Siheyuan: I'm Shazhu's Neighbor

Li Huaide was deceived by himself. Sorry

I could have left in a calm way, but if I had to play tricks and abandon You Fengxia, who would I know that I would be the last to be abandoned?

It's too late to regret.

Evening sunset.

Extraordinarily beautiful.

Inside the courtyard, dust was flying.

Silly Zhu stood on the steps, looking at the figure at the door, and looked at the guy in front of him with some dissatisfaction.

"Huairu, why don't you come out and meet me?"

After all, Bangge couldn't bear the hunger anymore, so he staged a confession of guilt with a cane tied around his body, his upper body was naked, and he looked repentant. As the saying goes, dogs can't change their eating shit.

There is a bright look in his eyes.

How can we reassure Silly Zhu?

Hey.

"I won't go out."

"It's sad to see him, so you'd better drive him away."

Qin Huairu, who was standing by the window sill, just glanced at it and returned to the kitchen to get busy.

Much more disappointed.

Gradually, there is no longer any hope.

"I was wrong."

Bangge yelled heartbreakingly, but apart from making the people around him laugh, few people really wanted to believe him. After all, there were too many lessons learned from the past.

They are all numb.

Instead of believing in stick jokes again.

It's better to find a rope and hang yourself in Meishan. 怐

....

"Let's go."

Xu Damao looked at the stick's back, and it seemed as if he could see the barbs of the rattan, scratching his back.

"I won't leave."

Banggan looked helplessly inside the house. Now he could only let Qin Huairu lower his head. This was his only way out. He had been wandering outside for half a year, always picking up garbage.

I originally thought it would take less than half a month.

Qin Huairu will let him go back. 搐

Naihe.

After all, he climbed the ladder.

If you think too well, the final result can only be a complete failure.

When Shazhu heard the busy sounds in the kitchen, he simply ignored it. After all, he was just an outsider. If he had too much control, there might be gaps. Besides, he didn't want to see Banggeng come back.

Causing trouble?

Only Jia Zhang in the house still wants to fight for it, but now she can only lie on the bed and barely survive. How can she have the ability to take care of Bangge again.

"You choose your own path, mother-in-law, you'd better say less." 搐

I heard cursing in the house.

Qin Huairu walked to the bedroom.

The people in the room looked at her and said.

"You!"

She wanted to say a few more words, but when she saw Qin Huairu's cold eyes, Jia Zhang chose to remain silent. She just felt that her blood was blocked and she slowly closed her eyes.

Under night.

It’s deserted outside the house.怐

Only Banggan was carrying the cane alone, thinking about how to make Qin Huairu change his mind.

Inside the house.

Very lively.

Xiao Dan also found an honest man, who was five years older than her. He was a worker in a coal mine, and his income was not low. He had put his life on the right track. Are you still discussing where to go on vacation?

It can be said to be two extremes.

"Xu Damao, do you think my cousin really doesn't follow BangGeng?"

Qin Jingru felt a little conflicted. If it were her, she probably wouldn't give up the stick. 搐

"Why bother?"

"People are basically useless. Even if they just find a restaurant to wash dishes, they can support themselves. But look at what he does, pick up garbage and eat it." Xu Damao looked out the window with disdain.

Obviously he wants to force Qin Huairu to bow his head.

It's a pity that I made the wrong calculation.

How could Qin Huairu bow his head so easily?

Everything seems a little funny.

Stayed up all night. 怐

The next day.

Qin Huairu got up early, glanced at Jia Zhang in the room, and still breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe it was because of the awesome incident last night and she didn't want to say anything more to Qin Huairu.

Deliberately turning sideways.

With his back to Qin Huairu.

Nothing is missing now.

Even though Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui had obtained their houses, they originally thought that Qin Huairu would let Banggeng come back, but it was a miscalculation after all. Qin Huairu didn't mention this at all.

Do you really want to leave it to Xiaodan and Xiaohuahua?

Haven't you heard of this?

"A married daughter is water thrown away?"

There is more to life than meets the eye.

There are also poems and distance.

How could Qin Huairu not know about Jia Zhang's thoughts? But she still couldn't let go, just to leave a place for herself, even if the wealth of the entire family fell into Banggan's hands.

He will be just like the prodigal son in the play.

Slowly losing its luster.

Isn't the saddest thing in life not that the people are still there but the money is gone?

