Siheyuan: Start with a Truck Driver

Chapter 259
If there are passers-by who don't know the truth, they will definitely think that Jia Xuming is bullying the orphans and widows.

Jia Xuming's anger flared up immediately.

Originally, he just lost a goose, and he didn't think about what to do with the stick.

As long as Qin Huairu loses money, the matter will be settled.

But what is it now?
It's just a child, who's child would be so skilled at stealing.

He was even more proficient than a farmer when he slaughtered geese and plucked their feathers.

Besides, the big geese in the countryside are more ferocious than dogs, and they can guard the house.

Unexpectedly, there was no stick and the neck was twisted silently.

If it wasn't for doing this often, who would believe it?
"Qin Huairu, what do you mean? Why, your son stole my goose, so I'm not allowed to pursue it!"

"Brother Xuming, the child is not sensible, maybe he was just playing with your goose, and when he got excited about playing, he accidentally broke his neck.

It was definitely not intentional, so please tell Uncle Xu Ming whether this was an accident. "

After hearing Qin Huairu's words, Bang Jian stiffened his neck and said, "Who let his goose hit my hand? I didn't mean it!"

Qin Huairu spread his hands, "Brother Xuming, you heard it all, the stick said he didn't do it on purpose."

Jia Xuming's face turned red with anger.

What kind of people stole the money and got caught, isn't that considered intentional?
Is it intentional to wait until he eats the goose and then pull it out?
Jia Xuming knew that Jia Xudong's family was not easy to get along with, but he didn't expect that they would be so unreasonable.

It seems that you don't cry until you see the coffin.

He turned his head and shouted to his son: "God, go and bring me the goose!"

After receiving the order, Goudan trotted away, and not long after, he brought back a big goose that had been half-plucked.

The miserable state of the goose was like pouring cold water on Qin Huairu's head.

The snow-white neck was directly twisted into a twisted shape by violence. If it was not intentional, no one would believe it.

Uh, there can be no ghosts these days, so forget it.

Jia Xuming looked at Qin Huairu with a sneer, and said, "Qin Huairu, tell me, is this intentional or not?"

"..."

What else could Qin Huairu say, if he resisted to the end, he might be beaten.

The countryside is no different than the city. Fights are common. Sometimes it is common for two villages to kill people in order to fight for water.

Qin Huairu lowered her head, the corners of her eyes instantly turned red, and tears came as soon as she said it.

"Brother Xuming, I admit this, but my family really doesn't have any extra money.

Even Xudong's funeral expenses were paid in advance by the factory.

I really can't afford the money. "

Jia Xuming looked at Qin Huairu expressionlessly. He didn't believe a word she said.

If it weren't for the previous sophistry, Qin Huairu sincerely took the child to admit his mistake and apologize to him, and then talked about his own difficulties, the matter might have passed like this.

After all, they are all surnamed Jia, and several generations ago, they are still an ancestor.

But Qin Huairu knelt down as soon as he came up, and even tried to kidnap morally, he couldn't swallow this tone no matter what.

"It's not easy for you, but it's easy for me?
I have raised two geese in total.

I was thinking of selling one in the spring of this year to make up for Goudan's tuition.

If your son comes up and kills one of them for me, how can I exchange money?

I understand you, but who understands me?
What about my Goudan's tuition? "

As soon as the words fell, the voice of Jia Bangguo, a brigade cadre who rushed over, rang.

"Xu Ming is right, Qin Huairu, you have a job in the city anyway, how can it be harder than those of us who plan food in the fields?"

"But, I really can't afford this money!" Qin Huairu said like a mosquito.

Jia Bangguo smiled and said, "That's simple, didn't you just say that your factory pays advance wages as funeral expenses?
Then let them advance you a little money to buy Xuming's big goose. "

Hearing this, Qin Huairu didn't feel much better, and the silly Zhu who hadn't said much couldn't help it.

He strode forward and stood in front of Qin Huairu, "I said, aren't you bullying orphans and widows?
You said you had no money, and you forced people to pay for it. Do you have any sympathy? "

The sudden appearance of Shazhu made Jia Bangguo and Jia Xuming stunned.

They didn't remember that Jia's family had such a relative.

Jia Bangguo frowned, "Who are you?"

Silly Zhu held his head high, "I'm Sister Qin's colleague and neighbor!"

"Oh~" Jia Bangguo nodded, then waved his right hand, "Get him out of the village and drive him out of the village. If he dares to enter the village even half a step, he will break his legs!"

Just kidding, it's not a villager who dares to be so arrogant.

Assuming that he, the brigade cadre, does not exist, right?
As soon as the words fell, several young and middle-aged men came out, set up silly pillars and went out.

Although Shazhu is known as the God of War in the courtyard, these guys have been doing farm work since childhood, and they are very strong. The four of them directly carried him outside, unable to struggle even if they wanted to.

Qin Huairu originally thought that the savior was coming, but she didn't expect Sha Zhu to be thrown out of the village in less than three seconds.

