Siheyuan: Start as a truck driver

Hearing Xu Damao's words, Xu Jixiang suddenly covered his forehead.

Now it is no better than before liberation. Who dares to engage in these crooked ways? Is it too impatient to live?

"Da Mao, Damao, how many times have I advised you, but you just don't listen. You have been deceived so many times before and spent so much wronged money, and you have forgotten all about it?"

Xu Damao snorted coldly and glanced sideways at Xu Jixiang: "Old man, I think you just don't like me and don't want me to become a leader."

Xu Huang interrupted: "Da Mao, how can you say that about your father! You are the only son of our Xu family. How could we not want you to live a good life? It's just that your father is afraid that you will follow him this time."

It’s the same thing again, I was deceived.”

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! Am I, Xu Damao, a fool? This time I found out clearly that that person is indeed the secretary of a big leader in the ministry, and he is very capable!"

Xu Damao said proudly: "In a few days, I will be a leader, and then you will be able to follow me and share the glory."

As he said that, he waved his hand impatiently: "Stop talking so much and quickly take out the gold and silver treasures hidden by the Lou family. I'm waiting to buy nutritional supplements for Jingru!"

Xu Jixiang was in a dilemma at this time. If he handed over the things hidden by the Lou family to Xu Damao, he would be breaking the promise of half the city of Lou.

Xu Jixiang was not a good person. He used to bully his co-workers a lot because of his good relationship with Lou Bancheng. However, because he received an old-school education, he was still very moral.

However, if he does not hand over the treasure and Xu Damao has no money, if Qin Jingru cannot give birth smoothly because he has no money to buy nutritional supplements, then it will be too late for him to regret it.

Qin Jingru is the only heir to the Xu family.

Thinking of this, Xu Jixiang could only sigh and said: "Old Lou, don't blame me, I can't help it."

"Oh, what's the use of nagging you? Lou Bancheng is in Hong Kong City and can't hear you." Xu Damao urged: "Why don't you hurry up and take out all those treasures!"

The property left behind by the Lou family is so that one day the Lou family can return to the capital and make a comeback. Even in this era, it is a huge fortune.

Of course, Xu Jixiang knew Xu Damao's temperament well and would not take out all the treasures and give them to Xu Damao. Instead, he took advantage of the darkness and secretly took out a box from the cellar in the wild.

Xu Damao was a little dissatisfied at first, muttering in his mouth, but when he opened the box and saw twenty small yellow croakers inside, the unhappiness on his face disappeared without a trace.

"Okay, there are so many treasures in a small box!" Xu Damao looked at Xu Jixiang with a smile: "Dad, are there more treasures in those big boxes?"

"Xu Damao, let me tell you, this is the last time I will help you! If Qin Jingru cannot give birth to a son this time, I will never be done with you!"

Xu Jixiang pointed at Xu Damao's nose and warned.

"Don't worry. Jingru likes to eat sour food recently. I've already inquired about it. The sour girl is a spicy girl. The one in Jingru's belly must be a son."

With the treasure in hand, Xu Damao was too lazy to continue chattering with Xu Jixiang, turned around and walked out of the small courtyard, got on his bicycle and went straight to the courtyard.

Xu Jixiang's voice came from behind: "Da Mao, tell Jingru and I'll go see her in two days."

"knew...."

When Xu Damao returned to the courtyard, it was already after nine o'clock in the evening. He had not even eaten dinner, but he did not feel hungry at this time. When he thought that he had a son, he felt full of strength.

When he walked to the gate, Xu Damao seemed to remember something, jumped off his bicycle, and put the box on the back seat into his arms.

Fortunately, it is winter now, and Xu Damao is wearing a cotton-padded jacket, otherwise such a big box would really not fit.

Even so, after the box was put in, it still looked bulging, as if it was ten months pregnant.

Xu Damao was pushing the bicycle with one hand and covering his stomach with the other. It was very difficult to walk and his movements were a bit funny.

But the beauty and joy in our Damao's heart made him hum a little tune.

Just as he crossed the threshold, the singing in Xu Damao's throat suddenly stopped because he heard a cry from a distance.

The crying sound floated in the wind, melodious, a strong wind blew, and the big tree at the door rustled. This weird atmosphere made Xu Damao couldn't help but shiver, he threw down his bicycle and wanted to run to the backyard.

But after just two steps, Xu Damao felt something was wrong. Why did the crying sound so familiar...

