Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

The Jia family members were not at all anxious or worried about Qin Huairu's disappearance, except for Bang Geng who was complaining about being hungry and muttering, "Grandma, I'm starving. When my mom was here, I had food to eat after school..."

Jia Zhang, who had been making a fuss with Yan Bugui at school for the entire afternoon, felt a little displeased when she heard this. She took out two cents from the five dollars she had extorted from Yan Bugui from her pocket and coaxed Bang Geng.

"My child, no matter how good your mother is, she would run away without saying goodbye. Listen to your grandma and take the money to buy some candy to sweeten your mouth. When you come back, the meal will be ready at home. No one can let my dear grandson go hungry. It's just a few lunch boxes. Who would want to eat them?"

Look at the stick jumping around and running to buy candy.

As the saying goes, when you are young, you steal needles, and when you grow up, you steal gold.

Li Weijun raised the corners of his mouth. The old lady of the Jia family's doting way of raising children would sooner or later bring up a conscienceless and ungrateful person.

As for the third uncle, Yan Bugui, who had been secretly observing the situation through the crack in the door, he felt a pang of pain when he saw that the five dollars he had paid was reduced to two cents so easily.

This is just two cents, enough to buy enough salt for a month!

You naughty kid, what a sin...

After Jia Dongxu returned to the house, he looked at the deserted house and felt somewhat uncomfortable: "This house feels empty without a woman to take care of it."

Jia Zhangshi, however, didn't care: "Whoever leaves will live on. Without Qin Huairu, the water will still flow and the sun will still rise. It's the same as if no one can live without the other."

"Your father died early, and I raised you with all my hard work. But you, after getting married, have forgotten your mother. Do you understand the principle that your mother is your elder brother?"

Having said that, when Jia Zhang returned home and saw the empty rice jar, the dishes that had not been washed in the morning, and the pile of dirty clothes from last night, her scalp went numb.

Ever since Qin Huairu married into the Jia family, she has been accustomed to a life of luxury over the years. Apart from occasionally making a few pairs of shoes to earn some pocket money, Qin Huairu is also responsible for washing clothes, mopping the floor, sewing clothes, washing pots, cooking, and taking care of the children.

Now that Qin Huairu was suddenly gone, she felt back pain and leg cramps after working for a while.

I wanted to ask Jia Dongxu to help with the housework, but as soon as his head touched the pillow, Jia Dongxu fell asleep.

There was no way out. Jia Zhang, who had always been a wicked mother-in-law, could only curse Qin Huairu in her heart while worrying about what to eat tomorrow.

After Li Weijun pushed the door open and entered the room, he looked at Qin Huairu, who was lying on the bed with red eyes, and couldn't help but sigh.

The room was not soundproofed, and Qin Huairu heard the entire conversation between the Jia family and their group.

When I think about the family I have worked so hard for over the years, I realize that they still treat me like an outsider.

Even when she suddenly disappeared, her husband Jia Dongxu not only didn't care, but she was actually secretly glad that there was one less mouth to feed at home.

Everything she heard made Qin Huairu, a woman who looked tough on the outside but was actually gentle on the inside, burst into tears.

"Weijun, am I really an outsider? Without me, can their family live so comfortably?"

"Sister Qin, no matter what, this is still your home, and you are my dearest relative..."

In response to Qin Huairu's question, Li Weijun sighed silently and didn't say much. He just hugged Qin Huairu tightly in his arms and smelled the fragrance in Qin Huairu's hair.

Li Weijun felt that from this moment on, thanks to the great help from several people in the Jia family, Qin Huairu seemed to have truly opened her heart.

I have truly achieved this from the perspective of my body and mind: The flowers have never been swept away for guests, and the door is now open for you...

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

But at the steel mill, after having lunch in the crowded cafeteria, Sha Zhu, holding the seat number he got by drawing lots, went to the factory's cinema with a silly smile on his face.

The number plate is quite auspicious, No. 22, which is right in the center of the movie screen. The viewing experience is excellent, and the seats on the left, right, front and back all have excellent seats with flowers in their names.

Cheng Huaihua, Hu Hehua, Li Guihua...

This situation with a backdrop of hundreds of flowers was chosen by Sha Zhu by selling his cooking skills and trying to please Li Weijun.

With a hundred flowers blooming, and with Yu Li specially introduced to him by Xu Wanjun, Sha Zhu thought he had a sure win.

So she specially polished her leather shoes with pigskin in the canteen kitchen until they were shiny and she combed her hair meticulously. Before leaving, she even ate a piece of oil residue and got a bamboo stick to pick her teeth.

His greasy face fits the image of a cook. According to Sha Zhu himself, it shows that his meals are good and he enjoys delicious food all day long.

Not to mention Li Weijun’s big, shiny steel watch, which was the real highlight.

Shazhu just doesn't believe it. Who wouldn't be confused when seeing this heavy steel watch in front of him?

All this preparation will waste time.

After much difficulty, I finally arrived. The ticket inspector guarding the entrance of the cinema was just about to pack up and lock the door so I could watch the movie.

"Hey, comrade, I have a numbered seat here, don't close it in time!"

Seeing Sha Zhu running over in a hurry, the two ticket inspectors looked at each other. If the cinema staff saw Sha Zhu, they would naturally let him in.

Who makes us eat and drink in the steel mill canteen? If we offend the cook, no one can stand the shaking hands just from serving the meal.

But unfortunately, they were both brought by Xu Wanjun from the food factory to help organize the party. They were not workers of the factory, so naturally they did not know Sha Zhu, the cook at the steel rolling mill.

He waved his hand and was about to lock the door, leaving Shazhu to stay wherever he wanted.

Unexpectedly, Sha Zhu relied on his great strength to push the door open and took out his number tag with a smile.

"Comrade, comrade, we are all family, family, you see I have the number 22, it's a good position."

Sha Zhu thought that he could enter smoothly just by taking out his number tag.

Unexpectedly, after the two ticket inspectors saw number 22, their originally wavering expressions quickly became firm.

He quickly shook his head and said righteously, "No, no, the movie has already started. It's against the rules for you to go in now. Remember to come earlier next time. You can't even eat hot shit."

"No, the movie hasn't started yet. I didn't even hear any sound. Besides, you haven't closed the door yet. Why won't you let me in?"

Sha Zhu realized that something was wrong. He looked at the two big and burly ticket inspectors suspiciously, feeling that something was wrong.

If there was only one ticket inspector, Sha Zhu thought he could get through easily, but seeing two burly and heavyweight fighters, Sha Zhu was also scared.

"Hey, who dropped two cents under his feet..."

"Where, where is it..."

Not to mention, Shazhu was not stupid at the critical moment. He made up a lie and took advantage of the time when the two bastards were busy picking up money to rush into the cinema.