Siheyuan, don't yell at me

He Daqing was not angry either. He looked at Jia Zhang with a smile and kindly reminded her:

"Ms. Jia Zhang, I heard that your son, Jia Dongxu, has made great progress and is working at the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill?

As he looks like he will die young, you should try to be more kind to him and stop gossiping about him.

Otherwise, if someone takes revenge on Jia Dongxu and he ends up missing some limbs, that would be terrible.

Jia Zhang, don’t you think so?

Don't be quick to speak and offend people you can't afford to offend.

Have you forgotten how I beat your man Jia Zhengjing back then?

How about when Jia Dongxu comes back later, I can help you recall it?"

“Ding~

Jia Zhang's resentment +999~"

He Daqing laughed even more happily. This Jia Zhang is a very nice person.

When Master He Daqing wanted to beat his own son, she still gave me warmth.

Jia Zhang's face darkened and she thought of He Daqing's various acts of rudeness.

Relying on his scoundrel temperament and fists, he is the king of the courtyard.

Why does the main house in the central courtyard of the quadrangle belong to He Daqing?

It’s because He Daqing has a strong fist and is not easy to mess with, so no one dares to compete with him.

If He Daqing really wanted to beat Jia Dongxu, there would be no one in the yard to stop him.

There is no street office to deal with neighborhood conflicts now. Everything is under military control. If two men fight, as long as they don't kill or maim each other, no one will care.

As for calling the police, that's even more of a joke.

At that time, people did not understand the law at all, nor did they know what the police did.

Most people's ideas are still in the old society. They believe that if you don't have money, don't go to the government office.

When Jia Zhang heard He Daqing's covert threats, she wanted to back off, but she couldn't lose face.

Upon seeing this, Aunt Jinhua hurried out to give Jia Zhang a way out.

"Jia Zhang, this is all my fault, it's my fault for not informing you in advance.

Alas, how would I have known that the woman suddenly changed her mind and caused this incident.

How about this, I will introduce another one to your son Jia Dongxu tomorrow, and I won’t charge you any matchmaking fees, is that ok?"

When Jia Zhang heard about this good thing, she knew that the matchmaker fee would have to be at least five thousand.

If there is a bargain to be taken, then you must take it.

“Hmph, that’s pretty much it.

But let me say this in advance, my Dongxu has told me that the girl must be pretty.

Otherwise, I will never let you go on this matter."

The onlookers were just about to disperse when they were stopped by He Daqing.

"Hey, don't leave in such a hurry, listen to me.

I, He Daqing, have just fallen in love with a girl and we are going to have our wedding night tonight.

Of course, the formalities still had to be followed. Two tables were set up in the evening, and each family sent a representative to attend the wedding banquet.

The minimum amount you have to pay is two hundred yuan. If anyone pays less, it means he is looking down on me, He Daqing. Don't blame me for being angry and kicking you out of the table.

Also, if someone doesn’t come, then he is against me, He Daqing, and I, He Daqing, cannot coexist with him…”

“Ding~

Jia Zhang's resentment +666~

Aunt Niu's resentment +555~

Wang Defa is resentful +888~

 …”

Seeing how fierce the resentment was, He Daqing became even more ferocious.

He put his hands on his hips, crossed his legs, and laughed out loud towards the sky.

With this smile, his resentment increased by more than three thousand.

He Daqing suddenly smelled a burnt odor, turned his head and started cursing loudly.

"Golden Flower, you old bitch, what are you laughing at?

You still have the nerve to laugh? You can even burn the noodles when you cook them?

Hurry up and fill the noodles for me. If it weren’t for my new wife, I would give you a slap in the face…”

Qin Huairu looked at everything that was happening before her eyes and suddenly felt a little regretful.

He Daqing looks like a scoundrel and doesn't look like a good person.

What if I marry him and he beats me?

Oh, why is my life so miserable?

A large bowl of noodles was brought to the table by Jinhua the matchmaker, along with a bowl of stir-fried pork and a bowl of braised pork. It was a very sumptuous meal.

