Sumu wood in the quadrangle welcomes spring

Chapter 151

"Qin Huairu, go talk to him."

Jia Zhang ate a big white steamed bun and suddenly spoke.

Qin Huairu was startled.

"Things are already like this, what's the point of me telling you."

If it was Banggeng who begged her, Qin Huairu's mood and attitude would definitely be different from this moment.

Because Bangge is a child.

You should eat and drink, and if something goes wrong, your mother will take care of it. In Qin Huairu's view, this is only natural.

When the child's father was still alive, Jia Dongxu took charge of everything in the family.

Whether it's a lack of rice or noodles at home, or getting milk powder to supplement your nutrition after giving birth...

Now that Jia Dongxu is gone, the children can only rely on her as their mother.

But you shouldn’t be the only one taking care of your children.

As a grandma, don’t you have any worries?

It's time to eat and drink. After eating a big white steamed bun, my appetite is not lost at all.

Qin Huairu was already feeling uncomfortable, but now that her mother-in-law sounded so confident, Qin Huairu became extremely angry.

He subconsciously retorted.

Jia Zhang was taken aback for a moment.

Since Dongxu left, this was the first time Qin Huairu talked back.

This trend must not be encouraged.

"Oh, Dongxu, come and see, your wife is bullying your mother, how can I live like this..."

Crying once and making trouble at the same time is Jia Zhang's special skill.

An old repertoire.

Qin Huairu has always been manipulated by her like this.

no way.

Qin Huairu is a widow.

The widow has a lot of disputes in front of her. She usually has a bad reputation outside just for the sake of food at home.

It can be said that everything is for the children and the elderly at home.

If my mother-in-law continues to complain, I will really have no excuse.

A fire in the backyard is like taking the fire out of the cauldron.

Qin Huairu's character design of "even if the reputation is not good, he still endures the humiliation for the sake of being a senior and being subordinate to a junior" has to fall apart.

It's worth it.

"Okay, Mom, let's lure everyone from other families here and see how you end it."

"You, even if you don't care about me, don't you care about Banggeng? He is still a child, oh, my poor good grandson..."

Mrs. Jia Zhang adjusted her direction with a cry in her voice.

This is Jia Zhang's second weapon against Qin Huairu.

The concept of favoring boys over girls is very strong these days.

This is especially true for people like Jia Zhang and Qin Huairu who came from the countryside.

Bangge is Qin Huairu's son, the leader.

As the saying goes, raise children to prepare for old age.

Bangge will be the backbone of the Jia family from now on.

When you get old, you still have to count on Bangge to support you in your old age.

"Mom, I'm afraid. I don't want to be taken away by the police."

Banggeng's divine words became the straw that broke Qin Huairu's heart.

"Okay, don't cry. I'm going. Why don't I go?"

Qin Huairu was anxious, with a cry in her voice.

"Banggeng, be good. Mom will find a solution. After you finish eating, take your sister to the house."

I don’t know whether Banggeng was good or not, but he shouted after finishing his last mouthful of food.

After hearing what her mother said, she immediately called Xiaodang and Xiaohuaihua: "Come, follow me into the house and let grandma and mother talk about adult matters."

Xiaodang and Huaihua have always been followers of the eldest brother Banggeng, and since their mother said so, they naturally slipped off the stools and trotted into the house with Banggeng.

"What do you want me to say about this kind of thing?"

When Qin Huairu saw the children had entered the house, she whispered to Jia Zhang.

"I'm an old woman who doesn't understand anything. You can handle it yourself. Anyway, you can't let the police arrest me... He BangGeng, otherwise how can you explain to the dead Dongxu!"

"Then you get me some money, and we'll pay it back to them, and I'll apologize properly, okay?"

Mrs. Jia Zhang was a little moved, but when she thought about having to take out money, she immediately felt her heart aching twice.

His head shook like a rattle.

"I don't have the money, you can find your own way."

"I?"

Qin Huairu was trembling with anger.

"I only get 27 yuan per month. It's not enough for my family to eat and drink. How can I still have money? I won't give you 5 yuan per month..."

Before Qin Huairu could finish speaking, Jia Zhang immediately retorted:
"That's the money I used to buy painkillers. I spent it all and didn't save it."

"The previous family wealth, Dongxu's pension..."

Qin Huairu meant that the family's savings and Dongxu's compensation were all in the hands of Jia Zhang.

There must be some.

At this time, it was time to compensate Su Mu, otherwise she wouldn't be able to make sense if she was asked to do it.

"Qin Huairu, please stop trying to get my coffin book. I'm telling you, if you want to take this opportunity to steal my coffin book, there's no way!"

Jia Zhang's change of face was like the change of the sky.

He even got angry on the contrary.

Qin Huairu burst into tears immediately.

