Siheyuan: The Era of Struggle

Chapter 249 Jia Dongxu’s Thoughts
Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there are grievances and grievances.

There was no such thing as killing his father and seizing his wife, but in the one-third of an acre of land in the canteen of the steel rolling mill, He Daqing relied on his craftsmanship to eat alone, which was not tolerated at any time.

After listening to his nephew's narration about the "history of grudges and grudges in the canteen of the steel rolling mill," He Yuanchao picked up the tea cup on the table and took a sip of water before saying to the playful silly Zhu: "If Li Dashen comes to see you again, you don't have to wait any longer. "Tell him to let his son sign up according to the regulations when the factory recruits workers."

Although his second uncle didn't make any promises, with such an ambiguous sentence, he could also resolve the matter of Li Dashen. As for whether it would succeed or not, that's not what he should worry about. Son.

He diligently refilled his second uncle's cup with water. Seeing that He Yuanchao didn't lose face because of this matter, Shazhu moved a chair closer to him and talked about the gossip in the streets.

Some are happy, some are sad.

Shazhu's family had a prosperous New Year because of He Yuanchao. Other families in the courtyard did not have such good luck. On New Year's Eve, they ate the things they usually saved through frugality. After a while, they started to feel sad. Let’s start with the future.

"Mom, sesame oil is so delicious. Can our family eat it for every meal in the future?"

Xiaodang, who was nestling next to Jia Zhang's legs, saw his brother Banggeng finish speaking. He quickly raised his head and said to Qin Huairu who was clearing the dishes in the room: "It's delicious. Xiaodang still wants to eat it."

After listening to her children's words, Qin Huairu worked quickly, raised her head and said with a smile: "Banggan and Xiaodang, as long as you obey me, mom will cook you many delicious foods in the future."

After saying that, he saw Jia Dongxu's face stretched even longer, fearing that he would scorn him again in front of his daughter-in-law and children in the house, so he hurriedly turned to Qin Huairu and shouted: "It's just a matter of a few plates. I haven’t been tidy yet, I can’t do anything every day, and I don’t have anything left to eat.”

"Grandma, grandma, I'm smart too."

"Mom, the child is still young, why are you talking about all this all day long?"

After eating a meal of dumplings stuffed with cabbage and meat, Ms. Jia Zhang felt so happy that she didn't care about her granddaughter interrupting her. She reached out and stroked Xiaodang's head and said with a smile: "Yes, my granddaughter is also smart. She will marry a good family in the future." , Grandma follows Zhanguang and we eat meat every day.”

Seeing Qin Huairu go to the kitchen with a grievance on her face, Jia Zhang muttered something proudly in her heart, then turned to Jia Dongxu, who was livid, and changed the subject.

Qin Huairu, who was watching the fight between her mother-in-law and her husband, saw Jia Zhang suddenly put fire on her head. She lowered her head and glanced at Jia Dongxu. Seeing that he had no intention of standing up for her, she could only hold back her anger and carry the bowl to the kitchen. Walk.

The seven-year-old Banggeng is not as easy to fool as his younger sister. After listening to Qin Huairu's words, he said before Xiaodang finished cheering: "Mom, grandma and dad have heard what you said, you can't tease us. Son."

Besides, Xiaodang is a girl and has to get married sooner or later, right? Now let me say a few words, Xiaodang will also be able to be thoughtful in the future. "

Before Jia Zhang could finish what she said, the little monkey came to her and pointed at herself.

"Young man, you can't bear to take care of your own son, but I can't take care of you."

As soon as Bang Gang finished speaking, Mrs. Jia Zhang, who was half leaning on the head of the bed to digest food, sat up happily and said: "My eldest grandson is so smart, who can fool him..."

"Dongxu, Mom heard that your factory is going to expand and recruit people during the Chinese New Year. Can your professional title be promoted as soon as this new employee joins the factory? You have been in the second level for several years since you joined the factory. How do you think your workshop leader and your master look at things like this at work..."

Even though Mrs. Jia Zhang was busy outside every day, she was a little worried about her son at home. When she saw Jia Dongxu pulling her face and scolding her, she hurriedly apologized and said with a smile: "Isn't this just a matter of time?

