He Youcai glanced at He Ze in a bad mood, and did not express his son's thoughts, as if he wanted to see what he could say about Zi Chou Yin Mao.

"Em heard Uncle Xu mention it before, saying that this cigarette is harmful to the body, especially your cigarette pipe, which has not been replaced for seven or eight years. The black smoke oil inside is so thick, and if this continues, your body will be defeated sooner or later."

"Em originally asked you to quit, but he thought that you had been quitting for almost twenty years and had not quit yet. He thought that he would change you a better cigarette pole first. He asked Uncle Xu several times for any materials."

He Ze was indeed not a mistake in this matter. Li not only wanted to replace He Youcai with a cigarette pole, but also threw away the tobacco hidden in his cabinet and replaced the tobacco leaves with a light taste, but He Youcai hasn't noticed it yet.

Wait until he finds out...

He Ze didn't think about it anymore, and paused and said, "Dad, Em doesn't like you smoking, it's mainly for your health. Grandpa and grandma are the same. They are all their own family, don't take it to your heart."

He Youcai didn't answer, looking into the distance with a look of confusion, not knowing what he was thinking.

He Ze took out the cigarette pole in the box. The pole was made of copper, and the cigarette mouth was green and looked very jade. He was so dazzling that he was "How much does it cost!"

He Ze smiled but said nothing, pulled half of the bag of tobacco on He Youcai's waist, and like he did before, stuffed the tobacco into the cigarette pole, and went into the kitchen to light it.

"Dad, try it?"

He Youcai took it, took a sip, and spit out a mouthful of white smoke. His eyebrows gradually stretched.

"It tastes good, right? The fire was lit by Emu just now." Seeing He Youcai looking up at him, He Ze squatted and sat next to him, raising his hand to climb onto his shoulder, "Dad, a man, don't be so stingy. No matter how upset you are, you can't blame Emu for being on your head, right?"

"I'm not blaming you..." He Youcai sighed and took another harsh breath.

"I know, you blame yourself, but you can't blame this for yourself." Finally, He Ze said frankly, "You have been supporting me alone in the wind and rain for so many years. What are you doing, grandparents say, and uncles and uncles say nothing, Emu, I, Xiaoan, we three-er say nothing, you are irreplaceable in our hearts."

He paused word by word, and his voice hit He Youcai's ears, "Dad, don't worry Emu."

After hearing this, He Youcai's expression moved slightly, and slowly turned his head and looked at He Ze.

The young man in front of him inherited his good looks, and his cold edges and corners carry the unique heroic spirit of a man. Before he knew it, his son had truly grown up. In contrast, he, the father, was not competent enough.

"Okay, I understand, don't worry." He Youcai lowered his head, laughed, and looked at the two moving figures in the kitchen with affection.

Seeing him like this, He Ze subconsciously curled the corners of his lips. But... "Dad, how are the carpentry work these days?"

Just now, it was a treatment for the symptoms, and then the root cause should be cured. Dad He was so depressed that he inevitably got into a dead end when he was stimulated. Now he seemed to have relaxed his heart, but the bump in his heart was still stuck.

As a son, it is time to share the worries of his father. Thinking of Su Jian brought back today, He Ze's eyes flashed.

"It's okay. Now the New Year is just beginning. My father will probably have to work hard for a while after the Lantern Festival." Thinking of the arrival of people to book wooden utensils in the past two days, He Youcai's interest seemed to be a little higher, and he said in a flash, "Your 19th birthday is coming soon, time is so fast."

"Yes, it's so fast." Before he knew it, it's been almost half a year since he came to this world.

It's like a dream, a beautiful dream.

Since it is a beautiful dream, no one can tolerate any destruction.

That night, the moon was shining. When the oil lamps in the yard were all gone, He Ze carried Wangfu out of the yard and headed straight towards the Baizhi land in the West Mountain.

The author has something to say: I am a slag... Sorry, I had a wrist fracture before, and I removed the plaster last week and kept it for more than ten days. I came back late and will resume updates today.
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