Siheyuan: I'm a fool, I'm not a dog licker!

This sentence was meant with good intentions, and it was also directed towards the two widows of the Jia family.

As long as Mrs. Jia Zhang bows her head and admits her mistake, this matter will be over.

If the deaf old lady is really pursued, those thirty kilograms of food stamps are no joke.

Who would have known that when Jia Zhang heard what the elder said, she was like a powder keg being lit:

"Master, what are you talking about?

What does it mean that our cute guy did something wrong?

What did he do wrong?

The thirty kilograms of food stamps were given to my eldest grandson.

It was clear that those two bitches had wronged him and bullied us orphans and widowed mothers. There was no one in charge.

You actually want to rob our family of thirty catties of food stamps?

Is there any room for reasoning in this yard?"

The old man was speechless.

At this moment, Qin Huairu's thoughts were rattling:

Thirty pounds of food stamps.

This is thirty kilograms of food stamps.

Although the deaf old lady is the ancestor of the courtyard, she is the Dinghai Shenzhen.

However, she has no children after all, so if something happens, there may not be anyone to help her.

The most important thing is that she is very aware of how difficult her mother-in-law is.

A man alone cannot defeat his mother-in-law.

The second uncle is a real official fan, and he often eats eggs with him, so he will definitely not stand up for the deaf old lady.

As for the third uncle, he is just watching the fun and doesn't think it's a big deal.

If what was lost were food stamps from He Yuzhu's family, he might come forward.

As for the deaf old lady...

Oh, he will only watch the excitement.

Not to mention, it is really possible to get these thirty kilograms of food stamps.

Therefore, Qin Huairu was very smart and chose to remain silent.

"Jia Zhang, what's wrong?

Do you still want to take food from my old lady’s hands?”

The deaf old lady was no longer deaf now and looked at Jia Zhang with squinted eyes.

"Old lady, what you said is wrong.

How dare I pick food from your hands?

Mainly, these thirty kilograms of food stamps are what I gave to my eldest grandson.

Even if you are an old lady in the courtyard, you still have to be reasonable, right?"

Normally, Jia Zhang wouldn't dare to mess with the deaf old lady like this, mainly because she couldn't do it.

But now, with thirty kilograms of food stamps in hand, she felt that if she worked hard, she might get it.

Anyway, no one saw his eldest grandson taking food stamps from the old lady.

As long as she bites the food stamps to death, they will be given to her eldest grandson, and there is really nothing anyone else can do.

"Sure, you are awesome!"

The old deaf lady placed her crutches on the ground a little harder and looked at Jia Zhang with cold eyes:

"Since you want to say that, then my old lady will settle the score for your family today!"

Xu Damao was very discerning and moved a chair to the old lady and asked her to sit down.

The old lady was not polite, she sat directly on the chair and looked at the uncle:

"Master, you are the master of this courtyard, and you are also an eighth-level fitter in the steel rolling mill.

Can you tell me how much money Qin Huairu earns in a month and how many tickets he receives?"

When Qin Huairu heard this, her heart skipped a beat, knowing that something bad was going to happen.

She knows what is going on in her own family.

If the old lady really settles her family's accounts today, she probably won't be able to borrow a dime in the yard from now on.

"Old lady, you are the ancestor of the courtyard, this matter is our fault.

You really shouldn't worry about some messy things.

Let's do this, no matter who owns the thirty kilograms of food stamps, treat it as if Banggeng stole it from you, don't you think so?

We returned the food stamps to you."

Qin Huairu finally spoke. Her face was ugly and the smile on her face was very forced.

When the deaf old lady heard this, her face became even more ugly.

Before she could speak, He Yuzhu spoke first:

"Sister Qin, please don't. The old lady is very old and cannot take advantage of the younger generation.

Grandma, are you right?"

The deaf old lady felt better after hearing that her eldest grandson stood up for her.

"Yes, although my old lady is alone, she has lived a pure life.

When the time comes, I don’t want to ruin my reputation.”

"Pa"

Qin Huairu felt that there seemed to be a hand that slapped her face hard.

"Hey, if you don't say that you are the ancestor of this courtyard, you are sensible."

He Yuzhu said with a smile, then turned to look at the uncle:

"Master, you are the master of this courtyard.

You consider the reputation of this courtyard, and we all understand your thoughts.

But, do you think you can still get past this BangGeng thing?

Xiaojun and Xiaolingxi are both still young.

If you fail to follow the example, then you and Auntie will really have no place to cry."

It has to be said that He Yuzhu's knife accurately penetrated the heart of the uncle.

What Mr. Yi pays most attention to right now is Xiaojun and Lingxi.

For their education, that is the top priority.

When it comes to the pension issues for himself and his wife, he doesn't dare to be vague at all.

Now after hearing He Yuzhu's words, any thought of protecting the Jia family disappeared immediately.

After He Yuzhu said this, he looked at Jia Zhang who was sitting on the ground:

"Aunt Jia, don't cry here either.

Now is a new society. If there is anything that cannot be solved in the hospital, there is also a police station.

You may not know that when police stations arrest people, they have a new technology called fingerprint identification:

No matter what it is, as long as someone touches it, their fingerprints will be left on it.

Since those food stamps belong to your family, they must have your or Sister Qin's fingerprints on them.

This thing is easy to handle. Just take the food stamps to the police station and let the technician check it. Isn't it OK?

When the time comes, the old lady will really blackmail you for your thirty kilograms of food stamps.

Just hand it over to the police station and do whatever you want.

I, He Yuzhu, will give you thirty kilograms of food stamps alone to apologize to your Jia family.

Of course, if there are no fingerprints of you or Sister Qin on the food stamps.

Then hand the stick to the police station and do whatever you want.

The old lady is kind and will probably not let your Jia family give out thirty kilograms of food stamps alone again, so she apologizes.

How do you feel?"

After what He Yuzhu said, not to mention Aunt Jia, everyone in the courtyard was confused.

fingerprint?

Is there still such a thing?

Aunt Jia began to beat her heart, not knowing whether what He Yuzhu said was true or false.

When He Yuzhu saw everyone's half-believing and half-disbelieving eyes, a smile appeared on his face again:

"Daughter-in-law, go to our house and get a new food stamp, your hand polish, candles and iodine."

Although Lou Xiao'e didn't know why, she still went to the house and took out these three things.

"Daughter-in-law, rub some oil on your hands. Remember, just a little bit will do it."

He Yuzhu said this to Lou Xiao'e. Although Lou Xiao'e didn't know why, she still did it.

Lou Xiao'e smeared a layer of hand oil on her hands, and then gently grabbed a handful of food stamps.

Then, He Yuzhu lit a candle, poured iodine into a glass cup and baked it.

Everyone was watching attentively, wondering what kind of medicine He Yuzhu was selling in the gourd.

When the iodine wine emitted purple gas, he put the food stamps that Lou Xiao'e had touched on top of the purple gas and smoked it.

Soon, several clear fingerprints appeared on the food stamp.

"Yes, yes, really yes."

"Oh, it's so amazing!"

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