Siheyuan: Starting from Saving Qin Huai Ru

Chapter 126 Playing Heartbreak with Sticks (please subscribe, ask for a reward, please ask for a monthly pass)

This is so heartbreaking!
He Yuzhu's voice fell, and although the stick was young, he didn't know what it was like to feel a thousand arrows piercing the heart, but he still felt a pain in his heart.

He really couldn't imagine that his mother Qin Huairu lived with He Yuzhu, gave birth to He Yuzhu's children, and he had younger brothers and sisters.

It hurts to think about it!
"Silly, you—"

He Yuzhu raised his slap: "If you have something to say, don't ask for it."

The stick immediately shrank its head.

Now he and He Yuzhu are the only two people in the same room, and when He Yuzhu said to slap him, it was absolutely unambiguous.

He Yuzhu continued: "You don't like to hear what I said, but it is the truth."

"Let me tell you this, you don't like to listen to it now, so you just go to sleep now, and I won't talk to you about these things in the future; I will live my life as you want with your mother, and give birth to younger brothers and sisters for you, so what pregnancy."

"But you have to talk to me, let's discuss and discuss seriously, maybe we can discuss something."

BangJiao felt even more uncomfortable when he heard it: "I don't allow my mother to live with you!"

"You don't allow it? Why don't you allow it?"

He Yuzhu asked lightly: "You make money to support the Jia family? Your mother eats your food and drinks yours?"

"Or is your mother getting the salary from you?"

Stick was dumbfounded by He Yuzhu's question: "I'm only 12 years old, how can I make money?"

"You can't make money, but you can spend it like running water."

He Yuzhu said: "Your mother and I get along well, so it's a good match. This is an emotional matter. You don't understand it, and you probably don't want to hear it."

"Yes, I don't want to hear it! I don't want my mother to live with you, and I don't want her to give birth to you again!" BangJie shouted.

"You don't want to hear about the relationship between adults, let's talk about money."

He Yuzhu looked around and found a dilapidated abacus - Banggen elementary school, also took abacus class, this old abacus was temporarily borrowed during class.

After borrowing it for a few days, I didn't learn much about sticks, so I left them at home to eat ashes.

Jiazhang didn't even go back, and got angry with his neighbors because of this bad idea.

Now He Yuzhu is fiddling with the abacus, looking at Bang Geng: "Can you dial the abacus?"

"forget."

Stick shook his head.

"Then I'll calculate it for you, and you know the price, so I won't calculate it for you."

"The year your mother was pregnant with Sophora japonica, your father died..." When He Yuzhu said this, he saw the constipated expression on Banggen's face, just like his dead father.

Oh, he is really dead father.

"Don't look at me with that expression, we have something to talk about." He Yuzhu said, "Talking about money hurts feelings, but talking about feelings with your mother hurts money too."

"Now you think there is nothing to say about my relationship with your mother; then I will count the money with you."

"When the money is calculated, you can weigh it again. The money is more important than the feelings you don't want to part with your mother."

Stick opened his mouth, as if he was back in class and encountered a math problem.

These words, why are they going around in circles like this, I almost didn't understand what it meant.

Stretching out his hand to scratch his sore and itchy buttocks, Sticky asked, "What do you mean, is to settle accounts with me?"

"That's right, I don't want to mention emotional matters, I'm just doing money calculations."

He Yuzhu still wanted to say more, but Bang Geng felt a group of villains popping out of his ears, buzzing and not listening, it was exactly the same as what happened in class.

"Okay, stop talking and settle the score."

He Yuzhu nodded and began to settle accounts: "Since your father died..."

Sticky's face is constipated again—why is this silly pillar so bad?And from when my dad died?

"Bring chicken, duck, fish and other meat dishes to your mother every day, and help your mother breastfeed. It costs about two yuan. Sometimes there is no food in the cafeteria. I go to the vegetable market to buy old hens to make soup for your family to subsidize...every Twenty catties of flour per month..."

He Yuzhu was calculating, crackling and calculating.

"What is breastfeeding?" asked the stick.

"You think your mother is a cow, so you can feed your sister Huaihua with milk by eating grass? You have to eat and drink well to feed your child. This is called milking."

He Yuzhu continued to count while talking.

The stick made an "oh".

Watching He Yuzhu lower his head to settle accounts, he wanted to say something but didn't know what to say.

The price He Yuzhu said was fair. If the stick insisted on saying "I haven't eaten it" or "This is all voluntary", then it goes without saying that He Yuzhu's big ear would have to be covered.

This is not when Jia Zhangshi and Qin Huairu are in front of them, and the stick can hide behind them and refuse to admit it.

Now that he dares to play tricks, He Yuzhu will slap him without hesitation.

So Bang Geng could only watch He Yuzhu settle accounts helplessly, and listen to He Yuzhu reasoning with him.

After a while, he stopped his abacus and said to BangGou: "A rough calculation, including my subsidized wages, white flour, and the chicken, duck and fish that I brought back for dinner with Yushui, is several thousand yuan."

"Thousands of dollars, for your mother's sake, I'll give you a half discount. In the past few years, it's 2000 yuan."

"Provide you and your grandma, who are white and fat, and your mother, Sophora japonica, and Xiaodang."

"Do you recognize this money?"

deny.

Stick stem wanted to answer that immediately.

However, he didn't want to be whipped yet, so he turned his head and remained silent.

"not talking?"

He Yuzhu put down his abacus and stood up: "Bang, you got it right, boy."

"If you don't speak now, you are a counselor; what will I do with your mother in the future, you are not qualified to speak."

"If you want to speak, take out 2000 yuan and put it in front of me."

"I'm not a coward!" Stick yelled through gritted teeth.

"Then you said, don't talk about the relationship between me and your mother, just talk about money, do you admit to the 2000 yuan?" He Yuzhu said.

"I don't admit it!" BangGou yelled, "My mom also helps you with the housework..."

"That's because I have a good relationship with your mother. Does it have anything to do with you? You don't need to talk about our relationship. If you don't want to hear about our relationship, I will only talk about money with you." He Yuzhu responded immediately.

The stick was stunned for a while.

In other words, when talking about money, I can only admit that He Yuzhu used 2000 yuan to support his family for several years?
The 12-year-old stick, for the first time, deeply realized how scary the naked money relationship is apart from feelings-this number is too scary, and he must not be able to afford it.

"Then if I have 2000 yuan, won't you be on good terms with my mother?" Bang Geng asked.

He Yuzhu smiled: "I'll do the math when the time comes, how much I owe your mother since you were born."

Stick was dumbfounded: "My mother raises me, does it still have to be counted as money?"

"It's strange, you don't let your mother befriend others, does your mother have to settle accounts with you? Why does your mother deserve to support you so much and be disciplined by you?"

"You don't allow your mother to have feelings, and your mother won't allow you to marry a wife in the future, okay?"

"That won't work. I have to marry a wife. If I can't marry a wife, it will make people laugh." Bang Geng said.

He Yuzhu sneered: "Then you should think about it carefully, should you take care of your mother, and can you take care of it?"

"With me here, you can try it too."

After saying this, He Yuzhu got up and left.

When it was dark, Qin Huairu returned home out of breath, and said something in his mouth: "I'm so angry, where did Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu go, I can't find anyone..."

Turning on the light, I saw Stick Grow lying on the bed staring at him, his eyes a little dazed.

Qin Huairu was taken aback: "Bang, what's wrong?"

(End of this chapter)