Siheyuan: Silly Zhu is not my father

Chapter 27 Drawing water from a bamboo basket is in vain

"I don't even understand this. How could Lou Xiao'e teach you?"

Seeing that He Xiao remained silent, Qin Huairu was so angry that she cursed secretly in her heart.

After looking at He Xiao, she took a deep breath and said it directly.

"He Xiao, you are coming to stay for a while. I don't want to wrong you, but you have also seen that life at home is not easy, so I want you to pay some food expenses."

"Don't think too much about it. In normal days, we eat whole grains and vegetables, but when you come here, we can't let you eat whole grains with us, right? You can't get used to it either."

As soon as Qin Huairu finished speaking, everyone at the table was stunned.

Food expenses!

Damn it, when I was a kid, I finally realized that my mother’s attitude changed so much because it was because of the food expenses.

They opened their mouths, but they didn't know what to say.

I always feel a little aggrieved. Why would I be so nice to He Xiao for a little money?

They were worried because of their mother.

Qin Huairu felt relieved. Seeing that He Xiao had a good attitude, she defended herself with a smile.

The old man took a sip of Red Star Erguotou and made some sarcastic remarks beside him.

"Please worry about it. I don't want to eat at your place, so I'd better forget about the food expenses."

"I know you are embarrassed, but you can at least ask He Xiao if he is right. He Xiao is from Xiangjiang. Is he still short of money?"

Everyone at the table was stunned for a moment, and no one reacted until He Xiao entered the room.

I don't know why, He Xiao didn't feel angry at all, but wanted to laugh.

"He Xiao, I'm not doing it for myself, I'm doing it all for your own good. No matter how much food you pay, it will still end up in your stomach."

He Xiao nodded, understanding.

"The food on the table today cost less than twenty yuan. He Xiao, today is your first day here, so the food is richer. We can't eat like this every day. Don't pick on it in the future."

Silly Zhu's face turned red, nothing more than shame.

"Look, you must eat meat for three meals a day. The meat in the wet market is not cheap, and it also requires meat coupons. You can't buy it just by having money."

Qin Huairu clapped her fingers and started to plot with him.

"You can keep the money for today's meal."

"A month counts thirty days. Let's do this. You give me one hundred and fifty yuan a month. You are coming from Xiangjiang. I know you don't have RMB, so just give me the foreign exchange coupons."

Turning his head to look at his son, he picked up the wine cup, raised his head and drank it.

"Well……"

"One hundred and fifty? Foreign exchange coupons?"

Besides, the value of foreign exchange certificates is higher than that of RMB.

Thinking about it, Silhu's eyes were red and he still couldn't accept it.

Life at home is really not affluent.

He Xiao paused, turned around and smiled sheepishly, then picked up the remaining half bottle of Maotai on the table and walked towards the north room.

Silly Zhu opened his mouth for a long time, but he didn't know how to refute.

He Xiao smiled and then stood up.

"I……"

He Xiao was quite speechless, but don't think that this hundred and fifty is not much. Qin Huairu's monthly salary at the steel rolling mill is less than fifty yuan.

After glancing at everyone at the table, he turned around and left.

He glanced at the table. There were five people in the Jia family, the first uncle, Sha Zhu and himself, a total of eight people.

"No, I can't charge He Xiao for food anyway. I'll find a way on my own and make sure my son eats well!"

"Huai Ru, He Xiao is my biological son, how much food do you need?"

Shaking his head, he smiled and asked Qin Huairu, "How much do you plan to charge me for food?"

"The cost of a meal alone is four to five yuan, and that doesn't include labor."

Everyone at the table looked at He Xiao, who was watching the show.

The food in their small canteen was quite good a few days ago. The son and daughter-in-law of the third uncle's family invited him to be the chef, and he would bring some dishes every time he came back.

"Silly Zhu, I am also doing it for He Xiao's benefit. He Xiao will give some money and I will buy him some good food. There will be meat and vegetables every day. He is from Xiangjiang. He can't follow us to eat whole grains all day long, right?"

Qin Huairu was even more in disbelief. She murmured to herself: "How could he not eat here? If he doesn't eat here, where else can he go?"

"Silly Zhu, let me tell you, today's meal has eaten up half of our family's food expenses for half a month. If the steel rolling mill does not pay wages this month, our whole family will have to drink the northwest wind."

Well, she really dared to ask for one hundred and fifty foreign exchange coupons.

If you focus on making money, not to mention the richest man in the capital, the richest man in Qingyun Hutong will definitely be able to do it.

"Is one hundred and fifty enough? Didn't the dishes cost a lot today?"

Silly Zhu didn't say anything. He picked up Moutai, poured himself a glass, and then raised his head to drink.

He Xiao nodded and asked about the price.

"Master, this is different..."

Twenty dollars...

"He Xiao, what are you doing?"

He took out the money from his pocket and looked for it. They were all foreign exchange certificates. He didn't bring any RMB, but they were all in a small leather suitcase.

Forget it, he didn't mind the trouble, so he took out two one-yuan and one five-cent foreign exchange coupons, and put them directly on the table in front of him.

It’s so frustrating!

"call……"

Qin Huairu's expression changed, her mouth curled up, and she was about to shed tears.

Qin Huairu was startled and a little confused.

Qin Huairu saw that Shazhu's expression was wrong and quickly explained:

"Well, you are right. How much do you want to charge me for food?"

But a few days ago, Yan Jiecheng and Yu Li resigned from his job, leaving no food and even no other income.

What is this called?

All the plotting and scheming, all for the sake of the food money, all for the purpose of sucking other people's blood.

…

Qin Huairu nodded, glanced at the table, and said with a smile:

"Well, I almost forgot..."

Twenty dollars divided by eight people, each person gets two dollars and a half.

Why can't he even support his own son? He also needs food expenses. His wife has really stepped his face into the mud.

Looking at the dishes on the table and then at the three foreign exchange certificates in front of her, she suddenly felt so heartbroken that she couldn't breathe.

"That's enough, that's enough."

"Zhuzi, Huai Ru is right about this. Since we eat together, we should pay for food. I pay it differently every month."

Oops, after He Xiao calculated it this way, it felt like it was quite a deal, but it was a pity that the Jia family was not someone they could get along with.

"Think of a way, what can you think of? Can you conjure money out of nothing?"

Qin Huairu sniffed, then pointed to the Maotai on the table and said:

"Look at this bottle of wine, it's more expensive than our food. How can he be short of food expenses?"

Twenty yuan of food money was exchanged for two and a half yuan of foreign exchange coupons.

What a loss. This meal was a huge loss.

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Kneel down and beg, thank you.

(End of chapter)