Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

Jiang Yingying's words seemed to be a compliment, but in fact, to Qin Huairu's mother-in-law, it was like a knife stabbing into her heart, stirring and causing pain.

If it was feasible, why would she give up her comfortable life? How could she sit in front of the sewing machine late at night, mending and doing some needlework to supplement the family income? Wasn't this purely due to Qin Huairu's coercion?

Whenever she dared to say no, Qin Huairu would get upset. She wouldn't cry, make a fuss, or even commit suicide, but the mere thought of abandoning her family and children to seek better opportunities was enough to make Jia Zhang miserable.

Apart from anything else, the Jia family is now in a situation where it rains but it pours. With so many things going wrong, if Qin Huairu really has the heart to elope like He Daqing did, leaving behind only Jia Zhangshi, Banggeng and other elderly, weak, women and children, then even if these people in the Jia family can receive street relief, their situation will not be much better.

Not to mention, there is no young backbone. Banggeng is still young, and Jia Zhang is already old. If something unexpected happens in the middle of life, it would be a big deal if she passes away, but it would be a problem whether Banggeng, Xiaodang and Huaihua can grow up safely.

Although Jia Zhang's temper and character cannot be considered a good person, she still attaches great importance to the inheritance of the Jia family. Qin Huairu is really sure that her mother-in-law is only thinking about the incense of the Jia family, so she is fearless.

Facts have proved that this is indeed the case. Jia Zhang, who is well aware of the current predicament, can only remain silent in the face of Qin Huairu's actions, and can only curse in her heart.

But no matter how vicious the words were in his heart, they were useless. They had no damaging effect on Qin Huairu. No matter how harshly he cursed, it would not cause any substantial harm.

After taking a cold look at Jiang Yingying, Jia Zhang raised her head nonchalantly and snorted in annoyance. Apart from that, she had no intention of paying any attention to Qin Huairu, her country sister.

In Jia Zhang's view, Qin Huairu's relatives in Qinjia Village were all poor, digging for food in the dirt. Most of them were impoverished people and could not provide any substantial help to the Jia family. Instead, when they went to the capital for business, they often came to Nanluoguxiang to stay. The relatives from the Qin family were no different from a burden. The only use they could provide was probably when there was some stored grain at home during the autumn harvest.

When Jia Dongxu was alive, Qin Huairu would go back to her parents' home during the busy harvest season in order to take care of the family expenses. On the one hand, she would help with farm work and earn some work points, and on the other hand, she would go to her parents' home to collect food. She would eat anything she could, such as cornmeal steamed buns, grains, etc.

Now, for some reason, Qin Huairu is no longer willing to go to Qinjia Village to beg for money. She would rather do more needlework at home and exchange it for food in the black market than go to Qinjia Village for relief. This is a very strange thing.

Jia Zhang had no idea. After Li Weijun's guidance, Qin Huairu had already sorted out the clues and ideas. She knew clearly that no matter how comfortable the Jia family's life was, they were still the Jia family. When faced with critical moments and times of crisis, the one they could really rely on was still their mother's family.

Not to mention that Qin Huairu had already offended all her relatives, such as aunts and uncles, because she had been going back to Qinjia Village to beg for money over the years. Now she was thinking of ways to ease the tense relationship as soon as possible. How could she add fuel to the fire and beg for money as usual?

"Hey, old lady, if you don't want to stay at home, then don't bother. Why are you looking so cold, as if no one cares about you? Qin Huairu, I'm leaving now. I won't tolerate your mother-in-law not welcoming me."

Jiang Yingying was naturally uncomfortable seeing that her efforts were met with a cold shoulder. On top of that, she was also feeling aggrieved and annoyed about Ji Xiaotao's matter. At this moment, looking at Jia Zhang, who was full of hatred on her face, she naturally became angry and humiliated because of the new hatred and old grudges.

If she had known that things would not go smoothly, she would have been at ease and waited for news from Li Weijun in Cantou Village. Why did she end up like this, hiding from noon until now, not only without a place to stay, but also without even rice or water, and she was hungry and thirsty.

