Siheyuan: Starting from the promotion of an engineer

Chapter 140 The Winter Belonging to the Jia Zhang Family
Lin Zhen saw Jia Zhang's expression and knew that she had collapsed.

Then there's no need to listen to her crying here.

"Sister Qin, I'll go back first. There is still more than a month to celebrate the New Year. I hope Aunt Jia will finish it before the end of the year. You can cut a few catties of meat to make dumplings during the New Year."

Qin Huairu smiled and said, "Okay, thank you very much, please slow down."

After Lin Zhen left, Jia Zhang gritted his teeth and said, "As for your troublesome surname Lin, I asked you to help before, why didn't you help?"

Qin Huairu was surprised and said: "Mom, isn't this a good thing? According to the regulations, families with a monthly income of less than 5 yuan can get manual work. The third aunt wants to do it yet."

"Hmph! I can get a shoe sole every day to ensure that sticks don't run on the ground barefoot. Even if this grandma is not in vain, my ten fingers are as cold as radishes. How can they stick to a matchbox?"

Qin Huairu smiled and said: "If you are really afraid of freezing your hands, move your fingers more quickly, the sticky shoes are enough to wear, don't rush to do it, hurry up and glue these matchboxes before the year, we can still have a good time New Year, otherwise, hum, we have to eat whole grains during Chinese New Year!"

"This...hey! Yi Zhonghai is not a thing!"

"mom!"

Qin Huairu said angrily: "Speak softly, don't you be afraid that Grandpa Yi will hear you?"

"Hmph! What's wrong with hearing that? He was uneasy and kind, and suggested this idea to Lin!"

"I can't blame Uncle Yi, my salary really can't be raised. This method was thought up by Lin Zhen."

"Then Yi Zhonghai won't lead you to find Lin Zhen, can these 1 matchboxes be brought into our house today?"

Qin Huairu lost her smiling face in an instant, and said coldly: "If you don't want to do it, you can go to the street to do it tomorrow, and just return it to Director Zhao!"

"This has already been registered in the street office. Even if you don't do it, you have to wait for the next time. You, you, you come and help me do it together!"

"I'll take Sophora japonica to talk to Yuhua, and I'll lend you a piece of ginger to make soup later, you can figure it out yourself!"

"you!"

Qin Huairu didn't say so much to her mother-in-law, picked up Huaihua and went to Shazhu's house.

Jia Zhang was so angry that she cursed softly in the room.

Sticky, who was doing his homework, complained: "Grandma, stop scolding, don't you want to eat fine grains? Hurry up, I want to eat meat during the Chinese New Year."

"Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat. If you want to eat, go to Shazhu's house. If you go to see the meal time, can he drive you out?"

"I won't go, I hate him and his wife!"

"You son of a bitch, you learned how your father hates people. Why didn't you learn how your mother calculated? Today, she was the one who calculated me. She thinks I'm too lazy to do it!"

"Okay, grandma! Don't talk about it, you won't bother me with my homework!"

Jiazhang was so angry that she drooped her face, picked up the shoe soles that she hadn't finished filling for half a month, and sat on the kang without saying a word.

After sitting gasped for a while, he threw the soles of his shoes into the wire frame and lay down on the kang to sleep.

Xiao Dang said: "Grandma, you haven't eaten yet, why are you sleeping?"

"I don't eat because of a headache, go out, don't bother me!"

Xiao Dang was beaten up by Jia Zhang, and he looked for Qin Huairu with pouted lips and red eyes.

Qin Huairu is sitting at Shazhu's house chatting with Liu Yuhua.

Since Liu Yuhua became pregnant, Shazhu didn't want to quarrel, so he listened to Liu Yuhua and never brought a lunch box home.

Every now and then, I would help Qin Huairu, also in the canteen of the factory.

How about some steamed buns, or some vegetables.

Never dared to let Liu Yuhua know.

In Liu Yuhua's opinion, Shazhu has completely changed, and he is no longer the fool who is said to be helping widows.

Therefore, there is less hostility towards Qin Huairu.

