Siheyuan: I'm Shazhu's Neighbor

If a person has no long-term worries, he must have immediate worries!

In the cold winter, the stick stem is like the crooked-necked tree in the yard. Although it is still alive, it is stagnant and cannot bear fruit, even if it is used to cut firewood.

The fire bed can’t even burn!

Useless!

The key is that he still causes trouble all the time, has no intention of repenting at all, and eats alone! He is clearly right in front of his eyes, but there is nothing he can do.

Mrs. Zhang looked at her daughter-in-law in front of her with some annoyance. Her heart had long been drained away, and the only ties left in this family were two losers.

As for her?

I wish she would disappear immediately.

Why can’t we repent despite all the earnest persuasion?

"Huairu, tell me the conditions. How can we completely repent?" Zhang is also a veteran of the world. Although the journey along the way has not been easy, she also understands Qin Huairu's mental journey.

Unless she feels desperate, she may completely lose confidence.

But looking at Xu Dongqing, it is obvious that he just sprinkled two small coins to set up a game, and Qin Huairu could not stop putting it in his pocket.

How is this possible?

Her own free labor can become a stepping stone for others if she is not careful. Mrs. Zhang would not be able to swallow this sigh of relief, if possible.

She really wanted to have a good talk with Xu Dongqing.

What can I do?

Xu Dongqing ignores him at all. Even if he is a good guy, he treats him as a transparent person and will not show any mercy at all.

If she is dissatisfied, Ms. Zhang is reluctant to part with the ten yuan she gets every month. The key is her attitude, which is far worse than that of Silly Zhu, who always has a condescending attitude.

The feeling of giving.

This is the most unacceptable to her.

Qin Huairu raised her head and glanced at Ms. Zhang. She was worried now. Isn't it too late? You can take care of yourself for the rest of your life, but for the rest of her life.

But there really is no successor.

Qin Huairu sees this very clearly, and the stick figure never changes despite repeated admonitions. If she is given a little hope, she will not completely fall in love with Xu Dongqing.

Hey!

"Mother-in-law, what are you talking about? I'll take care of your pension, but you see that Banggian is really uneducated." Qin Huairu glanced at Banggian, who had eaten a whole beggar's chicken and left only the bones.
Still burping!

He randomly touched a handful of greasy snot on his body, opened the door curtain, and ran out directly. It seemed that this home was a refuge for him.

Where is the warmth at all!

Mrs. Zhang followed Qin Huairu's gaze, looked at the chicken bones on the ground, and shook her head helplessly: "Why are you still dealing with me, an old man, on this matter?"

How could Mrs. Zhang not know that Banggeng is useless? It’s just that she doesn’t want to believe it. She wants to believe that Banggeng will get better, but Qin Huairu may not be able to wait for that day.

At this time, Qin Jingru suddenly opened the door and opened the heavy curtain. Looking at the aura in the room, something seemed wrong and she wanted to leave.

The steps can be as good as taking root.

She stared at the chicken bones on the edge of the stove and curled her mouth. This family must be too stingy. Even a beggar chicken didn't ask her to come over and taste it.

How much can she eat by herself?

As for that?

Still avoiding her to eat, he glanced at Xu Dongqing's house outside the door with disappointment. The kitchen was no less stocked with good things than hers.

How can you be so stingy when you don’t lack enough food at home?

"Jingru, what's wrong?" Qin Huairu stood up holding Xiaohuaihua, and with a look, asked her to hold Xiaodang and leave the house, into the dark room.

I can’t bear to turn on the light!

How could she light up the lights in the room so early when she could barely see the needle? As for Ms. Zhang, she was speechless and wanted to speak.

But I was still choked.

No matter how much you talk, it is better to take actual actions. To let Qin Huairu see the hope of family life, do you want to take out your coffin book and let Qin Huairu master it?

There is so much reluctance in my heart.

Almost a thousand yuan. In this era, there are really few people richer than her, except for old capitalists and former landlords.

The weather is cold and the wind is blowing black.

The snowflakes fell in the yard, making a rustling sound.

"It's so cold."

Qin Jingru was jumping to her feet. She was in a hurry when she came and didn't prepare any thick clothes. The key is that her family didn't have enough fabric to make her new clothes.

The socks in the shoes exposed my toes, and I was reluctant to buy a pair. My family was poor! I had no choice but to sew with silk thread at night when I went to bed.

Keep wearing it!

Three years left, another three years, another three years of mending!

This is the real life under the Imperial City. Of course, except for the courtyard and the children, most people really have the best need to fill their stomachs.

"Cousin, your old woman is too stingy. She even hides and eats a beggar's chicken. How much can I eat from you?" Qin Jingru said dissatisfied.

What about the relationship between relatives?

There is a good person like Xu Dongqing, but if she is not introduced, a matchmaker comes to her door, and it turns out to be a bastard like Li Dali. Doesn't she have any responsibilities as a relative?

Does she really look terrible?

She in her green years.

He is also exactly eighteen years old, and a flower at the entrance of the village is not an exaggeration. Although he is not as good as Qin Huairu back then, he is still about the same.

If Qin Huairu scored 90 points, then she could also score 85 points.

Qin Huairu looked at her cousin in front of her, who was still aggrieved about the beggar chicken, and shook her head with a wry smile: "Don't worry, in fact I didn't eat either, it was just the little brat Banggeng who ate it all by himself.

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If you say this, who will believe it?

Anyway, Qin Jingru didn't want to believe it. With a suspicious expression, she pulled Xiao Dang'er and walked directly towards Xu Dongqing's house. The Jia family couldn't even bear to burn more coal.

That is to say, the temperature is a little higher than the temperature outside, but Xu Dongqing's house is still warm, especially the fire kang, which is like a burning fire.

Not to mention sitting on it, even standing on the edge made her feel warm.

Through the window!

Mrs. Zhang watched Qin Jingru running toward Xu Dongqing's house with Xiao Dang'er in her arms, and secretly cursed: "You little girl will freeze to death. Is it so cold in this weather?"

And Qin Huairu.

"He is really a loser. He has brought trouble to Jia Dongxu. Now if he wants to find a new home, it is best to kill Xu Dongqing. Then, maybe she can take advantage of it?"

Snowflakes are flying outside.

But the empty room, without the stick stalks, the pretty widow and the two losers, was indeed a little deserted. Mrs. Zhang was leaning on the edge of the briquette stove.

Stretch out your palms and bake the sparks that pop up alone.

The dim room was like a hell, swallowing up all the light. Only some sparks illuminated Zhang's pale face.

Rubbing the palms of your hands.

She muttered for a long time! But the feeling of powerlessness that there was nothing she could do came to her heart! She knew that she had to take action, or let Banggeng understand the dangers of the world and that no one would tolerate him.