Being left out again, she couldn't help but feel that Jia Zhang was hateful. Just as she was about to turn around and leave, Qin Huairu hurriedly grabbed this former good sister and glanced at Jia Zhang with annoyance.

"You too, you said you were so busy that you didn't even have time to drink water, so why don't you just keep on sewing? Why do you have to look so gloomy? Yingying is not a stranger. She is my childhood playmate and now my good sister. If you don't welcome her into the house, I won't agree."

Qin Huairu's tone was quite serious. Seeing this, Jia Zhang was about to throw the jar into the air and say a few harsh words, but when the words came to her lips, she seemed to think of some difficulties and problems, so she could only sigh.

She said helplessly and frustratedly: "How can I be unwelcome? I am just thinking about the sad things. My dear daughter-in-law, you have the final say in our family now. I definitely have no opinions or objections. But I have to remind you one last thing. Jiang Yingying cannot stay in Beijing without a letter of introduction. What if Aunt Wang from the Street Office finds out..."

Seeing that Jia Zhang was talking about the Street Office, Qin Huairu waved her hand nonchalantly: "Don't worry about this kind of thing, Li Weijun. At most, you can give the Street Office a heads-up tomorrow. The letter of introduction is easy to deal with. She is not a dangerous person. How dangerous can a poor female comrade be? Just relax. Don't forget to sew it carefully and make the stitches denser, so that people won't complain that it is too loose and they are reluctant to use more materials."

After Qin Huairu said this, she happily pulled Jiang Yingying back to the house and even took out the midnight snack that Jia Zhang had prepared for them from the cupboard.

A few steamed buns, a small plate of pickles, and half a salted fish that I was reluctant to eat.

This really made Jia Zhang, who had been enduring the pain in silence, very angry. She had been busy with the steel mill and household affairs recently. Sometimes she didn't even have time to eat breakfast. She felt dizzy and occasionally had symptoms of hypoglycemia. She finally got some midnight snack, but after eating it, she had to skip breakfast the next day.

As a result, Qin Huairu gave the midnight snack to the village girl from the canning village so naturally.

Although Jia Zhang was so angry that her eyes were bulging, her words came out softly and pitifully: "Huai Ru, I feel a little hungry too. Can you save some of this steamed bread for me?"

Qin Huairu turned a deaf ear to her mother-in-law's pleas, acting like a rich landlord in a love story: "It's okay. You are fat and have a lot of fat. Plus, you have high blood pressure and high blood sugar. These are diseases of the rich. Just skip a few meals and you'll lose weight."

"I……"

Hearing Qin Huairu's extremely shameless words, Jia Zhang was so angry that she almost vomited blood, but she could not find any reason to refute it.

It seems like a well-intentioned concern for her health, but in reality it just means asking her to eat less so that there won't be so much trouble when she's hungry.

But it is not so easy for obese people to lose weight rashly. Do you really think that everyone is Director Jia? He can lose half the weight of a fan, which is a full 100 kilograms. If you spread it out, one kilogram of meat can be worth tens of millions.

"Huai Ru, I like to eat light food. Pickles and salted fish are too greasy. Do you have any eggs? I'll have a boiled egg or a poached egg."

Jiang Yingying had not eaten anything all day and was starving, but when she looked at the midnight snack in front of her, she seemed extremely picky.

She was not interested at all in the midnight snack that Jia Zhangshi treasured. Although she had been staying in the countryside of Cantou Village for some time, she had a relationship with Li Weijun. Ma Xuewu from Cantou Village and Song Gongming would regularly send her some eggs, meat, etc. from time to time, as a tribute to her sister-in-law.

Jiang Yingying's taste for eggs and meat had long been spoiled. The reason why she couldn't wait to go to the capital from the Cantou Village was, on the one hand, because she was worried about Li Weijun's affairs and wanted to get some information and observe the situation.

On the other hand, Jiang Yingying was really craving for meat, and no one knew what Ma Xuewu was doing. The regularly supplied eggs and meat were gone, and there was also no news from Song Gongming.

It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. It was really hard for Jiang Yingying to swallow the simple meals she had before.