Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

Sha Zhu was completely sober. He was born in 1935 and was turning or this year. According to today's standards, he was definitely an older young man.

The monthly salary is 37.5 yuan, there are two people in the family, and I don’t have to take care of my sister after she starts working. The house is big and there are many rooms. With such good conditions, if it were someone else, they would have gotten married long ago.

But, it was Yi Zhonghai who said that Sha Zhu was a face control freak, he didn't want someone like Zhu Bajie's second aunt, so he wasted his time until now, and was being held captive by Yan Bugui for Haitang.

In fact, there was nothing between Sha Zhu and Yu Haitang. They only had meals at Yan Bugui's house twice, and the food was paid by Sha Zhu.

When Sha Zhu, whose crotch was agitated, saw Yu Haitang, he was indeed attracted to her.

But who is Yu Haitang? You can say that Yu Haitang is sober, or you can say that Yu Haitang is vain. Anyway, Yu Haitang just wants to marry someone with good conditions to avoid suffering in the future. There is nothing wrong with this now.

So, after Yu Haitang aimed at Zeng Wangcai, Zeng Wangcai made a feint and went to join the army. As a result, Yu Haitang's desire, which had just been aroused, cooled down a lot. At this time, Yan Bugui tried to match her with Sha Zhu. Yu Haitang, thinking that she was not old enough and had the idea of ​​having another person as a backup, pretended to be stupid and got involved, but did not make any promises to Sha Zhu.

"The sun will rise from the west today, right?" Sha Zhu wiped his face, "You are all rushing to introduce me to a date, what were you doing before?"

"I don't know you yet, how can you be interested in ordinary girls?" Yi Zhonghai fooled Sha Zhu without even thinking, "In the past, I had to introduce you to someone with talent, right? This time, there's a pretty one. If you're not happy, forget it!"

After saying that, Yi Zhonghai stood up and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute, uncle, dear uncle, don't go." Hearing the beautiful words, Sha Zhu surrendered completely. He stood up and grabbed Yi Zhonghai, pressed him on the stool, and poured him a glass of wine. "Let's have a good drink and talk about it. Where is the girl? Have I seen her?"

Yi Zhonghai had a hold on Sha Zhu, but he was no longer anxious. He drank a sip of wine and ate two peanuts before speaking: "Let me be frank. She is absolutely beautiful, but she is from the countryside and does not have a city hukou..."

"Ah? From the countryside? Then what will she eat after she marries my brother?" He Yushui interrupted.

"Your brother works in the cafeteria. Can he finish the ration for one person?" Yi Zhonghai said lightly, "Besides, it's not that rural residents can't become urban residents. Look at the Zeng family. They registered Zhang Xiuzhi there, and now they have a ration every month."

You can fool him first, but it's not that easy to get a city hukou. You need strong connections. Now the city is driving people to the countryside.

Sha Zhu was so attracted by Yi Zhonghai's beautiful words that he asked again, "Who is it, uncle? Don't beat around the bush. As long as the person is good, everything else is not a problem."

He Yushui hesitated to speak when she saw this. She knew her silly brother wouldn't listen now. She wanted to say that if it was just one person from the countryside, the problem wouldn't be too big, but if the person who came was on the side of her mother's family, then it would be a big problem.

There are many city people who are dragged down by their country relatives.

"She is Qin Huairu's cousin, Qin Jingru." Yi Zhonghai did not keep the secret any longer. "Look at Qin Huairu and you will know. Qin Jingru is absolutely beautiful. I heard from Qin Huairu that Qin Huairu is prettier than her and younger. She is sixteen this year..."

As soon as Yi Zhonghai opened his mouth, Qin Jingru, who was fourteen years old, was two years older.

Sha Zhu started to giggle and drink while laughing.

Hearing Qin Jingru's age, Sha Zhu's smile gradually stopped: "No, uncle, sixteen is not old enough to get married. You have to wait two more years."

