughed and said, "Then the brother just now said my clothes were his and said I stole them. How do you explain that?"

The fatty's fake smile stiffened. He turned around, raised his hand, and slapped the dry, thin one, saying, "Big brother misunderstood. Old Third was joking with you."

Just as he finished speaking, he noticed something wrong. When did five men carrying iron bars appear at the door?

No, this is a black shop!

This is all a routine of black eating black!

Li Xuewu shook the gun in his hand, looked at the fatty who was frozen there, and said, "Oh, oh, oh, joking, huh? Coincidentally, I also love joking, and my brothers also love joking. Why don't we joke around?"

After finishing with the fatty, he didn't wait for the fatty to reply. He turned to Old Biaozi and the others and said, "Close the door and play with these three brothers. My grandma always told me that our family is the most hospitable, so we must reflect our enthusiasm. We must make these brothers laugh—laugh until their arms and legs break."

Old Biaozi walked forward, and Wen San'er and Erhaier quickly pulled the door shut. The sound of the door sliding on the track made these three people's hearts tremble.

"Clang," Erhaier hooked the door. Now, it couldn't be seen or opened from outside.

"Second Brother, don't you know me, Old Biaozi? All within the four seas are brothers, and brothers are like limbs. It's reasonable for me to want the limbs of these three brothers, right?"

Hearing Old Biaozi finish, Erhaier, carrying the iron bar in his hand, said, "Biao Ge, you really have a level. Your words are all in sets. Too damn cultured."

Old Biaozi raised his head and smiled, "That's right. Don't look at who our uncle is. He's a middle school student."

Wen San'er grinned, feeling that he had been dissed by his own nephew. These two sentences sounded awkward no matter how he heard them.

"Stop talking nonsense. Hurry up and work. Finish early. I still have to ask Xue Wen for advice today."

Ye Erye was picking up an iron bar for the first time to go to the "battlefield" with these young people. Standing behind several people, he had a feeling of "That year, 60 years old, scrap recycling station, standing like a minion."

Today was originally Ye Erye collecting scrap at home, and Grandpa drove the horse cart out to collect. But Wen San'er said a family was moving and wanted to deal with all the junk together, so he took Ye Erye to that family, and Grandpa stayed at home to collect scrap.

Ye Erye also hadn't expected that one day he would have to follow a group of young people to "shout and kill" with an iron bar.

The three people in the courtyard didn't care whether the five people who came in were a 60-year-old "old gun." They just knew they were surrounded.

Old Biaozi kept walking forward, and the fatty and the two thin men kept retreating until they couldn't retreat anymore, because behind them was Li Xuewu with a gun.

"I say, brothers, we admit defeat today, okay? Leave a line for people to do things, so we can meet again in the future."

"Exactly, exactly. Green hills don't change, green water flows long."

"Mm, mm. We have a long time to come, we'll meet again."

Old Biaozi saw these three comparing "culture" with him. Wasn't this bullying him for not having culture? Could he endure this?

"Leave a line, huh?"

"Green hills, huh?"

"Long time to come, huh?"

Old Biaozi swung the iron bar and greeted the three of them. Every time he hit, he asked a question.

These iron bars of Old Biaozi's were more than a meter long, usually used to rake scrap, or could be used as a lever to carry piles or bags of scrap.

A solid iron bar hitting the body was a scream.

"Ah! Damn!"

"It hurts!"

"If you don't stop, we'll fight back!"

Erhaier, despite his small size, was even darker in his actions.

He didn't have enough strength to swing the iron bar, but he was bad. The iron bar he usually used had a bevel. Although it wasn't as sharp as a tube fork, it hurt when it poked someone.

"Fighting back, huh? Still dare to fight back, huh!"

Old Biaozi was the fiercest here. Seeing that the weapons in these people's hands hadn't been thrown away, he directly swung the iron bar and hit the arm of the fatty who was waving the military bayonet.

"Ah!"

This really hurt the fatty. He couldn't even hold the military bayonet, and with a "clang," it fell to the ground.

Seeing the fatty bending over and using his left hand to support his right hand in pain, Wen San'er, who was good at "taking the back road," changed the iron rod from swinging to poking and went straight for the fatty's back door.

