Siheyuan: starting from the sticky cousin

When I got home, it was almost dark.

When Jia Zhang saw his grandson being beaten up like this, he was so distressed that he wanted to jump up: "Who...who beat him, I will go find him, I will beat him to death..."

Qin Huairu hurriedly stopped her, and said, "Mom...Mom, don't go, she's the security guard of the factory, he's here!"

"Why?"

Jia Zhang said: "It's my grandson's honor to scold him. If he dares to beat someone, I'll beat him to death!"

Yi Zhonghai said with a dark face: "You go, after you go, you will probably be caught and beaten by the security department!"

Jia Zhang was scared at that time.

She was speechless with embarrassment on her face, but when she saw her grandson's injury, she burst into anger again: "Qin Huairu, what did you do?"

"And silly Zhu, you are a pig, watching the stick being beaten, by the way, where is your food today, why didn't you bring it?"

In Jia Zhang's view, He Yuzhu should bring her vegetables every day.

Must bring!

He Yuzhu also had a dark face, and entered the room without saying a word.

And slammed the door shut.

"Hey..." Jia Zhang said: "This is still exciting...Silly Zhu, who are you showing me by slamming the door!"

"Get out, tell me who you are showing to!"

"Okay mom!" Qin Huairu said: "Don't provoke him, he is in a bad mood today!"

"Hmph...he's in a bad mood, but I'm in a good mood?"

Qin Huairu recounted what happened at the gate of the No. [-] Steel Factory today, and said: "If it weren't for Banggen, everyone would be able to eat meat today. With the trouble caused by Banggen, everyone in the factory would know that Shazhu stole food." , and almost got fired, and now his salary has been reduced by two levels, and now he is only in his early thirties every month!"

Before that, He Yuzhu's monthly salary was more than 40.

Now Jia Zhang stopped talking.

Qin Huairu said: "I'm afraid he won't be able to bring vegetables in the future, our family has to go and buy them ourselves!"

Having said that, Jia Zhang's heart ached.

Do you buy your own food every day?

How much does it cost?

"It's really great!!" For the first time in his life, Jia Zhang scolded his grandson: "This is not the right thing to do!"

……

The next day is the weekend!

Adults don't have to go to work and kids don't have to go to school.

Moreover, it was a sunny day, logically speaking, the courtyard should be lively at this time, and the children were all playing games.

But apart from adults, there were no children to be seen.

Jia Wen, the warehouse, and the bank disappeared one by one.

Only Banggen was alone, walking around the courtyard with a stick.

The old women sat together and washed clothes by the sink, and some brought out the sewing baskets to make clothes for the children.

The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and the children all need new clothes. Everyone must get at least one piece, right?

"How strange!"

Qin Huairu said: "Why don't you have any children today? Where did the children go?"

She looked around!

Everyone picks up what she says.

This is a bit embarrassing.

"Aunt Zhou!" Qin Huairu took the initiative to lock on the target this time: "Where is the bank... Where did you go to play?"

Aunt Zhou lowered her head to wash her clothes and said, "I'm at home!"

"Where's the warehouse?" Qin Huairu looked at Aunt Tang.

Aunt Tang said, "I'm at home too!"

"Really!" Qin Huairu said: "It's such a fine day, what's the matter if the children don't come out to play and hide at home, and Jia Wen, are you not afraid of growing hair when you hide in the house?"

Li Qin has nothing to do, she is sitting at the door of the house cutting cloth.

Hearing Qin Huairu's voice, she replied, "I'm reading, how can I grow hair!"

"That's right!" As soon as Li Qin spoke, Aunt Zhou and Aunt Tang followed suit.

"The exam is on this Monday, Qin Huairu, you don't know it... Our children are all studying at home, otherwise, will we be the last one in the exam?"

"Hehehe..." Aunt Tang said, "Maybe it's still 57!"

This is a bit murderous.

In the last mid-term exam, Bang Geng got 57th place and became the laughing stock of the whole school.

