Siheyuan: Lou Xiaoe's rear-end at the beginning

Chapter 162 [Jia Dongxu is dying]

"Don't go!"

Xu Damao didn't plan to go to the street to do it, and the report would at most make those bastards pay some medical expenses.

He wanted these bastards to pay a heavy price, otherwise the beating would be for nothing.

Yi Zhonghai wanted to say something else at first, but after seeing the strange eyes of the people around him, he could only leave the backyard in despair.

Xu Damao sat on the ground alone for a while before he recovered.

This group of bastards are more ruthless than that bastard Sha Zhu!
But this group of people still don't know how powerful Xu Damao is, and Sha Zhu is already in prison for being so difficult to deal with. The group who provoked him will not end well.

"Yan Bugui, help me move the furniture into the room, and this half bottle of wine will be given to you."

Xu Damao was originally not planning to use the compound.

But now there is no way, he hurts all over from the beating, and there is no way to move so much furniture into the room by himself.

Yan Bugui showed a sly smile: "There are so many furniture, just give me half a bottle of wine."

Obviously...Yan Bugui was very reluctant to make this deal.

"Forget it if you don't want it, I'll go find someone else." Xu Damao said.

"You can't find anyone to help you."

Yan Bugui turned his head and left with his hands behind his back.

He is greedy for money, but more importantly, calculating.

The wine that Xu Damao gave him was not very good, it was only half a bottle.

How can this kind of business be done?
"There's still half a bottle here, so forget it."

Xu Damao's teeth itch with anger, but he also knows that no one is willing to participate in his affairs except Yan Bugui.

This old bastard Liu Haizhong is not greedy for money, he only wants to be an official. If he almost beat him up today, he will definitely not help him.

Yi Zhonghai is a blood-sucking ghost, whoever gets it will be unlucky!

Now the old women in the compound are saying behind their backs that Jia Dongxu and Shazhu are unlucky because they got involved with Yi Zhonghai.

He sees it too!

Even if that old thing wanted to help him, he would not be willing.

"This half bottle is fine!"

Yan Bugui chuckled.

Two and a half bottles of wine to help Xu Damao move furniture... It's not a bad thing.

"You wait for me, I'll ask my boss to come and help you."

Xu Damao was also speechless to Yan Bugui, this Yan Laoxi even plotted against his own son.

But he has no opinion!
Yan Jiefang is young and strong, and it is better to move furniture for him than the old man Yan Bugui.

……

After a while, Yan Jiefang came to the backyard with a look of resentment.

I don't know what Yan Bugui said, but after he came, Yan Jiefang started to help Xu Damao move the furniture into the house.

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The past few days should be the most relaxing period for Liu Jiacheng after he came to this world.

I go to the classroom to study after waking up every day, and I have enough time to discuss with other people after class.

The most important thing... Lou Xiao'e returned to her natal family, which made him have no worries at all.

"Liu Jiacheng, are you there?"

"I'm coming!"

"Let's go and eat together."

Standing at the door was a tall, thin, middle-aged man in his fifties who wore glasses.

The man's name was Li Zhanchun, and he was a sixth-level engineer Liu Jiacheng met during his studies at the ministry.

Yes!

This man is even more powerful than his master Zhao Tiezhu.

Although Li Zhanchun is a sixth-level engineer, he is humble, and he got along very well when he first communicated with Liu Jiacheng.

You can't see any airs on Li Zhanchun's body!
"Liu Jiacheng, tell me about that blacksmith."

"I really didn't expect you to be able to complete the test questions of the eighth-level blacksmith, what a monster."

Although Li Zhanchun is a sixth-level engineer, he still admires Liu Jiacheng very much.

It is outrageous for an eighth-level fitter to be able to repair the rolling mill. The courage to dismantle the rolling mill alone is something that many domestic engineers do not have.

Today he was even more shocked when he heard that Liu Jiacheng was able to complete the examination questions for the eighth-level blacksmith!
Liu Jiacheng rolled his eyes: "Wang Peng told you."

"Don't blame him either!"

"This kind of extremely glorious thing needs to be vigorously publicized, but you are still hiding it."

"You don't know how pompous Wang Peng was when he said it, saying 'Our Red Star Rolling Mill'..."

The two walked and chatted.

Li Zhanchun told Liu Jiacheng a lot of knowledge about engineers, while Liu Jiacheng taught Li Zhanchun the skills of fitters and blacksmiths.

Although the age difference between the two was more than 20 years old, it did not hinder their communication.

After studying during this period of time, Liu Jiacheng found that it was getting more and more difficult.

Two days before I came up, I was talking about the structure and principle of the rolling mill, and now I have started to get on the locomotive.

He always felt that Master Zhao Tiezhu knew some inside information, but it was not easy to inquire about it!
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"I can not eat."

Now Jia Dongxu was lying on the bed extremely haggard.

Even the green vegetables that Qin Huairu specially improved his life today had no appetite.

Mrs. Jia Zhang took a sip and said, "It's delicious! Dongxu, do you have a fever?"

"Not hot!"

Qin Huairu touched it and said lightly.

Maybe Jia Zhang doesn't know why, but Qin Huairu knows it very well.

Jia Dongxu... Maybe he really won't live long!
She decided to keep this matter a secret, but she didn't intend to tell it.

I can't say it until I die!

"Qin Huairu, help me take the quilt away, I want to lie down." Jia Dongxu said weakly.

"You wait."

Qin Huairu first put Sophora japonica on the bed, and then stuffed two mouthfuls of steamed buns into his mouth before helping Jia Dongxu to lie down.

Jia Dongxu would definitely have started cursing before this happened, but now he doesn't have the strength to scold Qin Huairu anymore.

As soon as Qin Huairu helped Jia Dongxu to lie down, a stench came out from Jia Dongxu's crotch.

Needless to say!
It must be Jia Dongxu pulling his pants again.

Qin Huairu didn't care about the nausea anymore, she hurriedly took off Jia Dongxu's cotton trousers and cleaned them up, she was worried that Jia Dongxu's body would be covered in feces and urine when it was late, and she would have to be even more busy then.

"vomit--"

The stench was so bad that Qin Huairu vomited out all the cornbread that he had just eaten.

Qin Huairu can't wait for Jia Dongxu to die immediately, not to mention one less burden in the family, and she can be relieved immediately.

"Qin Huairu, you will help Dongxu clean up first before eating."

Jia Zhang didn't care about Qin Huairu, but felt sorry for Wotou.

As soon as he ate one, he spit it out, and Qin Huairu, a prodigal woman, wasted a cornbread like this.

Qin Huairu was almost speechless!

And let her eat after cleaning up Jia Dongxu's feces?
She is not a half fairy who can pinch and count, so how does she know when Jia Dongxu shits and pees.

Could it be that Jia Dongxu has been holding back and she hasn't eaten?
"Dongxu, are you feeling unwell?"

Jia Zhang also saw that something was wrong with Jia Dongxu.

In the past, Jia Dongxu could eat three or four corn breads and two or three bowls of porridge for dinner every night, but today he didn't eat anything.

"Mom, I'm fine."

Jia Dongxu didn't even bother to answer now, he just wanted to sleep now.

Jia Zhang originally wanted to take Jia Dongxu to the clinic to have a look.

But when he thought about spending money, and even being cheated by those quack doctors, Jia Zhang gave up this idea.

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(End of this chapter)