Sumu wood in the quadrangle welcomes spring

Chapter 152
early morning.

The courtyard seemed to be awakening from sleep, and every household began to be busy.

The plan for a year is in spring, and the plan for a day is in the morning.

Get up early and prepare meals so that the breadwinner of the family can go to work with a full stomach. Work hard to earn food stamps for the family for the next month.

Repeatedly, this is the habitual life of ordinary people.

If nothing unexpected happens, this habit will be passed down from generation to generation, and descendants will become a screw accessory produced by society, working hard to do their jobs well, and create a high-end life and spiritual enjoyment for the 1% of upper-class people.

Jia family.

The breakfast was very rich, and Banggeng, Xiaodang, and Sophora japonica had their mouths full of oil.

In Banggeng's memory, since his father passed away, there has been no meat or vegetables for breakfast for several years.

Not only is there meat today, the porridge is also very thick.

Yesterday, my family was worried about not having any corn noodles, but today we have food early in the morning.

Adults will definitely have ideas, but Banggian is still a child. Xiaodang and Huaihua were busy eating and didn't think much about it at all.

Mrs. Jia Zhang was full early.

But he didn't leave.

Now he was sitting at the table with his hands folded and his head turned, deliberately not looking at Qin Huairu.

"Mom, you look so beautiful today."

Little Sophora japonica raised her head, and there was still foam at the corner of her mouth from drinking porridge.

She felt that her mother was very beautiful today.

The little girl was only three years old and didn't understand anything, let alone that the farmland that had been open for a long time would naturally exude vitality when it was suddenly watered by rain and dew.

Even though Qin Huairu didn't get enough sleep and her expression was full of exhaustion, she couldn't hide the radiance of her complexion.

Xiaodang also nodded fiercely.

She also thinks her mother looks better today than before.

"Eat quickly and go to school after eating."

Jia Zhang said suddenly.

The voice was cold and full of anger, and the three children immediately fell silent.

Banggeng actually wanted to say something, but grandma was angry, so he held it back.

Qin Huairu sent her children to school and nursery school, and then went to the steel rolling mill.

She didn't plan to go to work today, so she asked for leave from the workshop director and returned home.

Jia Zhang was about to go out with her maza when she saw Qin Huairu coming back, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"Why did you come back?"

"I feel a little unwell, so I asked for leave and came back to rest for a day."

Qin Huairu said, entering the back room and preparing to get on the kang, take off her clothes and get into bed.

She was indeed very tired. Just this trip back and forth, and she could hardly keep her eyes open.

It is very dangerous to operate machinery in a steel rolling mill, even in a second-line fitter workshop.

If you are not careful, you may get caught in the machine.

By then, he will either be disabled or look like Jia Dongxu.

This is no joke.

Mrs. Jia Zhang stood at the door for a long time, walking back and forth. Finally, she gritted her teeth and turned around to go back to the house.

She was so worried that she couldn't vomit or feel unhappy.

The old Qianpo is a selfish person.

She was unhappy. She didn't care whether Qin Huairu was sleepy or tired. She was holding back her discomfort anyway, so she rushed in and asked questions.

……

Su Mu opened his eyes and stretched, feeling refreshed.

After going downstairs, I saw that the table was still in a mess, and I frowned slightly.

This bitch didn't even deal with it?
Thinking that she might be feeling unwell, and it was almost three o'clock in the morning when she left, she reluctantly tolerated it.

For the first time, it can be forgiven.

But being considerate does not mean condoning. You must educate and educate them well next time. Now that this is the case, you must not have no rules in the future.

As for how many rules there are and what they are...

Sumu has the final say.

The briquettes were licked in the stove, but there was no need to light the fire as the bottom was stuffy.

Su Mu nodded, at least he didn't do nothing at all.

There were two plates missing from the table, and not a single bit of last night's leftovers were left.

Fish bones, cleanly chewed stick bones, peanut skins and other garbage were scattered everywhere on the table.

There are quite a few on the ground too.

Su Mu frowned, and with a wave of his arms, the dishes, chopsticks, and garbage on the table and floor disappeared without a trace.

Su Mu yawned and came to the kitchen.

The wooden lid on the basin is a little crooked.

Su Mu walked over and bent down to open it. Most of the pretentious stick noodles inside were missing to the naked eye.

Su Mu shook his head.

Qin Huairu, this woman, is really rude.

Do you really think that you are the mistress of this family and want to be the master of the family?
This is simply impossible.

Sister Xueru, who has money and leisure, is a non-staff member. How can He De, a widow who has given birth to three children, take over the Su family? She wants nothing more.

But if you take the stick noodles, just take them.

Anyway, Sumu is also used to show off.

Except for making pumpkin porridge or sweet potato porridge, Sappan is not good for whole grains.

Decades later, many 'experts' advocate eating whole grains for health, which is all nonsense.