Saying it at this time is undoubtedly mocking Qin Huairu and her son.

Qin Huairu's face darkened, but then she came to her senses: "What, you said the exam is going to be on Monday?"

"Yes!" Aunt Tang said: "The final exam is on Monday, and the test papers and certificates are issued on Tuesday. You don't know that, do you?"

Qin Huairu really didn't know.

Bang Geng didn't tell her about this, and besides, she only knows numbers now, not even men, and she can't teach Bang Geng lessons, so she didn't pay much attention.

But think about it, the exam is coming soon, other people's children are studying nervously, while I am still playing.

This is somewhat unrealistic.

"Great..." She said with a straight face: "I haven't gone back to the room to read the book and review, the exam is going to be the day after tomorrow, this time I want to take the 57th place, right?"

Unexpectedly, the stick stem was already wandering in the courtyard with a stick as if it hadn't heard it.

".〃I'll beat you to death!"

Qin Huairu was annoyed, she stood up and chased after her with a felt clothes stick, only then shrank her head in fright and hurried back to the house.

The door was closed with a bang, but no one knew what to do inside.

At this time, He Yuzhu went out.

He said with a smile: "Don't worry, Sister Qin, there is no problem with the stick this time. Although I can't get a hundred points in the test, it is still not a problem to pass the middle test. He is very smart...just a bit lazy!"

"I'll teach him!"

He Yuzhu went into the room to teach the stick.

Qin Huairu breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, old Tang's family, our family is very smart, the last time he failed the exam because he didn't know what the exam was, he copied the second grade student's , I’ve already told him this time, it’s definitely fine for him to do it himself!”

"Si Zhu has been tutoring BangGou's homework this semester!"

Well said.

It's true that He Yuzhu came to watch the homework of the stick (Li Le's) when he had nothing to do. Generally speaking, he didn't know how to do it.

At the very least, passing the exam with a score of [-] is not a big problem. After all, the stick is just a glutton and a rascal. He has acquired some bad habits with Jia Zhang, and he is not stupid!

But these words were immediately ridiculed by others.

Aunt Tang smiled, and said, "No, no...Qin Huairu, you actually let Sha Zhu teach BangGong!"

"Don't you know why Sha Zhu is called Sha Zhu?"

"Pfft..." Aunt Zhou also laughed loudly: "He's just a sand sculpture... Hehehe...Qin Huairu, you actually went to teach your son with a sand sculpture. It's no wonder your son can learn well...Hehehehe... ..."

Aunt Zhou laughed so hard that she couldn't listen to Xiao Lai at all.

Qin Huairu's face darkened: "Why are you talking like that?"

"Although Sha Zhu is called Sha Zhu, people are not really stupid, okay? I told you that you don't believe me, forget it... Let me tell you, my son is definitely not the last one this time!".

Chapter 113 (5 more) Croton Sandbags, Pit Sticks!

Everyone just laughed at Qin Huairu's words.

Only Li Qin at the door of the house was still concentrating on cutting the cloth.

"Li Qin, what are you doing?" Aunt Zhou said, "What are you doing with such a small piece of cloth? It can't be that you have a baby, so prepare it for the baby!"

"puff……"

Li Qin almost vomited blood: "Zhou Aiju, if you talk nonsense again, I will tear your mouth to pieces..."

If you are so angry, you will say: "I am a widow, where is the little baby!"

"Forehead……"

Aunt Zhou also looked embarrassed, she didn't go through her brain at all when she spoke just now.

But at this moment, everyone in the courtyard also focused their attention on Li Qin's hand.

A square piece of cloth.

What is this for?

Is it too small to make clothes?

Li Qin said: "What are you thinking about, I made a sandbag for my son..."

puff……

Everyone was about to vomit blood.

Nima...

We are so busy all day long that we can't even make clothes for our children. You work all day and night, and you still have the heart to make sandbags for your children?