When the time comes, she will be left alone and helpless, who can she count on?

Shazhu’s mercy?

That’s it.

Silly Zhu now feels more like living together with her, which she understands. Silly Zhu has a clear background and is just barely maintaining harmony. It is really time for the mountains and rivers to run out.

Silly Zhu went back in despair.

What about her?

In the end, it’s not like making a wedding dress for no reason.

Instead of this.

It would be better not to give in the first place.

When I leave, it's not too late to pass on the good news. Even if the family fortune is ruined by then, it will have nothing to do with her. She has done her best and can't control it.

Qin Huairu was about to leave when the door closed.

Jia Zhang seemed to have figured it out, staring at Qin Huairu with her big eyes looking back: "Are you really not going to let BangGeng go home?"

"Go home!" 搐

"Does he still have a family?"

Qin Huairu asked rhetorically.

Poof.

Mrs. Jia Zhang seemed unable to accept Qin Huairu's answer, and finally lay down helplessly, taking a mouthful of blood without spitting it out, because she didn't want Qin Huairu to see it.

Guilt!

I guess she won’t.

Jia Zhang has a clear heart in her heart. Among the people Qin Huairu probably hates the most in her life, she ranks first. For so many years, she has hardly played any good role. 怐

On the contrary, it has been holding Qin Huairu back.

Now it has almost reached the stage where humans and gods are disgusted.

It’s better not to ask for trouble.

"Is he still there?"

Silly Zhu looked at Banggan kneeling outside the window, and the trace of kindness in his heart was not extinguished in the end.

"He will leave."

As if looking at an insignificant clown, Qin Huairu opened the door curtain and washed clothes by the pool, staring at Qin Huairu with bright eyes. 怐

It seems that you can forgive me again.

"I have done countless wrong things over the years. Please forgive me." Banggeng's voice trembled slightly.

It seems to be really getting better.

It's a pity that Banggeng's true expression of his feelings seems to be just a performance in Qin Huairu's eyes.

"What are you doing back here?"

Qin Huairu gave a faint glance.

"I want a family."楐

Banggan lowered his head, not daring to look into Qin Huairu's eyes, as if those sharp eyes could see through his heart at a glance.

Haha.

"Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"If you really want to come back, why should I stop you, but the premise is that you find a job first so that you can support yourself. You are obviously in good shape, why do you live like a ghost?"

Qin Huairu's words hurt Banggan deeply.

He didn't know how to answer.

Could it be that he wants to live and die and no longer want to wander outside? If this is really the case, Qin Huairu will definitely not let him come back, but he said that he should change. 搐

Where is the persuasiveness?

He himself doesn’t believe it.

Not to mention the people in the yard.

Each of his playful looks was like watching a joke, and everyone knew what he was thinking.

"I want to go home."

The bumpy Banggeng lowered his head, not daring to look at anyone.

"Then when you know how to stand up and speak, come here and talk to me again." Qin Huairu continued washing clothes without raising her head.

Me?

What else do you want to say?

But when he saw Qin Huairu's cold eyes, he could only shut up completely. Some things were said too much, but in fact they didn't mean much. Qin Huairu had always wanted him to be self-reliant.

However, his spine was broken.

All I ever think about is how to be dominant and domineering. How can I think about other things?

Now there is actually only one way in front of him. When can he support himself? After Qin Huairu sees hope, maybe he can come back.

Bangge left in despair.搐

Under night.

The figure looked a little desolate. Jia Zhang in the room tried her best to get up, took a look, and could only sigh helplessly.

Thoughts about Qin Huairu.

She also understands.

I just can’t agree with it.

No matter how much evil Bangge has done, he is still her grandson, how can he be so indifferent?

However, Qin Huairu is in charge now. 怐

She is just an old woman who is about to die. Even if she wants to make Qin Huairu look back, there is no possibility.

"Why are you so cruel?"

Muttering to himself.

Mrs. Jia Zhang slowly returned to the bedroom on crutches, feeling resentful towards Silly Zhu in her heart.

This guy is probably really hoping that Bangge doesn’t come back.

Xu Damao watched the stickman leave in a playful manner.

"Do you think Banggeng will come back?" Qin Jingru asked with some confusion.

"Come back."

Xu Damao looked at Qin Jingru in surprise. When did he become soft-hearted? Did he forget how Jia Zhang treated him in the past? He just regarded her as a burden.

