In the house, Jia Zhang's family also heard the movement just now, and after Lin Jiaguo and the third master Yan Bugui left, she went out of the house and came to the house of Qin Huairu and Qian Laoqi.

Seeing that Qian Laoqi was drunk and unconscious, and smelled a little urine, her face became even darker.

With a cold snort, she went out of the house and went to the house of the stick terrier.

When the stick terrier saw his grandmother Jia Zhang come in, he asked, "Is he back?"

"Good grandson, Mr. Qian can't stay any longer." , Jia Zhang sat next to his grandson and said indignantly: "I originally thought that he could save more money for you to get married in the future, but now it is impossible."

"Go and see, it's drunk and unconscious, and it's peeing your pants."

Saying that, Jia Zhang's face was annoyed and said: "Again and again, you tell me, in the future, the girl in that family knows about this situation, and people don't feel embarrassed."

"Don't look at the girl living with you in the future, but people also have to think about some things about your parents-in-law, do you understand?"

Listening to this, there was a cold light in his eyes, and he looked up and asked his grandmother Jia Zhang, "Is his money from my mother?"

"I don't know." , Jia Zhang shook her head, she seemed to be aware of her grandson's thoughts, and her eyes lit up and said: "Yes, you should take out the money first before letting him get out, good grandson, such a person will only be a drag on you in the future."

"When you grow up, you will start a family in the future, and this kind of irrelevant person should let him come and go there, so as not to make a mess of the family in the future."

Having said this, Jia Zhang's eyes narrowed, and he pouted again: "You directly express your attitude to your mother, we don't want to see him become a part of this family anymore."

"When you grow up, your mother will definitely listen to you!"

After Jia Zhang's finished speaking, she waited for the stick terrier's reaction, she wished that the stick terrier would go to Qin Huairu to talk about it, anyway, Qin Huairu was not good at being a person, and it was not her Jia Zhang's bad life.

Didn't Qin Huairu pinch herself from time to time before, and now let her taste it.

The stick terrier was obviously moved by his grandmother Jia Zhang's at this time, if Qian Lao Yi could make money as before, he wouldn't have thought about it.

Anyway, as long as Mr. Qian is generous enough, he can't wait for his life to continue.

Just look at Lin Jiaguo in the front yard, his father has a high salary, and he can help him a lot.

The stick terrier also wanted to live such a life in the future, but unfortunately, the reality was not as he expected.

Since he came back to heal the sprain on his foot, he has gone out from time to time to ask if it is possible for Qian Laoyu to return to his previous generous state.

However, the result made him unhappy, that guy Qian Laoqi is estimated to be only one bastard in the future.

That's why he's so excited about what he's saying to his grandmother now.

There is no help for him in the future, but a drag on the person, and he doesn't have the heart to deal with it.

"Milk, I'm going to settle a problem now!" , The stick terrier's eyes flashed and said, and asked his grandmother Jia Zhang, "How did you get all that money before?" With his salary, he can't make that much money? ”

Jia Zhangshi was stunned by this question, and frowned: "Didn't he follow Deputy Director Li of the rolling mill before, people are powerful and powerful, and if there is a leak in his fingernails, he can eat with a fat mouth."

Hearing this answer, the stick terrier was obviously a little disappointed, he thought about the number of ways Qian Laoqi came to the money, and felt that Qian Laoqi was a little too stable and smooth.

"You can try to ask your mom, she probably knows something." , Jia Zhang didn't know what his grandson was going to do, so he still suggested it, and after thinking about it, he also felt that he had to ask his mother Qin Huairu about it.

"I'll ask!" , the stick terrier is to do what he says, and in this matter, he is itching in his heart.

The stick terrier went out of the house, Jia Zhang didn't go with him, and after coming outside the house, he went out to Xida.

Entering the house, the stick terrier looked at the old man Qian who was lying on the bed and was asleep, he frowned, showing a little annoyance.

When I came to the inner room, I saw my mother Qin Huairu silent, and the stick terrier sat down.

