Siheyuan: Start as a truck driver

Qin Huairu felt relieved after Jia Zhang made concessions, but she also understood that she must seize this opportunity to completely resolve the marriage issue between Xiaodang and Yan Jiefang.

She pursed her lips slightly, looked at Jia Zhang firmly, and said softly: "Mom, since you have agreed to let Xiaodang go, then you should also agree to Jiefang and Xiaodang's marriage. You see, the children are sincere

They are in love, and they have suffered a lot for this relationship. As elders, we can't keep beating up mandarin ducks. Just help them."

When Jia Zhang heard this, she immediately showed a look of dissatisfaction on her face. She frowned, narrowed her eyes slightly, and said angrily: "Huh, what's so good about that Yan Jiefang? He's so poor.

If our Xiaodang marries him, how can we live a good life in the future? I'm doing this all for Xiaodang's own good."

As Jia Zhang spoke, she waved the handkerchief in her hand, as if to emphasize her correctness.

Qin Huairu patiently persuaded: "Mom, although this kid Jiefang is a little poor now, he is honest and honest, and he is sincere to Xiaodang. And they are still young. They can work hard together in the future, and life will always get better.

.We can’t just look at the immediate interests and ignore the happiness of the children.”

Jia Zhang was still unmoved. She curled her lips and said, "I don't care, I just don't agree with it anyway. If they are together, they will definitely have to suffer in the future. I don't want Xiaodang to suffer."

Qin Huairu looked at Jia Zhang's stubborn look and felt a little anxious. She knew that if she could not convince Jia Zhang, Xiaodang and Jiefang's marriage would be in trouble again. She thought about it and decided to find another way to persuade.

"Mom, think about it, Xiaodang is being locked up by you without food or water. If he continues like this, his body will definitely collapse. Moreover, if you continue to disagree with their marriage, Xiaodang may do something like this.

If something stupid happens, it will be too late for you to regret it." Qin Huairu's voice contained a hint of worry.

After hearing this, Mrs. Jia Zhang felt a little shaken in her heart. She was silent for a while, and finally said, "Okay, but it's okay if they want to get married, but I have a condition." There was a hint of calculation in Jia Zhang's eyes.

Qin Huairu's heart tightened and she asked: "Mom, what are your conditions?"

Mrs. Jia Zhang raised her chin slightly and said, "I want the third uncle to give our family a gift of fifty yuan. Otherwise, I still won't agree to the marriage."

Qin Huairu sighed helplessly. She knew that Jia Zhang loved money as much as life, but this request was indeed too much. But for the happiness of Xiaodang and liberation, she decided to discuss it with the third uncle.

Qin Huairu came to the third uncle's house helplessly. At this time, the third uncle was sitting on a small bench in the yard, wearing glasses, reading a newspaper carefully. Seeing Qin Huairu coming, the third uncle raised his head slightly,

There was a trace of doubt in his eyes.

Qin Huairu smiled awkwardly, but the smile on her face seemed very forced. Her eyes were full of anxiety and helplessness. She walked slowly to the third uncle, lowered her head slightly, wrung her hands together nervously, and then slowly

Xu said: "Third Master, there is something I have to tell you. Mrs. Jia and Zhang agreed to the marriage between Xiaodang and Jiefang, but she asked for a bride price of fifty yuan."

After Qin Huairu said this, she raised her head slightly and looked at the third uncle with expectant eyes, hoping to get a good response from him. However, when she saw the instant change in the third uncle's face, she couldn't help but feel

A sinking.

When the third uncle heard this, his expression changed instantly, his brows furrowed, his eyes widened, and he said in surprise: "Fifty yuan as a gift? This Jia Zhang family is too much! How can I have so much money?"

The third uncle has always regarded money as his life. When he heard about such a colorful gift, he refused without hesitation.

"Qin Huairu, it's not that I don't want to help, it's just that this fifty yuan is too much. My family is not rich, so how can I come up with so much money." The third uncle frowned and waved his hands repeatedly, his face full of expressions.

Reluctantly.

Qin Huairu looked embarrassed, her lips trembled slightly, and a trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes. She knew the third uncle's temper and understood his difficulties. "Third uncle, I also know that this request is a bit too much, but Jia Zhang is

That's what I said. Can you please discuss it again, maybe a little less is fine." Qin Huairu's eyes were full of expectation, and she tried to persuade the third uncle.

But the third uncle shook his head firmly and his face turned gloomy, "No, fifty yuan is too much. I absolutely can't take it out. There is no need to discuss this matter."

At this time, Yan Jiefang learned about the situation and returned home in a hurry. He

"Dad, please agree. I really want to be with Xiaodang. I will find a way to get the gift money." Yan Jiefang said eagerly.

