Siheyuan: Start as a truck driver

If a passerby who didn't know the truth passed by, they would definitely think that Jia Xuming was bullying orphans and widowed mothers.

Jia Xuming's anger came up immediately.

Originally, he just lost a goose, and he didn't think about what to do with it.

As long as Qin Huairu pays the money, the matter will be settled.

But what now?

He is just a child. Whose child would be so skilled in stealing?

When it comes to killing geese and plucking feathers, he is even more skilled than a farmer like him.

Besides, the geese in rural areas are more ferocious than dogs and can guard homes and courtyards.

Unexpectedly, he broke his neck without any sound.

If I didn’t do this often, who would believe me if I told him?

"Qin Huairu, what do you mean? What, your son stole my goose, you are not allowed to pursue it, right?"

"Brother Xu Ming, the child is not sensible. Maybe he was just playing with your goose and got excited and accidentally broke his neck.

It was definitely not intentional. Bangge, please tell Uncle Xu Ming if it was an accident."

When Banggeng heard Qin Huairu's words, he stiffened his neck and said, "Who let his goose bump into my hand? I didn't mean it!"

Qin Huairu spread her hands and said, "Brother Xu Ming, you heard it, BangGeng said he didn't mean it."

Jia Xuming's face turned red with anger.

You damn person stole stolen goods and was caught red-handed. Isn’t this considered intentional?

Do you have to wait for him to eat the goose into his stomach and then pull it out for it to be intentional?

Jia Xuming knew that Jia Xudong's family was not easy to get along with, but he did not expect that they would be so unreasonable.

It seems you won't shed tears until you see the coffin.

He turned to his son and shouted: "Goudan, go get the goose for me!"

After receiving the order, Goudan trotted away, and not long after, he brought back a half-plucked goose.

The tragic situation of the goose was like a basin of cold water poured on Qin Huairu's head.

The snow-white neck was directly twisted into a twist by violence. If this was not intentional, no one would believe it.

Well, we can't have ghosts these days, so forget it.

Jia Xuming looked at Qin Huairu with a sneer and said, "Qin Huairu, tell me, is this intentional?"

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What else could Qin Huairu say? If he resisted to the end, he would be beaten.

In rural areas, fights are common. Sometimes two villages fight over water sources, and it is common for people to be beaten to death.

Qin Huairu lowered his head, the corners of his eyes turned red instantly, and tears came at every turn.

"Brother Xu Ming, I admit this, but my family really doesn't have any extra money.

Even Xudong's funeral expenses were paid in advance by the factory.

I really can’t afford to pay this money.”

Jia Xuming looked at Qin Huairu expressionlessly. He didn't believe a word of what she said.

If Qin Huairu hadn't made such quibbles before and sincerely took his children to admit his mistake, apologized, and talked about his family's difficulties, the matter might have gone away just like that.

After all, they are both surnamed Jia, and they are still the same ancestors going back several generations.

But Qin Huairu knelt down when he came up and attempted moral kidnapping. He couldn't swallow this tone of voice.

“It’s not easy for you, but it’s easy for me?

I only have two geese in total.

I was thinking of selling one in the spring of this year to raise money for Goudan’s tuition.

If your son comes up and kills one for me, how can I change it for money?

I understand you, but who understands me?

What should I do with my dog ​​Dan’s tuition?”

As soon as he finished speaking, the voice of the brigade cadre Jia Bangguo rang out in a hurry.

"Xu Ming is right, Qin Huairu, you have a job in the city after all, how can it be difficult for you to survive those of us who are digging in the fields?"

"But, I really can't come up with this money!" Qin Huairu said in a voice as loud as an ant.

Jia Bangguo smiled and said: "This is simple, didn't you just say that your factory gives salary advances as funeral expenses?

Then ask them to advance you some money to buy this big goose from Xu Ming."

Hearing this, Qin Huairu, who had not spoken much, couldn't help it.

He strode forward and stood in front of Qin Huairu, "Aren't you bullying other people's orphans and widowed mothers?

You said you have no money, but you still force me to pay compensation. Do you have any sympathy?"

The sudden appearance of Silly Zhu made Jia Bangguo and Jia Xuming stunned for a moment.

They did not remember that the Jia family had such a relative.

Jia Bangguo's brows knitted into knots, "Who are you?"

Silly Zhu held his head high and said, "I am Sister Qin's colleague and neighbor!"

"Oh~" Jia Bangguo nodded, then waved his right hand, "Take him away and drive him out of the village. If he dares to enter the village even half a step, his legs will be broken!"

Just kidding, someone from this village would dare to be so arrogant.

Do you think that he, a brigade cadre, does not exist?

As soon as he finished speaking, several young and middle-aged men came out, set up silly pillars and walked out.

Even though Shazhu is known as the God of War in the Siheyuan, these guys have been doing farm work since they were young and are very strong. The four people just carried him out and couldn't struggle even if they wanted to.

