Siheyuan: My anger system is too good at playing

Silly chattering at home alone, "Amituofo" to the ball of paper.

Jiang Weidong sat across from him, "Where is this guy going? It's still a mystery."

Forget it, take care of him.

No matter how you say it, it must be more interesting to "go" because it can trigger events.

The paper was so thin that it was almost transparent, and the writing on it was as big as the mouth of a bowl.

It is pure blindness to say that it cannot be seen from the outside.

This is obviously kissing in the mirror-coaxing yourself.

In this case, I might as well coax you.

At least we have an interaction.

So, Jiang Weidong took advantage of Silly Zhu's closing his eyes and recited the Buddha's name.

Just pushed the ball of paper with "Go" written on it, and pushed Xue slightly in front of him.

Of course, he wasn't sure that Sha Zhu would choose this.

If you can't keep it neat, you will do the opposite, and seek far away from the near ones.

Anyway, it's just a picture.

In the end, Shazhu really lived up to expectations.

He grabbed the nearest ball of paper and said resignedly, "That's it!"

After opening the ball of paper, the big word "go" almost blinded my dog's eyes.

Silly Zhu was a little excited, but tried his best to control it. He pursed his lips and smiled for a long time before throwing the note into the stove.

Then I rummaged through boxes and chests to find a paper bag.

In the past, there were no plastic bags, such as cakes, biscuits, tea, and so on.

He first adjusted his clothes and hairstyle in front of the mirror, and then put on a pair of leather shoes, which were the ones he wore when he saw Ran Qiuye last time, and they were polished with a shoe brush.

Then he picked up the string on the paper bag with satisfaction, opened the door and went out.

Jiang Weidong summed it up, the Chinese New Year is coming soon, is he going to give a gift to someone?

On second thought, no, absolutely impossible!
Although this guy is a bad cook, he is very proud in his bones.

It is really not easy for him to give gifts to others.

After thinking about it again, he suddenly remembered Artemis' words.

"Ham, he probably wants to go to Jia's family to see Qin Jingru, right?"

At this moment, Yi Zhonghai walked over.

After listening to a few words, it turned out to be some irrelevant words.

Jiang Weidong thought to himself, you two chat here first, I'll go to Jia's house to see the excitement first.

Maybe it was because of the alcohol, he suddenly realized why Artemis had slipped out all day.

This blatant wandering around other people's houses is simply too interesting.

The key is that others can't see themselves, one word: exciting!

Leaving those two chatterers behind, the atmosphere changed immediately as soon as they entered Jia's house.

Because Qin Huairu did not have the financial support from Shazhu, life was difficult.

Today is the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, even families with average conditions can see a little bit of meat.

But their family was still the same as usual, and they still boiled a big pot of stick noodle porridge.

It's porridge, it's as thin as water, and that's it, I borrowed it from Da Ma.

This kind of "porridge" is not very hungry for children who are growing and active.

As soon as Bang Giao changed out of his dirty clothes, he went to the table in long johns.

No way, only one set of cotton-padded jacket and cotton-padded trousers for one person, he would never want to go out again until this suit is dry.

Jiang Weidong sat on the bench under the window, watching the daily life of their family.

When he first came in, he saw the pot of gruel.

At that time, he still thought in his heart that with this food, the stick would definitely be a demon.

Sure enough, staring at the thin bowl of stick noodle porridge, he was the first to protest.

"Mom, why are you eating this again?"

Qin Huairu smelled that his whole body was still smelly, and said angrily, "If you don't eat this, what would you eat?"

"At the beginning of the month, if you hadn't eaten up all the dry food, how could our family have come to this point?"

Bang Geng's mouth is not a concession, "Don't talk about me, then if you don't have a broken shoe with Xu Damao, you won't deduct half a month's salary."

"If the family is rich, why don't they drink porridge every now and then? It's not enough to eat at all!"

"I haven't played for a while, and it's gone after two pees. I'm so hungry that I can't even run!"

This kid is simply out of control.

Jiang Weidong was so angry watching from the sidelines that he really wanted to stretch out his hand and give her a big mouth.

Isn't that just looking for a fight?
But Qin Huairu's next move made him completely understand why the stick became what it is today.

She stretched out her hand and poked Bang Giao's forehead, and scolded, "Why are you talking to adults?"

Then he took another steamed bun and stuffed it into his hand, "Just eat this if you think it's rare, and you're ashamed to say you're hungry. Look at your face, you're being scratched by that damned cat raised by Jiang Weidong, right?"

"It deserves it! How many times have I told you, don't provoke it, that cat is as smart as a human, and you suffer every time, and you still have no memory!"

Is this over?

It's no wonder that the child who forced the child to go outside all day to cause trouble, dare not pay any painful price after returning home.

Seeing the little widow scolding her grandson, Jia Zhang felt very uncomfortable.

But this is someone's own son, no matter how close she is as a grandmother, she is not as close as someone's mother.

No matter how dissatisfied she was, she could only goug Qin Huairu one after another.

Unless it was absolutely necessary, she didn't dare to find trouble, otherwise the little widow would be in a hurry and send her back to her hometown in the countryside sooner or later.

"Mom, you don't have to be unhappy if I take care of the children."

"What kind of child has been used to you now, I have to tell you if you stare at me."

Qin Huairu's voice was gentle and soft, but she couldn't hold back the knife hidden in Mianli.

Jia Zhang denied it, "Since when did I stare at you? Don't talk nonsense in front of the child."

Qin Huairu put down the bowl, broke off a piece of steamed bun and put it in his mouth.

"You don't call that staring?"

"If there were no eye sockets to stop you, your eyeballs would probably have flown to Siberia!"

[Congratulations to the host for getting the anger value from Jia Zhang*56]

Before Mrs. Jiazhang could reply, the stick started talking again, "Mom..."

"Mom, what's the matter, I'm not full with one cornbread, here's more, here! Keep eating!"

Qin Huairu didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and took a few cornbreads from the enamel basin, and stuffed them into his hands together.

this meal...

Isn't this just stick noodles?

Hey, it really is.

Stick now also came to his senses, looking at the cornbread in his hand, his stomach felt nauseated.

"Watou, cornbread, cornbread again!"

"Eating stick noodles every day, I'm going to die of nausea!"

"I don't want to eat, I want to eat meat!"

Jia Zhang hurriedly coaxed him, "Grand grandson, listen to grandma, the Chinese New Year will be the day after tomorrow, and you have to save meat until that day, right?"

It's okay not to coax.

With this coaxing, the brat turned into a demon.

"I don't care, I don't care, I want to eat meat!"

It's almost the Chinese New Year, it's unlucky to cry like this, as the old saying goes, isn't this a disaster?

Qin Huai was so angry that he stood up instantly.

All of a sudden, Jiang Weidong was taken aback.

She, what is she doing here?