Siheyuan: I Actually Crossed Into A Stick

"Thank you Uncle He!" Jia Geng thanked with a smile.

"Small matter!" He Yuzhu didn't take it seriously, and then asked, "How did your box get here?"

"I moved here!"

"I don't believe it. You must have asked someone to bring it here on a cart, and you too. Don't ask someone to help you carry it into the house."

"Oh, by the way, Uncle He, what about you leaving work early yesterday afternoon?"

"Go away, don't ask so many questions about adults!"

...

Just walked into the courtyard.

The third mother saw Sha Zhu carrying a big box and asked, "Si Zhu, what are you carrying on your shoulder?"

"Where's the sewing machine?" He Yuzhu said with a smile.

"Ah? What are you buying the sewing machine for? Do you know how to use it?" The third mother said amusedly.

He Yuzhu smiled and said, "It's not mine, it's Qin Huairu's."

"Ah? Isn't Qin Huairu's sewing machine sold?"

"This is a new one, bought by a stick."

"A stick? Where did he get so much money to buy it? It costs 119 yuan, not including the price of the ticket."

The third mom was surprised and looked at Jia Geng who was following him.

"Three moms! Hello!" Jia Geng greeted with a smile.

They are all people in the yard, basic respect is still required!

"This kid is amazing. He set up more than ten rabbits and sold them for money!" He Yuzhu explained.

The third mother was surprised again, opened her mouth wide, and asked, "More than ten rabbits?"

"What more than a dozen rabbits?" The third uncle had just returned to the courtyard after school, when he heard his wife talking about rabbits.

"Old Yan, I caught more than a dozen rabbits, sold them for money, and then..."

The third mother saw that the head of the house had returned, and she just explained a few words before seeing his gloomy face.

"What's the matter, old Yan, is it because Yan Jiefang's family doesn't want to lose money?"

"Yeah! I'm only willing to pay fifty cents, and I'm so mad!" The third master felt pain in his heart when he thought of this.

"Hmph. It's not your fault."

"You! Oh, don't talk about it! What you said just now is for money, and then?"

...

Jia Geng followed behind He Yuzhu and had just entered the courtyard.

I saw my mother washing clothes.

"Son, you're back!" Seeing He Yuzhu carrying a big box, Qin Huairu asked casually, "Silly Zhu, how did the factory deal with what happened yesterday afternoon?"

"Write a review!" He Yuzhu said casually.

"Mom, pay attention to your address!" Jia Geng looked at his mother and reminded.

"Yes, yes, look at me, I'm talking again. It's called Zhuzi!" Qin Huairu quickly changed his address, and then asked suspiciously, "Huh? Zhuzi, what are you carrying?"

"Sister Qin, you don't know what's in your house?" He Yuzhu said, then laughed.

In fact, he doesn't care what Shazhu is called now, but when everyone calls him Shazhu, someone calls him Zhuzi, which shows that he is respected by others, and he is quite happy in his heart.

"My house? What's in my house?" Qin Huairu frowned and looked at He Yuzhu in confusion.

"Hahaha!" He Yuzhu laughed loudly and walked towards Jia Geng's house.

"Hey, you made it clear!" Qin Huairu walked over and asked.

"Ask your son!"

Qin Huairu turned her head to look at her son, and asked, "Say it!"

"Mom, I have a surprise for you!" Jia Geng laughed and walked into the house holding his mother's hand.

"Brother, you are back!"

"elder brother."

The two younger sisters Xiaodang and Huaihua rushed over happily when they saw Jia Geng.

"Xiaodang, Sophora japonica!" Jia Geng touched the heads of the two younger sisters, and then saw Jia Zhang making buns, and shouted, "Grandma."

"My dear grandson, you are back! There will be food soon!" Jia Zhang said.

"Yeah." Jia Geng nodded.

"Ah! This, is this a sewing machine?" Qin Huairu exclaimed when she saw the words on the box.

"I've finished the transporting task. I'll go back and cook first. The rain is probably coming back soon!" He Yuzhu said.

Qin Huairu stopped him and asked, "Wait, Zhuzi, you made it clear!"

"Mom, look, here is the receipt!" Jia Geng handed the receipt to his mother at this time.

Qin Huairu frowned and took it over for a look, and was immediately stunned: "125 yuan, a sewing machine? Stick stems, can't you buy them?"

"Well, I got more than ten rabbits today, sold them for money, and bought them!" Jia Geng said with a smile.

"You, you are too wasteful, no, go back and return." Qin Huairu was completely shocked by his son's spending money.

125 yuan, my salary for more than four months, how much food can I buy.

"Xiao Qin, how can I return this, you pay the money and deliver the goods!" The third mother said.

"That's right!" The third master also nodded, and then said: "125 is not enough, and the ticket price must be counted."

After the third master and the third mother knew that the Qin family had bought a sewing machine, they were curious to watch the excitement.

At this time, Qin Huairu's family bought a new sewing machine, and the news quickly spread to every household in the courtyard house as if it had grown wings.

More and more people came to watch the excitement.

"Bang, tell me, how much did you spend on sewing air tickets?" Qin Huairu asked immediately.

"22 yuan!" Jia Geng had no choice but to tell the truth.

"You, oh!" Qin Huairu sighed.

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