The booming era begins with private customization

Chapter 365 Yan Bugui is proud of the spring breeze

"You can't say it was intentional, it was just a coincidence."

Mrs. Jia Zhang lowered her head, tilting it slightly, and glanced at Yi Zhonghai, who was shaking in a daze, out of the corner of his eye.

While there was a trace of unnoticeable expression in his eyes, his tone of voice was trembling: "It was a coincidence. Lao Jia just wanted a child at that time and didn't want to do anything to you."

"Really Jia Dongxu?!"

Yi Zhonghai held on to the table behind him, his body swaying, and he felt a heat between his brows, his mind was in a trance, and the heavy feeling was even worse than a hangover after drinking low-quality wine.

The world was spinning so fast that he could hardly stand still.

Jia Zhang didn't speak.

After swaying for a long time, Yi Zhonghai finally regained his composure. He put his left hand behind his back and pressed his right hand heavily on the table.

Breathing heavily, his pupils that were dilated in shock due to his loss of concentration before slowly narrowed now: "Where is Lao Jia's certificate?! Show it to me!"

Although the current years are much stronger than in the past.

"Go, go, go, what do you know! I'm telling you, good times are coming for our old Jia family!"

This overwhelming sense of contrast made Qin Huairu feel ridiculous in her heart.

If it weren't for the stiff and cold feeling under his body that refreshed him, Qi Yi Zhonghai would have fallen off the stool in panic.

How could it be possible for Jia Dongxu to marry a country woman like Qin Huairu based on his own preferences! ! !
It's too late, it's too late to say anything now
Jia Dongxu is gone.

One hand is clasped on the table leg, and the other hand grasps the carved railing below the tabletop of the square table.

Yi Zhonghai fell backwards for a while, but did not fall in the end. Veins popped out in his hands.

"Go get the voucher!"

While talking intermittently, Yi Zhonghai felt like his heart was bleeding.

Jia Zhang had a flattering smile on her face. Some things had been trampled into the mud when she married Lao Jia.

I should have known it earlier.
If he had known that Jia Dongxu was his father, how could he have allowed Jia Dongxu to get into those bad habits!

Shivering, he added another sentence under Jia Zhang's vicious gaze: "That's Uncle Yi! We can't afford to offend him!"

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Jia Zhang's eyes.

"Asleep? It's good to be asleep! Qin Huairu, come with me. I have something to tell you."

Listening to the noise coming from the front yard, Qin Huairu wanted to say something, but the words came to her lips and she refused to say anything.

Qin Huairu felt very depressed when she saw the scar on her forehead, who was rummaging through boxes and cabinets as soon as she came back, and thinking about Jia Zhang incessantly.

Suddenly he broke out in a cold sweat, and after being blown by the wind that leaked in, his mind became clearer.

Two minutes later.

After rummaging through the boxes and cabinets, bit by bit, he took out the boxes containing Lao Jia's belongings in front of him one by one. At the same time, he didn't forget to take a moment to look at the direction where Bangjie was sleeping.

Yi Zhonghai's body was swaying, and he originally wanted to hold on until Jia Zhang left before falling down. As his mind wandered for a while, he suddenly fell heavily on the bench behind him.

Qin Huairu felt uncomfortable in her heart, and her throat felt like a piece of bone was stuck in her throat. She felt inexplicably uncomfortable: "Mom... isn't this a lie?"

"Hey, hey, it's easy to say, easy to say, you wait at home, I'll go get it right now!"

"Give me the voucher first."

But thinking about the possible life in the future, my heart still hardened.

Qin Huairu played with the hung clothes with one hand while pulling the stick stalk with one hand, and selected the appropriate piece of cloth from the flat bamboo basket with the other hand.

There was a wound on her forehead, but Jia Zhang didn't look like she was suffering.

"Hey, I'm asleep. My child is young and plays wildly by the stove when he's not at school. He's already exhausted."

Seeing Mrs. Jia Zhang holding a piece of paper that was yellow and even brittle, Qin Huairu followed her to the outside room.

"Hey, hey, it's easy to talk about the credentials, but Lao Yi is obsessed with schooling."

With a cheerful smile on her face, Mrs. Jia Zhang took out a blue handkerchief from her pocket, wiped it on her forehead, twisted her body, opened the door and left.

Yi Zhonghai bit the tip of his tongue, and the heartbreaking pain made him frown.

The thick square table legs made a sharp sound when they rubbed against the ground.

Yin Ya bit her lower lip lightly, frowning tangledly, wondering why Jia Zhang felt awkward.

But just surviving is obviously not the life goal that Jia Zhang pursues.

After whispering, Qin Huairu felt like she was in a trance.

He looked at Jia Zhang, who was in the darkness at the edge of the dim light.

