Siheyuan: The beauty Xueru Huizhen, the birds are jealous

Because only when the country becomes strong can his research have a broader scope.

At the same time, in a courtyard somewhere in the capital, far away from the cornfields, Yi Zhonghai's family was decorating the house with lights and colors, preparing for an important family gathering - the Jia family's adoption of a godparent.

The table was filled with rich fish and several bottles of fine wine, and on the bed in the inner room were several delicate little clothes, which were prepared for Xiao Huaihua. The aunt held the red thread in her hand, humming a little tune while weaving, with a happy smile on her face.

Qin Huairu walked into the yard holding Xiao Huaihua, and seeing this scene, her heart was warm. She smiled and greeted Yi Zhonghai and Yan Fugui: "Uncle Yi, Uncle San, are you ready? We must have a lively time today!"

Yan Fugui sat at the table and responded with a smile: "Of course, Qin Huairu, you are a great contributor to our courtyard. I prepared this meal especially for you."

Yan Fugui knew very well that the reason he was so active was, on the one hand, to maintain his status and face in the courtyard; on the other hand, of course, this table of free food was too tempting.

While tasting the delicacies on the table, he was thinking about what excuse he could find to eat for free next time. But then again, such a gathering did make him feel the warmth and human touch of home.

Qin Huairu sat at the table holding Xiao Huaihua, looking at the familiar faces and warm atmosphere around her, her heart filled with gratitude and anticipation.

Since marrying into the Jia family, she has experienced many ups and downs, but in this courtyard, she found a sense of belonging.

Today's godparenting event is of great significance to her. She hopes that Xiao Huaihua can grow up healthily in such an environment and receive more love and care.

"Uncle Yi, you are so kind-hearted that you are willing to adopt our Huaihua as your godson." Qin Huairu said as she gently wiped the corners of her eyes with her sleeve. She looked grateful and proud.

Yi Zhonghai stood aside with a faint smile on his face, but his heart was filled with complex emotions.

He knew very well that this act of recognition was not entirely selfless, but looking at Xiao Huaihua's clear eyes and the pure closeness, his heart softened involuntarily.

"Old Yan, come and join in the fun. It's rare for such a festive event to happen in our yard." Yi Zhonghai turned around and greeted Yan Fugui who had just walked into the yard.

Yan Fugui had a look of disdain on his face, secretly cursing Qin Huairu's family for being cunning, but he had to deal with it verbally: "Hey, Uncle Yi, you are doing good deeds, how can I not come? It's just that there are many children at home, and they are noisy, and I am afraid of disturbing your happy day."

Qin Huairu seemed not to hear the hidden meaning of Yan Fugui's words and invited him enthusiastically: "Old Yan, let's have dinner together in the evening, it will be more lively with more people." Yan Fugui waved his hand quickly, found an excuse and left in a hurry, wondering what Qin Huairu was up to. She just wanted to take advantage of her in the name of recognition of relatives.

The recognition ceremony officially began in the evening. The yard was full of people. An old lady was holding Little Sophora japonica with a big smile on her face.

"Huaihua, call me dry milk."

When little Huaihua called out in a baby voice, the aunt's heart melted and she quickly took out a piece of candy from her pocket and put it in her hand.

Yi Zhonghai watched from the side, a hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes, but then turned into helplessness. Although the child was good, he was not his blood.

At this time, Liu Haizhong came in with two bottles of wine and laughed loudly, "Uncle Yi, how can you do such a big thing as adopting a granddaughter without this bottle of good wine from me?"

An old lady came forward, took the wine, and thanked him repeatedly. Qin Huairu also took the opportunity to step forward and put the bottle in front of Yan Fugui, trying to ease the previous embarrassment, but Yan Fugui just snorted coldly and didn't say anything.

With Jia Zhang joining in with her two children, the recognition ceremony officially began.

Qin Huairu took out a box of simply packaged biscuits from the basket as a gift for Xiao Huaihua. Although it was not expensive, it was full of heart.

Yi Zhonghai and Auntie solemnly handed the new clothes and red ropes that had been prepared long ago to Xiao Huaihua, symbolizing the formal establishment of this godparent relationship.

After the ceremony, the people in the yard gradually dispersed. Qin Huairu's family and Yi Zhonghai's family sat together, enjoying the rare warm time.

Yi Zhonghai looked at Qin Huairu's busy figure and felt mixed emotions.

Last night's attempt confirmed to him that he was still "as good as ever", but it also made him more dependent on the warmth and comfort Qin Huairu brought him.

Qin Huairu, Jia Zhangshi and the first aunt finished their work and led the children to the yard to enjoy this rare leisure time. In the yard, Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong and Yan Fugui sat around a small table. After a few glasses of muddy wine, the atmosphere seemed a bit dull.

"Zhonghai, is there any room for maneuver on your side?" Liu Haizhong was the first to break the silence, his eyes full of concern. Yi Zhonghai shook his head slightly and smiled bitterly: "The steel mill has completely given up the idea.

I am old and I don’t know where I can get a meal.”

Yan Fugui smacked his lips and interrupted, "Since the new secretary came, the factory has been in turmoil. I'm afraid we old bones can't keep up."

Liu Haizhong's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he seemed to be quite interested in this internal power game, but then he sighed, and their respective troubles surged in like a tide, drowning out their interest.

Yi Zhonghai frowned, as what worried him most was the issue of retirement.

"Although Xiao Huaihua has acknowledged me as her relative, in my heart, I still rely more on Qin Huairu.

She is a woman with several children, and life is not easy for her." Her words were full of worry.

At this time, Qin Huairu was stopped by an old lady in the yard and asked about her work situation.

"Girl, have you found a job?" The middle-aged lady's voice was gentle and concerned.

Qin Huairu smiled bitterly and said softly, "I was just planning to find the street office to do some odd jobs. I can't let the child go hungry."

Upon hearing this, the aunt patted the back of her hand and said firmly: "Don't worry, as long as I have something to eat, you and your mother won't starve." Qin Huairu smiled gratefully, her eyes slightly red.

Jia Zhang listened from the side. Although she was harsh in her words, she was clear-headed in her heart. She sighed and thought about how to

She wanted to help out, but her health was not good enough, so she was powerless.

As night falls, the lights in the courtyard light up one by one, and people's discussions begin.

Qin Huairu's recognition of her relatives became a topic of conversation among everyone after dinner, with all kinds of speculations and discussions intertwined. Even the north wind seemed to carry a bit of gossip.