"Are you stupid? Is it bad to be young? You will have to get your household registration when the time comes. Wouldn't it be enough to just change your age?"

"Hehe, that's right. Being young is good. When I get old, I can still count on her to take care of me..."

If Liu Haizhong were here, he might say: Qin Huairu is the one who can serve others, she can serve you until you die...

This is the line spoken by the whitewashed Liu Haizhong in the original novel.

Immediately, Yi Zhonghai made an agreement with Sha Zhu, and asked Sha Zhu for five dollars. He went out to Jia's house again and gave the money to Qin Huairu, asking her to use it as travel expenses. He also told her to pick up Qin Jingru tomorrow and educate her in advance.

This was the first time Qin Huairu received a huge sum of five dollars after being married for so long.

The next morning, Qin Huairu got up early and went on her way, looking at herself in the mirror again and again.

Jia Dongxu cursed impatiently: "Get lost, take a picture, do you still want to go out and find a man?"

"I didn't..." Qin Huairu felt aggrieved. She didn't dare to take any more photos or say anything more.

In fact, she looked in the mirror to see if the place where she was hit yesterday had healed. Otherwise, if she went back like that, not only would she be embarrassed, but she would also be questioned by her parents.

Just now she noticed that the swelling on the left side of her face had not gone down yet, and there were bruises at the corners of her mouth.

There was no way to pack, so Qin Huairu had to set off like this, carrying a cloth bag, and went to the supply and marketing cooperative's store, where she bought some cheap, non-popular things that did not require tickets.

It's not easy to go back to my parents' home, I can't go empty-handed.

After buying the things, Qin Huairu looked back nervously, but when she didn't see Jia Dongxu, she turned around and walked towards Zeng Youqian's tailor shop. She secretly deposited the cloth coupons for two feet of cloth.

After pulling two feet of cloth, Qin Huairu took a ride back to the countryside.

After getting off the bus at the Qinjia Village intersection, Qin Huairu walked back. Along the way, she met neighbors in the village. She always turned her head to the side to respond to the neighbors' greetings.

Qin Jingru's home is closer to the village entrance than Qin Huairu's home, so Qin Huairu did not go home first but went to Qin Jingru's home.

"Sister, why are you back?" Qin Jingru, who was wearing patched homespun clothes and had two pigtails, looked at Qin Huairu in surprise.

Although Qin Jingru is only fourteen years old now and looks rustic, she is already mature and people would believe she is sixteen, seventeen, or even eighteen or nineteen.

"Where are your parents? I have something to tell them. Let me introduce you to a guy in the city. See if you want to..." Qin Huairu said after taking a sip of water.

"Yes, why not?" Qin Jingru jumped for joy. "You don't need to tell them about this. I can make the decision. I am getting married, not them. Sister, is the other party good? What does he do?"

In a way, Qin Jingru had lofty ideals. Her ideal was to leave Qinjia Village and marry into the city like her cousin Qin Huairu, becoming a city dweller where she wouldn't have to work and could eat and drink delicious food all day long.

So, when she heard Qin Huairu say this, she couldn't bear it anymore.

After hearing Shazhu's conditions, Qin Jingru was very satisfied. She went back to the house to pack her luggage and wanted to go with Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu thought that Jia Dongxu was pressing her hard, so she had to return today. So she decided to go home and tell her parents.

When she got home, Qin Huairu's father, Qin Wanli, had gone out to work, just like Qin Jingru's family, so only her mother was at home.

The mother and daughter met and had a conversation. Qin Huairu left a message for her mother, left some cloth and some things, and then left with Qin Jingru.

It was not until Qin Wanli got home from work in the evening that he found out that his daughter had returned.

Qin Huairu's mother told Qin Wanli that her daughter might have been beaten and her face was swollen. She also told him that her daughter had taken Qin Jingru away.

No one expected that this small detail would sow the seeds of division between Jia Dongxu and Qin Huairu.