Siheyuan: You were asked to help the Jia family, but you were all sent to prison

"Okay then, I'll make a point, but I can't guarantee that he's willing to lend you money and food coupons."

After Qin Jingru finished speaking, she hurried out without waiting for Qin Huairu to respond.

There is still a place to ask my sister for help in the future, so let's go for her.

Qin Huairu looked at her back, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

She was framed in the morning, and Qin Jingru made trouble, but she has a deep memory and can remember it for a lifetime.

As for Zhao Yang, Qin Huairu couldn't figure out what he meant.

If it's a picture of yourself, it's 700 yuan.

Then, relying on the two favors from before and today, and using this as an excuse, there is no way for me not to give it to him.

Here.

"Let me ask you, your sister must still be thinking about the stick?"

Qin Jingru came over and told Zhao Yang the matter directly, so he asked this in return.

"My sister she..."

Qin Jingru repeated what she said just now that her sister was not distracted when she separated from her family, and she will take care of him now and later.

"Let me think about it, don't be idle, go to the cellar and get five catties of tiger meat, one chicken and one duck, two fish if you have any, potatoes..."

Zhao Yang thought about sending Qin Jingru to work.

The result of today's matter can be said to have met his requirements, but it has not been fully met, and he is not very satisfied.

Mainly sticks.

Then how to make Qin Huairu completely give up on the stick?

Or how to make mother and son turn against each other?

As long as the tail can be removed, even if Qin Huairu is carrying Sophora japonica flowers, it will be the same as going out without leaving the house!

At that time, even if Qin Huairu sucks blood, she will provide for herself and Sophora japonica, so Zhao Yang can accept Qin Huairu with peace of mind and enjoy the double happiness of the two sisters!

It doesn't matter that there are still three wives and four concubines.

It's just that Zhao Yang can't think of any way.

Forget it, he has always been aboveboard, unexpectedly it is normal.

Ask the mangy dog ​​later, he is better at these dirty tricks.

After half an hour.

Qin Jingru came back out of breath.

"Sister, here are the money and food stamps he gave you."

Qin Huairu took the money and food coupons, and found that there were five catties of white flour coupons, ten catties of coarse grain coupons, and a piece of Great Unity.

"He said he wanted you to make up your body, don't be reluctant, but he said that you are not allowed to go to Shazhu's house for dinner again, and the money ticket can only be used on you and Huaihua, and cannot be given to the Jia family, especially the sticks. Eat your head bit by bit."

"By the way, it can't be said that the money ticket was given by him."

"He also said that if you dare to violate it, you will have to decide the consequences yourself."

After Qin Jingru finished speaking, Qin Jingru became more and more confused now.

Why did Zhao Yang treat her so well?

Qin Huairu didn't think about that for a while, but felt uneasy.

In the evening, dark clouds appeared above everyone's heads again. With the muffled thunder, each household began to cook dinner.

Yan Bugui and Li Xiabin got off work early, and chatted while returning to the courtyard.

"I said why did you ask for leave in the morning, so there is such a wonderful show."

Li Xiabin and Yan Bugui are in the same school, but in different grade groups, and it is only now that they have heard about the Jia family.

"Isn't it? It's more enjoyable than watching a movie."

Yan Bugui tilted his neck back, he didn't even go home, and followed Li Xiabin's house.

It was not easy to take advantage of the husband and wife who just moved in yesterday, but it is okay today.

"Then what's the situation between Qin Huairu and Jia's family now? They are separated and living together again?"

Li Xiabin saw that Ji Zhiying had come back and was having a meeting in the kitchen, so he asked Yan Bugui to sit down in the living room.

Both of them are teachers, they are very decent, and there are peanuts and melon seeds on the tea table.

"This is the situation. Let me tell you that Qin Huairu is not as strong as before, and her wrists are very stiff. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law must have a good show to watch."

Yan Bugui grabbed a handful of peanuts and melon seeds and put them in his pocket, which made the corners of Li Xiabin's mouth twitch. Is it so natural?

Stick stems are also natural.

