Siheyuan: There are three little cats at home

Chapter 32 In a word, block the three stewards

There was a strong cold wind in the courtyard, and some sundries were blowing loudly.

The fire in the house was raging, and the whole room was warm. Xu Qing stared at Yan Bugui and asked, "Third Master, who paid for it in our courtyard?"

Yan Bugui stretched out his hand to adjust his glasses and stammered: "Si Zhu gave it to me first and was the most positive. Others have... so and so, and that..."

Seeing that Yan Bugui hesitated for a while, Xu Qing didn't say anyone's name except Sha Zhu.

I knew in my heart that there were not many people in the courtyard who would be like Shazhu, because since ancient times, they have been helping the emergency rather than the poor!

It's not that the Jia family is really at the end of its rope at the moment, so poor that they can't take the blame, it's just that Jia and Zhang are such a noisy person, and everyone knows it.

If it was true that Jia's family was unable to eat, no one would stand on the sidelines. No matter what, they all lived in the same neighborhood, and they would never say that they would die, and there was a street office.

Therefore, for today's disturbance in Jia and Zhang's family, only Shazhu can give money. After all, Shazhu also lives in the middle courtyard.

Of course, another reason is that Shazhu likes Qin Huairu. In fact, the most important reason is that Shazhu is so kind-hearted.

It's right to like someone, and it's right to be kind in your heart, but if you like someone and are too kind, it will eventually turn into licking.

At this time, Xu Qing stopped looking at Yan Pugui, who kept dodging his eyes, and looked at the first uncle Yi Zhonghai and the second uncle Liu Haizhong.

Yi Zhonghai suddenly tilted his head and pretended to be deaf and dumb, while Liu Haizhong twisted his body even more, and looked at San Xiaozhi who was sitting on the kang.

What is the situation, they are very clear in their hearts, but no one is willing to say it out. They don't want to offend Jia Zhang, but also want to be a good person, so that the people in the compound know that the three of them are in charge. Everyone in the hospital does things, so that the big guys think of them well.

It's a pity, there are no such good things in this world.

Xu Qing didn't expose it, seeing that neither Yi Zhonghai nor Liu Haizhong dared to look at him, he said to Yan Bugui:

"Third uncle, have you given me your money? If you want to give it, I will give it to you!"

Yan Bugui was stunned, completely stunned, and his eyes hidden behind his glasses were full of astonishment and shock.He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but the last word didn't come out.

The reason why Xu Qing said this was mainly because he knew that Yan Bugui would not give it. Compared with directly refusing, it would at least not hurt the harmony among the neighbors.

Naturally, it is impossible for Yan Bugui to give money. He is the one who deducts the most in the compound. He is an iron rooster and a penny-pincher. Let alone two cents, it is two cents. He has to spend three or four days thinking about it in the house. It may not be given by then.

Several times before, Yan Bugui hired someone to shake the briquettes, but Yan Bugui couldn't discredit him as a teacher. He was too embarrassed to sit at the door of the house and roll the briquettes. The third aunt had a protruding disc in her waist and couldn't bend down for long periods of time.Otherwise, how could he spend money on something he could do on his own?

For a while, Yi Zhonghai, Yan Bugui, and Liu Haizhong were sitting in Xu Qing's room, and they were silent again.

Xu Qing was not in a hurry to send them away and let the three of them sit. Anyway, they had just finished dinner and the three little ones were not in a hurry to go to bed.

As for giving money to the Jia family, forget it, Xu Qing doesn't think he has much money, even if he can afford it, he doesn't plan to give it.

Jia Zhang uses other people's sympathy as a tool to be shameless. She can be shameless, but Xu Qing will not be so kind.

As a human being, you must have a sense of proportion, not the bottom line.You can't just ignore everything when others say it. As the saying goes, eating, dressing, and taking care of your family depends on how capable you are, and how capable you are.

If the Jia family was really desperate, Xu Qing would not say that he would just sit back and watch, but for today's matter, Xu Qing would not give him a dime.

Because once this hole is opened, Jia Zhang will come to ask for it one by one next month without the presence of these three stewards.

Moreover, Xu Qing knew that the situation in his house was not optimistic. The three children were still in school and were still young. Two were in junior high school and one was in elementary school. His family was also in urgent need of money.

Her Jia family has a hard time, and everyone else is not the same.

These days, the general environment is like this, and the entire society is like this. It is common for families with a large family to have insufficient food and clothing.

After three years of famine, Jia's family seems to have survived, and now they are crying poor, what is this?

Yi Zhonghai, Yan Bugui, and Liu Haizhong sat for a long time. Knowing that there was no hope of getting money, they stood up one by one and walked away in despair.

After Xu Qing sent them out, he saw that the snow was falling heavily outside the house again, and the cold wind kept whistling, cutting the air like a knife, making a creepy sound, stirring up the snow in the air, and wandering around indiscriminately.

Xu Qing shuddered coldly and hurriedly turned back to the house.

On the kang, the little girl and Xu Fengming were still reading comic books together with their little heads. Xu Aiguo was standing at the edge of the kang, holding a broom, cleaning up the cigarette butts thrown on the ground by the three stewards.

Xu Qing walked to the window, opened the window to let the smell of smoke dissipate, then took the broom from his second brother Xu Aiguo and asked him to pour water to wash his feet.

When the little girl and Xu Fengming saw their second brother pouring water to wash their feet, they consciously slipped off the kang. Together with Xu Aiguo, the three of them sat on the edge of the kang and started washing their feet.

After a while, the room was filled with white water vapor, but fortunately the windows were open, and the cold wind gushed out, bringing it out.

Xu Qing swept the cigarette butts out of the ground and poured them out, then grabbed the kettle on the stove, glanced at the fire in the stove, grabbed two coal balls and threw them in, after the three little ones finished washing their feet, they Let's go to bed quickly.

At [-]:[-] in the evening, the backyard was completely dark, except for the sound of the cold wind raging, there was no other movement.

The night passed.

In the early morning, Xu Qing, who is used to getting up early, woke up automatically when the time came. Today, Sunday, he didn't have to go to work, and the three little ones didn't have to go to school.

But Xu Qing woke up and had nothing to do, so he put on his clothes, got down from the kang, and took a look at the fire on the stove. Seeing that the fire had weakened, but the coal balls were not completely burned, he bent down and grabbed the fire hook on the ground, and flicked it a few times to let the coal balls burn again. up.

Then Xu Qing went outside the house and saw that the courtyard was paved with another layer of whiteness. He suddenly felt that this winter, the snow fell too frequently. In the past three years, there were no more than three snowfalls in one winter, but now it is endless. .

More snowfall is naturally a good thing, especially for the countryside.

Three-layer quilt with wheat cover in winter, sleeping with steamed buns on the pillow in the coming year, seems to indicate that the famine is completely over, and next year will definitely be a bumper harvest year!

After tightening his cotton-padded jacket, Xu Qing took out a cigarette and stood at the door of the house to smoke. The sky was still cold, still dark, and there was no light.

Xu Qing turned his head and saw that after a week of boiling, there were not many briquettes left at the door of the house, and he couldn't help but frowned slightly.

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