Isn't this forcing her?

The voices of Bangjian, Xiaodang and Huaihua talking in the room reached Qin Huairu's ears.

Qin Huairu wanted to show off, but couldn't bear it.

This time, Jia and Zhang really took advantage of the situation.

If it were just the Jia Zhang family, maybe Qin Huairu would really let go.

But Banggeng is still young, and if he goes to a juvenile detention center, the stigma he will have in this life will be wasted.

How will I find a job in the future, find a wife, start a family and start a business?

Qin Huairu wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with the outside of her two thumbs. She felt the roughness on one side of her fingers and secretly sighed at the bitterness of her life.

After a few years of good times, men are gone.

Now she also has an unreasonable mother-in-law, which makes her feel miserable from time to time.

If it weren't for the fact that I still have three children to raise.

Qin Huairu felt that she would rather go back to the village and suffer the cynicism than suffer here.

Of course, this was just Qin Huairu's silent venting of anger.

If she really wanted to go back, she would never be willing to do so.

Water flows to lower place, man goes to higher position.

When Qin Huairu was able to marry into the city, it was a time when every country in the country was prosperous.

I have worked hard for half my life just for such a city registered residence.

Now that we have urban household registration, our children have also become urban households because of their own inheritance. No matter how hard and tired they are, they cannot go back to the original path.

In that case, the sins of the past ten years would have been in vain.

Qin Huairu stood up angrily and started to clean up the dishes.

For dinner in the evening, the erring mother-in-law ate a half-white steamed bun, Banggan ate a steamed bun and drank a bowl of rice, and Xiaodang and Huaihua were both full.

I am the only one who works hard without complaining, but when things get tough, I can't get a bite to eat. I have an empty stomach and no one cares about me. I have to bend down and bow my head to ask for help later.

Please let my mother-in-law and son go.

I am penniless, and now my family's food supply is almost at the bottom. The whole family is still waiting for the end of the year to pay for the new year's food.

But my mother-in-law didn't get anything.

Su Mu is not He Yuzhu, how can he be so easy to talk to.Even He Yuzhu and Qin Huairu felt that it was impossible for him to be kind.

This is not leftovers, let alone peanuts ordered at 01:30...

You know, you can be sent to jail for only ten yuan, and you might even have to eat iron peanuts.

How much does it cost in terms of pots, pans and bedding?

You must know that even city dwellers can only afford a new top or trousers after saving for a year. Only for their children can they barely make a new set of clothes.

Fabric is in such short supply, plus cotton...how can it be measured by price?

Qin Huairu turned around and was busy. Behind her, Jia Zhang's eyes were a little unbearable, but then they suddenly became tough again.

It is more true to feel sorry for your daughter-in-law than to feel sorry for yourself even more.

If Mrs. Jia Zhang was a pure and kind mother-in-law, she would not have stolen things from Sumu's family in exchange for money notes and went out to improve the food.

At that time, she didn't even have the stick stems or the little locust flowers with her.

"If you can't explain that boy Su Mu, Banggen will have to be arrested by the police... Silly Zhu, how did you deal with it? Didn't Xu Damao also buy you steamed buns..."

"You, what do you mean by this? I am still here for this family. Don't you dislike the dirty steamed buns and won't eat them?"

Qin Huairu's eyes filled with tears again.

Women are made of water, and Qin Huairu looks like she is soaked in water. She can cry easily. It's a pity that there is no man in the room. The selfish old woman will not show mercy to Qin Huairu.

"It's up to you to decide. Anyway, if my sweet grandson is arrested by the police, it will be your problem, and I will never end it with you!"

Jia Zhang said as she walked, and when she said the last word, she had already entered the back room.

Hearing Mrs. Jia Zhang's voice calling grandson and grandma calling her grandma from the back room, Qin Huairu's tears fell down, and two tear stains stained her cheeks instantly.

This time she wiped the tears with her sleeve, but they came out again after wiping them away.

Qin Huairu lowered her head, letting her tears fall, and walked out of the house with the basin filled with dishes and chopsticks.

After cleaning the pots and pans, Qin Huairu returned to the house.

My fingers were numb from the cold, and my palms were a little itchy, obviously from the cold.

In the past, she always washed herself in the house with cold water and some hot water, but this time Qin Huairu was so aggrieved that she left the house as if to vent her anger.

There was no space for her in this home, and the depression in the air almost made her suffocate. She went out to the yard to get some air and abuse herself.

Qin Huairu returned to the house with his front foot, but He Yuzhu pushed the door open and walked out of the room with his back foot.

But the figure in the yard that he missed day and night went back to the house, and he walked out of the yard angrily and walked into the alley.

Stop by to grab a bottle of wine.

