Siheyuan: Parade through the streets at the beginning

The only one who can help now is Shazhu.

Qin Huairu bit the bullet and knocked on the door of Sha Zhu's room: "Si Zhu, can you open the door, I have something to ask you."

The door opens.

Lou Xiao'e looked at Qin Huairu outside the house and asked, "Widow Qin, why are you looking for my man at night?"

Qin Huairu's face was full of embarrassment: "Is Silly Zhu asleep? I... need him for something, can you call him out?"

"Qin Huairu."

He Yuzhu's voice came from the room: "If you have anything to do, just talk in the room, why go outside, make it sneaky, your sister-in-law is not an outsider."

Qin Huairu walked into the room.

Seeing that the position that originally belonged to her was snatched by Lou Xiaoe.

There are mixed feelings in my heart.

Fate is like this, the man you don't cherish is now someone else's treasure.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

He Yuzhu put on his pants, walked over and asked.

Qin Huairu begged and said: "Silly Zhu, can you lend me 40 yuan to pay the medical bills? Stick was sent to the hospital by Xu Damao and is still lying on the hospital bed."

"If you don't collect all the medical expenses, the hospital will stop the follow-up treatment!"

"I only have such a son. You watched him grow up. Now that something like this has happened, I can only ask you for help!"

He Yuzhu frowned and did not speak.

On the contrary, Lou Xiaoe spoke first: "Widow Qin, you all said that the stick was injured by Xu Damao, so go find him, what's the use of coming to us?"

"It's really not good, why don't you call the police?"

Qin Huairu shook his head: "It's useless, the second uncle has already decided the nature of the matter, and he insisted that the fault was the stick, saying that he broke into the house first, and Xu Damao would punish him."

"Even if you call the police, it's still our family who suffers. After all, he has a previous criminal record."

"So sister-in-law, I beg you to help me, help my stick, he, he is so pitiful..."

Looking at Qin Huairu's pitiful appearance covering her face and crying.

Lou Xiaoe's heart softened immediately.

She sighed, and patted Qin Huairu on the shoulder: "Sister Qin, don't cry, we understand your difficulties, and I watched him grow up. I feel sorry for him now."

Just when Lou Xiao'e felt compassionate and was about to help.

He Yuzhu quickly kicked under the table, telling her to shut up quickly.

"Qin Huairu, stop crying."

He Yuzhu said nonchalantly: "It's his own fault for becoming what he is now. It's good to lie on the hospital bed, at least the hospital bed is more comfortable than the kang at home."

"Besides, what can you do if you don't pay the medical expenses?"

"The hospital can't just ignore it and let that kid starve to death, right? If he dies of starvation, it's intentional murder, and you can ask them for compensation!"

He Yuzhu's words made Qin Huai so angry that he almost passed out.

She never thought of it.

How could silly Zhu become so hard-hearted.

The man who used to care the most about their family's situation is now the most indifferent one.

Even, when the rod is infarcted, you can go to the hospital and ask for compensation?

Qin Huairu said angrily: "Silly Zhu, I'm here to ask you for help, not to listen to you scolding me. Just give me a sweet word, will you help me or not?"

He Yuzhu smiled: "Hey, the world has really changed."

"If you ask others for help, you are domineering, and your staring eyes can scare people to death. With your attitude, even if I just wanted to help, I am not going to help now."

"That boy Stick is a bastard!"

He Yuzhu said coldly: "To save him is to save a disaster. To be honest, I would rather see him lying on the hospital bed. At least this way, he can't make mistakes!"

Qin Huai was trembling with anger.

Two eyes stared at him fiercely.

If eyes could kill, she would tear He Yuzhu into pieces right now.

Compared with Xu Damao's hypocrisy and nausea, he hated He Yuzhu's current appearance even more.

Just because of the stupid column, not stupid anymore.

He is no longer the warm-hearted and kind person he used to be.

"Okay, silly pillar!"

Qin Huairu turned her head and walked to the door, and stopped suddenly: "I will remember what happened today. From now on, our two families will no longer be neighbors. When you ask me for something, I will treat you with the same attitude. you!"

He Yuzhu put his hands in his pockets and said with a smile, "Don't worry, that day will definitely not happen."

"By the way, if I have any leftovers on New Year's Eve, you can come over and get some and send them to the hospital. At least let that kid spend a new year in the hospital."

"Otherwise you'll have to say I'm unreasonable!"

Qin Huairu went back to the house angrily.

Lying on the table, weeping.

While beating her chest, she scolded bitterly: "Silly Zhu, you are not a human being, you are not a thing, if you are in trouble, you will die without saving your life, and even make sarcastic remarks!"