"Squeak~"

Children like to play, and it is very common for them to get dirty and have holes in their clothes. "

After twitching her lips, Jia Zhang lowered her voice and said, "Is Banggeng asleep?"

"Mom, what's wrong with you? Uncle Yi, did you hit you?"

Yi Zhonghai had a gloomy face and emphasized in a sinister tone.

He only said two sentences that Jia Zhang could understand.

"Can't afford to offend? Hum!"

Mrs. Jia Zhang carefully protected the credentials in her hands, and her sideways face looked so sinister under the dim light: "From today on, he will have to coax our family!"

“An old homeless man gave him what he wanted, and everything we deserve is what we deserve!
There is also his family fortune and his house. When Banggeng gets married in the future, he will have to help organize it!

Don’t be afraid if you make a mistake. With your craftsmanship, is it possible that you can still suffer a loss from our family? ! "

Jia Zhang also heard the noise coming from the front yard. She didn't dare to say Yi Zhonghai's name anymore, but replaced it with an old man:

"You have to keep your mouth shut! Everything is true, it's just a mistake in time. If we don't tell it ourselves, who can ask?"

"Then give it to the old doctor who issued this certificate."

Qin Huairu was nervous, and her hands unconsciously rubbed the clothes hanging at her hands.

She had used some means to get some assistance from Shazhu, and also got some benefits for Banggeng.

But those things are nothing more than touching little hands.

All he asked for was some food.

Qin Huairu really never thought about Jia Zhang's ability to plot other people's wealth at every turn.

If you are placed in the countryside, even if you are a gangster, you still have to pay a lot of things.

There is no one as ruthless as Jia Zhang.

"Tsk, look at your worthless look! The old lady is still here, but after so many years, can he remember which year he opened the order?
Even if this matter is a bit special, if you can remember the year, is it possible that you can also remember the time?
With such a brain, how can that person still work as a clerk in a pharmacy? How come you can’t even get into a big hospital? "

Jia Zhang curled her lips disdainfully.

She doesn't have that much knowledge and can't tell the way.

In Jia Zhang's view, if you didn't go to a big hospital, it means the doctor is incompetent.

Shaking his shoulders and listening to the calm voices in the front yard, Jia Zhang turned around and carefully warned Qin Huairu again: "Anyway, please remember this clearly for me! Make sure nothing goes wrong. !”

Seeing Qin Huairu shaking, Jia Zhang simply added in a vicious tone: "This is all just for fun!
Having a godfather is better than finding him a stepfather, right?

With such an extra person, Bangge doesn’t have to worry about nutrition or his future work!

Don't look at it. He went in and lost his job.

Let me tell you, as far as his relationship with the old lady is concerned, as long as he loses face and gets a job back, it's not that difficult! "

When it comes to work and future life.

Then I thought of Banggeng's face, which became more and more dull as he grew up.

Qin Huairu was cruel and pinched her thigh hard.

To be fair, Silly Zhu was nice to her.

But the premise of all this is that he is coveting Qin Huairu. There is no way to think of yourself as a snake.

Now that there are other hopes, Qin Huairu naturally does not want to destroy her image in Banggeng's heart.

He looked at Jia Zhang who had his ears tilted and was about to lean on the door to listen to what was going on in the courtyard. He wanted to wait until there was no one in the courtyard before going to Yi Zhonghai's house.

Qin Huairu calmed down her emotions and said in a low voice: "Mom, the old lady is really that capable?"

"Isn't that right? Who do you think the old lady was from before?
This courtyard belongs to their family!

Okay, don't talk about this, just look out for me and I'll go implement this matter. "

After hearing that there was no movement in the courtyard, Mrs. Jia Zhang gave another warning behind her, then twisted her chubby body and walked toward Yi Zhonghai's house on her feet.

The quicker you go, the quicker you come back.

In less than five minutes, Mrs. Jia Zhang came back with a face of joy.

As soon as he entered the house, he quickly asked Qin Huairu to fasten the doors and windows and draw the curtains.

"Mom, is it done? Can Bangge go to school?"

Seeing Mrs. Jia Zhang come back, Qin Huairu put down her nervousness and rubbed her red hands.

"Hey, can this be false? Bangge is his grandson!"

Just when the two generations of widows from the old Jia family were whispering.

The old Yi family.

Yi Zhonghai, whose face was gloomy and uncertain, thought for a while, turned around, took out a steel ruler, bent down and got under the bed.

Insert a piece of brick into the gap, shake it from side to side, and then pull out a box with many good things inside.

While hesitating, he reached out and touched a small, one-inch-square seal stone.

Don't look at such a small piece of Shoushan lychee jelly, in the hands of a discerning person, it is much more useful than money and gold.

Close the long iron box, tie it with hemp rope, and put it back carefully.

