Scholars in the courtyard

When the third uncle returned home, everyone in the house stared at him, becoming the center of attention.

However, after seeing that there was nothing in their hands, they all looked disappointed.

However, Yan Fugui's face was neither depressed nor complaining. When he came back, he lay directly on the desk, moved down a pile of books, and picked through them.

The third aunt and Brother Yan Jiecheng all looked confused, "Boss, your father is not a stimulating demon anymore, is he?"

The third aunt was a little scared when she looked at her husband who was completely different from usual.

"No, not really."

Yan Jiecheng's eyes widened and he couldn't speak.

"dad!"

"What's wrong with you? Don't scare me. Our family can't leave you. Dad!"

Yan Jiefang suddenly hugged Yan Fugui's waist and kept crying.

Snapped

Yan Fugui slapped Yan Jiefang on the face, "You little bastard, what are you talking about?"

Yan Jiefang was slapped to the ground. Not only was he not afraid, but he laughed.

"Dad, Dad, you're okay, you're okay."

"It scared us!"

At this time, Yan Fugui didn't care anymore. He picked up the selected book and was about to go out.

The third aunt hurriedly stopped at the door, "Old man, what are you doing?"

"what?"

Yan Fugui straightened his body and adjusted his glasses with one hand, a look of pride on his face.

“Make friends through literature!”

As he said this, he stepped out of the threshold and walked towards the middle courtyard without looking back, "You don't understand the things about scholars."

The three aunts and several others had faces full of surprise, messy in the wind.

In the middle courtyard, Yan Fugui came over again, holding a few books in his hands.

His demeanor was calm, far less hurried than when he came last time, and his expression was high-spirited, as if he was entering the classroom to teach.

The people in the middle courtyard stared with their eyes out, wondering what was going on.

Is this not giving up?

Mrs. Jia Zhang pointed at Yan Fugui who had entered the door, curled her lips and said disdainfully to the two people in the room, "Master, this Yan Fugui is too spineless, he is always trying to please people."

"Can such a person become the Third Master?"

"That is to say, our old man left early, otherwise how could the uncle's position fall to him?"

Jia Zhang has always looked down on Yan Fugui. In her eyes, it is enough to have one eldest son in the courtyard. There is no need for the second eldest son and the third eldest son. Besides, Yan Fugui is a poor teacher and the salary subsidy he receives is not as much as that of his Dongxu family. There are so many people. How can such a person be the third uncle?

Yi Zhonghai ignored Jia Zhang at all, looking at the Yang family's door, but in his heart he hoped that Yang Xiaotao would stick to his guns and drive Yan Fugui out.

Only in this way can he completely offend the people in the compound as he wished.

When the time comes, he can stand up and encourage everyone in the compound to shovel out this rat shit.

The eldest mother doesn't have that much thought. Now she just wants to get Jia Zhang away quickly, so as not to delay their family's cooking here.

Yang Xiaotao's home.

Yang Xiaotao looked at the five books in front of the table. They were all old books with traditional Chinese characters in them, but as long as they were books, they would be fine.

"Xiao Tao, look, how is it?"

Yan Fugui was a little uneasy, fearing that he would not be satisfied with these books.

"Third uncle, you must have more than just these books at home." Yang Xiaotao fiddled with them twice, and found that they were all miscellaneous books.

Of course Yan Fugui knew that, but what he was thinking was that if he could exchange for things this time, wouldn't the books at home be able to continue to be exchanged for things in the future?

Therefore, this time he only brought a few unimportant books to try.

"Well, I still have some at home, why don't I just grab a few books?"

Yan Fugui said casually, but Yang Xiaotao complained in his heart, I believe you are a ghost!

"I still have a few textbooks from the past few years at home. If not, I'll get them for you."

Seeing that Yang Xiaotao remained silent, Yan Fugui began to ask.

"No, these books are enough for me to read for two or three days."

No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat.

Even if it is a useless miscellaneous book, reading it once will still give you about ten credits, which is enough to buy half a catty of pork.

"For these books, I will give you half a pound of leeks and a pound of tomatoes."

"Don't expect anything fish!"

"If it works, let's change it. If it doesn't work, let's stop talking!"

Yang Xiaotao said calmly, although he didn't get fish in exchange, it was good to get leeks and tomatoes.

Besides, he has many books at home.

"Okay, I'll change it!"

Yan Fugui said happily, Yang Xiaotao stood up and put the book away.

Yan Fugui held the leeks and tomatoes in his arms, opened the door and left with a polite word.

As I walked out of the room, I said with disdain in my heart, "I'm really stupid for reading!"

"How many shabby books can be used as food?"

In the middle courtyard, several people were shocked when they saw the vegetables in Yan Fugui's arms.

"Am I right? Did this little beast give it to you?"

Jia Zhang opened her mouth wide and tried to widen her triangular eyes.

Yi Zhonghai on the side clenched his fists and gritted his teeth with hatred in his heart, "Why can't this kid just hold on?"

The eldest mother looked at it calmly, "This child is not without emotion."

After hearing this, Yi Zhonghai replied, "That's only for a few people."

When Jia Zhang heard this, she rolled her eyes and walked home.

In the Jia family, Jia Dongxu saw that the third uncle was getting something, and he was thinking about how to defeat the autumn wind.

Qin Huairu also saw what was in the third uncle's arms. She was also pregnant. Although her family was better than the third uncle's family, it was not much.

Moreover, there is a mother-in-law with a big belly at home. She eats most of the delicious food, and her husband also eats the rest, leaving not much for her and the children.

Now, she had no money left in her stomach. Looking at Yang Xiaotao's life, except that she didn't get married and start a business, the rest of her life was much better than that of the Jia family.

