I don’t know how much a son needs to do so that a father can make such an evaluation.

Uncle Zhang is very grateful to He Shu for help, but he knows his son.

The bigger you are, the less you can't control it. You won't work hard on yourself, you will only blame others.

I blame my parents for not being rich, and I blame the girls who pursue me for money.

In fact, there are not many good girls who are willing to suffer with men, but they all like vain people, and he is also such a person.

Uncle Zhang’s son is Zhang Qiang. He is already thirty-two this year and has accomplished nothing.

If you have not been in every job for half a year, you either dislike the bad boss or the bad working environment.

Unable to endure hardship or suffer grievances. Uncle Zhang said that he had spoiled the child. His wife left early and had only one son, so she was more spoiled when she was a child.

He met his son's requirements as much as possible, but as he grew up and asked for more and more, Uncle Zhang could not offer any support.

Now, Zhang Qiang went to Dadu, saying that there was a friend there who could take him to make a lot of money, but he didn't make any money, but instead squandered all the money he brought.

Every month, he had to call Uncle Zhang to give him money. If he didn't give it, he would pretend to be pitiful and said that he hadn't eaten for several days and would be rushed to sleep on the road if he couldn't pay the rent.

Uncle Zhang was also afraid that he would starve to death, so he could only satisfy him again and again.

But Uncle Zhang's waist is broken now and he can't do heavy work. He was in the hospital for a while ago and had no money at all.

"Is the address given to you true by brother?" He Shu asked.

Uncle Zhang shook his head: "I don't know either. He asked me to mail him clothes once, but I don't know if he is still there."

"Uncle Zhang, you can't know anything like this. After I go back, secretly go to the address he left for a look. At least you have to know what he is doing in Mainland China?"

"If you are really working and starting a business, it's okay. If you are doing nothing there, why not ask him to come back and don't give him money."

Uncle Zhang sighed heavily: "If he were willing to listen to me, he would have made a fortune."

He looked at him, and he really liked him the more he looked at him. Such a good child had no father or mother.

Fortunately, He Shu now recognizes Zhao Qishui as his godfather, and the two of them also have a support for each other.

"Xiaoshu, you can study hard when you go back. Don't worry about Zhang Qiang's affairs. If he could be better, it would have been better."

"I'm not afraid of him chasing any more. When I die, he will lose his support. Maybe he will be better than now."

Seeing someone coming out of the mall and throwing two bottles into the trash can, Uncle Zhang bent over to pick them up again, He Shu felt really uncomfortable when he saw it.

It only took a few months, and Uncle Zhang was completely different from when he was working in a car wash shop.

The whole person was completely lost.

He Shu couldn't stop him and was unable to change the status quo. Just like his godfather, he also wanted to help Uncle Zhang and asked Uncle Zhang to go back to the store.

He couldn't wash the car, so he did some odd jobs, but Uncle Zhang knew that he couldn't do anything, so he was forced to ask Zhao Qishui to pay him a salary in vain.

He Shu said goodbye to Uncle Zhang, returned to the car wash shop, and told his godfather and Aunt Liu about what he saw Uncle Zhang.

It turned out that they had known that Uncle Zhang was picking up rags for a long time, and they just wanted to help but couldn't do anything.

As the saying goes, "Don't help the poor" is that Uncle Zhang is dragged down by his son, and it is not something that can be solved by giving some money.

"Since your Uncle Zhang doesn't let you care about Zhang Qiang's affairs, then don't go."

Zhao Qishui said, and when Aunt Liu heard this, she didn't care whether Zhao Qishui was the boss or not, and complained to him.

"How can you let Xiaoshu take care of it? How old is Lao Zhang's son? Don't take Xiaoshu into pieces anymore. It's not a good idea to say that you are a godfather."

Zhao Qishui was not angry when he heard this, and smiled and said that he was thinking it was a bad thing.

He just didn't regard He Shu as a newly grown child, because He Shu was too steady and unconsciously treated He Shu as an adult.

At the car washing shop, I helped Aunt Liu and the others wash the car for an afternoon, and then repaired the car with Brother Xiao Dong.

Zhao Qishui wanted him to go out for fun, but finally took a vacation and worked in the store, but He Shu had no place to go.

Waiting for the store to close at night, He Shu and Zhao Qishui went home and took out the hair dye they bought. The father and father studied hair dye at home.

Afraid of getting hair dye on the clothes, both of them took off their shorts and put a stool in the bathroom, letting Zhao Qishui sit on it and face the mirror.

He Shu carefully applied hair dye to Zhao Qishui's hair. In order not to touch the scalp, he carefully felt like he was working on some dangerous items throughout the process.

Zhao Qishui looked at He Shu in the mirror with a smile on his face.

"I walked there and the meat didn't grow at all. Don't be reluctant to eat it at school."

He Shu nodded, without raising his head, and said while dyeing his hair: "I'm not fat, but I'm strong, and our school has a lot of exercise."

"If you exercise a lot, you have to eat more to keep up with the consumption. I asked you Aunt Liu to go to the morning market tomorrow morning to buy beef bones, and you will stew a large pot of stew for you tomorrow."

He Shu felt helpless, a big pot? Every time he was fed by his aunt and godfather, he was so overwhelmed that he couldn't walk before letting go.

"Goddad, I have something to do tomorrow."

"What's the matter?"

"I'll leave the day after tomorrow. I want to go see Teacher Li tomorrow and then go to the cemetery."

Zhao Qishui said, "It's okay, come back to eat it in the evening. Anyway, the longer the stew, the better. By the way, call me and I'll ask you Aunt Liu to not just buy beef bones to see if there are any oxtails. I heard that the thing is supplemented..."

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After dyeing my head, I had to wait a while before washing it. He Shu also moved a stool and sat next to me and chatted.

"Have you gone to your grandfather's house?" Zhao Qishui remembered this, and He Shu and his grandfather were in Dadu.

He Shu nodded: "I went there."

"How are they? Are they good to you?"

"It's pretty good, but I'm not familiar with it, not used to it."

Zhao Qishui smiled and said, "Haha, I'll get to know each other a few more trips. Who else is there in your grandfather's house?"

"In addition to my aunt, there is also an uncle and aunt." He Shu lowered his head and rubbed the dye stained on his fingers, not wanting to say more.

Zhao Qishui looked at He Shu and felt something. He knew that this child liked to suppress things in his heart.

I didn't ask He Shu's grandfather's family about things, and talked about something else.

When it was time, He Shu helped Zhao Qishui wash his hair, let him sit and bend over, rinse the shower head carefully twice, then apply shampoo and rub the foam on his head.

"Does this thing burn your hands? Just get a pair of gloves."

"No, I bought the best ones. Goddard, you can't close your eyes and get them in."

Zhao Qishui was funny and treated him as a child. However, Zhao Qishui used to never dared to think that he would be taken care of by his son.

Although He Shu is the godson and not his biological son, look at Lao Zhang, Lao Liu and others, what can his biological son do?

After rinsing it, Zhao Qishui looked up and saw that his dark hair seemed much younger.

"I have grown hair, I can't cut it well. Goddad, you have nothing to do tomorrow to get your hair done." He Shu told him while packing up his things.

Zhao Qishui smiled at the mirror and combed himself a small score: "I'll cut it as soon as I finished dyeing? Let's leave it for a few days to let me wave it."
Chapter completed!