Siheyuan: starting from returning to the countryside

Qin Huairu knew that Shazhu couldn't afford 100 yuan, so he asked him if he had borrowed any money.

When Sha Zhu saw Qin Huairu, he was suddenly stunned.

He just wanted to come to the hospital quickly and heal his hand.

Forget that stick stems also cost money.

"Sister Qin, I have borrowed money, but only 100 yuan."

Silly Zhu hadn't finished speaking.

Qin Huairu said happily:

"Great, thank you silly Zhu, this 100 yuan is enough."

"With this 100 yuan, the stick can be operated on."

The sticky surgery costs 120 yuan.

With Shazhu's hundred, she only needs to take another 20 yuan.

"Silly Zhu, give me the money, and I'll let the doctor operate on the stick."

Qin Huairu stretched out his hand and asked Sha Zhu directly for money.

"Sister Qin, there is something that I didn't explain clearly."

"Look at my hands."

Silly Zhu didn't have the nerve to say that he would not give money, but just raised his right hand to show Qin Huairu.

Seeing Shazhu's twisted right hand, Qin Huairu was startled.

"Silly, what happened to your hand?"

"Is this caught by a machine?"

Qin Huairu was in the rolling mill, and Qin Yang once saw a worker being pinched by a machine.

The hand at that time was similar to Shazhu's.

"It wasn't caught by a machine, it was smashed by Qin Yang."

Silly Zhu sighed, but still told the disgraceful thing.

When Qin Huairu heard this, she was filled with hatred and anger.

This silly Zhu has told him countless times not to provoke Qin Yang.

Why is he so cheap?

If he didn't still need the money in his hand, Qin Huairu really wanted to scold him to death.

"Sister Qin, you also know that I am a cook."

"If this hand is useless, then most of my cooking skills will be lost."

"I don't have a formal job in the first place, so I can do some private work for others only because of this skill."

"If I don't have this skill, I... oh!"

Sha Zhu now also knows that he regrets it.

Cooking is what he is most proud of.

Losing his cooking skills is harder to accept than losing his hand.

"Silly Zhu, how much does it cost to heal your hand?"

Qin Huairu understood what Sha Zhu meant.

He also needs money for treatment.

"one hundred."

Silly Zhu raised a finger.

Said with some embarrassment.

"100 yuan?"

"Oh my god! You need 100 yuan for your hand, won't you have no money for surgery with that stick?"

　(bfec) When Qin Huairu heard this number, she became nervous.

Actually, Qin Huairu is rich.

Her own salary of 27 yuan a month, plus the money 'borrowed' from Sha Zhu every month.

There are at least 40 yuan in the account every month.

And how much does she spend every month?

For a family of four, except for the half-sized stickler, who eats a little more.

Xiaodang and Huaihua combined could not eat an adult.

In addition, Shazhu usually brings some lunch boxes.

Qin Huairu can save at least 25 yuan a month.

Over the past year, she has saved more than 300 yuan.

But she didn't go back to get the money by herself, but asked Shazhu to borrow money.

Because the operation fee of more than 100 yuan was too much for her, and she was reluctant to spend so much money all at once.

In addition, she didn't want Sha Zhu to know that she had already saved so much money.

"Silly Zhu, what do you think we should do?"

"There is still 100 yuan left for the stick operation, and 100 yuan for your hand."

"You know the situation of my sister, where will I borrow so much money in a short while?"

After thinking about it, Qin Huairu still has to continue pretending to be poor.

After all, this is 100 yuan, not a decimal.

"Sister Qin, I really can't help you this time, or I will lose my hand."

Although Shazhu is stupid, he also knows the importance of hands.

He can give all the money to Qin Huairu.

But it was impossible to give her his hand too.

"Stupid column."

Qin Huairu's mouth was flattened, and tears fell down.

He grabbed Sha Zhu's hand, put it in his arms and said:

"Silly Zhu, I beg you, if you don't have the 100 yuan, you will just lose a hand."

"You lose this hand, and you have another."

"But if Bangjiu didn't have the 100 yuan surgery fee, he would have died."

"My sister really doesn't know what to do."

"Just help sister this last time."

"You don't have a hand, sister will be your hand from now on, okay?"

"Whether it's washing and cooking, or making beds and making quilts."

"My sister will take care of you for the rest of my life."

"Silly Zhu, help my sister."

Qin Huairu said in tears while holding Shazhu's arm firmly in his arms.

Sha Zhu had never had such enjoyment before.

Even the wound on his hand didn't seem to hurt that much anymore.

That's right, what I went for was only my hands, and what I lost was my life.

Life, of course, is more important than hands.

And, if I don't have this hand, I have another.

It's just a bit inconvenient when cooking.

But only if you are proficient, with my experience, you can still cook good dishes.

The main thing is.

Without this hand, Sister Qin will always take care of me.

Help me with laundry and cooking.

Serve me tea and make a quilt.

And I saved BangGong's life, maybe Sister Qin will agree with her body.

Last winter, didn't Qin Jingru just want to make a promise to Qin Yang?

It's a pity that Qin Yang, that idiot, doesn't like Jingru.

But I have a crush on Sister Qin.

If you can live with Sister Qin for the rest of your life, what's the point of losing a hand? .

Chapter 157: Silly Zhu is crippled, Liu Haizhong loses money

Thinking of spending the rest of his life with Qin Huairu in the future, Sha Zhu became excited.

"Sister Qin, I understand."

"You're right, life is more important than hands."

"You take the money first, it's important to perform surgery on the stick first."

Silly Zhu handed all ten cards of Great Unity to Qin Huairu.

"Silly, thank you."