Jia's daughter-in-law of Zhen Hanzi's family

Chapter 151
The advantage of having Xiaoqi here is that when you come out, you can bring all the quilts and quilts, even the washbasin and footbasin.

Although Xiaoqi's storage space can't exceed a thousand catties now, the sum of these things is only a hundred catties.

Of course, these are not quilts brought from home, but bought secretly and placed at Xiao Qi's place before.

And Zhen Youqin also knows some things about Xiao Qi, so there is no need to worry about scaring him.

Jia Haohao hummed a ditty, happily folded up the quilts on the bed and put them aside, and asked Xiaoqi to move out all the packed things for herself.

When they went to the restaurant to eat, they first put a chicken leg in the lunch box and put it in the space when they put the lunch box in the satchel. Now it is still hot when they come back, enough for Xiao Qi to eat.

It's a pity that not only they can't get in the storage space, even Xiao Qi can't get in, even the things that Xiao Qi puts away can only be stored in and taken out with Jia Haohao's thoughts.

"Are you still ashamed to complain to me?" After hearing her words, Xiaoqi felt that even the chicken legs were no longer fragrant: "If you have enough levels, you can naturally enter and leave the storage space at will. It's all because you don't work hard."

"Okay, then I will work harder in the future." Jia coaxed him well: "Actually, you are already very good, and I blame my own greed."

Facing the unmotivated, covetous, and lazy Jia Haohao, Xiao Qi was also helpless, turning grief and anger into appetite, and continued to gnaw on his own big chicken leg.

He felt that if Jia Haohao really wanted to work hard, he should go for a walk instead of roasting sweet potatoes over charcoal fire.

At this time, Zhen Youqin found the place after asking several people according to the address on the IOU that Song Zheng insisted on leaving.

A row of low straw and wooden sheds, the door is just blocked by wooden boards.

It was the first time he had seen such a simple dwelling in the provincial capital. The cowsheds in the village were bigger and more sealed than this one.

When he knocked on the wooden door, he saw that a broken iron pot in the middle was directly burning wood for warmth, and there was the smell of roasted sweet potatoes. It's not thick at all, and it's covered with patches, so the original color can't be seen.

Both boys were thin and thin, wearing old padded jackets with cotton exposed.

"Who are you? Who are you looking for?" Song Zheng looked at the man in front of him warily.

Zhen Youqin looked at the vigilant eyes of this young man who was shorter than himself, thinking in his heart, if he hadn't met his wife, would he be similar to him now?
Fortunately, he met his daughter-in-law, and he was used to the good life now, but he couldn't even imagine that he could still live the hard life before.

"I'm Jia Haohao's lover, and I'm here to find you under the entrustment of your grandma..." He handed Dr. Huang's letter to him, and asked friendlyly, "Do you have enough money? Just tell me if it's not enough."

Song Zheng didn't expect to have news of his grandma, so he quickly opened the letter and found that there were a few pieces of one yuan and five yuan in the letter paper. He could imagine how frugal his grandma was to save the twenty or so yuan.

After quickly reading the letter paper, he handed the letter to his younger brother, and finally showed a little smile: "Thank you Brother Zhen, I want to go and see Haohaojie."

After Song Ming read the letter, he was also very anxious: "Is Miss Haohao coming too? Then I will go to see her too."

Zhen Youqin agreed with a smile, and took them out, only to find that there were no street lights here, and he could no longer tell the difference between south, east and north, so he could only tell the road section of the guest house, but followed them to find the guest house.

Zhen Youqin was deeply afraid that something should not appear in the room, and at the same time knocking on the door, he said cautiously: "I brought Song Zheng and the others back."

"Ah? Oh, wait a minute!" Jia quickly put away the quilts on the bed, spread out the quilts in the guest house, and asked Xiao Qi to get some food, and then went to open the door: "It's cold outside, come in quickly." , I was packing my luggage just now, and I made you wait at the door."

He pulled Song Ming again, looked at him with concern and asked, "Are you cured? Why are your hands so cold?"

In Jia Haohao's heart, these two young people are really still children.

Song Ming looked at her with a blushing face and smiled brightly: "I'm fine, I'm not cold at all."

Jia greeted them to sit down, poured them two more cups of brown sugar water, and then smiled and told the story of his encounter with Dr. Huang: "I never thought that there would be such a coincidence in this world, your grandma wrote Do you know who to turn to for help?"

After finishing speaking, he took out five ten-yuan money and stuffed it to Song Zheng: "It is said that poor families are rich, so don't be polite to me. I will lend you this money. I will wait until you earn money yourself. give me back."

Song Zheng took the money she gave him and held it tightly in his hand, looking at her with bright eyes: "Thank you, good sister, grandma wrote in the letter asking us to go to Director Yu in private, and he will Arrange for us to go to the countryside."

Jiahao secretly heaved a sigh of relief. After all, they couldn’t find anyone here to do things. Now that Dr. Huang has arranged for them, they don’t have to worry: “That’s good. As long as you arrive in the town, Secretary Lou will arrange for you to go to Nanshan Dock, we will be able to reunite then."

"Well, when the time comes, sister, if you have anything to do, just tell us..."

Zhen Youqin, who was standing on the side, suddenly had a bad feeling. This Song Zheng was almost 20 years old, and he was not wary of him when he saw his sallow and emaciated face before.

But now when I saw him facing his wife, he was smiling even in his eyes.

What's more damning is that he only now realizes that Song Zheng is a bastard with good-looking facial features, handsome eyebrows, and a high nose. When he laughs, his hands itch a little, and he really wants to deal with him.

He immediately decided that after returning home, he would buy the old house of his second uncle's house and repair it by himself, so that he could live in it immediately when they left.

The previous plan to build a house next to the cowshed was abolished, and the cowshed was too close to my home.

On the contrary, the old house of the second uncle's house is a little far away, lest he often appear in front of his daughter-in-law.

Jia Haohao never expected her man to be so jealous. She chatted with their brothers for almost half an hour, and seeing that they were about to leave, she quickly took the backpack she made and handed it to Song Zheng: "Here are some snacks, you guys Take it and eat it."

Seeing that he refused to answer, and wanted to decline, she put on a pretty face: "No decline, or you will treat me as an outsider."

"Yes, you're welcome." Zhen Youqin didn't want to see them standing together at all, and patted Song Zheng on the shoulder: "Go, I'll take you down, we still have more time to meet in the future!"

Mother, he now regrets that he took them back. When he thinks of the way Song Zheng looks at his wife, he feels terrible.

(End of this chapter)