Siheyuan: I am the neighbor of Silly Zhu

Li Huaide was cheated by himself.

Originally, he could have left in a calm manner, but he insisted on playing tricks and abandoning You Fengxia. How could he know which one he would be the last to be abandoned.

It's too late to regret.

Evening sunset.

Extraordinarily beautiful.

Inside the courtyard, the dust was flying.

Silly Zhu stood on the steps, looked at the figure at the door, and looked at the guy in front of him with some dissatisfaction.

"Huairu, don't you come out to meet me?"

After all, the stick stem couldn't bear the hunger, and staged a plea for sin, with rattan tied to his body, naked upper body, and a repentant look, the so-called dog can't change eating shit.

In the eyes, that touch of bright eyes.

How can Sha Zhu feel at ease?
Hey.

"Not going out."

"It's sad to see it, you should drive him away."

Qin Huairu who was standing by the window sill just took a look.Back to the kitchen to get busy.

More than disappointed.

It gradually no longer has any hope.

"I was wrong."

Stick shouted heart-piercingly, but apart from making the people around him laugh at him, few people were really willing to believe him, after all, there were too many lessons learned from the past.

They are all numb.

Instead of trusting the stick again.

It would be better to find a rope and hang yourself on Meishan Mountain.

"You go."

Xu Damao looked at the back of the stick, and seemed to be able to see the barbs of the rattan, which scratched his back.

"I do not go."

Bang Geng looked at the house helplessly, now he can only let Qin Huairu bow his head, this is his only way out, he has been wandering outside for half a year, picking up trash to eat all the time.

I thought it would be less than half a month.

Qin Huairu will let him go back.

No matter what.

After all, he climbed high.

Thinking too well, the final result can only be a crushing defeat.

Silly Zhu heard the busy voice in the kitchen, so he simply ignored it. After all, he was just an outsider, and if he cared too much, there might be a gap, not to mention he didn't want to see the stick come back.

Trouble?
Only Jia Zhang in the house still wants to fight for it, but now he can only lie on the bed and barely maintain his life. How can he have the ability to take care of the stick again.

"I choose the road by myself, mother-in-law, you should say a few words less."

Hearing swearing from inside the house.

Qin Huairu walked to the bedroom.

The person in the room looked at her and said.

"you!"

She wanted to say a few more words, but when she saw Qin Huairu's icy pupils, Jia Zhang chose to remain silent, but felt that her breath was blocked, and slowly closed her eyes.

under night.

It was deserted outside.

Only Bang Geng carried the cane on his back, thinking about how to make Qin Huairu change his mind.

inside the house.

Very lively.

Xiao Dan also found an honest man, five years older than her, a worker in the coal yard, with a high income, and his life was on the right track, and he was still discussing where to go for vacation?

It can be described as two extremes.

"Xu Damao, do you think my cousin really doesn't pay attention to sticks?"

Qin Jingru felt a little conflicted, if it was her, she might not give up the stick no matter what.

"How else?"

"People are basically useless, even if they wash dishes in any restaurant, they can support themselves. But look at what he does, pick up garbage and eat." Xu Damao looked out of the window disdainfully.

Obviously, he wanted to force Qin Huairu to bow his head.

It's a pity that I miscalculated.

How could Qin Huairu bow his head so easily.

Everything seemed a little funny.

sleepless nights.

on the second day.

Qin Huairu got up early, glanced at Jia Zhang in the house, and still heaved a sigh of relief, probably because of what happened last night, she didn't want to say anything more to Qin Huairu.

Turned over on purpose.

With his back to Qin Huairu.

Nothing is missing now.

Even if Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui's houses were obtained, Qin Huairu thought that Qin Huairu would let the stick come back, but it was a miscalculation after all, Qin Huairu didn't mention this at all.

Do you really want to leave it to Xiaodan and Xiaohuaihua?

Haven't heard of it.

"Daughter who is married, is the water thrown out?"

Life is more than what is in front of you.

There are also poems and distance.

How could Qin Huairu not know about Jia Zhang's thoughts?But she still couldn't let go, she might as well save a place for herself, even if Wan Guan's family wealth came into the hands of Bang Geng.

It will be the same as the prodigal son in the drama.

Slowly faded.

Isn't the saddest thing in life not that people are still there, but money is gone.

