Siheyuan: from Divorce

The eyes of the two little guys suddenly lit up, took the toffee and put it in their mouths, and ate them happily.

Of course, adhering to the family style of Yigai, no one said thank you.

Xu Damao was unhappy and secretly called two white-eyed wolves. He knew earlier that he should have thrown only one and continued to create class conflicts.

"Xiaodang, Huaihua, is your mother at home?"

Xiaodang shook his head: "Mom sent my brother to school, now only grandma is at home."

Very good, this is what I want!

Xu Damao quickly went back to the house and took ten catties of stick noodles. He went straight to Qin Huairu's house and knocked on the door. Mrs. Jia Zhang, who was wearing reading glasses and sewing the soles of his shoes, was stunned for a moment when he saw Xu Damao: "Xu Damao? What are you doing here?"

Xu Damao asked knowingly, "Is Qin Huairu at home?"

Jia Zhang's face sank, and he said vigilantly, "What's the matter with you looking for her?"

This old woman has a very dark mind, and everyone thinks that the other party is coveting his daughter-in-law, but she is counting on Qin Huairu's old age, and it is absolutely impossible for Qin Huairu to get along with other men, otherwise her ex-husband's mother will not have a foothold place.

Even a decent person like the uncle would be suspected by her for sending some fine noodles, and she laughed secretly for a long time.

Xu Damao didn't talk nonsense, and put the ten jins of stick noodles on the table. Jia Zhang took a closer look, the vigilance and rigidity on his face were gone, replaced by kind eyes.

"Oh, Da Mao, what are you doing?"

This guy is a typical snobby. In the original book, silly Zhu was asked to pay an extra three yuan a month to settle it directly. To put it bluntly, it was for his own interests. He immediately agreed to the matter with Qin Huairu without charging the money.

"Didn't I borrow Qin Huairu five yuan a few days ago, but now I have a lot of money, and the total amount of interest is six yuan. These ten pounds of stick noodles should be regarded as a thank you gift."

Xu Damao slapped the six dollars on the table, Jia Zhang's eyes straightened, and he swallowed involuntarily.

"Oh, you're welcome! I'll tell her when Huairu comes back."

The folds of Jia Zhangshi's chubby face were blooming, and he wanted to grab the money and put it in his arms with his fat hands.

Xu Damao held down the six yuan, and when facing Jia Zhangshi's blank stare, he spread his hands: "Where's the IOU?"

"Look at my brain, wait a minute, I'll get it for you."

Jia Zhang hurriedly smiled, turned around and went through the boxes and cabinets with skills that did not match his age. Finally, he found the IOU in the small iron box where Qin Huairu had hidden important items and handed it to Xu Damao.

"Well, it's confirmed."

Xu Damao casually put it next to the fire and burned it, and generously pushed the six yuan in front of Jia Zhangshi, and Jia Zhangshi's soy eyes narrowed.

"Sure, tell Qin Huairu when the time comes."

After he finished speaking, he turned to leave, Jia Zhang shi warmly helped him lift the curtain, and his tone was flattering.

With a meaningful smile on Xu Damao's face, he said in his heart that you can't help it.

Jia Zhang still has a big problem, which is her addiction to painkillers. She used to have some minor illnesses and disasters in her old age. In order to save money, she has been buying painkillers. , but couldn't help spending money to buy it.

Up to now, Qin Huairu spends almost all of the three yuan that Qin Huairu pays for her filial piety every month to buy painkillers.

In this era, the limitation and lack of research on painkillers have resulted in many patients who are dependent on painkillers.

Its severity is not inferior to that of those who smoked big cigarettes before liberation.

Xu Damao has counted the days. When he was young, the factory paid out wages once, and now there are five or six days before the next wage payment. It is precisely at this time that Jia Zhang's family is the most difficult, and he hopes Qin Huairu to hurry up every moment Pay wages.

Now that Xu Damao sent a huge sum of six yuan to her, how could Jia Zhang's hold back.

Sure enough, in less than five minutes, Jia Zhang sneaked straight to the hospital.

Half an hour later, Xu Damao successfully got the receipt for Jia Zhang's prescription on the trash can in the corner of the hospital, and couldn't help but smack his tongue for a while: "I underestimated this old goddess, and directly prescribed the medicine for six yuan."

Originally, his plan was to repay Qin Huairu's calculation and ask Jia Zhang to spend a few more dollars to add some trouble to their mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationship.

Unexpectedly, Jia Zhang's family was so rude, and directly pocketed [-] yuan. If this is another three yuan from Qin Huairu's filial piety next month, when the incident happens, it will be a good show.

This bill had to be kept, in case Jia Zhangshi would bite back and take it into the space, so he took his bicycle to the rolling mill without any hassle.

I just arrived at the Propaganda Section when the staff in the Confidential Room shouted, "Xu Damao, the factory manager just called and asked you to come over!"

"understood!"

Xu Damao put the bag on the desk, came outside the factory director's office, and knocked on the door.

"Come in!"

To his surprise, He Yuzhu was also there.

"You came at the right time, take a while to pack up the projector equipment, and go to the leader's house with me. He Yuzhu, Xu Damao, leave with me in ten minutes." Director Yang instructed briefly.

Xu Damao's heart moved, most of the time he was going to see the big leader.

This big leader is He Yuzhu's future nobleman, a rare wise man and a guide in the whole film. Even after stepping down, he has a huge energy to rescue Lou Xiaoe's family.

He can't repeat the mistakes of his predecessors and miss such an opportunity.

After packing up, He Yuzhu and Xu Damao got into the special car of Director Yang, and soon came to a heavily guarded military compound. Couldn't help but keep quiet.

Soon, the jeep stopped and came to the residence of the big leader. There was a tall and thin man with glasses waiting here early.

"Secretary Chen, let me introduce to you, projectionist Xu Damao, chef He Yuzhu!" Director Yang also respected Secretary Chen, after all, the prime minister is a third-rank official in front of the door.

Secretary Chen was taciturn, nodded and said, "You, go to the reception room to prepare the projection equipment, go to the kitchen to prepare, and prepare meals during the screening."