Qin Huairu came back to his senses when he saw the stick terrier, and then subconsciously said a little nervously: "The stick terrier, you can't fight anymore, the conflict between your grandmother and him, everyone is at fault."

Hearing this, the stick terrier was a little unhappy, my mother is maintaining the money boss.

"Mom, do you think his situation will become the norm in the future, and you can live comfortably?" , the stick terrier asked rhetorically, and said with a cold face: "He still has some money in his hand now, and he didn't ask you to ask for it, if there is no money in the future, he asks you if you want to give it?"

Qin Huairu was stunned when asked, as far as Qian Lao's temperament is concerned, it is really possible that he is such a way.

But soon she shook her head again, and comforted the stick: "Don't worry about it, it will be fine in the future, after a while, your Uncle Qian will definitely be able to rise again."

She really didn't say a lie to comfort, but thought so, because she was sure that the hole cards in Qian Laoqi's hand could play a huge role, and the difference was nothing more than a good opportunity.

Mother Qin Huairu's confident words made the stick terrier stunned, and she said in disbelief: "Mom, don't lie to me."

"When the people who work in the rolling mill in the courtyard chat privately, who doesn't say that the deputy director of the rolling mill, Li, is no longer in charge, in this case, the backer is unreliable, he can make a fart!"

"Just look at him like this, no one is protecting, he is a rotten person."

"What are you talking nonsense?" , Qin Huairu glared at her son's stick terrier, this child, he knew that he was blind, seeing his unconvinced appearance, Qin Huairu subconsciously blurted out: "Your Uncle Qian has ...... in his hand"

Before she finished speaking, Qin Huairu hurriedly closed her mouth again, although she didn't know what handle Qian Laoqi had in her hand, she still couldn't tell the stick terrier about this kind of thing.

"What's there?" , when the stick terrier saw the reaction of his mother Qin Huairu, he knew that there was an inside story.

"It's nothing, children's families, don't ask nonsense." , Qin Huairu doesn't want the stick terrier to know about this, there are more people who know, then it's not a handle, but a naked threat, maybe something will happen to people like Deputy Director Li.

"If you don't ask, you don't ask." , The stick terrier didn't ask again, got up and prepared to leave, he was originally going to come over for a showdown, but now he has a new idea.

He was very interested in what his mother Qin Huairu had hidden from his mother.

What could be it that makes my mother Qin Huairu firmly believe that Qian Laoyu can rise to power?

Network? No, it shouldn't be this, after all, if you really have a good network, Qian Lao will not become what she is now.

Eliminating all kinds of impossibilities, the stick terrier thought of such a thing as a "handle".

Just like what he was taught at the beginning: it is better to steal than to rob, and it is better to rob than to rob.

The word "want" is insistent!

If you insist on it, you will either use force to coerce people to agree, or you will hold a handle in your hand to force people to compromise and agree.

Combined with some of Qian Laoqi's circumstances, the stick terrier locked the reason for the "handle".

Thinking of this, the stick terrier was inexplicably a little excited!

It doesn't matter who has the handle, but who has the handle is more important.

Qian Laoqi can mix well with that handle in his hand, why can't he Jia stick terrier.

Back in the house, the stick terrier sat for a while before calming down, he felt that it was necessary to ease the relationship with Qian Laoqi first, if it was really as he guessed, then wait for the things to be in his hands, and then kick Qian Laoqi away.

After Jia Zhang's came back, she thought that she wanted to see Qin Huairu's sad face, but this time she came back, she first noticed that something was wrong.

How did his grandson wash his pants with a smile on his face.

Not only was she stunned, but Qin Huairu was also stunned, because just now, the stick terrier came to this house and took the initiative to help Qian Laoyu take off his wet pants and wash them.

The reversal was too big, and she was very confused!

"Qin Huairu, you are amazing!" When Jia Zhang saw this, his face immediately darkened, thinking that Qin Huairu had persuaded the stick terrier to do so.