"Sss~~~ Ah!!!"

Li Xuewu had used this move before. That scene, that effect, that pig, died very miserably.

Of course, the workers in this courtyard were all good citizens. How could they commit murder? It was just trauma.

Li Xuewu, standing on the side, tightened his chrysanthemum. Although it wasn't him being poked, it hurt just looking at it, not to mention the fatty was providing sound effects.

Seeing the fatty knocked down, the two thin men didn't resist anymore and knelt down after throwing away the knives in their hands.

Clearly, they weren't as clever as silly Chun. If they had known this, why would they have done it in the first place? They just got an extra beating.

"Grandpa, Grandpa, don't hit anymore. We admit defeat."

"Admit defeat, admit defeat. Don't hit anymore."

"Sss~ Sss~ Sss~"

No need to guess, the one who could only "sss" must be the fatty with the "broken chrysanthemum."

Jianghu rules: once a person is knocked down, you can't hit them anymore.

However, Li Xuewu and his brothers had already retired from the Jianghu, so...

"Ah ah ah ah ah don't... don't hit anymore. We admit defeat, really admit defeat."

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts. Grandpa, Grandpa, don't hit anymore."

"Sss~ Mm, sss~ sss~ mm."

This fat beating didn't end until they didn't even dare to dodge. Old Biaozi glanced at his third uncle poking the ground with an iron bar, looking disgusted.

"Third Uncle, can you stop using this move? It's disgusting. How can I mix in the Jianghu in the future? Poking-ass Biaozi?"

"It's okay. I remember once when we were fighting, the stick I used was later made into an iron shovel handle. You even used your teeth to gnaw on it."

"Ugh~ Ugh~"

Li Xuewu didn't care about Old Biaozi's antics. He picked up the military bayonet on the ground, looked at it, squatted in front of the fatty who was still "sssing," and pressed the military bayonet against the fatty's finger.

"I ask one sentence, you answer one sentence. If you're one second late, I'll take one of your fingers."

"Mm, I'll say~"

When the fatty answered Li Xuewu, the sound came from his throat. Clearly, the pain in his back door couldn't compare to the importance of his fingers.

"Where in the Xicheng are you from?"

"Xicheng, Fuxingmen."

"Why did you run over here?"

This fatty clearly didn't want to say why he came, but as soon as he was vague, his hand felt pain.

"Stealing bicycles, stealing wherever we can sell. Don't use force, I'll say it all."

Looking at the blood coming out of the tip of the knife, the fatty's voice started to tremble.

"Where did you steal them? How many have you stolen?"

"Stole them in this area. Three already. The first two were sold to a repair shop. This one is too new, he didn't dare collect it, so we came here."

This time, the fatty didn't dare to be vague anymore and said everything he had.

"Why here of all places?"

The fatty also felt wronged and cried, "There was nowhere else to go. In the surrounding area, you're the only one collecting scrap. I asked several families, and they all said they were closed."

Li Xuewu looked at the brothers beside him who raised their heads after hearing this and lowered his head to ask again: "What's your name?"

The fatty knew the serious part was coming. Jianghu rules: if someone asks your name, you're not far from being retaliated against.

But now he had to say it. If he said it, he might die tomorrow, but if he didn't say it now, he would die now.

"My name is Zhu Zhenchang. Everyone calls me Pig Intestine. Grandpa, spare me. I didn't recognize Mount Tai and offended you. Let me go, just treat me like a fart and let me go. I won't dare to come here again."

Li Xuewu handed the military bayonet to Old Biaozi standing beside him, then used the gun in his hand to poke the fatty on the ground, "I told you I was the director of the neighborhood police station just now, and you didn't believe me?"

The fatty was also wronged, "How is that possible? Don't fool me. The director of this area is surnamed Guan, and the deputy director is surnamed Shen. They are all mixed in the Jianghu. You have weapons, so whatever you say is whatever you say. But Jianghu rules must be kept. You've hit and scolded, so let us go."

It turned out that this fatty had already stepped on the spot before committing the crime, and even investigated the leaders of the neighborhood police station. Until now, he still thought Li Xuewu pulling the gun was to deceive them.