After no benefit.

No one is allowed in even through the door.

It can only be said that Qin Jingru got some opportunities later and established herself in the street office, and then she had her current life.

The situation is not bad.

But it doesn’t mean that he is so arrogant.

"Don't think about them."

"This is actually everyone's acquiescence, that is, not to let the stick figure come back." Xu Damao's eyes were a little deep.

Could it be that Qin Huairu didn’t want to?

Even if it’s a bowl of rice.

Why doesn’t she do it?

In fact, there is not only the dissatisfaction of Shazhu, but also the dissatisfaction of Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui. If Qin Huairu hadn't driven away the stick, the two uncles would not have given the house to her directly.

But it has been under test.搐

Sticky stalks are like a source of trouble.

He's always making trouble out of nothing, and he's also a bad gambler.

No one dares to bet.

As for what happens next?

They dare not say?

After all, when people are gone, everything is empty.

But if Banggeng stays at home all the time, will they all have to endure Banggeng's misbehavior? 搐

Dream on.

It's just that Xu Damao doesn't want to break up with Qin Jingru.

After all, this girl is still a little naive.

...

The lonely stickman walked out of the courtyard and threw the cane in the trash can. His eyes were a little dull. This was a different kind of adulting.

Hey.

"Bangjie, you have been kicked out. The trick is not working." Mr. Niu saw Banggeng continuing to rummage through the trash can with a disdainful expression. Do you really think everyone is blind? <

/p>

The method is really vulgar.

"Master Niu, I want to find a job, otherwise, I will be a waste in their eyes." Bangge murmured to himself, watching Master Niu drinking a drink with a duck leg in his hand.
Damn, this old man is really good at living.

"Want to eat?"

Mr. Niu casually threw the remaining half of the duck leg on the ground.

Regardless of the ridicule of the people around him, Banggeng quickly picked it up and blew away the dust on it. He ate it with gusto. He hadn't eaten all day and night. Here is a duck leg.

What kind of bicycle do you want?

"This man is hopeless."

The people watching the excitement looked at the sticks without any dignity at all.

Shaking his head in disappointment.

"Why do you think this stick is such a waste? Wasn't Qin Huairu too spoiled when she was young?" The people around looked at her curiously.

"Doting?"

Yan Bugui glanced disdainfully.

"It's Jia Zhang's fault. He has been used to lawlessness since he was a child. Qin Huairu took over from Jia Dongxu and went to work almost every day. How could he have time to care about him?"

"He grew up as a thief, and when he grew up, he was also a street kid. There was nothing he didn't dare to do, but he just kept doing nothing on the right path."

Yan Bugui took a sip of old wine in despair.

He sighed helplessly.

"Mr. Jia Zhang, her original name is not Zhang Xiaohua. Why haven't I seen her recently? Has she left?" One of the old men was a little curious.

"Live well."

"It's just that I'm just waiting for death now. I just lie at home on weekdays. If I don't go out and walk around, maybe I have to face people like us in silence." Yan Bugui's eyes shone with shrewdness.

No more calculations all the time. 搐

"Same."

"This Qin Huairu is also suffering. What the hell is going on in this stall? Jia Zhang is mean, Jia Dongxu left early, and the remaining sticks are so useless."

...

The stickie outside the house seemed not to have heard anything. Perhaps he had been used to it for a long time. He did not even refute, but just walked away silently.

Helpless?

Not necessarily.

He walked the road step by step. 搐

No one urged him, even Qin Huairu, hadn't she always relied on her connections to keep him working hard in life?

But he doesn't take long to do anything.

...

Silent night.

When Yan Bugui was a little drunk, he slowly said goodbye to everyone. On the way back, a black figure suddenly appeared in the shadows, holding a sack in his hand.

Strap him up directly.

He looks like he will never stop fighting. 搐

Yan Bugui woke up instantly, especially because his body smelled like a trash can, and he immediately thought of the limping man.

Damn it, this is just revenge.

Didn’t anyone else say it too?

Why are you looking for his trouble alone?

"Banggen, aren't you afraid of being arrested?"

Yan Bugui yelled quickly, Banggeng paused for a moment, pondered for a moment, and decided to teach Yan Bugui a lesson, if they didn't blow wind in Qin Huairu's ears.

Then he wouldn't have fallen to where he is now. 搐