After all, she knew well that Shazhu and Qin Huairu had nothing at all.

Silly Zhu is a boy scout who knows nothing.

Although the people in the courtyard have some petty frictions, they are all living their lives, and there is no need to be like sworn enemies.

Anyway, Silly Zhu was already under his control, so he no longer had the same knowledge as Qin Huairu.

Usually when Qin Huairu comes to the house, she is also willing to chat a few words and ask about her experience in raising children.

After hearing from Qin Huairu, Lin Zhen helped with the manual work of 1 matchboxes.

Silly Zhu was so happy that he could not close his mouth from ear to ear, "Qin Huairu, I am too embarrassed to say that your mother-in-law has put on the soles of her shoes, and the soles of her shoes are so shiny, can you keep your hands from frostbite? Hey! This Lin Zhen has really done a great job .”

Liu Yuhua said: "I'm afraid that doing good deeds will fail."

Qin Huairu said with a smile: "No, my mother has probably started working now, I'll go back and boil a piece of ginger for her to drive away the cold."

Sha Zhu grabbed a large piece of ginger, "Take it away, don't have to return it, I still have it at home."

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Danghong looked over.

"Mom, grandma is yelling at me."

"What's the matter, don't cry, did you make another mistake and make people angry?"

Xiao Dang shook his head, sobbing and said: "Grandma went to sleep on the kang, and I asked her why she didn't wait for dinner, she, she beat me up, said she had a headache, let me, let me go out."

Liu Yuhua pursed her lips and said, "Okay! This must be pretending to be sick. Let me be right, I'm probably scolding Lin Zhen behind my back again!"

Qin Huairu said awkwardly: "I'll go back and have a look."

After all, Xiaodang left.

Silly Zhu sighed: "Liu Yuhua, can you stop speaking so directly in the future, so that Qin Huairu can't get off the stage!"

Liu Yuhua said disdainfully: "I am like this, much better than your stinky mouth! You are not satisfied!"

Silly Pillar:  …

Qin Huairu went back to the house and saw that Mrs. Jia Zhang was sleeping soundly with her head covered.

"Mom, are you still eating?"

Jia Zhang didn't say a word.

Qin Huairu stopped calling, put Jiang on the table, and shouted: "Banggan, pack up your things and eat, and write after dinner."

After Qin Huairu brought the rice, Jia Zhang didn't say a word, just put on his clothes and came over to eat.

Tonight's meal is stick noodle pot pie, thin noodle soup, a plate of pickled radish sprouts, and a plate of soy beans.

It is said that both mother-in-law and daughter-in-law have no men, and with three children, they should live a better life.

At home, if you don’t complain, don’t complain, if you can’t get angry, don’t get angry.

Although life is difficult, the family's emotional harmony and spiritual satisfaction are far better than material satisfaction.

But Jia's situation is really special.

Qin Huairu is rich and spends money, but Jia Zhang is lazy.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are separated from each other. No matter how they manage it, there will be no happiness in this family.

The reason this time was that Jia Zhang wanted to improve his life, but ended up with a hard job.

Not to mention 300 matchboxes a day, even 100, she can't finish sticking.

Jia Zhang is now going to have a cold war with Qin Huairu, and ask Qin Huairu to find a way to take the matchbox away.

She would rather eat coarse food all the time than work.

Qin Huairu's attitude is also very clear, that is, it is exhausted, and it depends on who can consume more energy than whom.

Now that the 1 matchboxes are here, you have to do it anyway.

It costs more than three yuan, and I can live a good year.

No one in the Jia family spoke from the beginning to the end of dinner today.

After eating, Jia Zhang wiped his mouth and went to lie down on the kang again.

Qin Huairu washed the dishes, sliced ​​the ginger, and made a big bowl of ginger soup.

He didn't speak, put it on the table, and took Xiaodang and Huaihua to the back room to sleep.

Jiazhang gritted her teeth angrily, put on her clothes and got up, saw that there was no sugar in the ginger soup, and said to the stick: "Go, borrow brown sugar from your silly uncle's house, who can drink this big bowl of ginger soup without sugar?" Can I go?"

