People in the courtyard: starting from the canteen director

Qin Huairu didn't want to, staring at the He family at night, sneaking in whenever he found an opportunity.

He looked like he couldn't wait to hug his thigh.

Chapter 488 Definitely Can't Indulge This Little Widow! [From the novel group 9 *8 0 '2 0 "5 8; 5 6 ([-]) 】

Looking at Qin Huairu, He Daqing smiled.

under the lights.

This little widow is still pretty.

The face is more slightly baby fat.

Very tasty.

Although I stayed in the workshop for many years.

However, the skin is well maintained.

It looks like white porcelain.

This face value is too capable.

He Daqing also felt that it was a pity.

He likes this one.

If it had been ten years earlier.

Taking advantage of Qin Huairu's absence from entering the city.

Surely this beautiful girl must be cut off in advance?

Isn't Qin Huairu fragrant in one hand?

Although, in the TV series, Qin Huairu has many faults and thieves, she is a scheming suspect like a vampire.

However, she has no problem being a wife.

Anyway, I am old Hetou, and I am not a good person.

And marrying a wife is not marrying a moral model.

It doesn't matter that much.

It is enough to be loyal to your husband, treat your children well, and be diligent and capable at home.

He Daqing thinks so.

If I had married Qin Huairu back then, there would have been nothing wrong with Xiao Jia, and there would have been no sticks,

As the male host, he must be able to hold the scene.

Qin Huairu will not be tossing around.

It's a pity, good luck tricks people.

Ding Qiunan's appearance is slightly higher than Qin Huairu's, but he is too thin.

He Daqing always thought so.

Xiaodang and Huaihua, these little white-eyed wolves.

Dry and skinny women are not blessed.

It seems that when the time comes, we have to find a way to make Ding Qiunan more mellow.

Only in this way can she be worthy of being the factory director's wife.

Be the hostess of the He Group.

Putting these messy thoughts behind, He Daqing laughed and said,

"It's quite simple to solve this matter."

"Even, I don't need Uncle He to come forward."

Qin Huairu raised his head and asked, "Uncle, what are you talking about?"

"what should I do?"

He Daqing said, "Are you stupid?"

"Xiao Qin, you think too much.

"You are in the workshop, at least you have a few sisters who play well."

"When the time comes, you tell them."

"Little Huaihua recognizes her uncle as her godfather."

"Besides, our two families live next door."

"Sooner or later the news will reach your workshop director."

"She still dares to embarrass you?"

Qin Huairu's eyes lit up.

Good guy!I've been a little confused lately.

such a simple thing.

I can't even figure it out.

Aunt Huang is not stupid.

Knowing that Qin Huairu and Deputy Factory Manager He are neighbors and relatives, who would dare to stroke the tiger's beard.

The superficial face must be given.

Qin Huairu said, "That's it."

"I'll tell them when I get back."

"There is no impenetrable wall in the world."

"It's probably only half a day."

"Director Huang will hear about it."

"I really want to see if she will be embarrassed by then."

"of course."

"Uncle He, you should take care of me more."

"Recently, I found that you don't want to talk to me very much."

"People are so sad."

He Daqing was happy.

And you said it wasn't here to corrupt the cadres?

Just your show.

No normal man can stand it.

Why don't you rush to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?

It's a pity, Uncle He, I'm not interested in being a licking dog.

Certainly not used to this little widow.

He Daqing deliberately said, "All right, all right."

"If you have something to say, just say it."

"Uncle will let you figure it out."

Qin Huairu was very unhappy.

What do you mean?

Is there anyone so reluctant?

It seems that the benefits are not enough.

Qin Huairu pricked up his ears and listened.

Cousin Qin Jingru had already gone to the next door, and now there was a snap, as if she had pulled a rope to turn off the light.

Old-fashioned lamps, not kerosene lamps, are those lights whose switch is a thin string. If you pull it accidentally, the string will break.

She glanced at the clock on the wall again.

Well, it's past 11 o'clock.

It's time to work.

The neighbors in the courtyard basically fell asleep.

In the current 60s, everyone has no entertainment, and their work and rest are still very regular.

Unlike young people in later generations, they watch short videos at night, play games, listen to music, browse shopping platforms and so on. The more they play on their mobile phones, the more energetic they become.

Qin Huairu had a plan in mind.

Suddenly his face was painful, and he fell into He Daqing's arms.

Said, "Ouch, I suddenly have a headache."

"Vertigo."

"Uncle, help me into the back room and sit down."

"I'll rest for a while, maybe I'll be fine." He Daqing watched her perform.

Xin said, Xiao Qin, did you graduate from Chinese opera?The acting seems to be fine.

It's like this for a while, and it's like that for a while.

If it weren't for Uncle He, he would be an old Jianghu.

I am used to the wind and waves.

I almost believed it.

Of course, it's still early.

Anyway, Ding Qiunan hasn't come yet.

Just hit a time difference.

Just play with her.

He Daqing pretended to be distressed, and said, "Ah, how could this happen."

"It must be that you go to work and take care of your baby again."

"Too hard."

"Nervous breakdown."

"Come, come, uncle will help you."

"Let's talk in the house."

While speaking, He Daqing stretched out his big hand and put it on Qin Huairu's waist.

before midnight.

Only then did Qin Huairu quietly go home.

He Daqing was lying on the kang.

Smoking comfortably.

Now smoking a cigarette, happy like a fairy.

At the same time, he communicated with the system and started the routine lottery draw again.

The system prompts, "Drip! Congratulations to the host for winning the lottery! You have won a thousand pairs of pork kidneys!"

He Daqing was speechless.

Good guy!What's wrong with the system.