Siheyuan: I'm Shazhu's Neighbor

Blooming flowers!

The groom’s joyful mood is understandable.

But other people in the courtyard didn't look at it that way, especially the sultry little eyes, which made the few uncles who were watching from the windows feel itchy with hatred.

"Xu Damao's salary is even worse than Xu Dongqing's. I haven't heard that he has any other income, so how can he be willing to spend money?" Yan Bugui didn't understand.

Seeing that he usually budgets carefully, he is reluctant to waste any money.

A proper iron cock.

"This time for a girl from the countryside to spend such a huge amount of money on a film, it is absolutely extraordinary." He hid in the bangs in the room and swallowed.

As for Liu Guangtian, they are eager to replace them one by one. They are not young at all, but there is no way to rely on Liu Haizhong.

Everything can only be done by themselves....

The gap between people seems to be gradually widening, and they feel uncomfortable in their hearts.

If we say that the father-in-law and his wife, who lived the most nourishing life in childhood, are definitely the envy of everyone in the courtyard, except for the problem of having no offspring to support them in old age.

The salary of the first uncle is the only one among the courtyard houses.

.....

"Why don't we treat my cousin to some?" Qin Jingru requested hesitantly.

Xu Damao frowned even more. Looking at Qin Jingru's expression, this little girl is still kind-hearted. How can she help this family of white-eyed wolves?

In the future, not only will he not provide assistance, but he will also cut off the relationship, making Qin Jingru completely disappointed in their family, which is in line with Xu Damao's expectations. After all, Qin Huairu's family knows a lot about his embarrassing things over the years.

Ahem~

"Next time. We didn't buy much this time." Xu Damao showed the bag in his hand, which was enough for two meals at most.

Qin Jingru hesitated for a moment.

Nodding: "Yeah, I'll listen to you."

Qin Jingru actually doesn't have any special intentions. She just follows the tradition of the older generation and listens to the men in everything.

After Xu Damao returned to the house with Qin Jingru in his arms, when he turned back, he glanced at the pretty widow. He originally wanted to say a few words, but in the end he swallowed it.

No more words.

This Qin Huairu is not as scheming as Qin Jingru. His previous hints at the steel rolling mill did not take much advantage.

I’m not in a hurry at all!

If there is a chance, he would also like to have a friendly match with the Pretty Widow.

When the time comes, I will just throw some things out casually and watch Qin Huairu beg for mercy in front of me! It is not impossible.

Of course, the premise is that the Jia family and Xu Dongqing completely fall out and never interact with each other until they die.

.....

Mrs. Zhang was lying on the edge of the window, gritting her teeth with hatred and saying: "Huairu, your cousin is so heartless. She doesn't want to stay in her hometown, but we took her in, and now she doesn't even say hello.

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Cold nature!

But it surprised Zhang.

Looking back at Qin Huairu, he was sitting on the chair, sulking, and saw that Mrs. Zhang had not cooked a meal all morning.

Over the years, she has been really pampered. Qin Huairu has been taking care of her. Now, if she is asked to cook a meal, it is not only unpalatable, but also slow.

BangGeng curled his little mouth, covered his stomach, rolled on the ground, and turned a blind eye.

"Mother-in-law, can you cook faster? It's been more than an hour, why is it still not ready?" Qin Huairu felt unhappy and showed a hint of embarrassment.

This mother-in-law couldn’t have done it on purpose.

Ahem~

Zhang's tears of grievance were about to fall. Didn't there not be many things at home? She glanced around the kitchen.

All that is left is an empty space.

Hey.

Qin Huairu couldn't wait any longer and walked directly into the kitchen. After opening the door curtain, she looked at the kitchen that was filled with vegetables a few days ago. At this moment, it was empty.

Eyes condensed!

In the past few days, Ms. Zhang has been cooking all the time, and she is too lazy to help in the kitchen. But in just a few days, why is the dish gone?

"Where's the food?"

Qin Huairu asked uneasily.

"What kind of food?" Ms. Zhang asked deliberately. Even if Qin Huairu beat her to death, she would not admit that she sold a whole house of vegetables.

Haha~

Qin Huairu sneered.

"Mother-in-law, why are you still pretending to be stupid now?"

At the moment, Qin Huairu doesn't know how to talk to Mrs. Zhang. She brought all these from Xu Dongqing's house, just waiting to eat something good during the half month of the Chinese New Year.

But now it is empty.

Ahem!

"Qin Huairu, why don't I understand what you are talking about? Haven't you been eating these days? You have finished eating it a long time ago." Mrs. Zhang quickly argued.

Qin Huairu grasped the door frame tightly.

He walked out of the kitchen without saying anything more. I was afraid that I couldn't help but give this old woman a hammer. As an old man, how could I deceive her like this?

"Mom, I'm hungry." Little Sophora japonica stretched out her little hands and grabbed something in the air in a panic.

Qin Huairu's eyes were red and tears were falling down. As for Mrs. Zhang, she didn't dare to come out, for fear that Qin Huairu would cause trouble. How could she have expected that Liu Lan would come over?

If Liu Lan didn't live in the courtyard, wouldn't the things in Xu Dongqing's house belong to her? They'd been left there for such a long time.

Everything is broken!

What to do?

"Huairu, go to Xu Dongqing's house and get some food back. The child has to eat." Madam Zhang opened the door curtain and quickly directed.

It’s as if Qin Huairu has never heard of it.

Through the window, I saw the curtains covering Xu Dongqing's house. What else could I do besides doing those things? Besides, wouldn't it be embarrassing to come to the door on my own initiative?

Maybe Xu Dongqing won’t say anything?

But for Liu Lan, it’s not that simple. I still don’t know how to arrange her behind the scenes?

"Where are I talking to you?" Mrs. Zhang said to herself.

"You go ahead." Qin Huairu snorted coldly, hugged the little Sophora japonica, Xiaodang, and called Banggan.

"Let's go to a restaurant today."

"Okay." Bangge got up from the ground and opened the door curtain in a hurry. Zhang still wanted to follow.

"Wait for me?"

Mrs. Zhang said anxiously.

"Go back and get me all the food from the kitchen. Let's sit together and eat. Otherwise, you will starve to death." Qin Huairu's voice was loud.

It seemed that he was deeply afraid that other people in the courtyard would not know. He said this deliberately, which shocked Mr. Zhang.

"Qin Huairu, how dare you talk to me like this?" Zhang accused angrily.

"If you love me, let's live it. If you don't love me, if I go back to my hometown with my children and find such a wicked mother-in-law like you, I will be in trouble for eight lifetimes." Qin Huairu snorted coldly.

Onlookers were lying by the windows, pointing enthusiastically.

"What did Mr. Zhang do to anger Qin Huairu again? This girl is getting more and more lacking in discipline. How can she talk to Aunt Zhang like this?" the first uncle said angrily.

Open the door curtain.

Looking into Qin Huairu's eyes as cold as frost.