Siheyuan: Survival in the cellar at the beginning, don’t mess with me

It is no exaggeration to say that there is not that much money even if she sells her.

There is no one who wants a widow with a family.

Silly Zhu, the only one I can rely on, is still in the hospital and doesn't know what's going on.

Her salary is only 7.5 yuan. Even if she doesn't eat or drink, it will take [-] months of salary to be enough, not to mention that the family has a large population and it is impossible to save money.

Now, she can only find a way to borrow money.

Otherwise, his son will have no money for rehabilitation training and will definitely become a cripple. It will be very inconvenient for him to find a wife or a job in the future.

As for the person to borrow money from, she had actually made the decision in her mind a long time ago, but she had been hesitating for various reasons.

"Forget it, let's take the food back first and then talk about it."

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Chapter 113 The steamed buns are unclean!I, the Jia Zhang family, will not eat the food that comes to me!

Red Star Courtyard.

Jia family.

The dinner table.

Xiaodang and Huaihua each held a white-flour steamed bun and ate it with relish along with water, cabbage and potatoes.

The white flour steamed buns brought back from Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill are full of ingredients and look very good.

Each one is steamed to a crisp, fragrant and delicious texture, and is very hunger-satisfying.

In the 60s, it was not as easy as today to eat steamed buns made from white flour.

Due to problems with grain output and industrial levels, fine grains at that time were much more expensive than coarse grains.

White flour is the representative of fine grains commonly eaten in the north.

Generally speaking, it is quite a luxury to be able to eat steamed buns or noodles made of white flour five or six times a month.

Because the wages at Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill are good every day, white-flour steamed buns are available in the cafeteria every day.

But the meal tickets are issued based on salary, and each person is given a certain amount per month.

Qin Huairu only has a ration of steamed buns for one person, but she has to feed a large family.

child.

Mother-in-law.

Each one can hold more rice than a rice bucket.

When ordinary families eat white flour steamed buns, it’s like celebrating the New Year.

But Qin Huairu was able to make a family of five eat white-flour steamed buns because she had a good relationship with the male workers at the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill, so she was able to get enough meal tickets.

Anyway, most singles can eat enough for one person and the whole family has no worries.

Most of the meal tickets issued by the factory have a surplus, and the extra meal tickets that the male workers have on hand can be used to make "transactions" with Qin Huairu.

In the steel rolling mill where the ratio of men to women is imbalanced, they all get what they need anyway, so no one reports them.

However, the most "stupid" among those bachelors is Silly Pillar.

Widow Qin raised eyebrows and flirted with other male workers, and even made secret remarks.

But he was the only one who showed no pretense towards Silhouette. Not only was he not allowed to touch him at all, but he was also killed more harshly than he was to other male workers.

In the past, when Silly Zhu was around, Qin Huairu's family could even eat big fish and meat every meal.

The price was just to wash Silly Zhu's underwear and tidy up the bed and bedding.

To be honest, spending five yuan a month to find a prostitute can accomplish this task, and the quality and quantity will be maintained.

After all, manpower is worthless. If you just do some housework, you can get a month's worth of food rations. Why not?

But the money and food that Shazhu invested in Qin Huairu's family every month had already far exceeded five yuan.

Why?

Because he is greedy for Qin Huairu's body!

His father, He Daqing, had become a widow, and his son was the one behind the Yangtze River pushing the waves ahead.

So even if Qin Huairu didn't let him touch her, Shazhu would still enjoy it.

It's called doing good deeds, but every night when I lie in bed, all I can think about is some shameful and dirty things.

If he hadn't rolled around in the quilt every night, would his bed be in such a mess?

Qin Huairu was very careful when cleaning up the house for Sha Zhu every day, so she naturally knew what Sha Zhu was doing in his back.She smelled it when washing her underwear, so she felt more confident to receive help from others.

One is greedy for the widow's body, the other is greedy for money.

The two of them were Zhou Yu's opponents. One was willing to fight the other, so no one could blame the other.

But now that Si Zhu has lost "Xiao He", he has lost the capital to do bad things. Whether he will help Qin Huairu's family in the future is another matter.

Now that he is not working at the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, he will naturally not bring food back from the kitchen.