Li Xuewu was both angry and amused. If you say they are smart, they know how to investigate the people at the neighborhood police station. If you say they are stupid, they don't know how to find local peers to ask clearly. What's the difference between coming here to sell scrap and going to the neighborhood police station to surrender?

"Okay, I'm in a good mood today, I won't make things difficult for you. But I have a brother who wants to see you. He should really want to see you."

The fatty raised his head and asked, "Which brother in the Jianghu? Do I know him?"

Li Xuewu shook his head and said, "I can't tell you this."

As he spoke, he stood up and said to Old Biaozi, "Send him to see your Fang Ge. You know what to say."

Old Biaozi replied cheerfully, "Don't worry."

After finishing, he took Shen Guodong and Erhaier to tie the three up, lifted them onto the tricycle, and escorted them to Shen Fang's place.

Ye Erye only then threw the iron bar he had been holding back onto the tricycle.

"Oh, scared me to death."

Li Xuewu looked at Ye Erye's appearance and found it funny, asking, "What good things did you go to collect that you had to follow?"

Ye Erye waved his hand and said, "It was a household moving south. They were in a hurry to sell some porcelain and calligraphy and paintings. I went to look, and there were no good things left. They were all what others had picked over. I collected them all for 10 yuan, and they even threw in a few vases."

Wen San'er inserted the iron bar in his hand back under the tricycle and said, "We went late. Someone who likes this went first. Isn't this it? I collected some paper and junk back. I have to go pull another load tomorrow."

Li Xuewu collected the gun. Since he was home, he didn't button his clothes. He looked at the bottles and jars in the cart and couldn't tell what was what.

"You discuss this with Erye. If there's anything valuable, put it in my room. I'll find time to put it away."

Wen San'er knew Li Xuewu had another "home" and thought he was hiding it there, so he smiled and nodded.

Li Xuewu didn't pay attention to him. Seeing them about to tidy up the scrap, he walked into the courtyard.

As soon as he entered the screen door, he saw Bang Geng lying on the screen door looking out. Seeing Li Xuewu enter, Bang Geng raised his big fat face and said enviously, "Wu Shu, you guys are too awesome. You can even beat down people with knives. Too exciting."

Li Xuewu patted Bang Geng's big head and asked, "Why aren't you home and running here?"

Bang Geng didn't feel anything after being patted by Li Xuewu, but continued to lick his big fat face and said, "Stewed chicken in the inverted-house tonight."

Li Xuewu smiled and asked, "What does stewed chicken have to do with you?"

Bang Geng also knew Li Xuewu was teasing him, so he followed the snake up the stick and said, "I'm here to help you taste if it's salty or not."

Li Xuewu laughed, "I see you're quite free."

Walking into the room, he saw Yu Li busy in the kitchen, while Sha Zhu was lying in the room like a grandfather.

"You're quite leisurely. Since Yu Li is here, you don't cook anymore?"

Sha Zhu didn't get up when he saw Li Xuewu enter, but continued to feel the warmth of the kang, saying, "Nonsense, that was made by me."

At this time, Yu Li walked out of the kitchen and said, "It was made by Sha Zhu. I just took over. We'll start eating when they come in."

Li Xuewu pushed Bang Geng beside him, "One big rascal is enough. What about this little rascal? I said he could come over for breakfast when he couldn't make it in time, but now he's here for dinner."

Bang Geng didn't see himself as an outsider and directly jumped onto the kang, "Our dinner was late, so I could only come here."

Sha Zhu had always liked Bang Geng, feeling that boys should be a bit naughty, so seeing Bang Geng joking with Li Xuewu, he said, "I came to sponge a meal with food stamps, and I'm cooking. What did you bring?"

Bang Geng looked at Li Xuewu, then at Sha Zhu, and said, "I brought my mouth?"

"You're really generous!" Sha Zhu sat up and pinched Bang Geng's big fat face.

After teasing Bang Geng, Sha Zhu asked Li Xuewu, "What's the meaning? I heard shouting 'born, born' in the Jia family's room as soon as I came back. I thought Qin Huairu was pregnant. I asked the First Uncle, but it was Qin Huairu replacing a cadre and entering the guesthouse?"

