Siheyuan: Xu Damao corrects his evil ways

He Daqing called Qin Jingru to drink. This was not teasing, but it was normal for female comrades these days to drink and smoke.

There is a saying that women are treated like men and men are treated like beasts. This is what they are talking about these days.

It’s not that life has been difficult these days, but that everyone is active and willing to do all kinds of physical work. Since we are doing similar work, it is normal for us to have a glass of old wine to relieve fatigue at night after a tiring day.

Of course, a young girl like Qin Jingru who has not yet left the court rarely drinks at other people's houses, and He Daqing usually doesn't greet them.

But wasn't Qin Jingru bringing wine today? Being a little polite was the right thing for He Daqing.

In fact, He Daqing also had his own little thoughts. He was afraid that if he accepted these two bottles of wine from Qin Jingru today, Qin Jingru would make some unreasonable demands to him tomorrow.

For example, introduce her to a job, introduce her to a partner, etc.

Qin Jingru's mind was confused now, so she didn't refuse. She sat down directly, took the bottle and filled it for He Daqing, and then poured half a glass for herself.

Drinking is similar to boxing. It's something that boxers are afraid of young people.

Young people, if you are in good health, you can bear it. Even if you are as drunk as a ghost after drinking, at least you can handle it on the spot.

Of course, this does not include those who get drunk as soon as they drink.

Older people like to give pointers after drinking, and He Daqing is no exception.

He Daqing took a sip of wine and said, "Jingru, actually you did something wrong. You are now doing housework for both families, right?"

"Well, my sister is busy! I just did it along the way." Qin Jingru also drank a little wine, which made her face look as pretty as a peach blossom.

He Daqing curled his lips and said, "What about Jia Zhang?"

"My sister and her mother-in-law are in so much pain every day that I can't do anything." Qin Jingru replied charmingly.

He Daqing smiled and said: "Pull it down, you stupid girl will believe it. Sister You, that mother-in-law, gets so angry when she gets into quarrels with others, it's like a black bear has become a sperm. How can she look like she's sick?"

Qin Jingru laughed "chichi" when she heard this.

He Daqing also laughed for a while, and then said: "Actually, you want to make money, sir, I have an idea."

When she heard about money, Qin Jingru's eyes were filled with stars. She quickly approached He Daqing and asked, "Uncle He, is there any way to make money?"

He Daqing said: "You are stupid, you didn't see the manual work done by some women in the courtyard. If you don't do more laundry and cooking for your sister's family, can you make money by doing some manual work?"

Qin Jingru couldn't help but become frustrated when she heard this and said, "Isn't this why I can't get it?"

Under the dim kerosene light, a family, young and old, gathered together to paste matchboxes. This must be the childhood memory of many urban children before the 80s.

Don’t underestimate that. Things like pasting matchboxes are really benefits arranged by the street for urban residents.

There are also other things like collecting shoe soles, etc. That is, after the public-private partnership, some factories directly distributed some work that did not have a high technical content and required labor to the streets on a counting basis, and then the female comrades relied on their free time to Use your hands a little bit to make money to support your family.

It seemed like a menial job, but at that time, these things were relatively common in the city.

There are some in the countryside, but not as many.

And when it comes to the countryside, how to distribute it is a matter of the commune. Cost-effective handicrafts could not be given outside at all, and were divided up within the commune.

After all, who doesn’t have a few relatives and acquaintances?

Like Qin Jingru in the courtyard, watching others doing handiwork, she was naturally envious. But it's useless to be greedy. Her household registration is not here and she can't get it.

He Daqing smiled and said: "You can't get it, but Li Yun can!"

He Daqing's words immediately made Qin Jingru stand up, pat her head and said: "Hey, hey, why didn't I think of this?"

He Daqing also drank too much, and his mouth broke. He opened his mouth and pointed out the country and said: "You, you just don't use your brain and think more about the fact that there is money everywhere. Who do you blame if you don't pick it up yourself?"

When Qin Jingru heard this, she hugged He Daqing's arm and started acting coquettishly.

He Daqing felt itchy when he was rubbed by the soft and warm thing. He glanced sideways.

This made He Daqing's mouth go dry.

During this period, because of Xu Damao's meritorious service, He Daqing was praised very highly. When he was praised highly, he could no longer do the things he did before with a half-closed door.

He Daqing also hasn't eaten meat for a long time.

Now that I saw this, I immediately became "excited".

He Daqing swallowed, turned his head away, and tried to pull his arm out, but it was blocked by a ball of soft material.

This thing was right in the palm of his hand. He Daqing really wanted to squeeze it.

It's just that he didn't dare, but he couldn't bear to put his hand down again.

Who knew such a big girl didn’t carry insurance?

At this time, He Daqing's shoulder was low, and the shoulder he was leaning against Qin Jingru was raised high, and his hand was stuck on Qin Jingru's chest.

An old face turned red with shame.

He wanted to remind Qin Jingru to let him go, but he still couldn't.

I could only straighten my back, pretend not to care, raised the glass, and sipped the wine in small sips.

The situation in the room had changed at this moment.

In He Daqing's mind at this time, there were those two villains fighting.

One said: This girl is younger than rainwater, why are you so stupid?

Another said: There is no blood relationship. Isn’t it normal for those wealthy men before liberation to marry concubines who were in their 14th or 80s when they were in their 70s or 80s?

At this time, Qin Jingru felt He Daqing's silence. Seeing the posture of the two of them, she couldn't help but blush, and quickly let go of He Daqing's hand.

He Daqing Ruo has lost something.

But what to say about this matter? Qin Jingru came here with this idea in mind.

So Qin Jingru said tentatively: "Uncle He, I heard that you go to work at the street office?"

He Daqing was also very itchy at this time. He usually liked to brag in front of beautiful girls. At this time, he had evil thoughts and naturally boasted even more.

He Daqing said: "There was such a thing. Director Wang took a fancy to my craftsmanship and asked me to go over and help him run a guest house in the street to help her lead a few apprentices.

Don't let me work, just give me instructions.

To be honest, I was hesitating.

Go ahead, you won't be so free anymore.

Let’s not go. Let’s not talk about the tens of millions of salaries. Let’s just say that pensions are worth doing. "

"Is that a formal job?" Qin Jingru asked again.

"Well, they said they would give me the title of consultant." He Daqing said proudly.

This conversation made the silly girl Qin Jingru make up her mind.

Inadvertently, she reached out and hugged He Daqing's arm.