Xu Damao bravely slowed down and listened carefully. He slapped his thigh suddenly. Isn't that Yan Bugui's voice?

Xu Damao turned around and quickly found a figure in the corner with the help of the faint light.

Although he couldn't see clearly, the man was wearing glasses, and the lenses reflected light under the light, which was enough to prove that he was Yan Bugui.

There is only one person wearing glasses in the courtyard.

Xu Damao suddenly became angry when he remembered that he had almost pissed himself just now.

He strode over, stretched out his hand and pushed Yan Bugui: "Well, you old Yan, you don't sleep at night, you are here pretending to be a ghost and scaring people!"

Yan Bugui didn't expect anyone to be awake at this moment. He raised his head, took off his glasses frames, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and forced out an ugly smile.

"Yes, it's Damao. Why did you just come back?"

"Hey, third uncle, you really cried..."

Xu Damao thought Yan Bugui was playing tricks on him, but Yan Bugui's red and swollen eyes showed that he had been crying here for a long time.

"Why are you crying? I'm not crying." Yan Bugui quietly turned away: "I just got a grandson, it's not too late to be happy!"

Hearing this, Xu Damao understood immediately.

He straightened his collar and sneered repeatedly: "Old Yan, have you noticed that the child in Huang Xiaocui's belly is not yours?"

In the darkness, although Xu Damao couldn't see clearly, he could still feel how ugly Yan Bugui's face was.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Xu Damao, what are you talking about? My family..."

"Hey, Lao Yan, how long has it been and you're still lying to yourself?"

Xu Damao interrupted Yan Bugui and said coldly: "I know you are saving face and are afraid that others will laugh at your Yan family when they find out about this. However, paper cannot cover the fire. When the child grows up, he will not be able to survive."

Like Yan Jiecheng, how should you explain to your neighbors?"

"I..." Yan Bugui was speechless as he was struck in his mind.

Since returning from the hospital, Yan Bugui's heart felt like a big stone was pressing down on him. Looking at the child in Huang Xiaocui's arms who looked nothing like Yan Jiecheng, he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart. If it weren't for three

When the aunt stopped him, he had already kicked Huang Xiaocui out.

This matter originally had nothing to do with Xu Damao, he could just stand aside and watch the joke, but Xu Damao himself is a person who enjoys watching the fun and does not think it is a big deal.

He squatted in front of Yan Bugui and said with a smile: "Old Yan, you are a fan of the authorities. There is no way to break the situation with Huang Xiaocui."

"What!"

When Yan Bugui heard this, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Xu Damao with wide eyes: "Da Mao, do you think you have a way to make Huang Xiaocui leave our Yan family voluntarily?"

"Not only will I leave on my own initiative, I will also give you to the Yan family..."

When Xu Damao said this, he suddenly remembered something, and the corners of his mouth cracked: "It's not your Yan family, but we made a lot of money."

Yan Bugui finally understood. It turned out that Xu Damao helped him with the idea because he wanted to benefit from it.

However, Yan Bugui felt relieved because of this. He knew Xu Damao's temperament. He was a sinister villain and would not take the initiative to help others.

If Xu Damao didn't covet anything at all, he would definitely not believe Xu Damao's idea.

"Da Mao, if you have anything to say, just say it. As long as you can get Huang Xiaocui to leave our Yan family, I am willing to give you... a 50-50 split."

Yan Bugui didn't know what trick Xu Damao wanted to play, nor how much money he could earn, but 50-50 was obviously a suitable ratio.

It's just that Yan Bugui thought it was appropriate, but Xu Damao thought it was a bit too little.

"No, I have nine, I have nine and you have one."

"Da Mao, you have gone too far. If you leave our Yan family, you will definitely not be able to earn this money. Four or six, I am four and you are six, you are full of sincerity."

"Hmph, if it weren't for me, your Yan family would definitely become the laughing stock in the courtyard. Sanqi, I am seven and you are three, there can't be any less."

"Okay, let's make an agreement. If you have any ideas, tell the third uncle immediately."

Xu Damao whispered in Yan Bugui's ear for a while. Yan Bugui was dumbfounded and it took him a long time to recover.

He couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "Da Mao, you really have it. You can think of such a damaging way."

"Oh, how about dealing with a woman like Huang Xiaocui without doing any damage?"

After hearing Xu Damao's words, Yan Bugui remembered that when he was young, the projectionist in front of him often hooked up with little girls and old women, and he never caused any trouble. This shows that his methods are very good.

have to.