Others didn't know, but Sha Zhu knew that the newly appointed guesthouse director was Li Xuewu's person. Now that Qin Huairu "was born," it must have something to do with Li Xuewu.

Bang Geng didn't like Sha Zhu's words and punched Sha Zhu, "Don't talk about my mom."

Sha Zhu caught the punch with his hand, "Didn't say, didn't say."

Li Xuewu smiled and didn't explain, asking Bang Geng, "What did your mom say when she got home?"

Bang Geng glared at Sha Zhu and then answered Li Xuewu's question.

"It wasn't my mom who said it. It was Liu Guangtian from the backyard who came back and shouted all over the courtyard. Annoying to death, always saying my mom clapped. What's there to say about clapping?"

Seeing Li Xuewu and Sha Zhu looking at him with a smile, Bang Geng continued, "My grandma also laughed like you guys when she heard this clapping, clapping her hands and laughing. When my mom came back, she said nice things to my mom. Sigh, I don't know why clapping is like this."

Sha Zhu smiled and said, "Silly boy, your mom has been promoted. She's a cadre from now on. The cadre's title is section chief."

Bang Geng tilted his head, "I know. My grandma also said so, and said we won't have to worry about the next meal after this one. But who came up with this unlucky title? No official is called clapping."

"Hahahaha, the official is too small, no say, have to clap when seeing anyone."

This child's words made Sha Zhu laugh, and he patted Bang Geng's big head, causing Bang Geng to punch Sha Zhu again.

"What's going on here, so lively? Bang Geng, don't mess with your Sha Shu. Stay properly, or go home."

During the scuffle, Qin Huairu came in from outside. As soon as she entered, she saw Bang Geng messing with Sha Zhu and started lecturing.

"He provoked me first." Bang Geng pouted his big fat face aggrievedly.

Sha Zhu saw Qin Huairu enter and teased, "Yo, isn't this Section Chief Qin? I was just explaining to your son what section chief means. Your son thinks your title isn't good."

Qin Huairu walked in and pulled Bang Geng. Seeing Bang Geng unconvinced, she glared at him.

Seeing Bang Geng was obedient, she said, "Sha Zhu, are you mocking me? What official? It's just cleaning tables and sweeping floors."

After talking to Sha Zhu, she said to Li Xuewu, "You have a guest at home. He's in your backyard. You should go quickly. It looks like there are foreigners."

Li Xuewu saw Qin Huairu say it and asked suspiciously, "Foreigners? When did they come?"

"Just came. I was cooking at your house, and one came in, saying he was looking for you. Your father received him. It seems to have something to do with the child. I was cooking in the room, afraid of choking the child. Your grandmother is playing with the child in the backyard, so these people went over."

Li Xuewu turned and walked out. As soon as he entered the second gate, he saw several families in the front courtyard looking toward the backyard.

Liu Yin saw Li Xuewu enter and pulled Li Xuewu, whispering, "It's about the child. The leader said he's from the Foreign Affairs Department and has a connection with you. Your father took them to the backyard. Your sister-in-law is also there."

After introducing the situation, she asked worriedly, "Will there be a problem? There are guards in the backyard."

Li Xuewu comforted his mother, "It's okay. We didn't do anything wrong. Can we be punished for doing good deeds? Don't worry. Go back to your room and get busy. I'll go to the back and see."

After comforting his mother, Li Xuewu entered the middle courtyard under the strange eyes of the people in the courtyard and met Liang Gan-shi and two people in Zhongshan suits at the moon gate.

"Liang Gan-shi, all is well?"

When Li Xuewu came over, Liang Gan-shi saw him. After Li Xuewu walked closer, he shook hands with Li Xuewu and said, "I'm still the same. But you, Li Security, are amazing. I heard you took people and killed your way into the foreign affairs unit?"

Li Xuewu laughed, "That's not it. I contacted Comrade Zhou, hahaha."

Liang Gan-shi pointed to Li Xuewu's house and said, "SL Foreign Affairs Department is visiting. Our leader is accompanying them. We're just waiting for you. Hurry up and follow me in."

Li Xuewu nodded and followed Liang Gan-shi toward his house, while the other two continued to guard the moon gate.