Without waiting for Qin Huairu to react, Jia Zhangshi came to the side of the stick terrier and said quite depressedly: "Good grandson, what are you doing here, you also wash his pants, he is so beautiful."

"Milk, I also used a lot of his money." , the stick terrier said that if he changes his face, he will change his face, he already has his own plan, so naturally he will not listen to his grandmother Jia Zhang.

As soon as he thought that he would transfer the handle in the hands of Mr. Qian to his own hands in the future, not only could he use it to prevent himself from going to the countryside again, but also get more benefits, he felt that he didn't feel disgusted when he washed the pants that smelled of urine.

Jia Zhang's was even more stunned when he heard this!

I wanted to say a few bad words about Mr. Qian, but the terrier was in no mood to talk to her at this time, so let her go back to the house to rest, and don't delay washing her pants.

This change made Jia Zhang's depressed enough, and he went back to the house with a huff.

Qin Huairu saw that Jia Zhang's old pious woman was deflated, and she was also comfortable, and wanted to ask what the situation was with the stick terrier, but after thinking about it carefully, she didn't ask.

Seeing that the stick terrier was still washing his pants, Qin Huairu's eyes rolled, and he pretended to come to the family to borrow a small stool.

"Huairu, it's cold this day, are you still sitting outside?" , Aunt Liu in the house asked, Qin Huairu pretended to say: "This is for the stick terrier to sit on, this kid insisted that he wanted to wash his pants for Qian Laoqi, saying that he was apologizing in this way, he is still injured, I can't persuade him."

Speaking of this, Qin Huairu's tone turned to complain: "You said that Qian Laoqi is too, no matter how much you persuade him, he is drunk again."

"I don't say anything when I'm drunk, I don't know if I pee my pants, hey, I met him, it is estimated that I am a debt in my last life."

When Aunt Liu heard this, she immediately became interested, carried a small stool to Qin Huairu, and went out of the house by the way.

"I'll just say it, there is a contradiction, that is, a matter of breath, this kid, remember it."

The sedan chair carried people, and Aunt Liu also had the three flavors of chatting.

"Can you not remember, Mr. Qian didn't spend less money in his hands at the beginning." , Qin Huairu took advantage of the situation to reflect his son's character.

The two of you chatted with each other, and when the stick terrier washed his pants and dried them, he entered the house, and Qin Huairu also went back to the house.

After a while, first the people in the middle court knew about it, and then the backyard and the front yard all knew.

In the backyard, after Xu Damao heard about this, he almost choked to death from cigarettes.

Qian Laoqi drank and peed his pants, this thing must be true.

But the stick terrier washed Qian Lao's pants This happened, and Xu Damao had a feeling that he was drunk today.

Don't say that the stick terrier just had a fight with Qian Laoqi, even if he didn't fight, the stick terrier can't do such a thing!

Xu Damao fell into suspicion, and in the middle courtyard, Silly Zhu and Qin Lian were also talking about this.

"I'm finally more sensible, and if I toss it again, I'm afraid it's even more chicken-flying."

Silly Zhu didn't think much about it, because the pants were hanging there, and it had just happened for a while, so it wasn't fake.

"Huh!" , Qin Lian just smiled, her husband really seemed too simple in some aspects.

It's not her nephew Qin Lian who arranges the stick terrier, who has been in this courtyard for so long, and the three brothers and sisters, the youngest Roseflower, has a milder personality.

She sees everything in her eyes, and there are some things that she can't stand thinking about.

If the stick terrier was only seven or eight years old or older now, and there was an eleven or twelve year old, he might be forced by Qin Huairu to do this.

And the current character and age of the stick terrier, Qin Huairu wants to force him to do it in such a trivial matter, it is impossible.

Just the kind of person who can hold a grudge for a while after arguing with someone, can he wake up after a fight?

Qin Lian didn't believe it, she guessed that there was a story in it.