Seeing Qin Huairu and Jinhua the matchmaker swallowing their saliva, He Daqing didn't waste any time and directly announced that the meal was about to begin.

He Daqing put all the burnt noodles into Jinhua Matchmaker's bowl and said:

"You matchmakers are all kind-hearted but evil-minded. This black noodle is just right for you."

In a word, Jinhua Matchmaker contributed another 500 grievances to He Daqing.

Qin Huairu ate the noodles in small bites, sniffing the meat from time to time, and glanced at He Daqing who was eating meat with big mouthfuls out of the corner of her eye.

Seeing this, He Daqing stopped talking.

"Why are you looking at me? I'm good-looking, but you can't keep peeking at me. I'll be embarrassed.

What? Don't like meat?

How can you not like meat? Eat more. I like plump women. "

After He Daqing finished speaking, he started putting meat into Qin Huairu's bowl without hesitation. He put in more than ten pieces of braised pork before stopping.

Qin Huairu felt warm in her heart. Although He Daqing's mouth was a little smelly, he was still nice to her and was willing to let her eat so much meat.

Jinhua the matchmaker was like a starving ghost. She never stopped eating and kept picking up meat to eat. She was so full that she almost rolled her eyes.

He Daqing cursed:

"You old bitch, don't eat yourself to death.

If you ask me, it's just right that I can die of fullness. I can save the 20,000 yuan I spent on matchmaking.

Huairu, you should eat more. If you don't, this old whore will eat up all our meat. Don't let outsiders take advantage of it.

By the way, I’ll be out for a while and get you some festive clothes.

You are dressed like a beggar, which brings shame to me, He Daqing.

You old nosy bitch, you and my wife just stay at my house. I'm going out to buy some groceries.

Serve my wife well, and don’t let others steal her away..."

He Daqing deliberately emphasized his tone, and the meaning was self-evident. He wanted Jinhua the matchmaker to keep an eye on Qin Huairu and not let her run away.

Qin Huairu felt happy when she heard that she had new clothes to wear.

Run? Impossible, I'm going to stay here today.

He Daqing took a cloth bag, went out to find a place where no one was, and used his resentment to buy things from the system store.

Buy something good, take a look, and you will find that there is a discount in the lottery system.

The iron box costs one thousand resentment points to draw once, but only three thousand points are required to draw five times.

After buying things, I still have 5,000 resentment points left.

As a gambler, I have to draw the prizes.

He Daqing was very disgusted after five consecutive draws but didn't get anything useful.

The deaf old lady’s foot binding, the deaf old lady’s bellyband, the deaf old lady’s jade pendant, the shoe soles made by Jia Zhang, and a thank you for your patronage.

He Daqing was in a terrible state, cursing and hailing a donkey cart, and rushed to Fengzeyuan Restaurant.

Since it is such a big deal that I am getting married, I still have to inform my five fellow disciples.

As a commoner, how can you survive without a few brothers with whom you have strong relationships?

Fengzeyuan Restaurant is very busy as they are entertaining foreign guests today and the five brothers are completely unable to get away.

Each of the five senior brothers gave He Daqing 10,000 yuan.

This is a generous gift, almost equivalent to the purchasing power of five dollars in the 60s.

Now, in two years, ten thousand yuan will only have the purchasing power of one yuan in the 60s.

When He Daqing rushed back to the Siheyuan, the people who had gone to work in the Siheyuan had returned one after another.

There was a lot of discussion in the courtyard, with everyone talking about He Daqing's plan to remarry.

Yi Zhonghai stood at the entrance of the courtyard with a sullen face. He saw He Daqing at a glance and asked loudly:

"He Daqing, what's wrong with you? I'm telling you the news out of good intentions, why don't you leave the city?

If your family is really identified as a landlord, you can just wait to be sent to a farm for labor reform.

It's fine if you're looking for death yourself, but don't you think about Shazhu and Yushui?

You want to marry and harm a virgin girl, do you still have any conscience? Doesn't your conscience hurt?"