Qin Huairu originally thought that the savior was coming, but she didn't expect that Silly Zhu could not hold on for three seconds and was thrown out of the village.

This operation completely frightened her, and her methods could only deal with honest people.

Qin Huairu really had no choice when it came to someone who took action directly.

I just heard her whisper: "I can't make the decision on this matter. I have to ask the leaders in the factory."

Jia Bangguo said with a smile: "That's easy, I will call your factory leaders when I return to my hometown later and tell them about this matter.

When you return to the city another day, Xu Ming will go back with you to get the money.

Is there any problem?"

"No, no!"

Jia Bangguo nodded with satisfaction, turned around and walked back.

When passing by Banggeng, I found that this boy was staring at me with a vicious look on his face.

Then look at the bright red slap mark on his left face. He couldn't hold it back, raised his left hand, and slapped him with a snap.

Banggeng's right face suddenly had a bright red slap mark, which was now symmetrical with the left side.

Well, there is a kind of beauty called symmetry.

All the dogs in the village have symmetrical buttocks, the same size on both sides.

You bastard wants to make an exception, no way!

Jia Bangguo nodded with satisfaction, puffed on his pipe and pot, hummed a tune and left.

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In terms of seniority, it would be best to call him uncle.

According to the rules of the village, if the younger generation does something wrong, the elders are qualified to teach them a lesson.

The people around knew this rule, so they were not surprised to attack Jia Bangguo.

This should be handled with care.

A few years ago, there was a person like this in the clan who stole things from his own family, and he even gave you a discount.

Qin Huairu dared not speak out in anger. She subconsciously looked at Jia Zhang and found that the old woman was smiling all over her face.

This made Qin Huairu feel resentful, but she had to endure it.

She couldn't do anything to Jia Zhang in the village. When she returned to the city, she would definitely have to deal with this old godly woman.

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By the time Qin Jingru arrived at the end of the village, everyone had dispersed, leaving only Qin Huairu sitting on the ground and Bang Gang gritting his teeth and cursing in a low voice.

Xiaodang and Sophora japonica were cleaning the goose left by Jia Xuming with great interest, laughing happily from time to time.

It's like being beaten has nothing to do with them.

Qin Jingru glanced around and found no sign of Sha Zhu, and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

"Sister, where is that silly column?"

Qin Huairu raised his head and glanced at Qin Jingru, and was a little bit chilled to see that she didn't even mean to comfort him.

But when I think of it, people in the Lao Qin family basically have this kind of moral character.

As soon as this thought came to her mind, she threw it away.

It's not important that Qin Jingru doesn't care about herself, what's important is what benefits he can get from her.

"He was thrown out of the village by Jia Xuming and others."

"What?"

Qin Jingru exclaimed, not caring to talk to Qin Huairu anymore, and hurriedly ran out of the village.

This is her future husband. If something goes wrong, how can she marry into the city?

These days, there are many barren slopes outside the village, and there are many wild wolves inside.

After glaring hatefully at Qin Jingru's leaving figure, Qin Huairu got up from the ground and walked to Banggeng.

Seeing the two bright red slap marks on his little face, Qin Huairu felt a little distressed.

"Why are you so careless? Even if you want to eat the goose, you have to run far away, where no one can see you, so they can't catch you."

Banggan didn't say anything and slapped Qin Huairu's hand away.

Qin Huairu knew that he was angry and quickly coaxed: "Mom, that's wrong. Mom shouldn't have said that to you. Don't be angry. I'll get this goose to eat with you. How do you want to eat it?"

Banggan's expression softened, "I want to eat goose stewed with potato cubes!"

Stewing goose with potato cubes, Qin Huairu frowned. There was goose, but the potato cubes were not easy to cook.

She looked around, and when she saw the potatoes growing in the field not far away, her heart moved and she said to Bangjian: "Bangjian, go over there and help mom get some potatoes. I'll take care of the geese here."

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As he spoke, he didn't care whether the potatoes were grown by someone else.

Of course, are there any wild potatoes these days?

Banggian nodded indifferently and happily ran to pull potatoes with his two sisters.

On the other side, Jia Zhang returned to the mourning hall alone.

Looking at the coffin parked in the tent, I felt sad.

Normally, in this situation where a white-haired person is giving away a black-haired person, Mrs. Jia Zhang cannot appear in the mourning hall.

But no one bothers with this now. If it weren't for the fact that Jia Xudong's surname is also Jia, no one in the villagers would be willing to help them manage the affairs.

Not even giving money.

The main reason is that the reputation of the Jia Zhang family in Jiajiazhuang is so bad that the money is a bit hot to hold.

Who knows if the family will find excuses to cause trouble for them afterwards.

Mrs. Jia Zhang sat in the mourning hall, looking at the coffin blankly.

Damn it, Qin Huairu, where did she go?

My husband is going to be buried soon, and I don’t know how to come to watch the funeral.

After about an hour, Qin Huairu finally came back with her three children.

Seeing the scene of the three Banggeng brothers chasing each other and fighting with their mouths full of oil, the villagers who came to help felt a strange feeling in their hearts.