Stick stick pouted: "I won't go to his house!"

"Then go to your little uncle Xu Damao's house in the backyard, the deaf old lady's house, and grandpa's house. Anyway, bring me some brown sugar."

The stick was helpless, bowed his head and walked out.

"Great! Have you finished your homework? Do your homework quickly, and go to bed after finishing your homework. There is still class tomorrow!"

Qin Huairu's reprimanding voice came from the back room.

"Understood, Mom, I'll continue writing."

Stick shook his head at Mrs. Jia Zhang, and went back to his room to continue his homework.

Jiazhang was so angry that she had a headache, she quickly took out the small medicine bottle in her pocket and took a painkiller tablet.

That's why he didn't die of anger on the spot.

In the end, holding back the hot throat, he insisted on finishing a large bowl of ginger soup.

Early the next morning, Jia Zhang fell ill.

This time I really fell ill, not pretending.

Jiazhang's face was red and her ears were red, and when she breathed out, it was hot to the touch. When she was so burnt, she knew that her whole body was in pain.

Qin Huairu was terrified, and thought she was sick from anger with her mother-in-law last night.

If it gets out, his reputation of filial piety will be wiped out.

"Bang, get your grandma a bowl of water first, and I'll go find you Uncle Lin!"

Qin Huairu put on her clothes and came to look for Lin Zhen. Lin Zhen is the only one in this courtyard who knows how to see a doctor.

Let's see what's going on first, and then talk about going to an outside clinic to find Dr. Ye.

Lin Zhen just woke up and was about to wash up.

Seeing Qin Huairu coming over in a hurry, she couldn't help frowning and said, "What's the matter Qin Huairu, you haven't put on your shoes properly, it's snowing, be careful if you fall."

"Hurry up, Lin Zhen, my mother-in-law is seriously ill, come and see what's going on."

Lin Zhen curled his lips and said, "Don't pretend, don't you want to stick the matchbox?"

"No, I'm really sick, it's hot to breathe out."

"Then let's go, I'll go and have a look."

When Lin Zhen entered the room and saw Jia Zhang's appearance, he knew that it was caused by too much internal heat.

"What did Aunt Jia eat last night?"

Qin Huairu said: "It's nothing, stick noodle pancakes, pickles, noodle soup, yes! I drank a big bowl of ginger soup before going to bed!"

Lin Zhen shook his head and said, "Why are you giving her ginger soup? You eat radishes in winter and ginger in summer. In winter, you are covered tightly, so you won't catch the cold, but you will realize the internal heat. You don't need to drink because you're freezing after walking a long way." Ginger soup."

Qin Huairu sighed: "She said that her hands were cold to drive away the cold. I borrowed a piece of ginger from Shazhu's house. Is this serious?"

"It's okay, you can ask Ye Qi to prescribe some medicine to relieve her fire, and if you really want to keep your hands from freezing, don't cover them every day."

Qin Huairu breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it's okay, otherwise, someone will stick to the matchbox.

In the end, I went to Doctor Ye and bought a dose of laxative for 1 cents.

It's for Jia Zhang's to go to work.

Mrs. Jia Zhang sighed, "Ah... I'll pay you ten cents before I even start doing this. I'll have to stick three hundred matchboxes to pay for it?"

Qin Huairu said: "Then why don't you hurry up, I'm off to work, and I won't come back at noon when it snows today, don't forget to make food for Sophora japonica."

Jia Zhang's tears were about to come down.

She really wanted to give thousands of them to the third aunt in the front yard, but after thinking about it, she was reluctant.

Stick it yourself, ten fingers are as cold as radishes, and the sticking will not be finished in the spring of the next year.

I feel that I will be tied to death by a matchbox in the days to come.

Don't even think about chatting with the old ladies with masks in the alleys years ago.

Just when I was worried, my stomach suddenly gurgled, and I fell straight down.

The potion of purging fire is really strong, Jia Zhang grabbed a newspaper and ran outside to the public toilet.

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