He was holding a glass wine bottle in his hand, which was the reason he had found for his 'accidental encounter' with Qin Huairu in the courtyard.

Su Mu, Wang Qun, and Sun Zhiyong reunited after many years. There were many topics to talk about. While chatting and drinking, it was past eight o'clock before they knew it.

"It's getting late. I have to go to work tomorrow. Let's meet up another day."

"Yes, when Lao Gao comes back from work, we will make an appointment to have a drink together."

The three of them made five bottles of Erguotou, and they were only slightly drunk. It looked like Sun Zhiyong was a little too drunk.

Su Mu sent the two of them out of the courtyard.

The winter wind is biting, and there is a corner wind outlet in front of the courtyard door. Standing at the door to see each other off, you can feel the wind blowing around here.

Drunk people are overly enthusiastic.

"Brother Wang, can you please park the car here and drive it again tomorrow when you sober up? Or I can ride it and deliver it to you tomorrow..."

Su Mulian asked Wang Qun several times, but he didn't want to ride this motorcycle.

He was purely worried that Wang Qun was unsafe while driving under the influence.

Just now everyone was sitting in the room and didn't realize it. Now that the swirling wind was blowing and the alcohol was rising, I felt that my speech and logic were a bit confusing.

Wang Qun and Su Mu are in similar situations.

That's why Su Mu asked this question.

Wang Qun was indeed a little drunk.

If it weren't for Su Mu and not at Su Mu's house, Wang Qun would never drink so much with his character.

He was at least [-]% awake for most of the year.

Today I was too happy and chatting too much, so I indulged a little bit.

Now that he is drunk, he has little experience in drunkenness.

Whether it was handled appropriately or not was no longer his concern.

Being so doubted by a younger brother of Su Mu, he couldn't be timid anymore.

Besides, how can a grown man say no?
Wang Qun's mentality at the moment is: the more worried the other party is, the more he wants to prove that he has no problem.

Sun Zhiyong sat in the side bucket and had completely fallen asleep.

His state just now was similar to that of Su Mu and Wang Qun. He was blown away by the wind and sat in the bucket again with his back resting, and he stared in confusion.

In the end, Sumu compromised.

He struggled to stand, swaying as his drunkenness kept rising.

"Brother Wang, please pay attention to your safety and be careful on the road."

Fortunately, Su Mu has traveled here for many years, and many of his past habits have been overwritten.

I almost said, 'Send me a WeChat message when I get home'.

But it did make him feel a little more awake.

At least I can stand upright and go back to the house.

The motorcycle made an exciting turn in the open space in front of the door, which was close to the southern back wall and the steps of Sumu Station. It turned around quickly and drove away quickly with the roar of the accelerator.

The motorcycle turned around very fast just now, and the tires of the sidecar on which Sun Zhiyong was riding were tilted up.

Moreover, the distance between the motorcycle and Su Mu before turning around to adjust the front was only 2 centimeters at most.

It crossed over with a swish and almost missed it.

There's no way to say that Wang Qun's skills were good or that he was too drunk and didn't control himself well.

Anyway, Su Mu was half drunk and didn't feel scared at all.

After the sound of three motorcycles disappeared in the distance, Su Mu staggered back.

It was quiet at night, but luckily no one saw it.

Su Mu's legs and feet walked very steadily, not limping at all.

The alcohol was getting stronger and he had given up trying to stay sober.

Go back to the house and open the door.

Su Mu was still sluggishly thinking about leaving the mess in the house like that and cleaning it up after waking up...

As a result, he stepped into the house holding on to the wall and raised his head.

I saw another figure in the room.

A woman's back appeared in front of Su Mu's eyes.

I'm helping clean up the mess on the table.

The woman heard the noise and turned around.

It’s not who Qin Huairu is.

……

He Yuzhu hummed a little tune and entered the Weeping Flower Gate.

I bought half a catty of Sanbai from the tavern in Beixinqiao, and sat there and drank two ounces.

I chatted with people for a long time and was in a good mood.

When I passed the front yard and entered the hall, I seemed to hear something moving.

He couldn't help but stop and listen, then shook his head and smiled.

There was no suppressed female voice. I guessed it was because I had listened to too many pornographic jokes in the tavern just now.

Besides, even if there was a sound, it should be in the west wing, not the east door of the hall.

There is no one in Chen Dakui's house, so it could still be haunted.

The suppressed sounds of ecstasy that He Yuzhu heard sounded particularly like Sister Qin Huairu, whom he had been thinking about.

How can it be!

He Yuzhu muttered as he walked down the steps to the middle courtyard.

Before returning to his home, he turned around and looked at the west wing.

The lights over there have been darkened, and Sister Qin's family must have gone to bed long ago.

He Yuzhu shook his head again.

Following the sound of the door opening, I returned to the house.

(End of this chapter)