Siheyuan: I'm not the one who takes the blame

Chapter 57 Give You A Marriage Talisman
Yan Shuzhai glared at the four children and said angrily: "Eat, eat, eat, just know how to eat. Can't you wait until the New Year tomorrow to make dumplings to eat? It's only a day or two."

The children suddenly became silent.

They were afraid that if they made any more noise, they would lose even the dumplings on New Year’s Eve.

The uncle's house in the middle school.

When the uncle came back, he was scolded by the aunt.

At this moment, I am eating steamed buns and pickles.

The plate of dumplings in front of me had just been served.

The old man felt guilty when he saw it.

But when I thought about not having a child, the guilt disappeared.

After eating and drinking enough, looking at the old lady clearing away the dishes, the uncle opened his mouth.

"Old lady, about letting Qin Huairu and Bang Geng take care of themselves in their old age..."

"What I said before doesn't count. You, the squad leader, have been raped and turned into a sixth-level fitter. Your salary has been reduced by more than 20 yuan. I don't agree to give that much to the Jia family." The eldest mother directly took advantage of the first uncle's words. .

After thinking about it for the past few days, she still felt that it was not worthwhile to let Banggen take care of her in old age.

No matter what, you are raising a son for someone else.

It would be a big loss if Bang Geng didn't give them pensions in the future.

What's more, there is also a demon named Jia Zhang.

Can the Jia and Zhang family allow Banggeng to support them in their old age?
The old man knew that the eldest mother would not agree with what happened before.

He thought for a while and then said: "Old lady, do you think this will work? If you give me ten yuan a month, plus twenty kilograms of white flour, we can still save three to forty yuan."

"Five yuan, twenty pounds of white flour, if Qin Huairu is not satisfied, forget it." The eldest mother finally relaxed.

After all, without a child, Qin Huairu is still good, and she should be able to take care of her.

As for Bang Geng, I don’t dare to think about it.

After hearing what the eldest mother said, the eldest brother nodded.

Although it was a little bit different from what he thought in his heart, he finally had an explanation with Qin Huairu.

Five yuan a month plus twenty pounds of white flour is not a lot.

At night, at midnight.

Listening to the snoring of his wife beside him, the uncle stood up silently.

After putting on the clothes on the bed, the first man took a flashlight and walked out of the room.

He shined his flashlight on the window of Qin Huairu's house and flashed it twice.

Qin Huairu hasn't slept the whole time, waiting for the signal from the uncle.

No, when she saw the traffic light turned on, she got dressed.

Fortunately, Mrs. Jia Zhang and several children were fast asleep.

When she went out here, she joined the uncle in the courtyard.

What the two of them didn't know was that He Yuzhu now had master-level martial arts and could detect every slightest sign of trouble.

No, the signal light shook twice, and He Yuzhu also stood up and put on his clothes.

However, he did not come out directly, but pushed open the window crack and stared outside.

For others, it's so dark that they can't see it.

But He Yuzhu actually saw it, and Yi Zhonghai took Qin Huairu and hid in a corner.

He Yuzhu quickly slipped out and hid in the dark to eavesdrop.

"Master, regarding the pension mentioned last time, does Auntie agree?" Qin Huairu's voice was filled with anxiety.

The uncle sighed, "Your aunt agreed, but the things she gave me were reduced a lot."

Upon hearing this, Qin Huairu became anxious.

She grabbed Yi Zhonghai's arm with both hands, and asked eagerly, "Master, how much will you give?"

The old man had a troubled look on his face.

Under Qin Huairu's repeated urging, he finally spoke up.

"Mother Ni agrees to give five yuan and twenty catties of flour."

Having said this, the elder's face was full of guilt.

Qin Huairu was very disappointed.

But looking at the old man's face, there was still a smile on his face, "Master, thank you. With these five yuan and twenty pounds of white flour, I can live my life."

He Yuzhu was shocked when he heard this.

This uncle is too generous.

Five yuan was enough, but I was given twenty kilograms of white flour.You must know that those who can afford white noodles in this era are not ordinary families.

What's more, you can't buy it just by having money, you also have to have a ticket.

I have to say that the uncle really worked hard to support himself in his old age.

No, the uncle in the play wants Shazhu to take care of him in his old age, and he doesn’t give him any money or food.

It's not right, it's very wrong.

At this moment, Qin Huairu's exclamation came from the corner.

"Master, what are you doing!"

The uncle hurriedly lowered his voice, "Huairu, keep your voice down, do you want to wake up everyone?"

"Master, no, you can't do this."

"What can't I do?"

"Qin Huairu, I gave you so much money and so much food, but you say I can't?"

"I can't, but what about those people in the factory? What about Xu Damao?"

"Master, you...if you do this again, I will call you."

Qin Huairu was in a hurry.

I'm so old now, but I still think about this kind of thing.

The point is, she still can't refuse.

If she refuses, her five yuan a month and twenty pounds of flour will be gone.

Although she took advantage of others in the factory, it was definitely not like this.

Even if it was Xu Damao, he just touched his little hands, and she would help him do it with his hands.

But sir, this...

He Yuzhu saw it clearly and understood it.

This Yi Zhonghai is really an old hooligan and a hypocrite.

I usually act serious, but I didn't expect him to be like this.

Hey, I still want to do such a good thing.

He has to be messed up.

Taking out a marriage talisman from the space, He Yuzhu silently recited the names of Yi Zhonghai and Jia Zhang in his heart.

It wasn't until the marriage charm disappeared that he went back to the house to sleep with a smirk on his face.

And Yi Zhonghai, who suddenly unbuttoned his pants, suddenly woke up.

Looking at Qin Huairu who was crying like a child, she expressed panic and comfort, "Huairu, I'm sorry, you just act like an old man and you are an old fool. This kind of thing will never happen again in the future."

All he could think of now was Jia Zhang's fat face. He fastened his belt and turned around to leave.

Qin Huairu was stunned for a moment.

She was ready to sacrifice, why did this old man slip away?

After a long time, Qin Huairu breathed a sigh of relief.

No matter why the uncle ran away, it was a good thing for her.

Seeing the uncle again in the future, she has to avoid it.

The 22th of the twelfth lunar month.

Early in the morning, Yi Zhonghai asked his aunt to steam a pot of white flour buns and cook a pot of porridge.

No, as soon as it was cooked, Yi Zhonghai took a big bowl, loaded it with six white flour steamed buns and left.

The eldest mother frowned.

Followed and walked out.

When she saw that Yi Zhonghai was being carried to Jia's house, Auntie felt bad.

Even with the promise of five yuan and twenty pounds of flour every month, Qin Huairu was too dissatisfied.

With a livid face, the aunt took all the remaining white-faced steamed buns and went to the backyard.

Even if she feeds the old lady and Lou Xiao'e, she doesn't want to feed the Jia family.

Jia family.

Qin Huairu's family looked at the white flour steamed buns brought by the uncle, and they were all very happy.

"Master, you are so kind. You brought the steamed buns here so early in the morning." Jia Zhang looked at Yi Zhonghai, and for some reason, she felt that this old man was good.

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