Ninety lucky little sweet wife

As soon as he left the Qin family's yard, Gao Qiang broke free from the tightly held hands of Carpenter Gao, and stared at him angrily.

"Father, are you crazy? Don't you see that little hoof is trying to humiliate us? You still humiliate her and put a smile on your face. It doesn't matter if you don't do that little work, I can't afford to lose this person. "

Gao Qiang was puzzled, very puzzled.

Based on his understanding of his father, he knew that the other party wanted to punish him, so he wouldn't accept it easily.

With his super fighting power, he will never give up until he turns the Qin family upside down.

The more he groped, the more wronged he felt.

"You know what a fart!" Carpenter Gao looked at his son resentfully, probably worried about something, looked around again, and then said in a low voice, "This little humiliation is nothing, in a few days I will pay her back twice as much."

When Gao Qiang heard this, he immediately felt relieved, "That's right, we have to take this anger for granted, and we have to show her some color, otherwise we really think our Gao family is easy to bully."

Sure enough, as soon as Gao Qiang finished speaking, Carpenter Gao said clearly: "Isn't wages calculated by the day? I let them know what it means to work slowly and meticulously. Just one toilet chair takes ten days and a half a month. Every day there are There is food, oil, and wages, so why not do it?"

Knowing his father's perfect plan, Gao Qiang was no longer depressed. A greedy desire flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help giving his father a thumbs up.

Sure enough, the ginger is still old and spicy.

It's nothing to be wronged, as long as you have money.

It's not the first time they have made a toilet chair. Usually, one person can do it in one day. This time, the two of them have to prepare for ten days and a half months, so they don't have to carve a flower on it.

Anyway, they don't understand these things, even if Zhang Maocai made a complaint to complain, they are not afraid, because Mrs. Qin will take care of her.

The Gao family's father and son's wishful thinking, which is separated by a wall from them, has no way of knowing.

After cleaning up the dishes on the dining table, Aunt Zhang took them to the kitchen to clean them, while Uncle Zhang took a few workers to the newly built house.

The weather is hot recently, and the new house is ventilated. The master craftsmen removed some packing cartons containing the materials and spread them on the ground. Then several people lay down on them together, and took a lunch break before they had the strength to work in the afternoon.

Mrs. Qin also had the habit of taking a lunch break at noon, but for some reason today, instead of going back to her own room, she went to Zhu Yan's room.

Zhu Yan was still working on her design draft, and Qin Huai had to help with work in the afternoon, so Zhu Yan asked him to lie on the bed and rest for a while.

As soon as Qin Huai lay down on the bed, Mrs. Qin stepped into their room.

"Aniang, what's the matter?" Qin Huai sat up from the bed and asked hastily.

Zhu Yan put down the paintbrush in her hand and looked towards the door of the room, just in time to meet the scrutinizing eyes of Mrs. Qin.

Mrs. Qin is just 80 years old this year. Except for the cough that has plagued her for many years, her body is quite strong, her ears are not deaf and her eyes are not blurry, and her mind is very clear.

But it was such an old lady who had an unusually dignified expression at this moment, her dark eyes were full of sharpness, and she looked directly at Zhu Yan as if probing.

Mrs. Qin didn't answer her son's question, and went straight to Zhu Yan, "Girl, tell me in good conscience, in this family, can I feel sorry for you?"

Old Madam Qin's random question stumped Zhu Yan.

She looked at Qin Huai helplessly, and saw Qin Huai spreading his hands, expressing that she didn't know what happened.

"Aniang, what's the matter with you? Why did you suddenly ask A Yan such a sharp question, and she never said anything wrong with you?"

At this time, Qin Huai was still on his wife's side.

"Yes, she didn't say anything about me, that's because she slapped my old face directly." The more Mrs. Qin said, the more angry she became.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Qin Huai quickly got up from the bed and walked to the two of them.

It was the first time that Ayan had been in the house for so long, and it was the first time for him to see his aunt blushing at her. Although he still didn't understand why, as a middleman, he had to mediate anyway.

"Aniang, when did Ayan slap you in the face, why didn't I know?"

"You...you know how to speak for your daughter-in-law..." The old lady Qin didn't get angry, and slapped Qin Huai's arm directly.

In fact, Zhu Yan knew what was wrong with Mrs. Qin from the very beginning when she saw the darkened face.

In private, more than once, Aunt Zhang secretly told her that Zhu Yan always turned a blind eye when Mrs. Qin delivered the food from home to Qin Zhengfang.

When people get old, family affection will naturally be more important. After finally the relationship with their biological daughter eased, it is only natural for the old lady to rush to offer her kindness.

Basically, as long as it doesn't touch her bottom line, she will let her go.

Now, with such a big matter as building a house, the Gao family insisted on intervening, how could she nod her head in agreement.

Asking them to help build a toilet chair and a fence for the pig house was all for the sake of the old lady Qin, but unexpectedly, the old lady was not happy about it.