No, Jia Zhang and the mangy dog ​​haven't come back yet.

So when Qin Huairu went out to buy pork and cabbage and came back to make dumplings, Bang Geng was drooling like his father Jia Dongxu waiting to eat.

One thought was my mother.

One thought was his wife.

"Mom, you are so kind to me!"

Seeing Qin Huairu bring out a bowl of dumplings, Bang Jian licked his lips immediately seeing the full amount.

It doesn't make any difference whether they are separated or not!

You can still eat twice in one meal, what a profit!

But just as Qin Huairu put the dumplings on the table, Bang Geng was about to sit at the table and start eating.

"Bang, this is what Mom ate."

Qin Huairu's mood is very complicated, Zhao Yang refuses to let her go, and she can't help it!

Besides, there are residents passing by on their way back from get off work one after another, so they dare not take risks.

But the stick was taken aback when he heard the words, well, then go to the kitchen to fight by yourself!

Jia Dongxu also did it himself.

But when the two ran into the kitchen and took a look, the father and son were numb!

There is only white soup left in the pot, not even dumpling skin residue!

"Mom, you just made a bowl of dumplings?"

Sticking a face full of disbelief, there was still doubt in his words. Is this the mother who wanted to die for him in the morning?

"Yup!"

Qin Huairu nodded with difficulty, after all, she is her own flesh and blood!

"Huairu, you can't be so heartless, right?"

Jia Dongxu watched Qin Huairu take a bite of half a dumpling, smelled the meat, and swallowed.

"Mom, share some with me, and I'll finish eating in a few strokes."

Stick stem doesn't believe in evil, and thinks that mom is afraid of being seen by grandma.

"Huairu, bring me a few too, I'll be quick too."

Jia Dongxu had a flattering face, a husband and wife for a day, a hundred days of grace, isn't it?

"Mom, mom, me..."

Xiao Dang also stretched out his immature hands and cried.

"Dongxu, Banggen, the family is divided, and we have agreed to take care of our own affairs. Zhang Cuihua will cook it for you later."

Qin Huairu put the other hand in front of the bowl, her attitude was obvious, she just wouldn't give it.

When Bang Geng and Dong Xu heard the words, their hearts felt cold at first, and then the expressions on their faces were wonderful, loss, bitterness, sorrow, sorrow...

Really, separated?

Qin Huairu was not feeling well either. Regardless of how well she ate, she was actually suffering. The main reason was sticks. Dongxu didn't care.

"Mom, I hate you!"

Stick stared blankly at Qin Huairu for a while, then roared with trembling lips, and then ran out.

"Huai Ru, you have a hard heart!"

Jia Dongxu looked up to the sky and sighed, the old saying is true, ruthlessness is the heart of a woman!

Qin Huairu watched BangGeng run out, and looked back at the dumplings in the bowl.

Now she came to her senses and understood Zhao Yang's intentions.

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"It's raining!"

Zhao Yangxin said that from early in the morning, the dark clouds would come and go, but it was still raining after all.

Fortunately, the mother-in-law's family, the second aunt, two children, and Chen Yue all came in time.

At this moment, Zhao Yang was standing at the door with his father-in-law, listening to him talking about giving a gift to the deputy director in charge of party affairs.

On the day of Da Mao's movie screening last time, after discussing with Zhao Yang, Yu Zhonghe specifically asked Zhonghua to go there.

"He accepted it. After New Year's Day, I will be rated as a sixth-level textile worker. By the way, he also asked about you by the way."

Yu Zhonghe patted Zhao Yang's shoulder with a smile, "If he hadn't mentioned it, I wouldn't have known that you would be transferred to be a technician next year, and you would soon become an engineer!"

"It's okay, it's a lot of accumulation, I read a lot before."

Zhao Yang incidentally explained, and then asked, "Dad, what's the name of that deputy factory manager?"

"It's Ren Feilin, I'll take you there some other day?" Yu Zhonghe probably guessed that the deputy factory director is likely to go to the rolling mill next year.

"That's not necessary."