The skin of whole grains is rough, and regular consumption will increase the burden on the gastrointestinal tract. Over time, stomach problems, gastroenteritis and other diseases will become the norm.

If you don't feel it when you are young, you will regret it when you are old.

Even if you are old, you have to be more careful.

There is a word called "Thick accumulation but little gain".

It is best to have regular body check-ups, especially for cancer-related items. Check-ups twice a year are also necessary.

After drinking too much last night and exercising for several hours, Su Mu was in good spirits, but his body functions had not yet fully recovered.

Wash the rice in a casserole, take it back to the stove, open the damper and let the fire be strong. After the rice is hot, close the damper of the stove halfway and simmer slowly over low heat.

Su Mu took out another jar of honey from the space and poured some into the casserole.

Drinking some boiled rice porridge after drinking is good for your stomach.

Especially the kind made from rice oil, and adding some pure wild honey is double the nutrition.

At noon, the rolling mill.

He Yuzhu looked expectantly at the workers who came to the canteen to get food. When the food was gone, Qin Huairu was nowhere to be seen.

He walked around from the back kitchen to the front steps and asked the co-workers casually.

Only then did they learn that Qin Huairu was ill and took a day off to go home.

After chatting for a few more words, I heard a co-worker joke that Guo Dazi, who was in Jia Dongxu's workshop, wanted to bully Qin Huairu while Qin Huairu was exchanging food stamps for next month...

This is how the private rumors in the factory spread.

Guo Dabozi is an old gangster and has long been coveted by Qin Huairu.

The day before yesterday, Qin Huairu went to her husband's workshop to exchange for next month's food stamps. This kind of thing is very normal, many workers do this.

There are a large number of people in the family, so I need to make adjustments when eating.

Guo Dabozi took the opportunity to make things difficult for Qin Huairu and tried to take advantage of her. This was believed by the workers who saw it.

Two days later, Qin Huairu asked for leave and said she was not feeling well.

And yesterday, Guo Dabozi also happened to take a leave.

The workers couldn't help but think about it.

When men talk to each other, what else can it be besides shit and piss?
woman chant.

The coworker told He Yuzhu casually. Maybe he heard it as it was, or maybe it was added to the story. Of course, it was possible that it was made up by him.

But anyway, He Yuzhu was angry.

On the way back to the kitchen, He Yuzhu was itching with hatred.

"Well, you idiot Guo, if we don't deal with him, we will never be able to swallow this breath."

He Yuzhu didn't need to think about it to know that Qin Huairu couldn't have had an incident with Guo Da Paizi yesterday.

Because Qin Huairu went back after work yesterday, and she was seen washing dishes at the faucet in the yard during dinner in the evening.

"It must be that Mr. Guo can't take advantage of him. He just wants to talk. This guy does things like his mother's grandson!"

After spitting, He Yuzhu opened the cotton curtain and entered the kitchen.

The day before yesterday, Qin Huairu also asked her to help her get thirty kilograms of stick noodles from the kitchen.But He Yuzhu didn't agree.

When a cook eats leftovers, even if he divides a small portion in advance, it is normal operation.

It's okay if your hands are not clean.

That is a matter of principle.

Those who violate taboos in the industry.

And if you really do this, if word gets out, you will lose your job.

Later, Qin Huairu left, and He Yuzhu didn't take it seriously.

Now that I heard about this, I feel a little regretful.

I should have asked clearly earlier.

If he had promised to give her stick noodles, she might not have had the trouble with Guo Dabozi.

There is no such thing as the things arranged by the workers now.

"Well, just do it."

He Yuzhu nodded heavily.

The two apprentices, one fat and one thin, looked at each other in a daze.

What is the master talking to himself?

Little did they know that their master had decided to buy food after work today and deliver it to Qin Huairu.

I wanted to see how she was doing.

If she comes to the door with stick noodles in her hand, Mrs. Jia can't stop sarcastically refusing to let her in.

He Yuzhu's blissful fantasy.

What a happy scene it would be to see Qin Huairu lying on the kang and sit on the head of the kang to feed her water.

……

Siheyuan, Jia family.

Mrs. Jia Zhang sat on the edge of the kang with a gloomy face.

Qin Huairu was sitting on the head of the kang, wearing a cotton-padded jacket with her sleeves uncovered.

His whole body was twitching, but he was crying hard.

She was lying down just now, and her mother-in-law rushed in and said such words, which deeply stimulated her.

Qin Huairu is definitely made of water.

Although I had lost a lot of water in the first half of the night, but now after being scolded by Jia Zhang and saying a lot of very unpleasant things, my tears started to flow down again like a dike.

"Don't be aggrieved. Can't you just ask me? Oh, you are the wife of the Jia family. Why don't I, my old lady, ask you if you stay out all night?"

"It's not what you think."

