Siheyuan: Eight-Year-Old Orphan! The Jia Family Took Away My Property

Chapter 5 Qin Huairu: You Are The One Who Kills The Husband And Kills The Star! (Please Donate Flowe

Chapter 5 Qin Huairu: You are the life of Kefu and the star of death! (Please donate flowers and collect them)

Middle Court.

The first uncle is Yi Zhonghai's family.

Yi Zhonghai and Aunt Yi had just eaten.

now.

Yi Zhonghai's face was full of spring breeze.

He was drinking tea from a brand new porcelain vat engraved with "The Glory of Labor".

"Finally the hope is over! Lin Ping is finally gone. If this guy doesn't leave, his reputation in the factory will always suppress me!"

"No!"

Aunt Yi quickly answered, her voice filled with joy.

"No, he just left not long ago. Hey, you have gained the attention of the factory director. This brand new big porcelain vat is proof of your honor!"

"low profile!"

Yi Zhonghai looked complacent and pretended to be humble.

As he was talking, he suddenly smelled the aroma of meat.

"The meat is so fragrant...is this braised pork? Whose is it?"

Aunt One also smelled it.

Immediately lie down against the window and wait until you can smell the smell of meat.

The face that was smiling just now suddenly frowned.

"It's actually the Lin Ping family!!!???"

"Lin Ping's eight-year-old son Lin Weiguo? That boy... is cooking braised pork?"

The two's eyes widened instantly.

Lin Ping was a good cook before his death, and they knew this.

Moreover, he taught his son Lin Weiguo before his death.

now.

They are not surprised that Lin Wei knows how to cook braised pork.

What shocked them was that everyone in the courtyard was frugal and could not eat braised pork more than once a year.

You, an orphan, are now eating braised pork?

This contrast.

Why not surprise them!

"I'm afraid this guy is not a prodigal! The factory director just sent me a 500 yuan pension a few days ago!"

Auntie 1 groaned.

Yi Zhonghai shook his head.

"The Lin family's pension is more than 500 yuan!"

"Lin Ping has been working as an eighth-level welder for many years, and his monthly salary is the same as mine, 99 yuan. Over the past few years, my family's savings will probably be at least 500 yuan."

"After calculation, that guy Lin Weiguo has at least 1,000 yuan in his hands!"

Aunt Yi was shocked when she heard this.

"A huge sum of 1,000 yuan? My dear! This is too scary!"

Yi Zhonghai looked regretful.

"This huge sum of 1,000 yuan is really a waste in the hands of this kid! If you can give us some of it, we can find a way to spend it on Silly Zhu. Let him accept our kindness and provide for us in our old age, how great!"

Retirement.

This is the biggest worry for Yi Zhonghai and Aunt Yi now.

In the middle courtyard, Shazhu's house.

Silly Zhu drank some wine and ate peanuts.

While he was reminiscing, he touched Qin Huairu's finger while giving her white-flour steamed buns.

It was an electric feeling.

This woman has a plump figure and good looks, she is my type!

Why!

such a pity!

However, now that Jia Dongxu is dead, I wonder if...

When I was thinking about dirty things.

Suddenly, I smelled the aroma of meat!

Um?

Braised pork?

wrong.

It’s... Dongpo meat! ! !

This is... the Lin family, that guy Lin Weiguo?

Eight-year-old Lin Weiguo eats Dongpo pork at home?

This tastes so authentic!

Even if I am a great cook, I probably wouldn’t be able to cook such authentic Dongpo meat flavor.

Unexpectedly, Lin Ping, a welder, could actually master such skills?

He also taught it to that little brat.

This is the craft.

If Lin Ping had not chosen to be a welder back then, I am afraid that the position of chef in the cafeteria of the steel rolling mill would have been with his tacit approval!

And now eight-year-old Lin Weiguo has such skills.

Tsk tsk!

So scary.

Thinking of this, Shazhu became a little jealous!

Middle courtyard, Jia's house.

There is a plate of white-flour steamed buns and a plate of steamed buns on the table.

The bowls of all five people were filled with wild vegetable soup.

Mrs. Jia Zhang scolded Xiaodang while dividing the white flour steamed buns.

"Your mother asked for three white flour buns from Silly Zhu. They are for our precious grandson. You lose money, how can you get your share!"

After that, I have one for myself and one for my precious grandson.

The remaining one was directly divided into two.

Put half of it in your own bowl, and put half of it into Banggeng's bowl.

Xiaodang could only feel aggrieved and squatted aside with tears.

Qin Huairu, who had a pretty figure next to her, looked at the wild vegetable porridge and steamed buns in the bowl.

Sighed!

I got three white-faced steamed buns from Shazhu before, but they were actually for the three children Banggan, Xiaodang and Xiaohuahua.

None left for myself.

Now it's done, it's all in Banggeng and grandma's bowls.

Even the remaining one, split into two, has no share of Xiaodang and Sophora japonica.

Not to mention myself.

It's so shameless.

Nowadays, whenever the Jia family has some fine food and delicious food, they stick close to them!

He has nothing to do with Xiaodang and Xiaohuaihua.

Qin Huairu sighed again.

I can only put down the sleeping little Sophora japonica. He knelt down and comforted Xiaodang in a low voice.

When Mrs. Jia Zhang heard her daughter-in-law sigh, she became furious.

"What's wrong! Qin Huairu, do you regret marrying into our Jia family?"

Qin Huairu was so frightened that she quickly shook her head.

"Mom, I don't mean that!" Ms. Jia Zhang refused.

"You don't mean that? I think that's what you mean."

"Why are the lives of my Jia family so miserable? It's not because of you, the Sangmen Xingxing."

"Look, you were with that dead guy named Lin in the countryside. Now he died from a work-related injury, leaving an orphan and short-lived ghost who will die sooner or later. Now, you have suppressed my son and let Dongxu get injured at work. You It’s Kev’s fate!”

"The life of my Jia family has just plummeted! All this is caused by you, the Sangmenxing!"

Qin Huairu held Xiaodang in her arms and kept crying while listening to Jia Zhang's curses.

What a day it was!

Just as Jia Zhang was about to continue to curse.

suddenly.

Everyone smelled a strong aroma of meat.

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