Siheyuan, don't yell at me

I spent most of the day hanging out with Ah Zhen in the restaurant's private room, and when we left, it was already dark.

After helping Ah Zhen, whose legs were trembling, onto a human-powered tricycle, He Daqing walked quickly towards home.

Today is such a good day, it’s a double blessing.

The money was spent, and Li Huaide's poaching was also avenged.

The most important thing is that Azhen is a woman with extraordinary temperament. She has the arrogance of a lady from a noble family and the gentleness of a girl from the south of the Yangtze River.

He Daqing felt that his life had been fulfilled. The woman who used to not even have the right to speak now had her door wide open for him to come in and out as he pleased.

Today's home is also particularly warm.

The daughter-in-law asks about her health and the daughter plays and acts coquettishly.

The only flaw is that his son Sha Zhu is a bit disappointing. He smells of powder and the sea, and you can tell at a glance that he has just done something dirty outside.

Forget it, forget it, you are my dear child, just follow my will.

Being with Ah Zhen and pretending to be a cultured person for most of the day doesn't feel good at all. I feel more comfortable at home.

Qin Huairu was particularly clingy today. She would lean on He Daqing whenever she had something to do and there was a proud look on her face.

He Daqing was a little annoyed and shouted:

"Go, go, go, I've had enough fun outside today, I'll take you ashore tomorrow.

Go, blow out the kerosene lamp and go to sleep~"

Qin Huairu's face darkened and her throat began to churn.

"Ugh~"

He vomited out everything he had eaten in the evening, covering He Daqing with vomit.

He Daqing was somewhat exasperated.

"Oh~

You, you loser woman.

If you weren't so pretty, I would have killed you.

You vomited all over me again, do you think you are Ah Zhen?

Bring me some clean clothes quickly~"

Qin Huairu stood there like a log, motionless. When He Daqing became impatient, she said tremblingly:

"I, I got it~"

"Whatever you have, go ahead~"

“I, I have your baby in my arms.

She started vomiting yesterday, and the doctor took her pulse, and it was a positive pulse~"

He Daqing's eyes widened and a look of ecstasy appeared on his face.

"Oh, my good wife~

It's very cold today, you stay on the kang first, I'll do the chores."

"Master, I, I will go get you some clean clothes first~"

"What are you going to take? I have my own hands and feet, can't I take it myself?

Go take a rest, I'll get you a basin of hot water so you can soak your feet..."

After the lights were turned off, Qin Huairu talked a lot.

"Master, scratch my back and pierce it~"

"Okay, I'll catch it for you.

How is it? Is the strength appropriate? Is it comfortable? "

"I seem to have forgotten to refill the kettle on the coal stove. Go check it out~"

"Okay, I'll go check it out now..."

He Daqing compromised, but Qin Huairu became more and more demanding.

He Daqing was tormented by all kinds of strange and bizarre things. It was already late at night, and Qin Huairu said something else.

"Master, I want to eat roasted sweet potatoes~"

He Daqing pretended to be asleep and said nothing.

Qin Huairu refused to give in and kept pushing He Daqing, scratching and clawing him, and even pinching He Daqing's vitals.

He Daqing was very annoyed now.

"Damn it, I give you some color and you open a dyeing factory?

Go to sleep quickly, or I will get angry.

When I get angry, even I feel scary, so don’t be ungrateful~"

Qin Huairu grabbed He Daqing's hand and placed it on her stomach.

"Master, if you want to get angry, take it out on your son.

It’s not me who wants to eat roasted sweet potatoes, it’s your son who wants to eat them.

Humph, then let him starve, since it’s your son who’s starving anyway~"

He Daqing seemed to have his life pinned down and sighed helplessly.

"Hey, I'll go and bake it for you.

How do you know it's a son? Maybe it's a daughter."

“Pooh, pooh, pooh, the fortune teller said it all.