Although she said it forcefully, Qin Huairu also explained in her heart: I really didn't take the initiative. Who asked him to carry me upstairs as soon as he entered the house? He was stripped naked before he had time to react...

It’s already like that, do I dare to shout?
From now on, I will stop being a human being, and you and Banggan will go to jail?
What Jia Zhang meant was that Qin Huairu took the initiative to seduce Su Mu, and Qin Huairu retorted confidently.

"It's not like that, it's not like that. That fish and those ribs in the morning were for nothing?"

"There are also stick noodles in the urn. What happened before is over. I'm giving you dozens of kilograms of stick noodles for free. Do you think I'm an old woman and I'm confused?"

The more Jia Zhang talked, the angrier she became: "Oh, by the way, what did he say about that? Did he not want it?"

Qin Huairu lowered his head and sobbed without replying.

Mrs. Jia Zhang stretched out her hand and pinched Qin Huairu hard.

Qin Huairu shouted in pain.

"Qin Huairu, don't forget that you are still the daughter-in-law of the Jia family. No matter what you do outside, your job was given by the Jia family. Banggeng is also named Jia, do you know?"

"It's not what you think, and I won't remarry. Don't worry about it."

Qin Huairu's words were filled with anger.

The pinch just now was really painful, and I lost most of my sleepiness.

"That's good. Go tell Su Mu in the afternoon and don't mention the previous matters again. Don't let him take advantage and hold on to it."

Qin Huairu responded and shrank into the quilt.

Jia Zhang stood up and stared at Qin Huairu for a long time before turning and leaving.

Qin Huairu breathed a sigh of relief as she listened to her mother-in-law's footsteps heading to the outhouse.

She was nervous just now.

Thinking back on it, he was really just flying around and didn't even mention a word about theft.

Will you agree?

The key issue is that when Qin Huairu left, she not only cleaned up the leftovers, but also went to his kitchen to carry most of the stick noodles.

In his heart, am I worth so much?
If it's not worth it, or if it's equivalent, then there's no way to ask him for more. If it's worth it, then maybe...

Suddenly the sound of footsteps came again.

Qin Huairu's heart tightened.

Jia Zhang's voice came to my ears again.

"Qin Huairu, don't sleep. Go to the front yard while there is no one around. Su Mu is at home. Ask him for a piece of meat and fry some meat and vegetables for Banggeng at night..."

Qin Huairu suddenly felt that her mother-in-law's voice was so hateful, which made her feel sick and sick to her stomach.

"Ouch."

Qin Huairu cried out in pain.

But it was Jia Zhang who pinched Qin Huairu's shoulder again and pulled her hair.

The braid on the pillow on the left side was pulled loose.

My scalp hurts and numbs.

Qin Huairu turned around and remained silent.

But Jia Zhang accepted the fate and refused to leave, leaving Qin Huairu unable to sleep at all.

"Okay, okay, okay, your daughter-in-law will come to your door right now and give you meat in exchange for it."

Qin Huairu sat up suddenly with anger and hatred.

His vision went dark, and he shook for a few moments before he stabilized himself.

Jia Zhang doesn’t care about that.

Since Qin Huairu has been taken advantage of, there is no big difference between once and countless times.

Jia Zhang also knew that once the matter was opened, it could not be stopped.

Might as well take advantage of the opportunity to reap some benefits.

She is from here.

He glanced at Qin Huairu, who was getting dressed, and looked far away in the direction of Yi Zhonghai's house opposite.

Qin Huairu put on her clothes and shoes and stood in front of the mirror, untying her left braid and retying it.

Jia Zhang seemed to have remembered something and suddenly said: "Qin Huairu, you must not take off the ring."

Qin Huairu's body stiffened, and her braided hands stopped.

Freeze in place.

"Did you hear?"

"heard it."

Qin Huairu's tone was tearful.

It is already very clear what my mother-in-law thinks about herself and how she views herself.

Qin Huairu felt like she was not a person now, but like goods being traded by Jia Zhang.

It is still the kind of goods that are destined to get cheaper the more they are used.

A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Qin Huairu's braided hands became flexible again.

The depressed mood seemed to be pierced by a needle, and she could even hear the hissing sound in her heart.

The pressure accumulated in my heart also eased.

10 minute later.

Qin Huairu walked along the wall and walked through the corridor and into Su Mu's east wing.

noon.

Jia Zhang waited until Qin Huairu came out of Su Mu's room, so she could only go home and make some food with a gloomy face.

In the afternoon, I was also a little absent-minded in putting my shoe soles under the shade of a tree.

I stayed up until about four o'clock, when I saw Su Mu limping out of the courtyard and turned into the alley. I said a few words in a hurry and returned home carrying a horse and a sewing dustpan.

When I entered the room, I saw a piece of meat as big as my palm on the table.

At least three fingers of fat meat.

Gudong.

Mrs. Jia Zhang narrowed her eyes and swallowed subconsciously.

(End of this chapter)