The wonderful life of Xu Damao, who is full of love in the courtyard

Chapter 324 Sticky Confession

Strange things happen every year.

Especially this year.

Xu Damao really did not expect that Qin Huairu's son, Bang Geng, is also a super licking dog who likes widows.

Worthy of being the son of Sha Zhu.

There is no blood relationship, but according to the theory that Qin Huairu is Banggen's mother and Shazhu married Qin Huairu as his wife, Banggen is Shazhu's son.

It doesn't work if you don't admit it.

When the stick blocked little Qin Huairu's way, the tone of his speech and the expression on his face made Xu Damao feel weird that the stick was more kneeling and licking widows than Sha Zhu.

A kind of loneliness where the calculation suddenly failed came to Xu Damao.

Xu Damao became a little sad.

According to Xu Damao's imagination, the appearance of little Qin Huairu in the courtyard is a way for silly Zhu to retaliate against the stick and Qin Huairu. up.

Little Qin Huairu has nothing to do with Shazhu.

Whether little Qin Huairu faced Sha Zhu, or Sha Zhu faced little Qin Huairu, his tone and expression belonged to that kind of calm stranger.

There is also no assumption that little Qin Huairu is part of Sha Zhu's plan to retaliate against the stick.

in this way.

Xu Damao's previous speculations and confirmations are useless.

While sighing.

Xu Damao thought of the idiom that fate tricks people.

What is determined, God will overthrow it.

There is no certainty, but God put it in front of Xu Damao.

Isn't that what a gamer is?
The stick dog who kneels and licks widows even better than Shazhu has the virtue of a dog.

Xu Damao really wanted to shout to God.

God.

You are genius.

Turning the stick into a licking dog that kneels and licks widows is the greatest revenge on Qin Huairu.

Xu Damao looked at Banggen, and listened intently to Banggen's explanation with his ears open.

That is why my stick is blocking your little Qin Huairu's way, and why my stick is taking little Qin Huairu's two children to eat chicken.

"As I said, we are neighbors and I like these two children."

Little Qin Huairu didn't believe the stick's nonsense, and shouted coldly, "Get out of the way."

"I won't let it, I won't let it."

"What on earth do you want?" Little Qin Huairu was a little bit broken. With her ugly cheeks, she hoarsely said to the stick: "What do you want?"

Looking at little Qin Huairu's angry face, Bang Geng hesitated, hesitating whether he should tell the truth or not, some words are hard to utter, and he didn't want to keep concealing his true feelings.

Said that he likes the little widow with a persimmon face.

I don't know if it will scare away the little widow with persimmon face.

I just met him for half a day, and I said that I like him. I don't know if the little widow with a persimmon face thinks that the stick is not stable and a little chaotic.

Continue to use neighbors as an excuse?

Bang Geng didn't want to, he had already seen that little Qin Huairu didn't like the neighbor's excuse of Bang Geng.

A cruel.

A stomp.

Speak out the truth in your heart.

"You asked me what I want to do, well, I'll tell you what I want to do." Stick looked at the people behind little Qin Huairu, and said in a tone of gritted teeth: "I want to To be your man, I want to be the stepfather of Goudan and Yaya's two children."

The earth-shattering sound gave people a great shock.

Those who watched the show, including Xu Damao, were shocked by Bang Geng's confession.

Never thought of it.

The incident of moving the little widow into the courtyard unexpectedly had such a shocking change.

Qin Huairu's son, Bang Geng, not only fell in love with a young widow who just moved into a courtyard, but also confides his heart loudly in front of them who are watching the theater.

I love you so much.

I really want to be your husband.

Behind the seemingly manifesto, there is an inside story unknown to outsiders.

Such as guts.

Doesn't the stick know the nature of these people in the courtyard?
he knows.

He knew that these people were in a state of watching a show, but even knowing this, Bang Giao still chose to confess his love to the persimmon-faced little widow.

certain aspects.

The dog-licking stick dog really surpassed the old dog-licking silly column.

He dared to confess his love to Qin Huairu, a widow with a persimmon face who had just moved into the courtyard less than a day ago, in front of countless people in the courtyard.

so bold.

So amazed.

So unbelievable.

This is the dog-licking demeanor of the new generation of dog-licking stick terriers in Siheyuan.

