Siheyuan: coveting my wife, you still want to retire

Three days later,
It was originally the day of Jia Dongxu's funeral, but Jia Zhang entrusted the prison guards to send a message to Qin Huairu.

Let her postpone it for three days, and then she will be able to get out of prison.

Hearing this news, Qin Huairu had no choice but to follow Jia Zhang's opinion.

After all, she is Jia Dongxu's mother.

this afternoon.

Qin Huairu came to look for Li Xiangdong.

"Li Xiangdong, I have a bed here, can you take a look at it for me?" Qin Huairu asked pleadingly.

"Bed?" Li Xiangdong didn't know what she meant when he heard it.

"It's like this. I think there is a bed in our house that may also be an ancient bed. Can you help me see it?" Qin Huairu explained,
"You made it clear in one breath."

Li Xiangdong shook his head speechlessly.

It seems that this wave of collecting has not passed yet.
soon.

Li Xiangdong followed Qin Huairu to Jia's house.

"Which bed?" Li Xiangdong asked.

"That's the one." Qin Huairu pointed to the innermost room.

Following her hand, Li Xiangdong walked in.

If you guess correctly, this is not the bed that Jia Dongxu lay on before his death.

At the moment, Li Xiangdong carefully observed the craftsmanship of the bed.

It is really a Ming Dynasty bed.

This Jia Dongxu is really blessed, it's worth it if he has been an antique for half his life.

"Yes, it is indeed a Ming Dynasty bed." Li Xiangdong replied truthfully.

"Great, let me just say that this bed is not simple, it looks very similar to the bed in your Dongming Museum."

Qin Huairu said excitedly.

Li Xiangdong couldn't help boasting secretly when he heard this.

This widow is really savvy about collecting!
After the appraisal, Li Xiangdong was about to leave.

"Xiangdong, do you want to take this bed?"

Qin Huairu asked.

"You can accept it when you receive it. How much do you plan to sell?"

Li Xiangdong asked tentatively.

"1 yuan?"

Qin Huairu asked cautiously.

"Alright, you'd better keep it for yourself."

With that said, Li Xiangdong was about to go out.

"Don't mind, I don't understand this either."

Qin Huairu held Li Xiangdong back and refused to let him go.

"Okay then, I'll tell you a price of 2500."

Li Xiangdong thought to himself, whether the price is high or low.

Even if Qin Huairu wants to ask a few more people, the price is still up for grabs.

"Okay then, you want me to think about it."

Qin Huairu thought that the amount Li Xiangdong shouted was not bad.

After all, it was already his salary for two years.

It is also a considerable income.

However, she still wanted to ask a few more people.

Li Xiangdong had expected this answer a long time ago.

Compared with Xu Damao, Qin Huairu's IQ is several times higher than him.

After chatting.

Li Xiangdong returned to the house again.

He doesn't care about the Ming Dynasty bed in Qin Huairu's family now.

After all, it was not at the same level as the old Zhu's bed that I had taken in before.

At this moment, he was thinking about how to tell his wife about Xiao Hua.

If we discuss it carefully, will Master Mistress let Xiao Hua recognize her?
Will it be like the last time I left without saying goodbye?
Thinking about it this way, on the contrary, whether or not you recognize yourself is not the most important thing.

The most important thing is, Shi Niang don't come to the world to evaporate again.

After thinking about it for a while, Li Xiangdong still felt that he needed to wait for a good opportunity.

The next day, noon.

Siheyuan.

After comparing several companies, Qin Huairu found that someone offered a higher price than Li Xiangdong.

But just to compare the ink marks, I have to find some professional people to take a look.

Originally, the few days since Jia Dongxu's death was enough for her to be busy, so she didn't have time to waste time with those people.

Besides, Mrs. Jia Zhang will be back in three days.

She had to get rid of this bed quickly, otherwise when the old woman came back, she wouldn't know what was wrong with her.

Ever since, she found Li Xiangdong again.

"Xiangdong, I've thought about it, 2500 is 2500, but I want to sell it to you today."

Qin Huairu said with a smile.

"It's okay to be so anxious. At that time, I asked the people from the museum to pull the bed and gave you the money at the same time."

Li Xiangdong said straightforwardly.

"Okay, then it's settled."

After the negotiation, Qin Huairu happily left.

Three more days passed.

Early in the morning, Jia Zhang was finally released from prison.

She went to the funeral home immediately to see Jia Dongxu for the last time.

When the white-haired man sent the black-haired man, she burst into tears.

After crying for about half an hour, she stopped.

At this time, she slowly calmed down, and began to complain about Qin Huairu.

This broom star brought bad luck after marrying into our Jia family.

It hurt his son to become paralyzed.

The stick born is still the son of the uncle.

Also, if she had accompanied Jia Dongxu to the hospital that day, would she be in jail?

Later on.

If he doesn't go to jail, will Jia Dongxu die?

It was this bitch who killed his son.

As she spoke, she looked at Jia Dongxu's body.

Why did you lose weight after just a few days?
Then, she turned the corpse over, and there were some scars on the back, which looked like they had been pulled by a belt.

What the hell is going on here?
Now she thought about it carefully, maybe this bitch starved her son to death on purpose.

Today is the day of Jia Dongxu's funeral.

At this moment, many relatives and friends have come to the funeral home.

Of course, it also includes everyone in the courtyard house.

"Mom, sorry, don't cry and break your body."

Qin Huairu wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Huairu, let me ask you how Dongxu died?"

Jia Zhang looked at Qin Huairu with vicious eyes.

"How did you die?" Qin Huairu's heart skipped a beat, "It was a sudden death, maybe it was because her body was too weak. If you don't believe me, just ask Xiao Dang, she was there at the time."

"Xiao Dang, did your father die suddenly?"

Jia Zhang also looked at Xiaodang fiercely.

Xiao Dang was stunned by her expression, "My mother was right, but my father suddenly lost his breath."

"Did your mother give your father medicine and meals on time?"

This time, Jia Zhang not only looked at Xiaodang, but also at Sophora japonica.

As for sticks, she didn't glance at them.

After all, she has long denied that he is her grandson.

"Grandma, what do you mean by asking that? How could Mom not give Dad his medicine and meals on time?"

Huaihua said angrily.

"That's right, I asked in vain. How could you know if you both go to work?"

Jia Zhang let out a long sigh.

It was at this time.

Qin Huairu cried aggrievedly.

"Mom, you don't have a conscience when you talk like that. Didn't I take care of Jia Dongxu while you were in prison?"

"For so many years, have you heard me say a word of complaint?"

At this time, the men, women and children in the courtyard saw Qin Huairu crying, and they all swarmed to talk to her.

"This Jia Zhang family is too much."

"That's right, after Jia Dongxu was paralyzed, Qin Huairu never remarried, and took care of her son diligently. Now that she is dead, she even suspects her daughter-in-law."

"Yeah, this old woman is too stupid."

It was at this time.

Li Xiangdong couldn't help smiling.

Although he didn't know whether Jia Dongxu's death had anything to do with Qin Huairu.

But after so many years, Qin Huairu's ability to cry is still the same as before!
Soon, many flower protectors were attracted.

And Shazhu has already withdrawn from the team of supporters.

However, it was also because of Ran Qiuye's presence.

If not, it is still unknown.

At this moment, after hearing everyone's maintenance.

Jia Zhang roared loudly.

"I'm not talking nonsense."

"If you don't believe me, come and see the injury on Jia Dongxu's back!"

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