Siheyuan: promoted to director, sub-district office to send wife

After half an hour, the residents got up one after another and got ready to go to work.

Lou Xiaoe kicked Xu Damao in a daze, "Hey, wake up, it's dawn."

"Hoohoo~" Xu Damao slept like a dead dog, snoring like thunder.

He was suffering from hunger and cold last night, and his vitality was seriously injured. It is estimated that he will have to sleep for a day and a night to recover.

Lou Xiaoe, who was already pregnant, became more and more irritable.

Seeing that he didn't get up, he simply continued to fall asleep.

...

In the courtyard, everyone stared at the rain cloth with dissatisfaction.

"How do you go to work? Xu Damao promised to get up early!"

"We shouldn't have believed his words yesterday, full of lies."

"Go knock on the door of Xu's house and ask him to get up and open it for us."

A neighbor suggested.

"No, Lou Xiao'e is pregnant, and now she is weak. If there is something wrong with being angry, can you pay for a child?"

Lou Xiaoe has not been pregnant for several years, who dares to promise to compensate her for a child.

The smarter ones already had an idea, "Hey, you see that the piece of cloth has been torn, Xu Damao must have prepared it for us.

It's just that the opening is a bit small, just tear it up a bit. "

The big guy knew it well, it was definitely not Xu Damao's trick.

A good piece of rain cloth, the price is not cheap, you can take it off and use it as a new one.

Right now with a hole in it, it's just a piece of waste cloth.Or cut from the middle to become a small square cloth.

If someone comes forward, things will be easy to handle.

"Let me talk about it, let's not make it too big, just get through it."

The man said so, but his actions were rude.

"Tear--"

There was a huge tearing sound of cloth, and the whole rain cloth was split into two from the beginning to the end.

"Oh my god, I've tried too hard." The man scratched his mouth in embarrassment, and walked out first by himself.

The onlookers smoothed things over, "It's good, we're humans, not dogs, so why do we have to get in and out."

"That's right, I'm at work!"

The crowd dispersed one after another, leaving only tattered raincloths.

After eating breakfast, Yan Bugui went out to push the cart, "Xu Damao, you prodigal son! You don't know how to remove the nail? Prodigal son!"

Looking at the rain cloth, he was so distressed that he slapped his thigh.

Liu Haizhong and Yi Zhonghai also thought it was Xu Damao's masterpiece.

The old man snorted and said with a snort, "This Xu Damao has quite a temper. He didn't show his face even if he tore up the cloth, and he deliberately put face on us!"

"Let's go, I have to go to the workshop to change the size." The second uncle walked out first.

I felt that the two closed raincloths were in the way, so I tore a large piece of it hard, and it drooped completely.

He Yuzhu walked out with the bun in his mouth, and the courtyard was completely quiet.

noon.

The third mother quietly grabbed Song Jiayun who was doing laundry, and asked in a low voice, "Hey, Xu Damao hasn't come out yet, why do I feel like he doesn't know about the rain cloth?"

"Third Mom, I didn't observe his house." Song Jiayun smiled slightly, "Lou Xiao'e is pregnant and may be tired. From morning to now, there has been no movement at Xu's house."

"You're right, I guess the two of you have fallen asleep." The third mother muttered to herself,
"Hey, this Xu Damao is really interesting. It's fine for his wife to sleep in when she's pregnant, but he's also a big man who sleeps in."

The girls next to her were full of dissatisfaction with Xu Damao.

The women stood on the same front, substituting themselves into the pregnant Lou Xiao'e, and felt that it was really bad luck to marry Xu Damao.

No work at home, and no job to support the family.

"Jiayun, it's you who enjoy the blessings, Shazhu is so capable. But it's also because of you, ever since you married into He's family, you have made Shazhu prosperous."

The aunt in the front yard was used to the previous address, and she yelled at each other stupidly, which made Song Jiayun's face look down.

The second aunt reminded with a wink, "You really can't speak, how ugly it is to be called Shazhu in front of He Yuzhu's family."

Because she owed the He family 20 yuan, the second aunt's tone was mixed with a trace of humbleness.

Zhao Qiuyan picked beans beside her, her eyes rolling around, wondering what she was thinking about.

"Oh, my mouth is too fast, I didn't react." The aunt in the front yard slapped her face lightly with her hand, and smiled awkwardly.

Song Jiayun twitched the corners of her mouth, "It's nothing, and I didn't shout in front of him."

"Don't dare." The aunt quickly shook her head.

Ever since He Yuzhu got angry before, the courtyard kept this incident in his heart.

You can call Master He or Zhuzi, but you can't just call Shazhu directly.

In fact, Lou Xiao'e got up early, boiled two eggs by herself, and cooked a bowl of noodles at noon.

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Xu Damao finally woke up.

His whole body was sore and weak, and he almost fell to the ground.

"What time is it? Ezi, what time did I sleep until?"

In a daze, I heard Lou Xiaoe say 03:30.

"03:30 in the morning?"

"03:30 p.m."

"Damn! Why didn't you call me! It's a bad thing, my rain cloth was not removed, and everyone was late for work!"

Xu Damao grabbed the clothes and put them on his head. Halfway through the clothes, he realized that they were long johns.

"My sweater is gone? Where is my sweater! Where is my sweater!"

"You didn't take it off, where did you get the sweater?" Lou Xiao'e said calmly, then turned around and continued knitting the child's hat.

"Oh."

Xu Damao looked down and saw that the sweater was on his body.

I slept anxiously last night, so I only took off my lower body, not my upper body!
Dragging the cotton shoes, Xu Damao rushed out while fastening his trousers.

The first mother sat under the window and picked up peanuts, preparing to cook peanuts mixed with shredded pickles.

Seeing him running out in a panic, he asked, "Hey, Da Mao, where are you going? You are in such a hurry."

"Don't mention it, I slept until 03:30, I was really convinced!" Xu Damao pointed to the gate, "I have to go and take off the rain cloth, you guys haven't gone to work yet?"

Now it's over, he has become the public enemy of the entire academy.

"Xu Damao, you are so funny, can everyone wait for you to wake up before going to work?" Mrs. Jia Zhang sat at the door basking in the sun, crossing her legs.

As comfortable as possible, as comfortable as possible.

Those who didn't know thought it was the old lady of some landlord's family.

"What do you mean?"

Xu Damao didn't understand what she meant, and asked dumbfounded.

"I've already gone to work. I'm on time and there's no delay." Jia Zhang gloated and grinned.

The fat old face was full of creases.

Xu Damao, who immediately realized that something was wrong, rushed towards the gate.

"Fuck! Who did it, who broke it for me! I have to return it, fuck!"

After swearing several times in a row, Xu Damao jumped into a rage and stomped his feet crazily.

The window of Yan's house was pushed open, revealing the disgusted face of the third mother, "Xu Damao, it's almost done, what do you want to do?"

"Third Mom, the cloth is broken, and someone cut it up for me."

Xu Damao looked back at Yan's family with a trace of crying, aggrieved.

"I didn't buy this, it was borrowed from a car repair shop. I'm going to take it back and give it back to someone else, so what if it's gone now!"

A strong anger rose inexplicably, and I don't know what the use is for Lou Xiao'e!

Why didn't you wake him up when you woke up, and let yourself delay the business.