Siheyuan: Silly Zhu is not my father

Chapter 38: Pick up some and go back to burn the fire

"Sister, if it's okay, I'll continue working."

Feng Gang held the wooden furniture and saw that Qin Huairu had no reaction, he got up and wanted to walk into the yard.

"Don't leave first, don't put these rags in front of my house. Look, He Xiao lives in Beifang. Put them in front of him and don't let them get in the way."

Qin Huairu pointed at Beifang.

"Okay, don't worry."

Feng Gang greeted him and led the man to the north room.

...

It was a bustling place, and the neighbors in the front and back yards all gathered here.

Looking at the ragged furniture all over the yard, they also looked strange.

The third uncle came forward and looked carefully. Seeing that there was a broken wooden leg on the pile of furniture, he picked it up casually.

"He Xiao, wait a moment. This yard is not yours alone, it is a big guy. You can find a place to move out the furniture quickly, so don't interfere with the rest of the yard."

"Okay, come and find me when you have it."

From the third uncle, he took back the sales invoice, and he took Lao Ma and wanted to go back to the house to get the foreign exchange coupon.

"He Xiao, the people living in this yard have been neighbors for decades. There has never been any thieves in these years."

Huh, He Xiao was a little surprised. He suddenly felt that Xu Damao was more normal than the others in the yard.

"He Xiao, He Xiao..."

He Xiao was so rude to him, why didn’t the third uncle even react at all?

"He Xiao, can I take this wooden leg back and take a closer look? Don't worry, I will definitely not bring you any harm. I will return it to you in two days."

The third uncle was very excited and quickly picked up the broken leg from the ground.

Not to mention anything else, just a "Stolen Saint" trick will make people unable to forget it.

"Well, why am I lying to you? It's all written on it. You have been a teacher, and you don't know how to read it."

"One uncle, He Xiao is right. He was originally buying something for money, so what happened? Isn't this because the people in the yard think it's worthless and cause trouble."

"You are new to live in and don't understand the friendship in the yard, so don't say such things in the future."

He Xiao shook his head and handed over a stack of sales invoices from his pocket.

After hesitating for a moment, He Xiao nodded, "Okay, take it back and see it, but it's just a broken leg, nothing else can do."

The third uncle was shocked. He grabbed He Xiao, "It really costs so much money? A broken table, nine yuan?"

Careless? What does it mean to be careless? A man is even more unhappy and he wants to refute it when he opens his mouth.

However, if the third uncle really receives something, it is a good thing.

Seeing He Xiao looking at him, Xu Damao raised his eyebrows and looked back.

"You don't have to worry about it. The things I bought for money will not be put in the yard to rain."

He Xiao rolled his eyes and led Lao Ma to go back to the house.

"Wow, Mr. Third, I thought you were a cultural person in this yard and could understand something, but I didn't expect you to be so ignorant."

"Huairu, are these broken furniture bought by your family?"

He Xiao was a little surprised. After thinking a little, he guessed what the third uncle wanted to do. He collected the ragged furniture and then came back to resell it to him.

The third uncle slandered him in his heart. He Xiao was just a member of the Ya family, and he still said no.

"He Xiao?"

The third uncle let He Xiao go awkwardly, "I don't have one at home."

As soon as he got into the house, Ma Weidu saw the rosewood bed beside the north wall, and his heart suddenly ached again.

It's a hell of a matter of how many dollars this thing can be worth.

"Um?"

He Xiao held back his laughter and said casually: "Yeah, you're thinking about it again, right? I don't mean that. I'm just afraid that everyone will pick it up and break it for me."

Seeing that He Xiao was about to go back to the house, Qin Huairu couldn't wait any longer, so she quickly called out.

"Uncle, aunties, don't be like the third uncle, thinking that these furniture is not valuable, so just pick it up and burn it."

Before the old man could speak, Xu Damao, who was watching the fun next to him, spoke first.

As soon as He Xiao entered the Chuhuamen, he heard the third uncle's words, and he almost vomited blood.

Love is full of the courtyard, who doesn’t know? It’s so affectionate.

This thing is valuable in the future. If you want to burn the fire? Oh, the third uncle really dares to think about it.

The third uncle held up his glasses, lowered his head slightly, feeling a little embarrassed.

"He Xiao, don't leave now, can I ask you for something?"

"Say it in advance, it's good for everyone."

"What's wrong?"

Especially the reaction of the third uncle, she really couldn't understand.

This was a bit ugly. The old man who was watching the fun immediately frowned.

He quickly walked to the third uncle and snatched the broken wooden leg off with one hand.

He Xiao was too lazy to say anything else. Anyway, if someone dared to steal his furniture, he would just report it to the police with the sales invoice, and he would not give anyone any face!

"You have it at home too? As long as the wood is made of huanghuali or red sandalwood or chicken wenge wood, I can collect it. If it is well preserved, I will pay a high price."

This yard is so evil that he is worried. If he hadn't had a place to put it on for the time being, he really wouldn't want to send the furniture.

He Xiao was stunned for a moment, and he turned his head and looked at the third uncle seriously.

"Put it down, Master 3, please put it down for me quickly. I spent several dollars to buy this thing, not your fire-burning thing."

He Xiao turned around and looked at the third uncle in confusion.

The third uncle looked at the broken wooden legs, and there was ten thousand disbelief on his face.

He Xiao felt a little disgusted. After saying that, he led Lao Ma back to Beifang.

"I collected these old furniture at a high price. Each piece has a sales invoice, and the prices are marked on it."

Qin Huairu stood aside and looked at it for a while. The more she looked, the more she became more and more confused.

He hasn't forgotten the taste of the roast duck last night. What's more important is that he got angry with Sha Zhu once, so he felt so happy.

The words of the first uncle made He Xiao funny.

Pick up? Burn the fire?

"Ahem, Huairu, my family is short of firewood. Look at these broken wood, can I pick up some of them and burn the fire?"

In the TV series, the third uncle is the one who has picked up rags, so it is normal for him to collect rags.

"No, Mr. Third, what are the uses of these shabby furniture? Setting up a house is in trouble. I don't know how to buy it. He Xiao made it all."

Lao Ma worked hard all afternoon, just for foreign exchange coupons, so it was not easy to drag others around.

"Then, will you... still accept it in the future?"

Regardless of the third uncle who was looking at the bill, he turned around and looked at the others in the yard.

Forehead……

"Okay, Xu Damao is right. I just say it in advance and it will be good for everyone."

The third uncle grabbed He Xiao's arm again.

"How many dollars?"

"Xiao He, do you buy a red sandalwood bed to sleep?"

"Well, isn't the bed just for sleeping?"

He Xiao didn't think there was anything wrong. He opened his small suitcase and counted out ten hundred foreign exchange coupons from it.

Tsk, it’s convenient to have a large denomination money.

(End of this chapter)