This operation completely frightened her, and her methods can only deal with honest people.

When encountering this kind of direct action, Qin Huairu really has nothing to do.

I just heard her say in a low voice: "I can't decide this matter, I have to ask the leaders of the factory."

Jia Bangguo said with a smile: "That's easy, I will call your factory leaders when I go back to my hometown and tell them about it.

When you go back to the city another day, Xu Ming will go back with you to get the money.

Is there any problem? "

"No, no!"

Jia Bangguo nodded in satisfaction, turned around and walked back.

When passing by Bang Geng, he found that this kid was staring at him with a vicious expression on his face.

Then look at the bright red slap marks on his left face, one couldn't hold back, swung his left hand, and slapped him with a slap.

There was a bright red slap mark on the right side of the stick, and it was finally symmetrical with the left side.

Well, there is a kind of beauty called symmetrical beauty.

The buttocks of the dogs in the village are all symmetrical, with both sides being the same size.

You bastard want to make an exception, no way!
Jia Bangguo nodded in satisfaction, sucked on the pipe and pot, hummed a ditty and left.

He has no psychological burden at all for playing sticks and stems.

In terms of seniority, you can call him uncle.

According to the rules of the village, if the juniors do something wrong, the elders are entitled to teach them a lesson.

The people around knew this rule, so they were not surprised to attack Jia Bangguo.

This is still handled lightly.

A few years ago, there were people in the clan who stole their own things, and they gave you a discount.

Qin Huairu dared not speak out, she subconsciously looked at Jia Zhang, and found that the old woman was smiling.

This made Qin Huairu's teeth itch with hatred, but she had to bear it.

She couldn't do anything to Jia Zhang in the village, and when she returned to the city, she would definitely have to take care of this old godmother.

By the time Qin Jingru came to the village, the crowd had already dispersed, leaving only Qin Huairu sitting on the ground dumbly, and the stick beside him gnashing his teeth and cursing in a low voice.

And Xiaodang and Huaihua happily cleaned up the goose that Jia Xuming left behind, laughing happily from time to time.

It's as if the beating of the stick has nothing to do with them.

Qin Jingru glanced around, but couldn't find Sha Zhu's figure, so she couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

"Sister, where's that silly pillar?"

Qin Huairu raised his head and glanced at Qin Jingru, seeing that she had no intention of comforting him at all, somewhat chilling.

But people who think of the old Qin's family basically have this kind of virtue.

As soon as this idea came to her mind, she put it behind her.

It's not important for Qin Jingru not to care about herself, what matters is what benefits she can get from her.

"He was thrown out of the village by Jia Xuming and the others."

"what?"

Qin Jingru exclaimed, and ran out of the village in a hurry, ignoring any more conversations with Qin Huairu.

This is her future husband-in-law. If something goes wrong, how can she marry into the city?
These days, there are many barren slopes outside the village, and there are many wild wolves inside.

Glancing bitterly at Qin Jingru's leaving back, Qin Huairu got up from the ground and walked in front of Banggen.

Looking at the two bright red palm marks on his little face, Qin Huairu felt a little distressed.

"Why are you so careless? Even if you want to eat geese, you have to run far away, where no one can see them, so that they can't catch you."

Bang Geng didn't say a word, and slapped Qin Huairu's hand away.

Qin Huairu knew that he was angry, and quickly coaxed: "Mom is wrong, Mom shouldn't say that about you, don't be angry, I will get this goose to eat with you, what do you want to eat?"

Only then did Bang Geng's face soften, "I want to eat stewed goose with potato cubes!"

Braised goose with potato cubes, Qin Huairu frowned, the goose is there, but the potato cubes are not easy to make.

She looked around, and when she saw the potatoes planted in the field not far away, her heart moved, and she said to Banggen, "Banggen, go over there and help mom get some potatoes, and I will deal with the geese here." !"

In words, it doesn't matter whether the potato is grown by someone else.

Surely there are wild potatoes these days?
And Bang Geng nodded indifferently, and happily ran to pull potatoes with his two younger sisters.

On the other side, Jia Zhang returned to the mourning hall alone.

Looking at the coffin parked in the tent, I felt a pang of grief in my heart.

Normally, in this situation where a white-haired person sends a black-haired person, Jia Zhang cannot appear in the mourning hall.

But now no one is bothering with this. If it weren't for Jia Xudong's surname Jia, none of the villagers would be willing to help them manage the council.

Not even giving money.

The main reason is that Jia Zhang's family's reputation in Jiajiazhuang is too bad, and the money is a bit hot to hold.

Who knows if the family will make excuses for their troubles after the fact.

Mrs. Jia Zhang sat in the mourning hall, staring blankly at the coffin.

Damn Qin Huairu, where did she go!

My husband was going to be buried soon, and I didn't know to come to watch the funeral.

After about an hour, Qin Huairu finally came back with the three children.