Is this a funeral or a stage show?

Not to mention that the biological father is gone, even ordinary relatives and no matter how naughty children know that this is not a place for fun.

Parents will also give instructions, telling their children to be obedient and to cry when they need to cry.

But the actions of these children of the Jia family made everyone doubt that the rumors that Qin Huairu was stealing people outside were true.

However, no one stood up to accuse, and everyone went about their own business silently.

This funeral was probably the quietest one in Jiajiazhuang's history.

No one came to pay homage, and the family members did not cry. Instead, children's laughter could be heard from time to time.

In the end, Jia Bangguo couldn't bear it anymore and called Qin Huairu over.

"Qin Huairu, how can you do this? Let's not talk about your children. They shouldn't chase and fight in the mourning hall.

Speaking of you as a daughter-in-law, no matter what conflicts Xudong had with you during his lifetime.

Even if you are just pretending, you still have to pretend to cry twice, right?"

Qin Huairu was speechless for a while and said hesitantly: "Uncle, it's not that I don't want to cry, but I really can't cry. How about you help me think of a way!"

Jia Bangguo was stunned for a while after hearing Qin Huairu's words.

If he had such a daughter-in-law, he would probably slap her to death to avoid being angry.

It's just that they are all passed down from the same ancestor. As a brigade cadre and an elder of the clan, it is really unjustifiable for Jia Bangguo not to help.

After thinking for a while, he asked with a straight face, "How about you invite some 'filial sons' to cry on your behalf!"

"Do you want money?" Qin Huairu asked subconsciously.

Jia Bangguo was immediately angry and laughed, "If you don't give me money, who will help you?"

"But, I have no money!"

"Then I have nothing to do with it, you can figure it out on your own!"

After Jia Bangguo finished speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave. Qin Huairu took a look and felt that this was not going to work.

If she really made it too deserted, if word spread, no one would want to associate with her anymore.

Although this is almost the case now.

"Uncle, please wait a moment!"

Jia Bangguo frowned and turned around and asked, "What's the matter?"

"I, I have a way to find a filial son who doesn't need money."

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Immediately, Qin Huairu approached Jia Bangguo and whispered to him for a while.

After listening to what Qin Huairu said, Jia Bangguo was stunned.

What is talent? This is it!

As the saying goes, it’s not too big a deal to watch the excitement. You don’t have to pay for it anyway, and there is still fun to watch, so why not agree?

After receiving Jia Bangguo's consent, Qin Huairu hurried out.

More than half an hour later, cries finally sounded in the mourning hall.

"Dad, why did you leave so early!"

"Dad, how will my mother survive if you leave her alone?"

"Dad, please open your eyes and look at your son!"

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It was so painful to cry, it really saddened those who heard it and shed tears.

If someone were passing by outside, they would definitely give him a thumbs up and say, "This son is so filial."

But in the mourning hall, the villagers who were helping pursed their lips, looking like they wanted to laugh but didn't dare.

The camera zoomed in. In the mourning hall, Shazhu suddenly changed into mourning clothes and a white cloth pointed hat.

In traditional customs, the person wearing a white cloth pointed hat is usually the son or son-in-law.

Silly Zhu was crying, patting the coffin and calling him daddy, obviously playing the role of a son.

I don’t know what kind of benefits Qin Huairu gave Si Zhu, he was so hard-working.

I'm afraid that even if his biological father He Daqing is dead, he won't work so hard.

Qin Huairu on the side saw Shazhu's performance and nodded with satisfaction.

In this way, no one will gossip behind your back, right?

Mrs. Jia Zhang squatted on the futon with squinted eyes and said nothing.

She just thought she had picked up a cheap grandson.

In normal times, Banggeng would have rushed up to scold Silly Zhu, but he doesn't have such an older brother.

But he was full of food and drink, and was playing hide-and-seek with Xiao Dang and Xiao Huaihua, not paying attention to Silly Zhu.

According to the rules of Jiajiazhuang, a filial son must kneel three times and bow nine times to the grave.

This was so painful for Si Zhu, his legs almost broke when he knelt down, and then Jia Xudong cried into the ground.

By the time we returned to the village, it was almost evening.

Qin Huairu and others did not stop, but after cleaning up and saluting.

I was going to take the bullock cart back to the city, and Jia Xuming was accompanying me. He had to go to the city to ask for money.

The three brothers and sister Banggeng were huddled together, holding a large basin in their hands, which contained goose stewed with potato cubes.

When Jia Xuming saw it, he knew it was his own goose, and he didn't know where the potato pieces came from.

After he frowned, he didn't mind his own business. Since Qin Huairu was willing to pay, the goose would naturally be left to her own devices.

Silly Zhu looked at it with envy. He tried to reach out several times, but was blocked by the three Banggeng brothers with their bodies.

Do you really think you are the son of the Jia family?

A group of seven people, plus a coachman, slowly hurried toward the city.