Siheyuan, don't yell at me

He Yuzhu accomplished a good thing, and the look he gave Hou Xiaomei in the yard was no longer that of a bootlicker.

This made He Daqing feel a lot more relieved. Zhuzi had at least gotten into the field, so he wouldn't be dragged to death by a gang.

That's great. Take him to see the world a few more times.

To help a widow is stupid, but to help ten widows is a real skill.

With the addition of Hou Xiaomei to the courtyard, there is a lot more joy.

The originally ferocious Jia Zhang was beaten into a kind-looking state by Hou Xiaomei.

His temper has improved, he no longer throws tantrums, he understands what people say, he has become more diligent, and he can now do things that he was not able to do before.

Jia Dongxu originally had a minor gambling problem, but it was completely cured by Hou Xiaomei.

Not a penny of the wages paid by the steel rolling mill went into Jia Dongxu's pocket.

Not only that, Hou Xiaomei waited for Jia Dongxu to get off work at the factory gate every day, and after he got off work, Hou Xiaomei forced him to clear the sewers.

When work gets off in the evening, the courtyard becomes a place of joy.

Jia Zhang was keeping watch in the yard, while Jia Dongxu and Hou Xiaomei went into the house to do some work.

Often within three minutes of entering the room, one would hear Hou Xiaomei's verbal abuse.

"Waste, waste, you only have half a minute's ability~

Give me some props!

Move, I'll make you move~"

He Daqing hummed a little tune, shook his head in the house, and listened to the insults outside, feeling particularly happy.

Today is the winter solstice, and the whole family is together, preparing to have a good meal.

Qin Huairu and He Yushui were both here, but that wicked He Yuzhu went to spend the winter solstice with a widow outside.

The Winter Solstice is a big festival. If you can afford it, every family would have a meal with meat, eggs and dumplings.

Qin Huairu and He Yushui also thought so, but He Daqing's words were still more effective at home.

With a wave of the hand, we are going to eat copper hotpot on the winter solstice today.

The resentment between Qin Huairu and He Yushui disappeared without a trace when He Daqing brought out a plate of mutton.

The two were busy cutting mutton and picking tender vegetable leaves.

He Daqing was busy preparing the ingredients for the hot pot. At first glance, it was all red, consisting of red chilies.

"Wife, go get me a bottle of wine. I need a drink later.

Remember to order the one from Wu Laoer’s shop at the corner of the street. I love drinking their sorghum wine, it’s very strong.

Here, I’ll give you money~”

He Yushui grinned and quickly reached out to grab the money.

"Dad, I'll go, I'll go, I'll be faster~"

"You money-loser, at least give me half a bottle of water for every bottle of wine.

Forget it, forget it, keep the money for your own use..."

Qin Huairu straightened her body and deliberately moved closer to He Daqing, looking at him eagerly.

As soon as He Daqing saw it, he knew what this woman meant.

He Yushui is your daughter, and I, Qin Huairu, am still your wife, so you have to treat us equally.

Which of the daily cleaning and rinsing is not done by me, Qin Huairu?

Serving your entire family is like a nanny. Even if I have no credit, I have worked hard.

He Daqing chuckled.

He knew very well what Qin Huairu's mentality was.

Isn’t it just that Grandpa He Daqing’s clothes are new, in many styles, and not a single one is patched?

This old woman hangs my clothes out to dry whenever she has nothing to do and shows them off everywhere, not even afraid that the clothes will fade.

However, He Daqing was still happy to give this small amount of money.

As the head of the family, He Daqing holds all the financial power.

He Daqing has the final say on all matters, big or small.

Qin Huairu took the double portion of the wine money with a smile, looked up at He Yushui, and the two of them stared at each other before leaving.

Not long after the mother and daughter left the house, the door was pushed open again.

He Daqing looked up and his mouth corners twitched.

"Damn it, Jia Zhang, who let you into my room?

Quick, get out~"

Jia Zhang was also very thick-skinned, as if she didn't hear He Daqing chasing people away.

"Master He, what are you doing?

Tsk tsk~

The mutton is cut as thin as paper. Only you, Mr. He, have this skill.

What is this red soup made of?"

"Ms. Jia Zhang, don't you understand what I'm saying?

I told you to get out, I told you to get out~"

Jia Zhang's face darkened and she shrank her head.

"Master He, I want to ask you a favor~

For the sake of our past friendship, you must help me once~

Please help me deal with my vicious daughter-in-law, she has always been afraid of you~"

He Daqing rolled his eyes and sneered in his heart.

Damn it, you evil woman, now you have come to this day.

Little Sister Hou was specially found for your family, so you, the Jia family, just have to bear with her.

"Ms. Jia Zhang, are you trampling on my dignity?

My face is precious, don't be ungrateful~

Old women should solve their own problems.

Go away, don't get in my way~"

When Jia Zhang saw that He Daqing's tone had softened, she thought that He Daqing was still concerned about the little bit of affection they had in the past.

"Mr. He, why call me Jia Zhang? It's so strange.

You used to call me Zhang Meili, but you can call me Meili too~"

He Daqing looked Jia Zhang up and down.

Damn it, you old woman, where do you get your confidence from?

The current He Daqing is no longer the young and ignorant He Daqing.

Not only was his old face black and flaky from the cold, but his coat was also shiny black, and the smell on his body was particularly overpowering.

He Daqing was about to get up when he kicked Jia Zhang out of the door.

Little did she know that Jia Zhang misunderstood and thought that He Daqing was admiring her beauty.

Jia Zhang simply closed her eyes and was bold for once.

He Daqing was so shocked by Jia Zhang's amazing operation that his jaw dropped.

Jia Zhang said shyly:

"Master He, do I still remember the source of happiness you mentioned?

Mr. He, I regret it~

That old guy Yi Zhonghai is incompetent~

Hey, I figured it out.

Let’s get back together...”

The more Jia Zhang spoke, the more excited she became, and her whole old face was filled with a hideous smile.

He Daqing never expected that Jia Zhang would do such a thing. He felt as if his soul had been struck and his dignity had been insulted.

shout:

"Old thief, you are going too far~

A source of happiness, right?

I'll give you a bonus~"

After He Daqing finished speaking, he picked up the red hot pot soup base and poured it towards Jia Zhang's crotch.

Jia Zhang's ferocious smiling face instantly turned into a mask of pain, and all her facial features were twisted together.

"Ah~"

The howling of ghosts and wolves resounded through the sky.

Jia Zhang held up the half-pulled trousers with one hand and scratched them frantically with the other.

He Daqing opened the door, pulled Jia Zhangshi, and kicked her out of the door.

Jia Zhang rolled around in the snow, crying. She seemed to have discovered the benefits of snow and grabbed a few handfuls of it to cool herself down.

Everyone in the courtyard was twisting in the snow, and almost everyone had a happy look on their faces and whispered to each other.

“Today, I really gained a lot of knowledge.

This is such a weird thing, I need to find a crowded place to have a good chat about it later."

"Hehe, I just saw with my own eyes that Jia Zhang came out of He Daqing's house.

This He Dalu is worthy of being He Dalu, he has quite a lot of tricks to play. "

"I know this, I know this.

Last time I heard from the old ladies in the brothel that this is called ice and fire~

Tsk tsk, how happy~"