Without the meat dishes he brought back, Jia Zhang felt that everything he ate was extremely bland.

Not to mention white flour steamed buns, I can’t even eat whole grains.

She, an old godly woman, was also a bitch. While she was thinking about the rice that Silly Zhu brought back, she also scolded him for having no good intentions and wanting to seduce his daughter-in-law all day long.

It can be said that he means what he says, and he is unforgiving with his mouth but very honest with his body.

Mrs. Jia Zhang, an old pious woman, was actually used to the existence of Silly Zhu in her heart, but she just didn't want to admit it.

He usually doesn't have a good look towards him, either scolding or criticizing him. With his sharp tongue, he kept Qin Huairu and the "strongest combat force on the surface" of Hongxing Siheyuan in submission.

But today.

Seeing her daughter-in-law bring back the suspicious food, Mrs. Jia Zhang defended Silly Zhu in her heart.

A person who has just become a eunuch has become the most ideal and most "safe" "long-term meal ticket".

You don't want to go to the hospital to check in and make plans for me and my three children. Instead, you hook up with a wild man in the factory - here you go!

Do you want face?

The portrait of my son Dongxu is still hanging on the cabinet in the living room. How could you do something so immoral?

While not letting Qin Huairu do anything that would disgrace his son Jia Dongxu, he also hoped that he would have more contact with He Yuzhu.

Although it sounded suspicious of schizophrenia, this was the truest thought in the old godly woman's heart.

However, Mrs. Jia Zhang did not dare to turn her back completely. She just took out the steamed buns from her bowl with a dark face.

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Anyone with a discerning eye would know at a glance that she was trying to show off her face.

"Mom, what are you doing? Why don't you eat this steamed bun? This is a white flour steamed bun, and the factory canteen only sells it once a day."

Qin Huairu saw Jia Zhang turning her face away, looking like a child angry, so she reminded helplessly:

"Mom, our white flour has been finished a long time ago. If you don't eat it today, it will be gone."

"Let me tell you, this stick noodles are not as delicious as white noodles. Not to mention the nutritional deficiencies, and the crushed stick crumbs will get stuck in your throat."

"This steamed bun is soaked in vegetable juice. If you don't eat it, it will go bad. It's a pity. I'll dip it in some vegetable juice and add some sesame sauce for you. You can eat this steamed bun first."

Qin Huairu was kind-hearted and fulfilled her responsibilities as a daughter-in-law, but Jia Zhang, an old and pious woman, didn't appreciate it at all.

Not only did he push away his job, but he also mocked in a sinister way:

"Bah! I won't eat unclean food! I'm afraid I'll get sores in my mouth and pus on my head〃¨!"

"A man with lofty ideals will not drink from a stolen spring, and an honest man will not be fed by someone who complains!"

"I, an old man from the old days, know the truth, why don't you know it!"

She, an old pious woman, spoke plausibly, as if she was a noble and upright woman.

He obviously doesn't work at all every day and eats the food Qin Huairu bought with his hard-earned money without conscience, but he still makes sense.

I didn't know how to express gratitude, but instead made sarcastic remarks.

Qin Huairu's brows knitted together when she heard her mother-in-law's words.

As a daughter-in-law, she tried her best to take care of her children and honor her mother-in-law every day, but she was met with cold words.

It was true that life was not worth living. She, a little widow, had experienced all the sufferings in the world.

Thinking of the bastard things Xu Damao did in the warehouse during the day, Qin Huairu almost shed tears of grievance.

However, after years of resisting pressure in the Jia family, she has long developed a "resilient" character.

As long as the child lives well, it doesn't matter if she suffers a little grievance.

So Qin Huairu asked resentfully:

"Are you suspecting that my money came from something illegitimate?"

When Jia Zhang heard this, she rolled her eyes with her disheveled hair and turned her head to the side.

"You know whether you are righteous or not!"

"Let me ask you, what did you do just now?"

"I didn't do anything!"

"Yeah, you can't say anything about what you did."

"Hey! Mom, I don't like hearing what you are saying. It sounds like I have done something wrong."

"Didn't you just do something wrong? You're not willing to let me tell you!"

Qin Huairu felt uneasy when she heard her mother-in-law's series of questions.

After hesitating for half a second, he answered bravely: