Chapter 173 Soft Heart
"This time, in order to help you recruit people, I asked around for information, but I didn't expect that Master He would know about it. After Master He learned about the situation, he said he would come. I thought he was joking, but I didn't expect that he would really come today..."

"As for why Lord He came, I don't know, and he didn't tell me. Sir, this is all I know."

After the words fell, Ye Mingsheng examined Chen Yannian's expression and saw that he looked honest and didn't seem to be pretending. In addition, Ye Mingsheng himself felt that He Jingyun should not tell Chen Yannian even if he had any plans, so Ye Mingsheng did not doubt it anymore. He picked up the cup of tea that Chen Yannian poured for him and drank it all, then slowly said:
"Thank you, Master Chen, for recommending Yuan Song and Chuan Wu to me. I am very satisfied!"

"As long as you are satisfied... Chuanwu is my eldest brother's only child. I leave him in your care!" Chen Yannian spoke earnestly and bowed to Ye Mingsheng.
"Don't worry! I will take good care of him in Liaoyang!" Ye Mingsheng smiled and comforted:
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While Ye Mingsheng and Chen Yannian were sitting at the tea stall discussing things, He Jingyun returned to his small courtyard in Yongjiafang, Dongcheng District with a gloomy face.

Although he was born in the He family of Duke Shen, and was the biological son of Duke Shen He Wuxuan and his second brother He Zhan, he was only a concubine's son. Therefore, although He Jingyun was very capable, he was ostracized within the He family from childhood to adulthood and did not benefit from much of the He family.

Otherwise, with the He family stepping in to protect him, He Jingyun would not have been holding an idle position with no real power in a place like the Luoan Command Center for so many years.

Precisely because of the bad relationship with the He family, He Jingyun simply stopped living in the He family. He used the reward money he had saved up over the years in the army to buy himself such a small courtyard in Yongjiafang.

Although the yard is not big, there are flowers and plants planted in the middle of the yard, which looks very warm.

After returning home, He Jingyun, who was sitting on a chair, could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. With his only remaining right hand, he hit the desk at home hard. The elm desk, which was not very sturdy to begin with, shook up and down and almost cracked after he hit it like that.

The shaking of the desk had not stopped yet when a childish voice came from not far away.

“Daddy... hug...”

Along with the voice, a pink little girl with pigtails who looked only one year old appeared. She looked at He Jingyun with a happy smile on her face. She staggered towards He Jingyun, looking very cute.

Seeing his daughter Rourou appear, He Jingyun, who was furious and out of control a second ago, immediately lost his anger in his eyes, and his expression gradually softened. He squatted down and used his only remaining right arm to hold the little girl in his arms.

"Rou Rou, were you good at home with your mother today?" He Jingyun asked with a smile, stroking his daughter He Rou Rou's delicate face:
"Mother said I'm the best!" He Rourou blinked her cute big eyes and said seriously:

"Okay, okay, my Rourou is the best..."

Although she is a cute little girl, Rourou is very active. She stays in He Jingyun's arms and pinches He Jingyun's rough face with her little hands from time to time, and even pulls out several of He Jingyun's beards. Although he grimaced in pain after his beards were pulled out, He Jingyun was still very patient and looked very happy.

When the father and daughter were having fun, He Jingyun's wife, He Dongshi, came over slowly with a little maid.
Mrs. He was wearing a plain dress, and her jewelry was just a silver hairpin. Although her appearance was not stunning, she was very attractive, and her temperament was also very gentle and pleasant. Looking at the father and daughter who were playing, she said gently:

"Rou Rou, go back to the room with your sister Cui Er and let your father have a rest..."

Although she felt a little unsatisfied, little He Rourou still listened to what He Dongshi said. She reluctantly left He Jingyun's arms and was taken back to her room by Cui'er, the little maid behind He Dongshi.

"Thank you for your hard work, Madam!" Watching He Rourou return to the room, He Jingyun looked at his virtuous wife and said with emotion:

"It's nothing for my own daughter. It's hard work or not. But you, my husband, must take care of your health. Doctor Zeng told you last time not to get angry again..." Mrs. He looked at He Jingyun and said with concern:
The reason why He Rourou came over just now was because He Dongshi was in the side room and heard the sound of He Jingyun slamming the table. She knew that her husband might have suffered some injustice again.

In order to prevent He Jingyun from getting angry and hurting his body, He Dongshi, who was familiar with He Jingyun's temper, sent this most favored and intimate little cotton-padded jacket over. And just as He Dongshi thought, when He Jingyun saw his most cherished jewel in the palm, his anger disappeared.

He Jingyun was deeply moved by the care and love in his wife's words, but as a man, he couldn't say anything corny and could only nod silently.

He first lost his left hand, then was transferred to a sinecure, and finally the Chen family divorced him. He was old and had to live a retirement life. His future was bleak. The successive blows made He Jingyun very disheartened. Not long after, he was introduced to Dong, who came from a humble family.

Originally, He Jingyun only wanted to marry and have children to carry on the family line, and thus wasted his life. However, he did not expect that the appearance of Dong would become a ray of light in his dark life.

This woman used her tenderness to slowly heal He Jingyun's physical and mental trauma, and the birth of her daughter He Rourou helped He Jingyun regain his spirits, making him, who is not yet 40 years old this year, full of fighting spirit again...

"My dear, if you are depressed, you might as well talk to me. You will feel better after you talk about it..." Seeing that He Jingyun was thinking about bearing it alone, He Dongshi took his rough big hand and said softly:
He Jingyun hesitated for a moment, but did not reject his wife's kindness. He told He Dongshi what had just happened in Kelaixiang Restaurant.

(End of this chapter)