Siheyuan: Being a fisherman in 1962

Chapter 91 Happiness is not measured by money

Qin Huairu stood at the door, looking at the lively atmosphere in the yard. She knew her own family's predicament very well, and felt both envious and helpless about Chen Fei's generosity.

With a light sigh, he turned back to the house, and looked at Banggeng staring at the New Year's goods in the yard, feeling an indescribable sadness in his heart.

"Why can't we buy whatever we want like Chen Fei?" Bang Geng finally couldn't help asking.

Qin Huairu squatted down, stroked Banggeng's head, and said softly: "Banggeng, everyone's life is different. Although we are not as rich as Brother Chen Fei, we use our happiness and happiness. Happiness is not measured by money."

Banggeng nodded as if he understood, but the desire in his eyes had not yet dissipated.

Qin Huairu felt a pain in her heart, knowing that she could not give her children a rich childhood, but she would do her best to give them a loving home.

An old man named Yi Zhonghai stood aside, watching the interaction between Qin Huairu and Banggeng, and couldn't help feeling a little moved.

He recalled that he once had the opportunity to adopt Chen Fei as his godson, but he missed the chance due to his hesitation.

He sighed, his heart full of regret.

"If I had been more resolute at the beginning and adopted Chen Fei as my godson, life in Siheyuan might be much better now." Yi Zhonghai said to himself.

Jia Zhang, who was standing by, curled her lips in dissatisfaction when she heard this, and muttered, "What's the point of you saying this now? You were the one who refused in the beginning, and now you blame others."

Yi Zhonghai ignored Jia Zhang's complaints and already had a plan in mind.

Decided to try to communicate with Chen Fei again and see if he could adopt him as his godson.

After all, he admired Chen Fei's character and ability very much.

As night falls, the lights in the courtyard gradually go out.

Yi Zhonghai lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Thinking about how to talk to Fade Chen about this matter tomorrow, I felt both excited and nervous.

The next morning, the courtyard was awakened by the crowing of roosters and morning mist.

Qin Huairu got up early and was busy preparing breakfast for the family.

Banggeng was still sleeping with a sweet smile on his face, as if he was dreaming about something wonderful.

Yi Zhonghai also got up early. After washing up, he stood in the yard, took a deep breath of the fresh air, and silently thought about how to talk to Chen Fei.

At this time, Xu Damao and Qin Jingru returned from Qin's house.

Xu Damao drank too much last night and his face was still a little pale, but his eyes were shining with excitement.

Qin Jingru had a shy look on her face, holding newly bought clothes and accessories in her hands, and was obviously very satisfied with this trip into the city.

"Hey, Damao, Jingru, you're back." Qin Huairu greeted with a smile.

Xu Damao nodded in response.

Eager to find Chen Fei to share the fun of last night, he quickly walked towards Chen Fei's room.

Qin Jingru followed Qin Huairu, and the two of them whispered to each other.

Seeing this, Yi Zhonghai was moved.

Xu Damao and Chen Fei have a good relationship, so perhaps we can use Xu Damao to build a bridge.

So he took the initiative to walk forward and started chatting with Qin Huairu and Qin Jingru about family matters.

After a while, Xu Damao walked out of Chen Fei's room with a smug smile on his face.

When he saw Yi Zhonghai, Qin Huairu and others, he walked over and said hello.

"Uncle, do you have something to talk to me about?" Xu Damao asked.

Yi Zhonghai hesitated for a moment, but still expressed his thoughts:

"Da Mao, I want to ask you for a favor. I want to take Chen Fei as my godson, but I don't know how to ask. Can you help me find out what he wants?"

Xu Damao was stunned for a moment, then he laughed: "Uncle, you've found the right person. Although Chen Fei doesn't talk much, he has a good relationship with me. Leave this matter to me, I'll ask him for you."

Yi Zhonghai was overjoyed when he heard this and thanked him repeatedly.

With Xu Damao's help, the chances of success of his plan greatly increased.

Qin Huairu and Qin Jingru were also cheering for Yi Zhonghai, hoping that he could get what he wanted.

Qin Jingru and Xu Damao walked out of the courtyard side by side. Qin Jingru's mother hurriedly chased after them, tears in her eyes, and held Qin Jingru's hand tightly:

"You must take good care of yourself when you go there. Your health is very important."

Qin Jingru's eyes also turned red. She nodded gently and forced a smile:

"Mom, don't worry, I will."

Father Qin stood aside, looking at his daughter silently, his eyes full of worry and reluctance.

My daughter may not come back for a long time after she leaves.

He patted Qin Jingru's shoulder, his voice choked with sobs: "Remember to write back often and tell us about your situation."

Qin Jingru nodded, and finally couldn't help but let her tears fall.

He turned around and got on the carriage, and Xu Damao followed him in.

The carriage started slowly. Qin Jingru's parents stood there, watching the carriage go farther and farther until it disappeared from their sight.

In the carriage, Qin Jingru suddenly felt nauseous. She covered her mouth and her face turned pale.

Seeing this, Xu Damao frowned and asked, "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Qin Jingru nodded, but it was too late for her to speak. She spat out a mouthful of sour water, right on Xu Damao's body.

Xu Damao's face suddenly changed, and an unpleasant smell filled the car.

"You...what's wrong with you? Why did you vomit on me?" Xu Damao yelled in dissatisfaction.

Qin Jingru lowered her head in grievance, tears welling up in her eyes: "I don't know what happened, I suddenly felt sick... I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Xu Damao looked at Qin Jingru's aggrieved expression, and his dissatisfaction subsided a little.

He sighed, took out a clean cloth from the package, and wiped the stains on his body: "Forget it, you didn't mean it. Maybe the carriage was too bumpy and you got carsick."

Qin Jingru nodded gratefully, but felt even more uncomfortable.

Xu Damao and Qin Jingru were sitting in a bumpy carriage, and the atmosphere between them was somewhat subtle.

Looking at Qin Jingru's pale and tired face, Xu Damao felt a complex emotion in his heart.

This move to the city was an important turning point for Qin Jingru, but she didn't expect it to be so sudden.

"Da Mao, do you think I am really pregnant?" Qin Jingru suddenly spoke.

Xu Damao was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses: "For this kind of thing, you have to see a doctor to know. However, if you are really pregnant, our Xu family will have an heir."

When Qin Jingru heard this, she was delighted.

She had long wanted to have a child to consolidate her position in the Xu family.

Now, this wish seems to be coming true.

"If it's true, what should we do?" Qin Jingru asked tentatively.

Xu Damao frowned, thought for a moment and said, "If it's true, then we have to plan carefully. We have to deal with our relationship with Lou Xiao'e first and not let her affect our child."

Qin Jingru heard this, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed in her eyes: "Yes, we can't let that woman succeed. If I have a child, it won't be so easy to enter the Xu family again."

The two chatted all the way as the carriage gradually approached the courtyard.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the courtyard, adding a touch of warmth to this ancient and quiet place.

When Xu Damao and Qin Jingru walked into the courtyard, Qin Huairu was standing in the yard hanging clothes to dry.

Seeing the two people coming back, Qin Huairu showed a happy smile on her face.

"Da Mao, Jing Ru, you're back!" Qin Huairu greeted them warmly.

Qin Jingru nodded but said nothing.

She was thinking about how to reveal her good news to Qin Huairu, and at the same time she was also thinking about how to deal with Lou Xiaoe, the potential threat.

Xu Damao was chatting with Qin Huairu with a relaxed look on his face, seemingly unaware of Qin Jingru's inner turmoil.

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