Yi Zhonghai took out more than 20 yuan from the money box.

Considering how valuable that thing is, Yan Bugui may not dare to accept it.

But if it were replaced with a second-hand bicycle sale ticket from a scrap factory, it might be more useful.

It is said to be a bicycle ticket, but it is actually a legal receipt issued by a scrap recycling plant.

There are so many parts sent to the scrap collection station, and there are so many caring people, it is naturally impossible for these good things to be given to outsiders cheaply.

For example, those well-established car repair shops can get some cheap parts from scrap recycling factories at low prices.

A little sanding and repainting and it'll be like new.

This kind of good stuff, if there is no way, the scrap collection station will not sell it to outsiders.

It's expensive, and some people would say it was pieced together from a pile of scrap iron and scrap steel.

There is not much cost at all.

It was sold cheaply, and the scrap purchasing station felt like they were at a loss.

Over time, there were some brokers here.

As long as you give enough money, the scrap collection station can sell a second-hand bicycle that you have saved at a low price.

This amount of money is on the face of the ticket issued, and other expenses are all hidden.

Thinking of Yan Bugui's envy of the bicycles of the neighbors in the courtyard.

Yi Zhonghai felt that this could definitely be done.

Put your feet up and go out.

After working for more than two hours, Li Mao, Liu Haizhong, Shazhu and others pressed Xu Damao back to the courtyard for a long time.

Only then did Yi Zhonghai walk back exhausted.

After carefully looking around the front yard, Yi Zhonghai gently knocked on the glass of Yanbu Gui's house after hearing the sounds of snoring.

"Lao Yi? What are you doing?"

Looking at the dusty Yi Zhonghai, Yan Bugui secretly thought something was wrong.

"Go in and say it, go in and say it."

With that said, Yi Zhonghai squeezed into the house regardless of Yan Bugui's resistance.

After a while, Yi Zhonghai had a look of satisfaction on his face, touched the Shoushan lychee jelly he had saved in his pocket, and secretly said that someone didn't know the product.

The night passed in a blink of an eye.

Xu Damao, who had just been punished, for the first time did not dare to cause trouble in the courtyard.

When Zhang Meng and Liang Ladi's family moved to the courtyard, Xu Damao actually helped move things.

In the evening, the neighbors in the courtyard who happened to be able to go home early after working shifts saw Yan Bugui holding a rag soaked in water and a brush at his feet as soon as he entered the courtyard in the cold wind. It contains oil that I don’t know where it came from.

Facing a 90% new bicycle in front of me, I wiped it carefully.

Looking at the shiny chain, it seems that it has just been oiled.

"Huh! Rare?! Uncle Yan is even willing to spend money to buy a bicycle?

I see that the sun has not risen from the west today, so why is it so dazzling? "

No one else needed to speak. When something strange happened, Shazhu was the first to shout: "Uncle Yan, you are also the only teacher in our college.

It looks like your car is new, right?

What's going on? A teacher who is not willing to spend money to buy a new car and picks up the leftovers from others?

Look at me, I bought a new 26 bicycle for my sister.

You tut tut. "

Ignoring the sarcastic remarks from Silhu's mouth, Yan Bugui greeted Li Mao and Liu Haizhong before he had the time to reply.

Looking at Shazhu's head with a meaningful look, Yan Bugui said sadly:

"Go, go, go, why are you stupid everywhere?

What happened to the second-hand ones? Second hand affordable! It also avoids waste.

We have so many families, why should we be smarter and save some money?
Besides, how expensive are new ones? I happened to get one back from the scrapyard, and it only cost me over fifty! "

In front of the neighbors, Yan Bugui happily waved his hand in the air.

Most of the residents in this courtyard are reluctant to buy bicycles, and naturally they don't know the way inside the scrapyard.

What kind of certificate is not a certificate?

Anyway, in the eyes of ordinary people, things bought from junkyards are much more reliable than second-hand bicycles sold in roadside repair shops.

At least, what the scrap factory sells is assembled, not the kind of goods that are stolen, polished off, and then reassembled.

"My dear, Uncle Yan is taking advantage! I go to the scrap station often, why didn't I encounter this good thing!"

The speaker was a resident in the middle courtyard who often went to the scrap station to buy and exchange things.

It costs just a few cents each time.

With such expenses, the brokers in the middle disdain to deal with them.

"How about it's just a coincidence? Neighbors, please stop by and I'll clean the car at the door. It'll be ready in no time!"

Yan Bugui laughed and shouted again to the old Jia family: "What about that, Qin Huairu, ask the factory for leave in the morning.

Tomorrow morning, take Banggeng with you to school with me to make a guarantee to the school leaders.

As long as you don't make any mistakes, Banggeng can go back to school. "

(End of this chapter)