Siheyuan: the beginning reveals Qinhuai Ru's true face

Qin Huairu couldn't help it, Gulu! She swallowed the saliva in her mouth and her neck trembled slightly.

"I, I, I... I'm not very clear. I saw him when I opened the window. He fell down before he could finish a sentence as he walked over. He looked very ill. He was convulsing just now."

Qin Huairu was so confused that she finally came to her senses and hurriedly explained what happened. She didn't have much experience with the sudden collapse of the elderly.

The second uncle "had just suffered a stroke and couldn't work too hard. It looked like he must have sneaked back from the hospital. That guy Silly Zhu was so shameless. He only wanted to be romantic and happy with women.

I just heard Xu Damao say that on the way back, he saw Sha Zhu and Lou Xiao'e in the car. We were so close to each other. It was really embarrassing to do that in the car in broad daylight."

Liu Haizhong kept a straight face and scolded Shazhu seriously for his lack of filial piety. It seemed that he had endured it for a long time. The completely opposite attitude from this morning made people suspicious.

Because I like to make my presence felt, I must have chosen to say these words at this time deliberately to improve my status in the compound.

"What? Silly Zhu is actually doing business in broad daylight with Lou Xiao'e in that long car? Is there any mistake? He usually acts serious in front of me, for fear that I will eat him,

Is it possible that I, Qin Huairu, just can't compare to Lou Xiao'e? Let the three gentlemen come and comment."

When it comes to being ignored by Silly Zhu, the most angry person is Qin Huairu. Last time we were in the house, she really didn't take off her innermost clothes. She didn't expect to feel so embarrassed when she was rejected on the spot. Every time she thought about this, she wanted to die.

She is now pretending to be a victim, completely opposite to the vixen she was in the morning, trying to cleanse her image of a bad woman, and she is indeed the drama bitch in the courtyard.

Now, all he needs is superb acting skills to successfully win the favor of the people in the compound. In Qin Huairu's opinion, it is at least possible to gain sympathy.

Third Master: "You see He Daqing's lower body is trembling. What's going on?"

Yan Shuzhai felt his pulse with one hand and pinched his lips with the other. He watched He Daqing, who was lying in Qin Huairu's arms, shaking his lower body constantly. He was a little embarrassed by this act of coquettishness, which he did not expect.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he pressed the button, He Daqing immediately jumped up and shouted.

"Old Yan, don't be too desperate and spoil my good deeds.

It hurts so much, oh!" He covered his mouth and cursed loudly.

With the help of Qin Huairu, they slowly returned to their cabin, leaving them all confused, including the three uncles, who were also confused. As soon as they left, the people watching next to them began to whisper from time to time.

"Wow! Did you all see it just now? He Daqing, like his son Shazhu, has a soft spot for widows. He fell into Qin Huairu's arms and glanced at her from time to time."

"When you put it like that, I actually drooled when I saw He Daqing. He looked like he was sick. He was simply an old pervert. A person who is dozens of years old is still too old to be serious."

"Damn it, did you notice that when He Daqing's lower body was shaking, he actually didn't zip up his pants? This man is a beast, and he only picks out widows."

"I seriously suspect that this old guy came back just to find a woman. Qin Huairu is really unlucky to be targeted by him. I still don't know if there will be any accidents in the house!"

"Go, go! You are a bunch of busybodies who are not only making trouble, but also like to slander people. My sister will not be so stupid as to get along with an old man."

Qin Jingru walked out of the house in time and angrily told the onlookers that even though she had a fight with her cousin Qin Huairu just in the morning, she still tended to help her in front of outsiders.

It originated from the fact that her husband Xu Damao was attacked by Director Li all night and was bullied. There was no one else to talk to about this kind of scandal, so naturally the only one to talk about was Qin Huairu.

"Our stupid husband, ugh! He looks quite pitiful.

I’ve only heard of women being taken advantage of, but I didn’t expect that men would be taken advantage of these days, and the injuries were so severe that I’m afraid I won’t be able to get out of bed for a month, I have to sleep on my stomach, and even sitting on a chair is a problem.”

The inexplicable bitterness filled her with indescribable grievances, and she even seriously suspected that she had married the wrong person. Deep regret quickly took over her mood at the moment.

At this time, he knew that he and his cousin Qin Huairu must put aside their prejudices and unite to deal with potential crises, so they walked heavily to the hut.

In the 1980s, every courtyard house was usually equipped with a small house for residents to store sundries. The doors and windows were adjacent to each other. Most of them were old wooden doors and windows with simple structures. In fact, they were not securely locked due to their age.

In order to show her sincerity, Qin Jingru gently pushed open the wooden door that was so old that the paint was peeling off and turned yellow. In the dark room, yellow lights flashed back and forth.

It was vaguely visible that the man should be He Daqing, half lying on the bed, and the woman, needless to say, must be Qin Huairu, with her upper body lying on the bed and her knees on the ground. No one knew what they were doing.

"Um, yes, it's right here. Use a little more force. It's much more comfortable. The position is just right. Don't let go. It's great..." From time to time, He Daqing heard strange words.

Qin Jingru immediately blushed to her neck when she heard this. The content of the conversation made her, a middle-aged woman who had been married for many years, feel extremely embarrassed. It was obvious that this was far beyond what normal people would accept.

"What are you doing? People in their decades are too unscrupulous. They are not afraid of being found out!" I couldn't help but turn around and cover my face. I even lost all my dignity. This once again confirmed the rumors in the compound. I regretted it so much at this moment.

, you shouldn’t come to Qin Huairu.

Even the only layer of paper that the sisters had was pierced, and they became so ashamed that they wished they could find a hole in the ground and pretend they had never been here before.

"Jingru? Why are you here? I'm here to help him feel comfortable.

But it’s just the right time for you to come. It’s better for us to work together. With more people, we can do things faster...”

Under the dim yellow light, I could see Qin Huairu turning her head, her hair messy, panting, sweat dripping down her red cheeks and falling into her collar.

"Sister, you must be a lunatic. I didn't expect that you wouldn't even let the old man go. You couldn't get the fool, but you actually turned on his father.

I have no face to look at you!" Qin Jingru didn't even turn her head, she grabbed the door and ran out, with anger and tears falling into the air.

It seems that even though he has lost everything, he still cannot let his only family fall into the moral abyss.

Qin Huairu in the room looked puzzled. He raised his hands and screwed back the cap of the medicinal oil bottle, muttering.

"Crazy, didn't you just have a fight today? You don't have to be so stingy. You were always like this when you were a kid. It's a shame that I introduced you to the compound."

It turned out that He Daqing did not have a stroke, but it was true that he threw himself down at the gate of the compound. In order to show his ability, he walked outside and returned to the compound all afternoon.

When I happened to meet Qin Huairu, he was suffering from an attack of rheumatism and the old pain was unbearable. In order to make the scene realistic, I had to go out. My lower body was shaking because my thighs wanted to scratch. I couldn't reach out and scratch it in front of everyone.