"Isn't he back? He gets off work at this time every day. Drink some tea."

As soon as Li Xuewu entered the room, he saw his sister-in-law pouring tea for several people. On the sofa sat Comrade Zhou, a SL man and woman, his grandmother holding Li Shu, and his father.

"Hahaha, Leader Zhou, last time I asked for your help, I said I would visit you. Today, you came to see me."

Comrade Zhou stood up and shook hands with Li Xuewu, and introduced to Li Xuewu: "This is Mr. Sheryosha from the SL Foreign Affairs Department, and this is Ms. Sharapova."

Li Xuewu took the initiative to shake hands with the two. Comrade Zhou introduced them to Li Xuewu: "This is Li Shu's father, Li Xuewu."

Sheryosha clearly didn't know Chinese, but Sharapova did. She translated for Sheryosha and said to Li Xuewu: "Thank you for your kindness. The child is very well."

Li Xuewu invited several people to sit down, and he and Liang Gan-shi sat on the chairs moved by his sister-in-law, facing Sharapova and smiling, "Correction, it's my child."

"Hahaha."

Sharapova smiled and explained to Sheryosha. Sheryosha also laughed. Sharapova smiled, "Hearing your words, I'm relieved. We've all heard about Victor's accident. Thank you for saving the child from such a dangerous situation."

Li Xuewu looked at Comrade Zhou, saw he had no requirements, and said, "It was just a coincidence. If I hadn't looked that extra time, I would have missed it. It can be considered fate between me and the child."

Sharapova pointed to Sheryosha and said, "Victor and Sheryosha are good friends, and I also know Victor. So this time we took the initiative to apply to come and see Victor's little angel."

Li Xuewu said to Comrade Zhou, "Hahaha, last time I said I would take the child to see you. I was just afraid you wouldn't be at ease."

Seeing Comrade Zhou nod, Li Xuewu said to Sharapova and Sheryosha: "It doesn't matter. Although Li Shu is my daughter now, I cannot change her bloodline. If you have any needs, you can come to my house as guests at any time. I believe my daughter will also like you."

Sharapova thought Li Xuewu would be a rigid person like Comrade Zhou, but she didn't expect Li Xuewu to speak so gently. Although he looked fierce, his words and actions showed he was a person with quality and cultivation, a kind and gentle person.

Hmm, if she knew Sharapova thought so, Li Xuewu would also nod. He was indeed a kind and gentle person.

Sheryosha also felt the same, smiling at Li Xuewu: "Victor has the same warm and sunny smile as you, and is also so cultivated. I think Victor chose a good father for his angel."

Li's grandmother, who was sitting on the sofa, had been watching these two "old hairy ones," very afraid that they were here to pick up Li Shu, so she held Li Shu very tightly.

But Li Shu had wanted to find Li Xuewu since Li Xuewu entered the room. She was scratching and clawing. Seeing her grandmother holding her all the time, her little face puffed up and she was about to cry.

Li Xuewu happened to see this when he sat opposite, so he stood up and took Li Shu from his grandmother's hands.

By now, Li Shu had already squeezed out two tears, but seeing her father pick her up, she "giggled" and laughed.

Li Shu was really easy to coax. If she was hungry, she would cry twice for food. If she had a bowel movement, she would grunt. Usually, she played in her own cradle or on the kang.

No wonder his grandmother loved her so much. Even Li Xue treated this little niece as a doll to cherish.

As long as Li Xuewu picked her up, she would "giggle." Since she came home, his grandmother raised her, Li Shun took care of her, and Liu Yin served her. None of them needed Li Xuewu to bother. Even if they couldn't spare their hands, Li Xue and Zhao Yafang would support them.

Hearing the child's laughter, not only Li Xuewu smiled, but everyone else in the room showed smiles, even Comrade Zhou, who had been keeping a straight face, showed a smile.

When Sharapova came in, she looked at the child and saw the grandmother in the room holding her tightly without letting go, so she didn't force it. Seeing Li Xuewu pick her up now, she walked over and looked carefully.

Li Shu must be 20 pounds now, with a fair little face and two little milk teeth in her smiling little mouth, extremely cute.