The third uncle looked at Yan Jiefang and frowned slightly, with a hint of helplessness on his face. "Jiefang, it's not that dad won't help you, it's just that fifty yuan is not a small amount. Besides, not all of your salary is used for it."

Have you paid your previous living expenses? How can you still have money to pay the bride price?" The third uncle shook his head, his tone full of worry.

Yan Jiefang gritted his teeth and said firmly: "I will work hard, work more overtime in the future, and earn more money. I will definitely collect the gift money, please believe me."

The third uncle sighed, "Jiefang, I understand what you mean, but this matter is really difficult to handle. With Jia Zhang's temper, if she doesn't meet her requirements, she will definitely not agree to this marriage."

A trace of disappointment flashed in Yan Jiefang's eyes, but he did not give up. "Please think of another way. I can't live without Xiaodang, and I will definitely work hard to let Xiaodang live a good life." Yan Jiefang pleaded again.

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The third uncle looked at Yan Jiefang's persistent look and couldn't bear it. But he really didn't want to spend so much money as a gift, so he could only helplessly shake his head again.

"Liberation, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's really that I can't do anything about it. You'd better think of other ways." After the third uncle finished speaking, he turned around and left with his hands behind his back.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Yan Jiefang was full of sorrow. When he had no choice, he could only think of borrowing money from his colleague Zhao Ergou. He came with an uneasy mood

All the way to where Zhao Ergou worked, I was thinking about how to speak.

When he saw Zhao Ergou, a forced smile appeared on his face, full of embarrassment and helplessness. Yan Jiefang rubbed his hands and walked to Zhao Ergou awkwardly.

"Er Gou, um... I have something to ask you for help." Yan Jiefang's voice was a little low, with a hint of pleading in his eyes.

Zhao Ergou stopped what he was doing and looked at Yan Jiefang in confusion, "Jiefang, what's going on? Tell me."

Yan Jiefang took a deep breath and plucked up the courage to say, "Ergou, I want to borrow some money from you. I'm getting married, but the bride's family wants a gift of fifty yuan, and I really can't afford it." After saying that, Yan

Jiefang lowered his head, not daring to look into Zhao Ergou's eyes.

When Zhao Ergou heard this, his eyes widened, "Fifty yuan? This is not a small amount! Jiefang, why do you want such a colorful gift?"

Yan Jiefang sighed helplessly, "Oh, there's nothing we can do about it. The girl's parents insist on asking for so much, and I don't want to lose her, so I can only think of ways to raise money. Ergou, can you help me? I'll do it later.

I will definitely pay you back."

Zhao Ergou frowned, with a look of embarrassment on his face, "Jiefang, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that I don't have that much money. My family is not rich either, and my monthly salary is barely enough to live on.

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A trace of disappointment flashed in Yan Jiefang's eyes, but he still refused to give up, "Ergou, I know this is very difficult for you, but I really have no choice. Can you lend me a little, even a little less? I will do it as soon as possible

Give it back to you."

Zhao Ergou hesitated for a while, and finally shook his head, "Jiefang, I really can't help you. I also want to help you, but I really don't have the money. You'd better think of other ways."

Yan Jiefang's heart sank to the bottom. He knew that Zhao Ergou was telling the truth and could not force him.

"Okay, Ergou, I understand you. Then I'll think of other ways."

After Yan Jiefang finished speaking, he turned around and left lonely.

Yan Jiefang now realizes the warmth of human nature. Two months ago, Zhao Ergou made a mistake at work and was almost discovered by the workshop director. Yan Jiefang tried every means to cover it up.

It can be said that to some extent, Yan Jiefang can be regarded as Zhao Ergou's savior.

But Zhao Ergou was reluctant to lend him even fifty yuan.

When Yan Jiefang returned to the entrance of the courtyard in despair, the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the ancient courtyard wall like a golden gauze curtain, casting a warm and mellow golden light over the entire courtyard.

His originally lowered head suddenly raised when he saw that familiar figure, his eyes full of surprise and emotion.

I saw Xiaodang standing there quietly waiting for me. Her figure looked particularly gentle under the sunset, as if she were a fairy walking out of a painting.

When Xiaodang saw Yan Jiefang, a shy but determined smile appeared on his face.

Her bright eyes sparkled with expectations for the future and deep love for Yan Jiefang.

She walked quickly to Yan Jiefang, stretched out her hand and gently held his hand. Those hands conveyed warmth and strength.

He said softly: "Brother Jiefang, I took out the money I have saved for many years, a total of fifty yuan. You can take the money and give it to Jia Zhang as a betrothal gift."

With that said, Xiaodang handed a small package carefully wrapped in a handkerchief to Yan Jiefang's hand.

Although the handkerchief was a little old, it was washed clean by Xiaodang, and there were a few elegant flowers embroidered on it, which seemed to symbolize their pure and beautiful love.

Yan Jiefang stared at Xiaodang blankly, his eyes instantly turning red.

