Siheyuan: Crossing the Silly Son
6 The recognition was successful!

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Although He Yuzhu did have a trace of doubt at that moment, when He Yuzhu looked at He Xiao's innocent face seriously.

He Yuzhu instantly dispelled all his doubts.

Because He Xiao's face looked exactly like her when she was young.

He Yuzhu smiled at the thought.

"Haha, who said I don't want to admit it? Don't say anything else. This is our son!”He Yuzhu said excitedly.

Lou Xiao'e didn't expect He Yuzhu to acknowledge He Xiao so readily. She couldn't help but sigh in relief. She finally felt a trace of gratification in her heart.

She thought to herself, as expected of her biological son. At least she didn't misjudge him back then.

Just as the Deaf Old Lady had told her, Silly Zhu was not stupid!

Lou Xiao'e smiled excitedly and shouted,""He Xiao, he's your father. Call him daddy!”

"Daddy!" He Xiao raised her head and shouted at He Yuzhu.

"Yes, my good son. He's really my good son!”

He Yuzhu answered as she carried He Xiao up excitedly.

At this moment, He Yuzhu felt relieved.

After living for almost half his life, the thing he minded the most was not others calling him an idiot.

But as a man, there were three ways to be unfilial.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully recognizing your family. The Siheyuan Plot Registration System has been successfully activated!”

"Host, do you wish to sign in?"

At this moment, the familiar system notification sounded in He Xiao's mind.

When he was in Xiangjiang City, He Xiao had already signed in to the Great Era's storyline check-in system for several days.

When they arrived at the Beijing Siheyuan, the system activated the Siheyuan's storyline check-in system.

He Xiao was already very familiar with this Plot Fusion Sign In System.

"Sign in!" He Xiao replied in her heart.

"Sign in successful!"

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining a reward. 100 yuan in cash and a 12-inch black and white television.”

"Congratulations to the host for upgrading your martial strength. You have reached Jeet Kune Do Level 2.”

He Xiao immediately opened the system display panel to take a look.

Host: He Xiao

Wealth: 900 USD, 100 USD

[Martial Force: Jeet Kune Do Level 2]

[Skill: Beginner Trader]

[Portable Space: 1 12-inch black and white television.]

Looking at the information on the system interface, the system reward did not give He Xiao too much of a surprise.

The reward for signing in Xiangjiang was 300 Hong Kong dollars, but it was only 100 yuan in Beijing.

However, in this era in Beijing, the average monthly salary was only about 50 yuan. The reward for signing in for one day was equivalent to two months 'salary for an ordinary person.

In comparison, He Xiao felt that the system was still kind.

He Xiao looked at the detailed introduction of Jeet Kune Do Level Two.

Level Two was more skilled and solid in terms of basic skills and tactics than Level One. More importantly, his strength had doubled.

It was indeed a lot higher than the first level.

At his current level, the eight-year-old He Xiao could already deal with an ordinary adult.

Looking at the 12-inch black and white TV in her Dimensional Pocket, He Xiao was pleasantly surprised.

Although He Xiao in his previous life had already used an 8K screen television, in this era's Beijing, there were not many people who could afford a black-and-white television.

It was only after the 1980s that it gradually became popular in small places.

He Xiao knew that Xu Damao was the first person to buy a TV in the original drama, but it was only a 9-inch black and white TV.

A 9-inch TV cost 296 yuan each, and the low salary could barely afford it if they did not eat or drink for a year.

A 12-inch TV cost more than 400 yuan, which was more than 100 yuan more expensive than a 9-inch TV.

In this day and age, a hundred yuan could be used to buy a lot of things, so not many people could afford a 12-inch TV.

At this moment, He Xiao recalled that his father, He Yuzhu, had let Qin Huairu manage all his money. He didn't even give him money to buy a television.

In the courtyard, Xu Damao, Second Uncle Liu Haizhong, and Third Uncle Yan Bugui had all bought televisions.

She even bragged about what time it was and what programs she was watching in front of He Yuzhu all day long. He Yuzhu was so angry that he hated the fact that his pockets were empty. He had really been sullen all these years.

Especially Yan Bugui, even his son and daughter-in-law had to charge a fee for watching TV, let alone Xu Damao who was so arrogant.

After all, Xu Damao was the only one who could suppress He Yuzhu financially.

Now that they had a 12-inch black and white TV, they would have to move their 9-inch TV from the living room to the room to watch it quietly.

At the thought of this, He Xiao retracted the system interface and glanced at Qin Huairu and her two daughters.

Qin Huairu felt very upset when she saw He Yuzhu hugging He Xiao excitedly.

He thought about how Silly Pillar, whom he had painstakingly managed for so many years, was now reunited with his family.

Now that Silly Zhu had He Xiao, that stick had just returned from cutting the queue not long ago. He did not even have a proper job. Without Silly Zhu's salary, the wedding dowry would be even more unsettled.

Looking at Qin Huiru's worried expression, He Xiao thought to herself,'This widow was mocking my mother for being infertile. I must avenge my mother today!'

He Xiao suddenly looked at He Yuzhu childishly and said,"

"Daddy, a grandma just said that I'm not your son!”

He Yuzhu could not help but be stunned. He frowned and asked seriously,"What? Which grandma?"

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