When the time comes, she will be alone and helpless, who else can she count on?
Silly pity?
That's it.

Shazhu's sense of her now is more like a life with a partner, she understands this, Shazhu is even more clear, but he is just barely maintaining harmony, and it is really time to end the mountains and rivers.

Silly Zhu went back in despair.

What about her?
In the end, it was not for no reason to make a wedding dress for someone.

with it.

It would be better not to give in the first place.

When I leave, it's not too late to pass on the stick. Even if the family property is ruined at that time, it has nothing to do with her. She has done her best and can't control it.

Qin Huairu was about to leave when the door was closed.

Jia Zhang seems to have figured it out, and stared at Qin Huairu with his big eyes, "Are you really not going to let the stick go home?"

"go home!"

"Does he still have a home?"

Qin Huairu asked back.

puff.

It seemed that Jia Zhang couldn't accept Qin Huairu's answer, and finally lay down helplessly, taking a mouthful of painstaking effort, but didn't spit it out, because she didn't want Qin Huairu to see it.

Guilt!

I guess she won't.

In Jia Zhang's heart, Yemen is clear. Among the few people Qin Huairu hates the most in this life, she ranks first. For so many years, she has hardly played any good role.

On the contrary, it has been holding Qin Huairu back.

Now it has almost reached the stage where people and gods are disgusted.

Still don't make fun of yourself.

"Is he still there?"

Silly Zhu looked at the stick kneeling outside the window, and the kindness in his heart still persisted in the end.

"He will go."

As if looking at an insignificant clown, Qin Huairu took the clothes and lifted the curtain to wash the clothes by the pool, staring at Qin Huairu with sticky and bright eyes.

It seems to say forgive me.

"For so many years, I have done countless wrong things, please forgive me." Stick's voice trembled slightly.

Seems to be really getting better.

It's a pity that the revealing of the stick's true feelings seems to be acting in Qin Huairu's eyes.

"What are you doing back here?"

Qin Huairu gave a light glance.

"I want a home."

Bang Geng lowered his head, not daring to look into Qin Huairu's eyes, as if those sharp eyes could see through his heart at a glance.

Ha ha.

"Don't you think it's funny?"

"If you really want to come back, why don't I stop you, but the premise is that you first find a job that can support yourself. Why do you live like a ghost with a healthy body?"

Qin Huairu's words deeply hurt the stick.

He didn't know how to answer.

Could it be that he wants to eat and wait to die, and doesn't want to wander outside anymore? If that's the case, Qin Huairu will definitely not let him come back, but he said it's better.

Where is the persuasiveness?

He didn't believe it himself.

Not to mention the people in the yard.

The playful eyes are like watching a joke, and they all know what he is thinking in his heart.

"I want to go home."

The bumpy stick bowed its head, not daring to look at anyone.

"Then when you know how to stand up and talk, come here and break up with me." Qin Huairu continued washing clothes without raising his head.

I?
What else do you want to say?
But when he saw Qin Huairu's cold gaze, he could only shut up completely. Some things were said too much, but in fact it didn't mean much. Qin Huairu always wanted him to be self-reliant.

Unfortunately, his spine was broken.

All I've been thinking about is how to be a domineering power, and I haven't thought about other things.

There is actually only one way in front of him now, when he can support himself, let Qin Huairu see hope, maybe he can come back.

The stick stem was disappointed and left.

under night.

The figure looked a bit bleak, Jia Zhang in the room stood up vigorously, took a look, and could only sigh helplessly.

For Qin Huairu's thoughts.

She also understands.

Just couldn't agree more.

No matter how much evil the stick has done, he is still her grandson, how can he be so indifferent?
But now Qin Huairu is in charge.

She is just an old woman, dying, even if she wants to make Qin Huairu turn back, there is no possibility.

"Why are you so cruel?"

muttering to himself.

Mrs. Jia and Zhang returned to the bedroom slowly on crutches, feeling a sense of resentment towards Sha Zhu in her heart.

This fucking guy is probably just wishing that he wouldn't come back.

Xu Damao watched BangGong leave playfully.

"Do you think the stick will come back?" Qin Jingru asked a little puzzled.

"return."

Xu Damao looked at Qin Jingru in surprise, when did he become soft-hearted, did he forget how Jia Zhang treated him back then, and simply regarded her as a burden.