His eyes were full of gratitude and guilt. He held Xiaodang's hand tightly, and his hands were trembling slightly, as if telling the turmoil in his heart.

He said with a trembling voice: "Xiao Dang, you... this makes me so embarrassed. This is the money you have saved so hard.

Wouldn't it be better for you to keep it for yourself? How can I use your money as a bride price?"

Xiaodang looked at Yan Jiefang tenderly, his eyes full of love, that love was like clear lake water, able to tolerate everything.

"Brother Jiefang, we are going to become a family soon, so what is yours and mine?"

As long as we can be together, none of this matters. I just hope that we can live happily and face the ups and downs in the future together." Xiaodang's voice was soft but firm, like the spring breeze blowing on his face, letting Yan Jiefang's heart be filled with haze.

Sweep away.

Yan Jiefang was moved to tears. He hugged Xiaodang into his arms and held her tightly, as if he was afraid that she would disappear if he let go. "Xiaodang, don't worry, I will treat you well in the future."

, try hard to let you live a good life. I will use my whole life to protect you and never let you suffer any injustice."

Yan Jiefang's vows echoed in the air, full of strength and determination.

With tension and expectation, Yan Jiefang came to Jia's house with a betrothal gift. He stood at the door of Jia's house, took a deep breath, and then gently knocked on the door. Jia Zhang's familiar yet impatient voice came from inside the door.

Voice: "Who is it?" Yan Jiefang responded: "Aunt Jia, it's me, Jiefang."

Jia Zhang opened the door and saw Yan Jiefang standing at the door, still with the usual dissatisfied look on his face. Yan Jiefang carefully handed the fifty yuan gift to Jia Zhang, and Jia Zhang's eyes

Her eyes widened for a moment, with surprise on her face. She really didn't expect that the third uncle's family, who had always been stingy, actually gave her a gift of fifty yuan.

Jia Zhang grabbed the money and counted it carefully. After confirming that it was correct, the expression on her face softened slightly. However, just when Yan Jiefang thought that the matter was finally resolved satisfactorily, Jia Zhang suddenly rolled his eyes.

, changed his mind.

"Hmph, fifty yuan is not enough. I want a gift of one hundred yuan." Jia Zhang said confidently with her hands on her hips. When Yan Jiefang heard this, he was dumbfounded. His face was full of shock and anger.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Aunt Jia, how could you do this? We just agreed on a fifty yuan gift, and now you want another hundred yuan. Isn't this going back on your promise?" Yan Jiefang was so anxious.

The voice was a little trembling.

However, Mrs. Jia Zhang was not moved at all, "Fifty yuan is not enough for my small family's worth. One hundred yuan or even one cent less is not enough." Mrs. Jia Zhang's attitude was very tough, as if she was determined to take Yan Jiefang.

Yan Jiefang was so angry that he was shaking all over. Looking at Jia Zhang's greedy appearance, his heart was filled with helplessness and despair.

Under Yan Jiefang's anger, the long-suppressed anger suddenly burst out like a raging tide. His eyes were red, as if burning with raging fire, and the veins on his forehead popped out like twisted earthworms. "Aunt Jia, you can't

This is too much!" Yan Jiefang roared at the top of his lungs, and the sound seemed to penetrate the entire courtyard.

However, Mrs. Jia Zhang had no intention of giving in, and was still arrogant. She put her hands on her hips, eyes widened, and said viciously: "Huh, what if I went too far? One hundred yuan in gift, not even a cent less!"

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Yan Jiefang could no longer control his emotions and suddenly rushed forward like an enraged lion.

He raised his fist, full of anger, and slammed it into Jia Zhang's face.

Jia Zhang stumbled and almost fell to the ground, but she quickly reacted and the anger in her heart was completely ignited.

"You dare to hit me!" Jia Zhang screamed and rushed towards Yan Jiefang with bared teeth and claws. She stretched out her hands with long nails and tried to scratch Yan Jiefang's face. Yan Jiefang avoided Jia Zhang's attack and

He couldn't help but continue to punch him.

The two got into a fierce struggle in the house, and the scene was chaotic.

The furniture was knocked around, the table fell to the ground, and the chairs were kicked far away.

Cups, plates and other items were smashed to pieces, and the pieces were scattered all over the floor. Yan Jiefang and Jia Zhang were both red-eyed. They did not care about the consequences and only wanted to gain the upper hand in this fight.

Sometimes they pushed each other and sometimes they hugged each other.

Yan Jiefang pushed Jia Zhang away with all his strength, and Jia Zhang immediately rushed back and grabbed Yan Jiefang's clothes.

Their hair was messy and their faces were stained.

Jia Zhang's face was scratched several times by Yan Jiefang's nails, and Yan Jiefang's arms were scratched several times by Jia Zhang.