Siheyuan: I'm Shazhu's Neighbor

Are there any parents like this?

Instead of trying to persuade me, I feel sorry for that broken feather duster. How much is it worth? Are the lives of their two brothers so worthless?

If parents are unkind, don’t blame their children for being unfilial.

Liu Guangtian looked like a bachelor, but he felt all kinds of grievances in his heart and had nowhere to express them.

Big winter~

It's freezing cold!

Thinking about how he could meet such a family if he knew nothing, at this moment, he had the idea of ​​​​escape.

"What are you doing standing around here? Come and eat quickly." Liu Haizhong tapped the edge of the bowl with his chopsticks.

It's a bit like the general order in ancient opera~

Liu Guangtian got up quickly. If he had eaten late, he might have had another meal with a feather duster. Pickles, rice porridge, and steamed buns. He wanted to have a bite of scrambled eggs.

Knocked off by a pair of chopsticks.

"If you want to eat, you can buy it with your own money." Liu Haizhong smiled contemptuously. In his eyes, relying on your children to support your old age is a complete waste of money. It is better to save some money and live a small life of your own.

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The wind and snow have stopped and the sun has come out!

Xu Dongqing lazily raised her head. Sister Lan next to her had already gotten out of bed and started busy at the edge of the stove. The snow outside the house had also been cleared away.

Virtuous~

This seems to be a characteristic of the era.

As long as the stomach is full, there does not seem to be too much demand. There is food at home, money on hand, and no panic. As for doing housework, sweeping the snow in front of the door.

These seem to be the general things that should be done.

"When you wake up, get up quickly, wash your face, and sit down to eat." Sister Lan looked back at Xu Dongqing's exposed half of her body and rolled her eyes.

"My young master no longer has eight-pack abs."

Xu Dongqing's face is covered with black lines. This girl is exposing his scars. She used to work in a steel rolling mill and did manual labor for several years.

It’s impossible not to develop a body full of tendons.

It's been different recently. I eat and drink every day. Now I can still see the prototype, which is pretty good. I feel inexplicably useless. Could it be that I spent two hours last night?

It’s hard to satisfy Sister Lan’s heart.

It shouldn’t be!

I shook off the distracting thoughts in my mind, poured hot water on my face, and looked out the window. Although it wasn't snowing anymore, I could still feel the north wind blowing.

Cold!

The pretty widow stood outside at the faucet, amidst the clouds of steam, her charming eyes and oval-shaped face, and she turned her head and glanced at Xu Dongqing who was standing at the door as if she had a tacit understanding.

What is: charming eyes~

She is indeed charming!

Sister Lan reminded: "Hurry up and eat."

Yes!

Sitting at the table, I simply ate steamed buns with fried shredded potatoes. The spiciness was strong, perfect for rice!

"Dongqing, why do you think Qin Huairu is doing laundry every day? Every time I come to the courtyard, I never see her resting." Sister Lan didn't understand.

"Get used to it."

Xu Dongqing didn't bother to think about the reason. This was Qin Huairu's own business. What could he, an outsider, worry about? What's more, there were three young children and one old man in the family, who didn't count on this pretty widow.

Sometimes, Xu Dongqing wonders if the Jia family will die without the pretty widow. All the vampires in the family are lying on the pretty widow.

The pretty widow can only find a way to suck other people's blood to support her family's bottomless pit.

A bit like: the law of the jungle!

Borrowing chickens to lay eggs?

Or the dove occupies the magpie's nest!

It depends on the direction of the evolution of things. Don’t look at the fact that the pretty widow is now like a little daughter-in-law, serving Xu Dongqing with all her heart. If one day the pretty widow’s needs cannot be met.

Kicked away!

This is all expected. Why in the original work, Silly Zhu was kicked out of his house and froze to death under a freezing bridge pier?

It’s not that he has no use value. The little white-eyed wolves in that litter think that he is a useless person who eats dry food. Instead of wasting the food at home, it is better to drive him away. Anyway, he has completed his mission!

Xu Dongqing doesn’t want to make the same mistake again!

He glanced warily at the pretty widow who was washing clothes. If he didn't have two children, there would be no way for him to devote himself to the pretty widow.

At most, it is just a normal aid. The safest way is to keep the financial power in your own hands. From the corner of your eye, you see Silly Zhu in the middle courtyard wearing greasy clothes, walking staggeringly to the pretty widow.

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"Sister Qin, I'm doing laundry." Silly Zhu exhaled a breath of hot breath and rubbed the coldness on his hands.

The greasy clothes are still covered with patches. I have worn a cotton-padded jacket for five or six years and I can’t bear to change it and buy a new one.

Maybe it was because the Qiao Widow’s family had drained the family’s money, so now they don’t even have money to buy a new dress. Or maybe it was borrowed by others.

Borrow and never repay~

It is not uncommon for people to say that they borrowed the courtyard house, but in fact, after a while, they found excuses and then forgot about it until the next time they remembered to ask for it.

One sentence: Forgot.

Let it go.

"Silly Zhu, it's such a cold day. Go back inside quickly. It's so cold to stay outside."

Qin Huairu looked at Sha Zhu shaking his feet in the cold and putting his hands in his pockets. A trace of disdain flashed in his eyes. Maybe he had indeed gotten some benefits from Sha Zhu before.

But it’s also limited.

His salary is only thirty-five and eighty yuan. In addition to his usual expenses, he also has to take care of his sister He Yuyu. What about himself? He also has a social life. Divided into one round, the miserable performance is just something he picked out from Silly Zhu's body.

Five dollars.

That is to say, the lunch box I usually take home from the steel rolling mill still smells like meat.

Compared to Xu Dongqing, it was far behind. A month of scattered support was equivalent to half a year of support. This is why she was willing to wash the feet of the living bandit at night.

Get the money!

She looked at her belly and wondered if she should put it on her schedule and take advantage of the opportunity to have one or two children, not just for the sake of her hard work, but for the sake of having two more children.

The living bandit should also give her a lot of benefits.

Silly Zhu looked happy, thinking that the pretty widow cared about him? Knowing that he was cold, she asked him to go back to the house to warm up.

"What's the matter, Sister Qin? Young people are full of energy. They are not cold!"

Qin Huairu smiled.

Na Shazhu looked at the smiling face, rising in the mist, and she actually felt a little bit like a fairy, and her heart beat loudly.

"Go back."

The pretty widow knew that Silly Zhu was a nymphomaniac, but what happened yesterday also woke her up. She couldn't get too close to Silly Zhu. This guy had no brains at all.

He doesn't care about various situations at all, he can just mess around as he pleases. Otherwise, he wouldn't have fled the canteen of the steel rolling mill in embarrassment last night.

It’s not like she was forced. None of the talkative women in the steel rolling mill were easy to get along with. She saw many men greeting her and asked her for help, but she didn’t know how to arrange her behind her back.

Water-based Yanghua!