"Don't make fun of me." Little Qin Huairu, who was lost for a moment by BangGong's confession, was shocked for a few seconds, reacted very quickly, and said to BangGong: "I am a widow. I still have two children with me, and I'm not good-looking, don't make such jokes with me, I can't afford such jokes, please get out of the way, I want to go home."

Little Qin Huairu's tone was a little more relaxed than the tone of coldly letting the stick out of the way just now.

The reason why Banggen was pleasantly surprised after hearing Xiao Qin Huairu's words was because of Xiao Qin Huairu's slightly softened tone.

Stick felt that although his confession did not make any contribution, it also had a certain effect.

Little Qin Huairu's relaxed tone is the proof.

"I won't get out of the way. You think what I told you was a joke."

Sticky's voice became louder, and his tone became unquestionable. He raised his hand high and pointed at the blue sky.

"The things I told you, every sentence, every word, and every punctuation mark were sent to the deepest part of my heart, I am not lying to you, and I am not lying to you. Every word I said, every word was carefully thought out, I really want to be your man, and I want to be the father of two children."

Silly Zhu was stunned, he didn't expect that Bang Geng was so kind, knowing that these people in the courtyard wanted to watch a play, but he resolutely confessed to little Qin Huairu.

Think back to the beginning.

There are two people, Shazhu and Qin Huairu.

He's so bloody.

Leng persuaded Jia Zhang at the price of three yuan a month.

It is true that one generation is stronger than the other.

One generation of licking dogs is better than one generation.

"I said before that my mother, Qin Huairu, is also a widow. As the son of a widow, I know that it is not easy for a widow to pull a child. The burden of life is all on her shoulders. People's hearts are fleshy. I Seeing my mother's suffering, I want to help her, but unfortunately I don't have the strength, I can only watch my mother walk among those stinky men for us, and then go to a road of no return."

The voice of the stick stem turned into a cry.

I don't know if it's an illusion.

When Shazhu saw this, he always felt that the stick was aimed at him.

Smelly man.

Doesn't it refer to the silly column?

Little white-eyed wolf.

Eat your father, take your father, use your father, and talk about your father in front of these people.

Heartless bastard.

"This is the pain of my whole life. I thought that there would be no chance in this life. God opened my eyes. You appeared. You have the same name as my mother. Bringing a child, for me, is an opportunity God gave me, I don’t want you to repeat the sufferings my mother suffered in the past, I want to help you, it’s as simple as that.”

"Whether you believe it or not, when I saw Goudan and Yaya, I fell in love with these two children at first sight. I saw my old self from them. I have no other intentions. I I just want to treat you well, I want to make you happy, I want Goudan and Yaya to have a happy childhood, so that they can feel the love of a father."

"Qin Huairu, please accept my love. I promise that I will treat you wholeheartedly. I promise that I will treat Goudan and Yaya as my own children. The neighbors promise you that I want to be your man, Qin Huairu, and I want you, Qin Huairu, to be my daughter-in-law."

He wholeheartedly wanted to be a widow licking a dog, and he didn't notice the flaws in his words at all. Presumably, all his thoughts were on being a widow's husband at this time.

Qin Huairu, please accept my love.

I really want to be your Qin Huairu's man.

I want you, Qin Huairu, to be my daughter-in-law.

These three earth-shattering words have aroused countless people's reverie.

Stick is the son of Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu is the mother of the stick.

At this moment.

The confession of stick stems was like a declaration, which made everyone in the courtyard on the spot feel a bloody ethical and moral emotion.

Those who know the inside story know that Bang Geng is confessing his love to a widow named Qin Huairu.People who don't know the inside story think that Bang Giao has lost his mind and is confessing his love to his Bang Giao's mother, Qin Huairu.

Siheyuan lacks everything.

There is no shortage of people who spread rumors indiscriminately.

Leave time.

No, no.

Presumably, within half a day, the confession of sticks in the courtyard will become well-known and hotly discussed by everyone, but at that time people's rumors were that sticks had Oedipus and was confessing his love to his mother .

Everyone in the courtyard, headed by Xu Damao, felt that this drama was becoming more and more interesting. Even though the wonderful plot had not yet been staged, Xu Damao and others were already excited to see it.

Stick stem didn't wait for little Qin Huairu's reply.

