Siheyuan: Xu Damao corrects his evil ways

Qin Huairu also nodded to Silly Zhu and smiled bitterly.

A person's expression has different meanings in the eyes of different people.

For example, if Qin Huairu is bitter now, if Yi Zhonghai sees it, he will wonder if the Jia family wants to defraud him of money again.

If other people in the yard had seen it, they might have thought that Jia Zhang had shown Qin Huairu another look.

They are all in the same courtyard, and the water tap is at the door of Qin Huairu's house in the middle courtyard. Mrs. Jia Zhang occasionally scolds Qin Huairu, so everyone knows about it.

Everyone also knows who Jia Zhang is. He is a person who fights for three points regardless of reason, bullies the weak and fears the strong.

So everyone dislikes Jia Zhang, but they have a very good impression of Qin Huairu.

But in Silly Zhu's eyes, this bitterness felt completely different.

Shazhu has already imagined Qin Huairu's sorrow, wishing they could meet again when they were not married...

With such similar thoughts, the tormented Silly Zhu wanted to turn around and hug Qin Huairu directly...

There is a word that best describes Comrade Silly Zhu's current state - a man who hates men and women.

This is not described in this way to avoid twisting the tongue, but it is a good description of a certain state between men and women.

Most men, in the stage of unrequited love before falling in love, always use the word "infatuation" to describe them appropriately.

The various emotions of the other party are always thought to be because of oneself.

This is what Comrade Shazhu is like now.

But after looking at the dim lights in his home, he sighed and walked back home with heavy steps. Halfway through, he touched his pocket, took out a handful of odd bills, turned back and stuffed it into Qin Huairu. He nodded to Qin Huairu and walked home again.

Qin Huairu was a little confused. She didn't expect that just a forced smile could have such benefits?

Qin Huairu did not expect that her bitterness due to her hard life would already create a scene in Comrade Shazhu's mind.

All she knew was that the road was long, her belly was heavy, and she was tired.

What she didn't know was that certain situations had occurred this year. Food in the pigeon market is very expensive. It was so expensive that she couldn't really buy anything for five yuan.

Not to mention that Mrs. Jia and Zhang want to eat white noodles and meat. Even if we replace everything with whole grains, we won't be able to get much.

In the past, fine grains were only measured in cents, and white flour was only more than 30 cents per catty (it was more than 10 cents in the grain store, but food stamps were needed.) But now, it is measured in yuan (this price only lasts about a year).

Qin Huairu asked about the price, clicked her tongue, and wandered back and forth in the alley of Pigeon City twice more.

When I decided to buy it, I was told that it was out of stock.

This person didn't lie to her. It was precisely because there were so few that the price was so expensive.

Looking back, except for some whole grains such as sweet potatoes, there was nothing else.

After Qin Huairu passed through her tears and cried, she packed all the sweet potatoes at one cent cheaper.

Carrying ten kilograms of sweet potatoes on my back, I staggered toward my home.

Naturally, he was scolded again when he returned home, which made the tired Qin Huairu even more desperate.

At this time, she was thinking a lot about Jia Dongxu being by her side, hugging her, and telling her that she only needed to take good care of her baby, and he would take care of everything in the family.

Regardless of Jia Dongxu's skills or personality, at least he must treat Qin Huairu well.

Qin Huairu had enough of Jia Zhang's chattering and walked out of the house in confusion.

Jia Zhang shouted: "Stop, what are you doing?"

Qin Huairu said without looking back: "I'm going to go outside and wash up."

Qin Huairu's words were neither sad nor happy, but Jia Zhang heard a hint of determination in her daughter-in-law's words.

Jia Zhang immediately stopped talking. Although she wanted to take advantage of Qin Huairu, she did not want to force her to death, nor did she want to force Qin Huairu to leave the Jia family.

Jia Zhang secretly wondered if she had gone too far towards Qin Huairu recently.

Besides, Qin Huairu didn't know where she should go when she reached the courtyard.

So I could only walk to the corner, squat down, and cry "wuwuwu".

At this time, Yi Zhonghai was lying on the bed. He heard the crying outside, got up and opened the door to look outside.

The moonlight today is very good and bright, so Yi Zhonghai clearly recognized Qin Huairu who was crying in the corner.

No one else knows about the Jia family. He naturally knew that Yi Zhonghai even knew Jia Zhang's character, and not a penny of the money he gave would reach Qin Huairu's hands.

He didn't want to care about this kind of thing, but he watched Qin Huairu cry for a while, get up with difficulty, and wipe her tears behind her back.

Somehow, Yi Zhonghai suddenly softened his heart.

He walked back into the kitchen, took out his own bag of whole grains, and weighed it in his hands. It was about five or six kilograms of stick noodles.

After thinking about it, I dug out two small bowls of white noodles from another fine grain bag and put them inside.

Carrying the grain bag, he walked behind Qin Huairu.

Looking at Qin Huairu whose shoulders were still twitching, Yi Zhonghai wanted to reach out and pat Qin Huairu's shoulders to comfort her. He reached halfway, but stopped again.

Yi Zhonghai struggled with his face, but finally put his hand down and shouted in a low voice: "Huai Ru."

When Qin Huairu heard the noise, she hurriedly stretched out her arms and wiped her face randomly a few times. When he turned around, he realized it was Yi Zhonghai. He shouted hurriedly: "Uncle Yi, did I disturb you?"

These words made Yi Zhonghai very comfortable to hear. He didn't say "Why are you here?" or "What do you want to do?"

Instead, she was worried that Yi Zhonghai was disturbed by her crying.

People's hearts are made of flesh, no matter how Yi Zhonghai treats others. But at least he wanted someone to really care about him.

So, Yi Zhonghai smiled more and more kindly, handed over the grain bag in his hand and said, "I couldn't sleep just now. When I got up and heard you crying, was this scolded by your mother-in-law again?"

Qin Huairu looked at the grain bag in Yi Zhonghai's hand eagerly, and she wanted to reach out to take it.

But because of what happened to Silly Zhu a few days ago, I was a little worried about gains and losses.

Seeing the struggle on Qin Huairu's face, Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but laugh and said: "What are you afraid of? I am Master Dongxu, are you still afraid that your master wife will disagree?"

Qin Huairu has not yet become a white lotus, but she vaguely feels that as long as she cries in front of a man, she will get some unexpected benefits.

Hesitantly taking the grain bag from Yi Zhonghai's hand, Qin Huairu was still looking down and thinking about the inevitable connection between her crying and the man's sympathy.

No one is born with certain things. All skills are learned passively or actively after being tortured by life, or for a better life.

And now Qin Huairu is at such a juncture.

She has always known her beauty.

She occasionally cried when she was sad, but she couldn't control herself.

But I never thought that this kind of beauty and this kind of crying could be beneficial.

When Yi Zhonghai saw Qin Huairu lowering her head and saying nothing, he thought she was shy or hadn't gotten over her sadness yet.

Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but comfort him a few more times, and then they said goodbye and went home.

Qin Huairu walked home carrying the grain bag. Jia Zhang, who had been waiting for a long time, asked coldly: "Huairu, who gave this to you?"