No benefit afterwards.

Even the door is not allowed to enter.

It can only be said that Qin Jingru got some opportunities later, established a foothold in the street office, and only then did he have his current life.

The situation is not bad.

But it doesn't mean how arrogant.

"Don't think about them."

"This is actually what everyone defaults to, that is to not let the stick come back." Xu Damao's eyes were a little deep.

Could it be that Qin Huairu didn't want to?
Even if it is a matter of giving a bowl of rice.

Why is she just not doing it?

In fact, there is not only the dissatisfaction of Silly Zhu, but also the dissatisfaction of Liu Haizhong and Yan Pugui. If Qin Huairu hadn't driven the stick out, the two uncles would not have given her the house directly.

Rather, it has been tested.

Sticks are like a source of trouble.

He's always making a fuss about nothing, and he's also a bad gambler.

Everyone dare not bet.

As for the future?

They dare not say?
After all, when people are gone, everything is empty.

But if Sticky stays at home all the time, will they all have to endure Sticky's misbehavior?

Dream it.

It's just that Xu Damao doesn't want to break up with Qin Jingru these days.

After all, this girl is still a little naive.

The stick alone walked out of the courtyard, and threw the rattan on his body into the trash can, his eyes were a little dull, this is a different kind of shit, let him take the initiative to become an adult.

Hey.

"Bang Geng, you have been kicked out, isn't the bitter plan not working?" Master Niu looked at the stick and continued to rummage through the trash can with a disdainful expression. Do you really think everyone is blind?
The means are really vulgar.

"Master Niu, I want to find a job, otherwise, I will be a waste in their eyes." Stick muttered to himself, watching Master Niu drinking his drink.He also held a duck leg in his hand.

Damn, this old man is really good at living.

"Want to eat?"

Master Niu casually threw the leftover half of the duck leg on the ground.

Regardless of the ridicule of the people around him, the stick stem quickly picked it up and blew off the dust on it. He ate with great relish and didn't eat all day and night. Here is a duck leg.

What bike do you need?

"This man can't be saved."

The spectators looked at the sticks with no dignity at all.

Shaking his head disappointed.

"Why do you think this stick is such a waste? Did Qin Huairu spoil him too much when he was young?" The surroundings looked curiously.

"spoil?"

Yan Bugui glanced at it with disdain.

"It's Jia Zhang's fault. He was used to lawlessness since he was a child. Qin Huairu took over Jia Dongxu's class and went to work almost every day. How could he have time to care about him?"

"Since he was a thief and a dog, he grew up to be a street thief. There is nothing he dare not do, except that he has been doing nothing on the right path."

Yan Bugui took a sip of the old wine in disappointment.

Helplessly sighed.

"Jia Zhang, her original name is not Zhang Xiaohua, why haven't I seen her recently, has she gone already?" One of the old men was a little curious.

"Live well."

"It's just that I'm just waiting to die now. I just lie at home on weekdays. If I don't come out and move around, maybe I'm speechless to face us." Yan Bugui's eyes shone shrewdly.

Counting all the time.

"Too."

"This Qin Huairu has a hard life, what the hell is going on at this stall, Jia Zhang is mean, Jia Dongxu left early, and the remaining sticks are so useless."

It was as if he didn't hear the stick outside the house, maybe he was used to it long ago, and he didn't even refute it, he just walked away silently.

Helpless?
not necessarily.

The road is his step by step.

No one urged him, even Qin Huairu had been relying on relationships before, so that he had been working hard to live?

But he didn't do anything for long.

Silent night.

When Yan Bugui was a little drunk, he said goodbye to everyone slowly. On the way back, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the shadows, holding a sack in his hand.

Just wrap him up.

A look of immortality.

Yan Bugui woke up instantly, especially the smell on his body, which was like a trash can, and he immediately thought of this limping person.

What the hell, this is basically the stick's revenge.

No one else said it either.

Why look for his trouble alone.

"Bang, aren't you afraid of being caught?"

Yan Bugui yelled quickly, BangGeng paused for a moment, pondered for a moment, and decided to teach Yan Bugui a lesson, if they hadn't blown Qin Huairu's ears.

Then he wouldn't be reduced to where he is now.