I have a face that will bring good luck to my husband. I have a big plate and will be easy to give birth to. I will definitely give birth to a son.

Touch this again. This is the baby’s granary. It will definitely feed our son well.

Humph, there are so many handsome young men in the surrounding area who are trying to please me and want to live with me.

Don't be ungrateful for what you have. You have a wife like Qin Huairu, and yet you are still not satisfied.

You still dare to look for a woman outside? Is she as pretty as me? Is she as big as me? Can she give birth to a child as well as me?

I, I’ll scratch you to death~”

"Hey, hey~

Okay, okay, don't push your luck.

Are you going to bake the sweet potatoes? If not, I’ll go to sleep~”

"Hmph, why don't you go quickly~"

He Daqing crawled out of bed and felt a chill, causing him to shiver unconsciously.

He put on his coat while cursing, then put on another big coat, then pushed the door open and went out.

When I opened the lid of the coal stove, I saw that the coal briquettes were only half burned.

As the air entered, the dark red fire gradually lit up, which was perfect for roasting sweet potatoes.

I bought three large raw sweet potatoes from the space store and placed them on the stove. Then, I just had to wait for them to cook naturally.

When we returned to the house, Qin Huairu started having trouble again.

"Master, why are you back? Where is the sweet potato?"

"It's roasting on the coal stove. It's so cold outside. Do you want to freeze me to death?

You're a spendthrift woman, you're full of trouble and you don't even know how to care for a man."

“Let me ask you, where do the sweet potatoes come from?

I haven't even seen it. How many delicious foods have you hidden from me?

Are you planning to give it to the younger sister Hou from the Jia family?

Okay, I noticed it a long time ago, there was something wrong with the way that bitch looked at you.

Tell me, when did you hook up?

Even rabbits don't eat grass near their burrows. Can you, He Daqing, do something humane?

I can’t live like this anymore, I’m going back to my parents’ house tomorrow…”

He Daqing really wanted to slap Qin Huairu a few times to let her know why the flowers are so red.

It's just a thought, after all, Qin Huairu has her own baby in her belly.

I am already 34 years old and will be 35 soon.

At this time, having a son is considered a blessing in old age, so naturally, one should value him very much.

That guy Shazhu, after seeing the world, fell in love with widows and looked for widows everywhere to play with.

I don’t know whether it is a blessing or a curse, but it is most likely useless and I can’t count on it.

Now, if I can have another son and raise him well, I will have something to look forward to when I am old.

Well, it must be a son. Qin Huairu is someone who can give birth to a son.

Didn’t you give birth to a baby boy with a penis as your first child in your previous life?

Unfortunately, Jia Dongxu, that short-lived guy, did not have the blessing to enjoy the happiness of family.

"Sigh~"

He Daqing took a breath and thought of a terrible problem.

Is Qin Huairu really a lucky charm for her husband? It seems that she is definitely a bad luck for her husband. Jia Dongxu was hung on the wall early on.

It seems that I have to go to the temple to burn incense, worship the Buddha, and ask for a talisman when I have time.

By the way, you have to go to the Taoist temple too. The Taoist deity is also very effective, so it’s a double insurance and it’s foolproof.

Qin Huairu scolded him and brought He Daqing back to his senses.

He Daqing got annoyed and took out a handful of banknotes from his pocket.

"You bitch, take this stack of money and shut up.

I'm going to sleep now, please be quiet~"

Qin Huairu's mouth was crooked with smile, she had never come into contact with so much money before.

After all the fuss, it turned out that his brother was getting married and was planning to ask He Daqing to help out his wife's family, but he didn't know how to start the conversation.

Unexpectedly, He Daqing could give so much, enough money for my brother to marry another daughter.

It seems that I have to make more trouble in the future to put all of He Daqing's money into my own pocket to prevent He Daqing from spending it on women outside.

Humph, you, He Daqing, an ugly guy with a flat face. If you don’t have money, I don’t think any bitch would be willing to pay attention to you.