Jia Dongxu, who was already depressed on New Year's Eve, saw that his mother's words were piercing his heart. He suddenly stood up from the bed and interrupted Jia Zhang's words with a strong voice: "I have never gone out to have sex. What do you know about the class?

Besides, from now on, don’t talk about things in the factory. If you think I’m incompetent, go back to the countryside and earn some money on your own. "

After saying that, he ignored the shocked Jia Zhang, slammed the door and entered the back room, then lay down on the bed. I owe ten yuan to Wang Erhai in the forging workshop, fifteen yuan to electrician Liu Liuzhi, and ten yuan to logistics runner Li... The total of these bits and pieces adds up to about two hundred yuan, which is almost half a year's salary.

After thinking about how to pay back the money for a while, the clueless Jia Dongxu grabbed his hair dejectedly, and angrily complained about the dead old Jia in his heart.

I don't know what my father thought at the beginning, how he found such a lazy and lazy rural girl for him. If his mother had a job, he wouldn't be living in such a tight situation now.

Not only does he work hard every day, but he also has to look at the stinky face of his master Yi Juehu. He doesn’t really trust his skills and still wants to let him support him in old age. It’s really a good idea. When he gets the money and house in the future, he has to give it to that person. The two old homeless people cannot be kicked out.

Thinking like this, the expression on Jia Dongxu's face finally relaxed a little, but when he thought of those people who were chasing him for debts, he felt irritated again. He opened his eyes and looked at the pitch-black room, and his anger could no longer be suppressed. Can't stand it anymore.

"Qin Huairu, are you a dead person? You haven't brought me the foot-washing water for so long. What's the point of raising you?"

Qin Huairu, who was coaxing her mother-in-law in the outer room in a low voice, was startled when she heard this voice. She didn't care about Jia Zhang who was wiping her tears. After responding, she quickly got up and took a thermos bottle to pour hot water into the enamel basin.

After putting down the thermos bottle and adding some cold water, and testing the temperature with her hands, Qin Huairu carefully picked up the basin and pushed the door open and entered the back room.

"Dongxu, it's so dark in the room, why don't you turn on the light?"

With that said, he walked to the bedside in the dark and put down the foot washing water in his hand. Qin Huairu reached out and fumbled for the light cord on the bedside.

With a click, as the bright light of the fifteen-watt light bulb filled the whole room, Jia Dongxu also squinted his eyes slightly and stood up and sat on the edge of the bed.

Seeing that her man's face was dark and he had no intention of doing anything, Qin Huairu didn't dare to say anything. She squatted down and took off Jia Dongxu's socks and washed his feet.

Looking at his wife who was squatting at his feet and wearing a bloated cotton-padded jacket, Jia Dongxu suddenly thought of Widow Luo in Daju Hutong. After thinking about it, he unconsciously placed his hands on Qin Huairu's neck and began to rub it.

Touched by her husband's hand, Qin Huairu looked up and saw Jia Dongxu staring at her with a squinting look, so she whispered with a red face: "The child and mother are still outside..."

Hearing this, Jia Dongxu, who lost interest, snorted, then took back his hand and lay on the bed.

Widow Luo is better! Even if the child is in the outer room, the woman can open the door and play with it. I will definitely go and see her when I am looking for some money in a few days.

Thinking of this, Jia Dongxu felt that the white and plump figure in his mind suddenly became clear.

Listening to Jia Dongxu's increasingly heavier breathing while lying on the bed, Qin Huairu, who was wiping his feet, thought it was because her man was not satisfied. She quickly got up and came to him and whispered comfort: "Don't worry, wait until mom and the child sleep." It’s up to you.”

After saying that, without waiting for Jia Dongxu's reaction, he picked up the footbath on the floor and hurried out of the house.

Sitting by the bed in the outer room, Mrs. Jia Zhang saw Qin Huairu walking out of the house with a blushing face. She couldn't help but spit on the ground and cursed in her heart.

"Bah, you're a shameless vixen. She starts seducing men before her children go to bed. The reason why my son can't make progress is because he married such a slut."

After Jia Dongxu, who had been released from sexual desire, tidied up, he was thinking about what reason he would use to borrow some money from Yi Juehu tomorrow morning. This was not as satisfying as thinking about it.

Jia Dongxu was lying on the bed, thinking about Widow Luo's coquettish behavior, and fell asleep unconsciously.

(End of this chapter)