Seeing the three brothers and sisters with sticky mouths, chasing and fighting all the way, the villagers who came to help felt a strange feeling in their hearts.

Is this a funeral, or a show?
Don't say it's my father who left, even ordinary relatives, even the most naughty children, know that this is not a place to play around.

And parents will also explain, telling their children to be obedient and to cry when they should cry.

But the actions of these children from the Jia family made the big guys have to suspect that the rumors that Qin Huairu was stealing people outside were true.

However, no one stood up to criticize, and they all silently did their own thing.

This funeral was probably the quietest in Jiajiazhuang's history.

No one came to pay respects, and the family members did not cry. Instead, children laughed from time to time.

In the end, Jia Bangguo couldn't stand it anymore and called Qin Huairu over.

"Qin Huairu, how can you do this, let's not talk about your children, they shouldn't be chasing and fighting in the mourning hall.

Just talking about you as a daughter-in-law, no matter what conflicts Xu Dong had with you before his death.

Even if you are pretending, you have to pretend to cry twice, right? "

Qin Huairu was speechless for a while, and said falteringly: "Uncle, it's not that I don't want to cry, but I really can't cry, otherwise, please help me find a way!"

Jia Bangguo was stunned when he heard Qin Huairu's words.

If he had such a daughter-in-law, he would probably be slapped to death, so as not to look angry.

It's just that they are all inherited from one ancestor. As a brigade cadre and an elder of the clan, it is really unreasonable for Jia Bangguo not to help.

After thinking for a while, he asked with a straight face, "Why don't you go and invite some 'filial sons' who will cry on your behalf!"

"Do you want money?" Qin Huairu asked subconsciously.

Jia Bangguo laughed angrily, "If you don't pay, who will help you!"

"But, I have no money!"

"Then I can't control it, you can find a way yourself!"

After Jia Bangguo finished speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave. Qin Huairu saw it and thought it was impossible.

If it is really too deserted, if it spreads out, no one will want to associate with her anymore.

Although that's pretty much the case now.

"Uncle, wait a minute!"

Jia Bangguo frowned and turned around, asking, "What's the matter?"

"I, I have a way to find a dutiful son who doesn't need money."

"Ok?"

Immediately, Qin Huairu moved closer to Jia Bangguo and whispered to him for a while.

After listening to what Qin Huairu said, Jia Bangguo was completely dumbfounded.

What is talent, this is it!

As the saying goes, it’s not a big deal to watch the excitement, anyway, you don’t have to pay for it yourself, and there is still excitement to watch, why don’t you agree?

After receiving Jia Bangguo's promise, Qin Huairu hurried out.

More than half an hour later, cries finally sounded in the mourning hall.

"Father, why did you leave so early!"

"Father, you left my mother, how will my mother live?"

"Father, open your eyes and look at your son!"

Crying so badly is called miserable, it is really sad for those who hear it, and tears for those who hear it.

If someone passes by outside, they will definitely give a thumbs up and praise, "The son of this family is really filial."

But in the mourning hall, the helping villagers all pursed their lips, looking like they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.

The camera zoomed in, in the mourning hall, Sha Zhu changed into a mourning attire and a white cloth pointed hat at some point.

In traditional customs, this kind of white cloth pointed hat is usually a son or son-in-law.

While Shazhu was crying, he patted the coffin and called his father, obviously playing the role of his son.

I don't know what benefit Qin Huairu gave to Shazhu, he is called a hard worker.

I'm afraid his father, He Daqing, is dead, so he won't work so hard.

Qin Huairu on the side saw Sha Zhu's performance and nodded in satisfaction.

In this way, no one will gossip behind his back, right?
Jia Zhang squatted on the futon with squinted eyes, but also said nothing.

She just picked up a cheap grandson.

If it was normal, Bang Gon would definitely rush to scold Sha Zhu, he doesn't have such a big brother.

But he was full and was playing hide-and-seek with Xiaodang and Xiaohuaihua, so he didn't care about Shazhu.

According to the rules of Jiajiazhuang, a filial son should kneel three times and worship nine times to the grave.

It was a pain for Silly Zhu, his legs almost broke on his knees, and he cried Jia Xudong into the soil.

By the time we returned to the village, it was almost evening.

Qin Huairu and the others did not stop, but tidied up and saluted.

He was about to go back to the city in a bullock cart, accompanied by Jia Xuming, who had to go to the city to ask for money.

The three brothers and sisters stick together, holding a big basin in their hands, which contains potato cubes and stewed goose.

Jia Xuming knew at a glance that it was his own goose, but he didn't know where the potato pieces came from.

After he frowned, he didn't mind his own business. Since Qin Huairu was willing to lose money, the goose would naturally be at her disposal.

Silly Zhu at the side looked very greedy, and tried to reach out several times, but was blocked by the three brothers and sisters with their bodies.

Do you really think you are the son of the Jia family?

A group of seven people, plus a coachman, hurried to the city slowly.

(End of this chapter)