"I will never forgive you in my life, you bastard!"

"I curse you, I curse you that you will never have children in this life, even if you have children, you will die young..."

Chapter 99

Today is New Year's Eve.

The streets and alleys are full of children who set off cannons.

According to Chinese tradition.

Every household has to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new, and hang up red lanterns.

At the gate of the compound, the third and the first masters were pasting Spring Festival couplets on the door with paste made of glutinous rice flour.

Second couplet: Good weather and good weather

Shanglian: safe and good luck inside and outside

Horizontal batch: Guotai Minan

The uncle couldn't help giving a thumbs up: "Old Yan, if it's different because you have been a teacher, the Spring Festival couplets you wrote are of a level!"

It was rare to be praised, and the third master was beaming with joy: "Of course. If you want to say that the most educated and leveled person in our compound, that is me."

"Or, why do you invite me to write Spring Festival couplets every Spring Festival?"

"such a pity……"

The old man asked, "What's the pity?"

The third master shook his head: "It's a pity that no one knows how to feel sorry for me, and they don't know how to reward me for a reward. It's a big Chinese New Year, so I don't need money to make a good fortune, right?"

The old man smiled and said nothing.

As a member of the collective, it is duty-bound to help the compound.

So the third master spent all day thinking about these small accounts.

The uncle put the paste on the table: "Old Yan, you write first, I'll go to the deaf old lady to have a look, call me when you're done, and I'll come back."

As soon as the old man left, Xu Damao came back in the alley with the slaughtered chickens and ducks.

Seeing the good things, the third master hurried up to meet them and asked: "Xu Damao, your wife has gone back to the country, and you are alone, how did you buy such good things?"

"This is knowing that the uncle's family lacks meat, so he came here to honor me, right?"

"Look at this, come to my place to celebrate the New Year at night, I still have some good wine left, let's have a drink together?"

Xu Damao rolled his eyes at him, and said with a sneer, "Yan Pugui, do you still think of yourself as the third master in the courtyard?"

"I didn't buy these things for you. I paid homage to the leader of our compound, Team Leader Liu Haizhong!"

"This year's Chinese New Year, I spent it at their house, so you don't need to bother, write your Spring Festival couplets!"

Xu Damao ignored him.

With the things in hand, he ran to Liu Haizhong's house in the backyard.

He stomped his feet angrily.

"Hey, this stingy Xu Damao!"

"In the past two years, I still knew how to be filial during the Chinese New Year. This year, when I step down, I have nothing left!"

The third master waved his hand: "Yes, let me say it for nothing, this kid is a white-fanged wolf."

Today is New Year's Eve.

He Qiu also got up early, washed up, and started tidying up the room.

Take out a vinyl disc and put it on the gramophone.

After shaking the lever a few times, wonderful music came out of the horn immediately.

It is also a very enjoyable thing to listen to music while working.

At this moment, Yu Haitang passed by with a kettle, heard the music coming from He Qiu's room, and couldn't help leaning over.

She is the announcer in the factory.

I usually listen to a lot of songs.

But none of them can compare to what I'm hearing now.

Because this song is soft, comfortable and refreshing.

"He Qiu, is this gramophone yours?"

Yu Haitang couldn't help asking He Qiu.

He Qiu didn't raise his head: "What's none of your business?"

Yu Haitang frowned: "Why do you always speak in a head-to-head manner? I'm just asking casually. Can't you have a better attitude?"

"No." He Qiu said indifferently: "I'm not Xu Damao, and I don't want to date you, so why should I treat you nicely?"

"Besides, the question you asked is mentally handicapped."

"The gramophone is in my room. It's not mine. Could it be yours?"

Yu Haitang's head was full of black lines.

This He Qiu is really a stick.

When I meet a beautiful girl, I still talk with this attitude, no wonder I'm still single.

She squeezed out a smile and asked: "He Qiu, I have something to discuss with you. Can you lend me this phonograph for a few days? I like the song just now, and I want to take it home and listen to it a few more times."

"Not sure if this is possible?"

He Qiu stopped what he was doing, put down the rag, and looked at her seriously: "Did you know that Yan Bugui also came to borrow the phonograph from me?"

"what?"

Yu Haitang was stunned for a moment: "The third master also came to borrow?"

He Qiu nodded: "I didn't borrow it, and I was thrown out of the house by him. If you don't want to be thrown out by me, you should stay away."

Yu Haitang's face turned red for a while.

The whole person is about to explode.

If it were any of her suitors, as long as Yu Haitang Cherry opened her mouth.

A large group of people rushed forward to meet her various demands.