"Sha Zhu, I reminded you several times. I said to keep you away from Qin Huairu. If you don't listen, who will you blame?"

Sha Zhu touched his head embarrassedly, "Aren't he ignorant at that time? Xu Damao, the third uncle, it's really strange. At that time, I thought Qin Huairu was good, but I thought Qin Huairu was not easy. I wanted to help others, and the troubles made me no longer kissed me."

"Sha Zhu, don't gild yourself on your face. You don't kiss the rain? You simply forgot that you have a sister."

"So Sha Zhu became what he is now."

"Third uncle, you still understand me." Sha Zhu glared at Xu Damao and said disgusted: "Xu Damao, he can't do it, he is the one floating above."

"Stop talking nonsense, where to eat?"

Xu Damao watched a scene.

Hungry.

"I'm here with my mouth. I'll follow you to eat whatever you eat. We won't pick on my mouth."

Sha Zhu has the expression of an important person who wants to eat.

"Sha Zhu comes with his mouth, and I am with my stomach, the third uncle. It doesn't matter what you want to eat, we won't pay any money anyway."

"Mr. Third uncle, today we are two of us fighting against the rich."

"You guys."

Xu Damao glanced at Sha Zhu and Yan Fugui speechlessly.

I was worried.

Worry about what to eat.

Too many choices are not a good thing, and you are worried about your mistakes every day.

Eat oil cakes?

Eat fried dough sticks?

Eat dumplings?

"What do you want to eat?"

“I want to have roast duck.”

"Sha Zhu, we thought of one thing."

"Sha Zhu, third uncle, your conscience is not a pain. Where can I eat roast duck in the early morning? I am old, have some soft and gentle meals."

"Then let's have soy sauce, and some buns are here to live together."

"Don't say it, I'm greedy, go to the small shop."

Food is the sky.

A uniquely famous breakfast shop, famous for buns, soy juice and soy milk.

When the three of them arrived at the food scene, they were already full of people. Fortunately, they found a place outside the shop, but they didn't dislike it and sat on the stool one by one.

"A bowl of soy milk, three vegetarian buns, and eggs and leeks."

"Mr. Third uncle, you've passed by, how are you fighting the rich?" Sha Zhu glanced at Yan Fugui, who had a vegetarian bun, turned his head to look at the recipe on the wall, and finally, like Yan Fugui, ordered vegetarian buns, "A bowl of mung bean porridge, five vegetarian buns stuffed with eggs and leeks."

"I'll have a fried dough stick, a bowl of old tofu."

"This is the difference, it is always different from us. We are vegetarian buns, Xu Damao wants fried dough sticks, and he also drinks this old tofu."

"Even eating can't block your mouth."

Not long.

Buns and fried dough sticks come up.

Xu Damao and the other two were having a chat while eating.

This street-side special snack looks inconspicuous, but it tastes really unique. It tastes amazing and is truly a century-old restaurant.

"Xu Damao, what are you going to do later?"

"Go to the company and have not been there for half a month. Let's go and see, what are you two planning?"

"It's incomparable. People go to the company to check it out, but I can only go home and take a look."

"Sha Zhu, the third uncle can only walk around the streets."

Neither Sha Zhu nor Xu Damao spoke.

The three aunts died a few years ago, and Yan Jiefang and his children also had their own business, exactly like in the TV series. The eldest couple engaged in catering, but they only made hot pot. The second and third brothers were working, and the little daughter also had their own family. Yan Fugui became a typical lonely person.

Lonely.

"Third uncle, Xu Damao is busy, why don't we have a chat?"

"The third uncle suddenly remembered Qin Huairu."

Xu Damao took a breath.

Sha Zhu took two breaths of cold air.

Yan Fugui remembered Qin Huairu.

A lonely person.

A widowed.

Could it be that Qin Huairu has started seducing Yan Fugui again?

Or maybe Yan Fugui couldn't stand the loneliness and wanted the old tree to bloom.

If this is true.

Xu Damao didn't know how to do it.

Sha Zhu doesn't know what to do.

They all have a good relationship with Yan Fugui, but they have a bad relationship with Qin Huairu, and even have a grudge.

"Mr. Third uncle, are you serious?"

"Third uncle, Sha Zhu is right. Qin Huairu is poisonous. If you want to find a partner, there are so many cities in the capital. You don't have to look around Qin Huairu."

Yan Fugui looked at Xu Damao with a melon-eating expression, and then looked at Sha Zhu with a shocked expression.

Two bastards.

I thought of somewhere.

I, Yan Fugui, is that kind of person?

Even if I really want to find a wife, I can't find Qin Huairu. I was full and went to death as my family was destroyed.

Yan Fugui believed that as long as there was a bloody rumor between him, Yan Fugui and Qin Huairu, Yan Fugui's children would have to make trouble with him.

"You guys are thinking too much, and I suddenly remembered this sentence. At the courtyard meeting, Qin Huairu always said that she couldn't survive."

Xu Damao frowned.

Sha Zhu pulled his face down.

Qin Huairu couldn't survive in a single sentence, how many people would plot against it?

He is really a scheming bitch.

Qin Huairu's inability to survive is different from what everyone imagines that it cannot survive.

Everyone thought that they couldn't survive because they thought that Qin Huairu's family would starve to death. They couldn't bear to help Qin Huairu and Yan Fugui squeezed out one or two yuan from their meager salary for Qin Huairu.

What Qin Huairu thinks about not being able to survive means that her quality of life has declined.

In an era when cornmeal was only one cent per pound, Qin Huairu earned 27.5 yuan a month, and could buy more than 200 kilograms of cornmeal a month. More than 200 kilograms of Jia Zhang's five people were enough to fill their stomachs.

Yi Zhonghai saw that they were pitiful and would give them some flour and other food during festivals.

Even without Sha Zhu's help, Qin Huairu's family would never starve to death. They just didn't eat well.

There is still money.

Qin Huairu was hanging Sha Zhu, not only Sha Zhu’s money, but also Sha Zhu’s house.

Their family only has one house in the courtyard, and five people squeeze in one house. Now that the children are young, they can barely squeeze in.

After a few years, the children grow up, can’t five adults squeeze into a room?

Sha Zhu has a house, and when his sister gets married, he will have two houses.

For Qin Huairu, whether in the short term or the long term, Sha Zhu is an excellent tool. It can improve their quality of life in the short term, and in the long term, it can improve their housing problems.

"I regret it."

"We didn't expect Qin Huairu, a native of the countryside, to have such a scheming."

"Mr. Third uncle, do you really think so? You didn't deliberately make up to divert our attention."

"Go to you, your third uncle is a serious person. Even if you look for a wife, you can't look for Qin Huairu. I'm not brainless."

"What do you think of me?"
Chapter completed!