Xiaodang and Huaihua, who were at the scene, looked at Banggen as if they were fools. When they heard that Banggen confessed to Xiao Qin Huairu, they were both confused.

The words "Qin Huairu, please accept my love from Banggeng" gave Xiaodang and Huaihua a strange feeling, as if the bastard Banggeng was confessing his love to his own mother.

asshole.

how could you do this.

The Jia family cannot be extinct.

The Jia family still has the incense of this descendant.

Even if the name of the persimmon-faced little widow is not Qin Huairu, but something else, Xiaodang and Huaihua do not agree to marry a widow with two oil bottles as his wife.

In certain aspects.

Such as this heart.

Xiaodang and Huaihua have inherited Jiazhang's advantages from generation to generation. Even though Banggeng is lame and slow-witted, he is still superior, thinking that ordinary women are not good enough for Banggeng.

To borrow Jia Zhang's words, only girls who surpass You Fengxia in all aspects are eligible to become the daughter-in-law of the Jia family.

Ordinary women are not eye-catching, let alone a little widow with two oil bottles, a water tank-shaped body and a persimmon face.

An ugly girl is not worthy of being a member of the Jia family.

The sticky daughter-in-law has to look good, just like the fairy in the painting.

If Persimmon Face really turned into a sticky wife, Xiaodang and Huaihua's sister-in-law, wouldn't their Jia family be laughed at by people like Siheyuan?

Looking at the eyes of those watching the opera in the courtyard.

Xiaodang and Huaihua couldn't bear it anymore, and they dragged the stick into Jia's mansion.

In the process of dragging the stick, Xiaodang and Huaihua couldn't help but complain about the behavior of the stick that confessed to the persimmon-faced little widow just now.

In the hearts of Xiaodang and Sophora japonica.

Stick's confession just now is tantamount to discrediting the Jia family. A young widow with two children, a boy and a girl, who looks stupid and ugly, is not qualified to be the wife of the Jia family.

on purpose.

[-] percent intentional.

In order to make the little widow with persimmon face quit, and understand Xiaodang and Huaihua's disapproval of the attitude of sticking to marrying the little widow with persimmon face, Xiaodang and Huaihua's words and voices of confessing their behavior did not shy away from those people in the courtyard, even The voice is still a little high-pitched.

They are all old people in the courtyard.

Who doesn't know who?
Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, with mocking smiles on their faces.

As far as this virtue is good, it's fine if someone marries, and you still pick and choose. Do you really think Qin Huairu is still in power now?

I don't even bother to say.

watch a play.

"Brother, what are you doing? Are you out of your mind?"

"Saihua doesn't talk about you, but I, Xiaodang, also have to talk about you. You are such a big person, can you use your own brain when you speak? Are those words you just said human? Qin Huairu, please accept my love Please. I want to be your man, Qin Huairu, and I want you, Qin Huairu, to be my daughter-in-law. Our mother’s name is Qin Huairu. When word spreads, how do outsiders think? How can you marry a daughter-in-law if you are sick?"

"Brother, what my sister said is the truth. Some things can't be said in a flash. You have to think about it. What did grandma say before she died?"

Both Xiaodang and Huaihua turned their heads and stared at Silly Zhu hard.

They put silly pillars on the resentment again.

This matter is all to blame on Shazhu. If Shazhu did his best to get a wife for the stick within a year, why would the stick confess his love to a widow today?
The fault is not the little widow with a persimmon face, nor is it the stick, but the silly pillar.

Or say white-eyed wolf.

That's the mentality.

Ordinary people can't have it at all.

"Sizhu, we misjudged you, my mother misjudged you, and my grandma misjudged you too. Before my grandma left, I asked you, silly Zhu, to help my brother Zhang Luo make a bid. Fengxia is a good girl to be a daughter-in-law, and you have personally agreed, how did you do it? You don’t do anything, silly Zhu, you are so wicked that you lie to the dead, be careful that my grandma will find you tonight.”

"Sister, what did you say to Sha Zhu? Didn't we talk about brother?" The scheming bitch Huaihua was on fire for no reason again. In terms of scheming, Huaihua really got the true biography of Qin Huairu.

"Can I not say it? If he acts stupidly, my brother will confess his love to a widow with a child." Xiaodang also deliberately glanced at the persimmon face that was standing on the spot.

(End of this chapter)