Siheyuan: I'm Shazhu's Neighbor

That’s easy to say.

He Yuzhu didn't believe it.

Jia and Zhang are a nuisance in the courtyard.

It’s rare to give in.

"We'll see."

"Sister Qin, what do you mean?" What He Yuzhu is most concerned about is what Qin Huairu means. If this person agrees, this life will have a head start.

If you don’t agree.

Then he can only look back.

After Wang Cuihua returned to her hometown, someone kept poking her back. He really didn't want to live this day.

No hope.

Seeing that others have three meals a day, a house full of children and grandchildren, and a wife who warms their meals, he also wants to live such a life. This is not because he made the wrong choice and listened to old man Yi's lies.

Standing in mid-air.

"Knot."

Qin Huairu gritted her teeth and said, seeming to have made a lot of determination.

Actually.

This is simply an unsolvable question.

Either you are determined to live with He Yuzhu and want to hang up. It really seems that in the past, He Yuzhu was obsessed with it, but now he has experienced some feelings.

Single dog.

Who would be willing to do it?

"Really."

He Yuzhu happily hugged Qin Huairu.

"But your mother-in-law."

In an instant, He Yuzhu wilted again.

No way.

This is a Titan-level difficulty. Regardless of Jia Zhang's stooped figure and wrinkles on his face, he is also afraid that this old pious woman will not be able to think about it and will be killed directly in front of her home.

That would be a big deal.

"Don't worry."

"I will convince her."

Hand in hand.

A posture ready to fight, generous and righteous.

.....

"Tu Niu, what do you want to do?" The two people who were having a sweet moment, as well as Mr. Yan who was cooking dough in the yard, looked at the Xu family in surprise.

Now we have another good show.

"Xu Damao, you bastard, stop here."

Qin Jingru looked at Xu Damao who was hiding outside the house with dissatisfaction. He didn't know what he wanted to do. He had been tired from working all day, and at night, he still asked her to paste matchboxes.

"Speak well if you have something to say."

Xu Damao felt guilty.

Stand at the door.

"Xu Damao, what kind of conflict are you two having?" Xu Dongqing was a little curious. This was originally a pair of temporary wild mandarin ducks. Logically speaking.

He has the upper hand.

How could Qin Jingru handle this?

Sure enough.

Money is heroic courage.

Xu Damao is also a freeloader now. Otherwise, how could he be in such an embarrassing situation?

"Don't mention it."

Xu Damao also looked unlucky.

"Cousin, are you okay?"

Qin Huairu walked to Qin Jingru's side and looked around carefully. Apart from being a little fatter, she didn't suffer any big losses.

Not bad.

"It's okay."

"Cousin, this Xu Damao is so different. I work during the day, and this fellow makes me paste matchboxes at night. He really treats me like a mother, serving him food and drink."

Scissors in hand.

Snap.

Throw it at Xu Damao's feet.

龇龇.

There was a splash of sparks.

"What a steel."

Fortunately, Xu Dongqing also stood far away, otherwise, innocent people might be affected.

"Xu Damao. You are a freeloader. How dare you do this?"

Xu Dongqing can’t stand it.

If you don't like it, you can just break up, why bother torturing each other here?

Wild mandarin duck.

Are you still thinking about tomorrow?

"Xu Dongqing, I don't like to hear what you are saying. Just a pot of clivia in my house is worth tens of thousands of gold, so why are you eating dry food?"

Wanjin?

A little bit funny.

"You opportunist, what good things do you want?"

"Sell these things for money, and then tell me here."

Hum.

"You don't understand, I'm waiting for them to come to me?"

I don’t know where the confidence comes from. It’s almost impossible to daydream like this. Well, this Clivia was indeed popular for a while, but it declined quickly.

"Why don't you sell a pot first and let Qin Jingru see what you are capable of? Why do you still need to paste a matchbox?"

This?

All of a sudden.

Xu Damao was a little hesitant.

He also wants to buy at a high price, but isn’t it because no one comes to ask for it?

Awesome.

You can't just be like a small vendor, selling takeout outside the house. This is an unstyled thing, even if it can be sold at a high price, it won't work.

Street stall goods.

The price is originally friendly to the people.

Xu Damao also knows marketing.

Xu Damao’s clenched fist.

"You bitch, I want you to know how powerful men are. Don't you just think that I don't make money? Today I will show you how I make a lot of money." Xu Damao walked into the room.

On the windowsill.

Holding a pot of Clivia.

Go out.

"Can it be done?"

Qin Jingru still expressed doubts.

Before, she had indirectly asked Xu Damao to sell a pot to test the water. After all, this Clivia had some ornamental value and could not be eaten or drank, in Qin Jingru's eyes.

It’s just waste.

"Okay."

"Don't be sad."

Qin Huairu comforted her.

The eyes are shining brightly.

Is this Clivia really worth something? It all depends on the various religions and nine schools of thought living in the alley. The news is all mixed up, some are true and some are false.

Who can say clearly?

"Holly, don't leave yet."

Yi Zhonghai called him to stop.

"Old man Yi, I'm not an angel. Don't make trouble for me anymore." Xu Dongqing was a little scared. If Yi Zhonghai loses his face, he will really leave you with nowhere to go.

There's always a price to pay.

"Is everything okay?"

Smile.

Yi Zhonghai touched the bridge of his nose.

Looking at him hypocritically.

"For this matter, I still want to thank you for giving everyone a way to make a living."

"Should."

Xu Dongqing walked towards the backyard.

Fortunately.

Be alert.

If not, I don’t know what request Yi Zhonghai will make. This is not something he wants to see.

Hey!

Yi Zhonghai sighed.

"Old man Yi, you can't push your limits when doing things. If you get angry, you will be beaten." Yan Laojie is also a smart person, how could he not know Yi Zhonghai's urine properties?

Basically, they are gluttonous.

Catch a person and trap him to death.

Xu Dongqing is not He Yuzhu, she has no heart.

"What are you talking about?"

An annoyed Yi Zhonghai looked at Yan Laoji with disdain. This person knew how to take advantage of others behind the scenes. If he really asked him to stand up, he would immediately give up, as if he had not found this person.

"You know."

"Cousin, I think our two families should move around more." Qin Jingru, who was isolated and helpless, at this time, thought of the benefits of Qin Huairu, this pretty widow sometimes.

Still a great deal.

The only pity.

That is Jia Zhang, this person is a glutton.

Desire is hard to fill.

"Stop talking nonsense, we are a family, how can we not move around more?"

Qin Huairu rolled her eyes.

It was obviously you, little girl, who was afraid that I would take advantage of her, so you deliberately distanced yourself from her. You really thought she didn’t know.

Everything is an excuse.

"Hmm."

Everyone is happy.

Only He Yuzhu stood aside, a little numb. These two people have thousands of minds, and they don't know who is taking advantage and who is losing.