Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

Although the task assigned by the leader was to conduct a thorough inspection to eliminate all possible dangers, but in this situation, looking at Qin Huairu, who was covering her face with extreme shyness and dressed in exotic style.

How could Zhang Yunzhen not know that a fierce battle was about to take place in the room? If he stayed there any longer, it might have the opposite effect.

Out of consideration for his escort duties, Zhang Yunzhen simply tidied up the back seat of the jeep, spread out the thin blanket prepared by the subdistrict office director Wang Chunmei, and the two guards then got in the jeep to rest.

Although the space is a bit narrow and cramped, it is much better than standing guard outside and feeding mosquitoes.

After seeing the two wooden lumps finally leave, Qin Huairu hurriedly locked the door and asked with some complaints: "Weijun, when will these two comrades leave our courtyard? How can they be inseparable all day long? I guess they have to guard even the toilet. There is no privacy at all. It's hard to adapt."

Li Weijun spread his hands helplessly: "Good sister, I don't have any definite information about this matter. Who knows that I am now a popular person around the old man? If the safety issue is not guaranteed, the leader will not be able to pass it. Please be patient for now."

Seeing this, Qin Huairu nodded sensibly, then looked at Li Weijun with a look of sympathy, twisting her waist and saying, "Weijun, we have agreed in advance that from now until the cock crows and the bell rings tomorrow, no one will rest."

"From now until tomorrow morning? My dear sister, aren't you afraid of your mother-in-law's censure?"

Li Weijun listened to these provocative words, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised. He had the blessing of an indestructible waist and a physical fitness that was beyond ordinary people.

Let alone a whole night, what would be the harm even if it was just a day and a night?

Qin Huairu rolled her eyes and said, "My mother-in-law, after knowing that you have become rich, has been urging me to come visit more often. Tonight I don't have to go back late at night, and I can sleep soundly..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was pounced on by the impatient Li Weijun.

It has to be said that Li Weijun's vision is extremely sharp. The chivalrous costume he carefully selected for Qin Huairu perfectly matches Qin Huairu's gentle and charming temperament.

Coupled with the dim lighting, the atmosphere was brought to the extreme.

Li Weijun was in high spirits, so during the day, he and Qin Huairu experienced the feeling of being in a jeep in the wild.

But when it comes to love, how can you ever get enough of it?

Li Weijun was free, but Qin Huairu's mother-in-law, Jia Zhang, who had been lying in the corner and eavesdropping, felt very uncomfortable.

Just as Qin Huairu said, after knowing that Li Weijun returned home in glory, Jia Zhang did encourage Qin Huairu to visit Li's house more often.

It would be best if Li Weijun could be hooked up with him and become a long-term meal ticket for the Jia family like Sha Zhu.

What a fool Zhu is. The foreman of the kitchen team at the steel rolling mill can bring considerable benefits to the Jia family every day. Now Li Weijun also has a refrigerator, a fan, and a TV. If he is really tied down by Qin Huairu wholeheartedly.

Then the Jia family's life became much better. As the saying goes, if you don't manage the household, you don't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea are.

When Jia Dongxu was around, Jia Zhang had some spare money every month that she could use to buy painkillers. As for the family's food, clothing and other expenses, she had Jia Dongxu's salary and Qin Huairu's help in begging in the countryside every month.

Jia Zhang was extremely happy at that time. She had nothing to do all day and just chatted with a few gossipy women in Nanluoguxiang about family matters and all sorts of things.

As for washing clothes, cooking, and doing some needlework to supplement the family income, those were all Qin Huairu's jobs.

Even the food, clothing, housing, transportation, and school transportation of the children in the family are all taken care of by the daughter-in-law Qin Huairu.

The only thing that Jia Zhang needed to do was to open her mouth and eat at mealtime. Of course, she would occasionally make a pair of cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles for her son Jia Dongxu to show her maternal love, which was something she could not omit.

However, all this came easily. After the old man sent away the young man, Jia Zhang's hard days had just begun.

For some unknown reason, Jia Zhang went to the steel rolling mill to take over Jia Dongxu's shift.

Every day Jia Zhang worked as a fitter in Yi Zhonghai's first workshop. Due to his old age and lack of experience in this area, his technical level was quite poor.

Not to mention catching up with the progress, sometimes it even hinders progress and causes trouble.

This delayed Yi Zhonghai's first workshop and it failed to get the title of advanced workshop of the month.

If Yi Zhonghai had not taken his neighbor's feelings into consideration, Jia Zhang would have been sent to the foundry workshop to work as the hardest and most tiring foundry worker.

It was bad enough that the locksmith work was a hassle, but it was also a mess when she got home. Qin Huairu didn't know what was wrong with her. She seemed like a different person, acting like a hands-off boss all day long.

Jia Zhang returned home exhausted, thinking that the meal had been cooked, but Qin Huairu didn't even boil the pot or wash the clothes, and even when she cooked, she only cooked her own portion.

Just act like a mother-in-law and scold her a little, and Qin Huairu will start clamoring to go back to her parents' home and find a good family to marry into.

As the saying goes, a good horse never turns back, and there are forests everywhere. There is no need to hang yourself on a crooked tree.

As for Banggeng, Xiaodang and Huaihua, whoever grows them should raise them. If no one wants to raise them, just send them to an orphanage.

Jia Zhang had a lot of grievances about this situation, but she could not express them and could only swallow her anger. After finishing her work at the steel mill every day, she had to go home to take care of household chores.

What’s more important is that there is simply not enough money to spend.

Although the steel rolling mill gave the Jia family a large sum of pension, the money was tightly held in Qin Huairu's hands. Jia Zhang's monthly salary had to be given to Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu would only take out the grain book and receipts when buying vegetables, rice and noodles.

To tell you a pitiful story, Jia Zhangshi has not even taken a single painkiller these days.