Now he has a yard where he can grow vegetables, fish, and eat every day to make his mouth water. More importantly, Yang Xiaotao is already a second-level fitter, and her man is still a first-level worker.

The treatment is quite different.

Just as he was feeling a little regretful, the door opened and Mrs. Jia Zhang ran in excitedly.

As soon as he came in, he stared at Qin Huairu, which made Qin Huairu feel a little uncomfortable.

"Huairu, come here, Mom wants to tell you something!"

Mrs. Jia Zhang showed a kind expression, but Qin Huairu shuddered, knowing that the old woman must have had bad intentions again.

"Mom, tell me. I'm listening."

After hearing this, Mrs. Jia Zhang pointed to the north without covering up.

"You have also seen Yan Fugui."

"This old boy can get things. You have lived in his house for two months and you have worked hard, how can you get a fish?"

Jia Zhang opened her mouth and said it in front of Jia Dongxu, showing no mercy to Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu's face instantly turned red, and her ears felt hot.

Jia Dongxu on the side looked away, "Yes, wife."

"I still get paid for working for people."

"If you go and ask for a fish, that will give him an advantage."

Qin Huairu felt even more uncomfortable after hearing this.

Nothing really happened between her and Yang Xiaotao.

Seeing Qin Huairu's reluctance, Mrs. Jia Zhang's face immediately turned cold.

"Qin Huairu, don't think we are begging you. If our Jia family can ask you to be our wife, just laugh."

"Now that you can't even ask for a fish, what else can you do for the Jia family?"

"If it weren't for the child in your belly and your rural household registration, I would have asked Dongxu to divorce you long ago."

"Don't be ungrateful?"

Qin Huairu's eyes were red, she put her hand on her belly, lowered her head and whispered, "Mom, stop talking, I'm going now."

But there was sadness in my heart, "My child, you must be a son."

Qin Huairu didn't calm down and walked towards Yang Xiaotao's courtyard with a pair of red eyes.

Jia Zhang and Jia Dongxu were both lying on the window, squinting their eyes hard until Qin Huairu could no longer be seen.

Qin Huairu came outside the courtyard with a depressed expression. She didn't know how to speak after meeting.

Yang Xiaotao hasn't said a word to her since they got married that day.

She also tried to ease her relationship with Yang Xiaotao, so that she could treat her as before, listen to her words and let her control her.

But every time she wanted to say hello, Yang Xiaotao would either ignore her or not look at her, treating her as nothing.

She, Qin Huairu, is not temperless. Since Yang Xiaotao doesn't look at him, then she really should never have any contact with him.

But Yang Xiaotao's life is getting better and better. In just over half a year, he has become a second-level fitter, and his family life is also prosperous. Compared with the Jia family, one is prosperous and the other is ordinary.

Seeing the vegetables and fruits in the yard, especially the cucumbers hanging on the shelves, the green color made her taste buds feel sweet saliva. The black fish in the fish tank kept swimming on its back, and she couldn't help but touch its belly. The child inside There was a fuss.

Resisting the temptation in her heart, Qin Huairu walked on the road outside the yard and walked to the door.

Ta-ta

Fingers tapping on the door.

Yang Xiaotao picked up the rice plate on the table and saved the uneaten food for dinner. Before he could wash the dishes, he heard a knock on the door.

"These guys came so fast."

Yan Fugui took the leeks from here, and he knew that people in the courtyard would definitely come looking for him.

"I just don't know who it is."

Yang Xiaotao walked to the window and took a look from the side.

"Qin Huairu?"

Seeing that figure, he immediately gave up the idea of ​​opening the door.

Although this white lotus has not yet bloomed, it is still a kind-hearted person.

What's more, he has finally lost contact with the Jia family, so how can he be involved again?

"who?"

Yang Xiaotao sat down at the table and asked coldly.

When he heard Yang Xiaotao's voice outside the door, Qin Huairu immediately lowered his head with a weak voice.

"Xiao Tao, it's me!"

"roll!"

After the words fell, the answer was a cold word "Roll".

At this moment, all the thoughts in Qin Huairu's heart disappeared, and the words in her heart were blocked and panicked.

However, Qin Huairu, as the future White Lotus, even though she has not yet mastered it, her inner temperament allows her to recover quickly.

The sad voice sounded again, "Xiao Tao, I know you blame me, I don't blame you."

"I'm sorry for you, but I also have my own reasons."

"I'm a country boy. I came here without any relatives. I still have my parents and brothers at home who need my care."

"When I wanted to be with you, didn't that hurt you?"

"Xiao Tao, I am doing this for your own good."

"Now your life has simply changed. My sister is very happy when she sees it. She feels happy for Uncle Yang."

Qin Huairu's voice came through the door, her tone was gentle, she was like a big sister who thinks about others.

If this were the Yang Xiaotao of the past, he would definitely be deeply moved by this performance.

Unfortunately, the former Yang Xiaotao died.

The only person alive is Yang Xiaotao, who has seen through her.

"roll!"

Just when Qin Huairu thought Yang Xiaotao heard what she said, there was another cold rolling sound from the door.

Compared to before, there were no emotional fluctuations.

There was no excitement, no anger, just plainness.

But it was this kind of plainness that made Qin Huairu feel despair.

She knew that she had completely lost her place in Yang Xiaotao's heart.

Even the qualification to hate is gone.

Ignore, blatantly ignore.

Qin Huairu left in a daze. On the way, she met Sha Zhu who was returning from buying fish.

However, Shazhu didn't buy the fish. He went out and came back empty-handed. He felt uncomfortable when he saw Qin Huairu coming up to talk.

"Sister Qin, where are you going?"

Silly Zhu asked happily, but Qin Huairu ignored him at all and walked quickly home with red eyes.

Silly Zhu was left in a daze behind, not knowing what he was thinking.