Li Xuewu saw Sharapova wanted to hold her, so he handed Li Shu to her. Sharapova clearly hadn't taken care of a child before and held Li Shu stiffly, imitating Li Xuewu's posture.

Not only was she uncomfortable, but Li Shu was also uncomfortable.

Li Shu pushed the blonde, blue-eyed big-breasted woman in front of her with her left hand and reached out to Li Xuewu with her right hand.

"Ah!"

"Ah ah, want Daddy to hold? Take a picture with the aunt first." Seeing Liang Gan-shi had already raised the camera, he could only persuade his daughter who wanted a hug.

Liang Gan-shi changed angles and took two shots, then stood aside, snapping pictures for several people.

Sharapova saw Li Shu wouldn't let her hold her, so she could only return Li Shu to Li Xuewu.

Sheryosha was amused by Sharapova's awkwardness and laughed loudly.

Li Xuewu took Li Shu and handed her to Comrade Zhou.

"Doesn't want Auntie Sharapova to hold her, let Grandpa Zhou hold her, okay?"

Comrade Zhou was surprised that Li Xuewu would tease the child in such a foreign affairs occasion, but the effect was exceptionally good. The two SL people who hadn't been laughing also showed sincere smiles.

"Still recognize Grandpa Zhou?"

Comrade Zhou clearly had raised children before and skillfully supported Li Shu's armpits, letting Li Shu stand on his lap.

Li Shu was also curious when she first saw a stranger. Why did some have yellow hair and some have black hair? Curiosity made her forget her father, and she reached out to grab Comrade Zhou's face.

"Hahaha." Comrade Zhou could only laugh and dodge. Liang Gan-shi captured this scene.

Comrade Zhou smiled at Li Xuewu and said, "Hmm, your daughter has more strength in her hands than my daughter did when she was small. Grabbing me hurts more, hahaha."

Li Xuewu smiled and took Li Shu from Comrade Zhou's arms and sat on the circle chair, letting Li Shu grab and scratch him again. Clearly, Li Shu was also angry that her father hadn't shown up for a long time.

"My daughter drinks milk every day, and my father adjusts the tonic juice. Can she not be strong? I'm just afraid my daughter will be too strong when she grows up and won't be able to find a partner."

Sharapova saw Li Xuewu talking about the child's feeding topic and said, "It's our negligence. We didn't think about the child's feeding problem. This time we came to solve the child's future upbringing problem together."

Li Xuewu saw Sharapova say this, raised his eyebrows, looked at Comrade Zhou, and said, "Since I decided to adopt this child, the feeding and upbringing are naturally borne by me. No need to discuss it, right?"

Comrade Zhou waved his hand to tell Li Xuewu not to be excited and said, "It's no problem to entrust you with the adoption of this child. Don't worry. Since she's on your household register, she's a Chinese citizen. But you have to consider the child's special situation and also take care of the child's biological father's emotions."

Li Xuewu looked at them silently and didn't speak, wanting to hear what these people had to say.

Sharapova saw Li Xuewu's attitude cool down and said, "Since Victor chose you for his little angel, no one will take her away from your side. We just want to do something for Victor and this little angel."

Li Xuewu saw Sharapova could handle things and said, "The Foreign Affairs Department should be able to investigate my work and family situation. With my current ability, raising Li Shu is not a problem, so..."

Comrade Zhou saw Sharapova and Sheryosha looking at him and said, "It's all for the child's better future, so I suggest you accept their kindness. I think you also hope the child is better, right?"

Li Xuewu saw Comrade Zhou say this and said, "I don't know what this kindness is?"

Sharapova saw Li Xuewu loosen up and explained, "We will mail you 20 rubles every month as the child's living expenses. After the child goes to school, we will also be responsible for the child's education expenses. If the child wants to study in SL in the future, we can also arrange it."

Comrade Zhou saw Li Xuewu about to frown again and said, "It's reasonable. Now 1 US dollar equals 0.9 rubles, which equals 2.46 yuan in RMB. Converted, it's 54.66 yuan per month, which also reduces your burden."

Good brothers:

Asking for tickets~

Ten thousand words every day~ ===== CHAPTER 237 =====