Invisibly, Yan Bugui trusted Xu Damao's plan a little more.

With confidence in his heart, Yan Bugui changed his decadent look, stood up, straightened his back and entered the house.

Looking at Yan Bugui's back, Xu Damao laughed for a while. Unexpectedly, he made a lot of money as soon as he entered the door. It seems that my fortune, Xu Damao, has turned out well.

Xu Damao attributed his luck to the unborn child in Qin Jingru's belly.

When he got home, he didn't have time to drink water, so Xu Damao leaned on Qin Jingru's belly.

Qin Jingru had just finished eating when she suddenly felt nauseous and almost vomited on Xu Damao's head.

"Get out of the way quickly."

"Ugh~"

After running outside and vomiting for a while, Qin Jingru took the towel handed over by Xu Damao and said with disgust: "Xu Damao, what are you doing!"

Suddenly, Qin Jingru sniffed, covered her nose and said, "Xu Damao, are you smoking again?"

"...I still smoked one on the way back, can you smell it?" Xu Damao looked helpless.

Ever since he learned that Qin Jingru was pregnant, Xu Damao had consciously reduced the number of cigarettes he smoked. On the way back, he couldn't help it anymore, so he smoked one.

"You stink like a cesspit now. No one can smell it. Xu Damao, let me warn you. If you dare to smoke in the house in the future, I will never forgive you!"

Seeing Qin Jingru getting angry, Xu Damao smiled and begged for mercy while closing the door.

"Jingru, come and see, what did I bring you?"

Xu Damao took out the box from his arms and placed it on the table.

Qin Jingru's eyes fell on the box, and her eyes suddenly froze, but she still pretended not to care and said: "What good things can you have!"

"Oh, you underestimate me, Xu Damao, don't you?"

Xu Damao smiled triumphantly and slowly opened the box.

The small yellow croaker in the box emits a golden light under the light.

Even though Qin Jingru had already learned from Wang Weidong that the Xu family had hidden a treasure, and was mentally prepared for it, she couldn't help but scream out in surprise when she saw so many small yellow croakers.

"Da Mao, are these all yours?"

"Of course! It's not just these, Jingru, as long as you give me a son, I can get you a few more boxes of small yellow croakers."

Qin Jingru pretended not to believe it and snorted coldly: "Xu Damao, do you think I am a three-year-old child? This box of small yellow croakers is as big as a courtyard. Besides, the little inventory you had before

, I’ve given them all away a long time ago, where else can I get them?”

If it were in the past, Xu Damao would definitely just laugh and forget it when he heard this, but now that he has a son, how can he be looked down upon easily.

"Jingru, now that you are pregnant, you have become a real member of the Xu family. To be honest, our Xu family still has five or six boxes like this, each filled with small yellow croakers."

"With so many little yellow croakers, wouldn't you be the richest man in the capital?" Qin Jingru couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Shh~"

Xu Damao made a silent gesture, then quietly walked behind the door, paused for a moment, suddenly opened the door and stuck his head out.

Seeing that there was no one outside, the tension on his face gradually disappeared. After closing the door again, he walked up to Qin Jingru and whispered: "Jingru, don't say such nonsense. If anyone finds out, we will all have trouble."

Big trouble."

"I know, wasn't I happy just now!"

Qin Jingru held her stomach and said, "You were so fierce just now, I felt something was wrong in my stomach."

Hearing this, Xu Damao's face changed drastically, and he quickly came over and said worriedly: "Jingru, will there be anything wrong with the child?"

"Hmph, as long as you are obedient from now on, nothing will happen to you." Qin Jingru said coldly.

"Be obedient, I will definitely listen to you in the future."

Xu Damao raised his hands and surrendered: "Don't worry, I will find a way to change some nutritional supplements tomorrow to ensure that you and your child will not be wronged."

"Okay, I'm a little sleepy. You can cook something to eat. I'll go to bed first."

Qin Jingru seemed not to hear it, yawned, turned around and entered the back room.

The next day, before dawn, Xu Damao took the small yellow croaker to a pigeon market. After wandering around in the crowd, his face sank.

There are indeed a lot of things on the pigeon market, but they are all grains and the like. The best ones are just a few carp, and there is no milk powder or malted milk at all.

Xu Damao didn't give up and went to a ticket dealer he knew to inquire about the milk powder.

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