In the middle courtyard house, Yi Zhonghai, an uncle, was also stunned in this matter, if you want to talk about the character of the terrier, he also understands, and he is really not a person who can do this.

But it happened, which made him subconsciously wonder if Qin Huairu was talking to the stick terrier again.

The front yard is also discussing this matter, in front of Qin Huairu, everyone may say a few good words, but behind the scenes, it is a different set.

It's not that everyone has one set in front of them and one thing behind their backs, they really live in this courtyard, and no one knows whom.

Lin Jiaguo and the others discussed this matter for a while and then stopped mentioning it, and it was naturally a good thing that the stick stalk could be changed.

At night, Qin Huairu was very satisfied with her operation today, as for what others would think, she didn't want to ask, anyway, she just thought it was good.

Early the next morning, Mr. Qian woke up with a dry mouth and thirst, and got up to drink water first.

After drinking the water, he felt no more heartburn, and he hummed comfortably.

"Huh, what?" , Qin Huairu came out of the inner room when she heard the movement, looked at Qian Laoqi, she was deliberately dissatisfied: "I thought you couldn't wake up, drink and drink, you know to drink, do you know, when Lin Jiaguo and the third master Yan Bugui sent you back, you wet your pants."

"You don't feel ashamed, I feel ashamed."

Hearing this, Qian Laoqi was a little embarrassed, after all, it was really embarrassing to pee his pants.

However, as soon as he heard Qin Huairu's tone, he thought of the events of the previous two days again, and suddenly snorted and said: "I'm in a bad mood, what's wrong with drinking too much, I can sleep when I'm drunk, it's better than worrying about my head."

"Annoying, annoying, you just hang him up." , Qin Huairu snorted and deliberately complained: "It doesn't matter if you're drunk, it's a joke."

"Yesterday, he wanted to apologize to you, but he couldn't help you when he saw that you were drunk, so he finally helped you wash your wet pants."

"Do you know that when he helped you wash your pants yesterday, he was ridiculed by the people in the courtyard, and everyone laughed and said that he, a big man, did this like a little girl."

"Even I was ridiculed that this wife was not good at it."

Qian Laoqi was really confused at this time, could it be that he was drunk and hadn't woken up yet?

Can a stick terrier wash his pants? Or drunk urinated?

Subconsciously, Qian Laoqi looked at the lower half of his body, but he didn't see anything when he was only wearing shorts.

"Did he really wash?" , Qian Laoqi was suspicious, Qin Huairu slapped him, and said angrily: "If you still don't believe it, if you don't believe it, ask the people in the courtyard."

"Mr. Qian, let me warn you, the stick terrier is a little angry, but you can't say that he has any wolf heart."

"You guys are fighting, he is in a bad mood because of what happened some time ago, and you are also holding his breath here, so this is the matter of fighting in one breath."

"He calmed down after this beating, didn't he want to apologize to you."

Qin Huairu said, snorted again, and said, "Don't shake your face, otherwise the contradiction between you will be difficult to solve."

Qian Laoqi felt that he was a little in a trance, and when he heard Qin Huairu say this, he seemed to have a little truth.

The two of them are angry with each other, this is a fact, this is clear in Qian Laoqi's heart.

"Wash it, wash it, do I still wash it with him?" , Qian Laoqi said stiffly, and inexplicably went to find pants to put on.

Seeing this, Qin Huairu was a little relieved, she didn't know why the stick terrier had such a change, but since there was such a change, it meant that he bowed his head first.

It was darker outside, and Mr. Qian went out of the house to go to the toilet, and when he met someone, he was ridiculed for being drunk yesterday.

"Mr. Qian, if you have anything to talk to the stick terrier, yesterday people bowed their heads first, if you are strong, it will be boring."

After a few teases, this person persuaded him and told Qian Laoqi about the fact that the stick terrier washed his wet pants yesterday.

At this time, Qian Laoqi's mood was inexplicably complicated, could it be that he really saw the wrong terrier?

went to the toilet, went back to the house and put on clothes, Qian Laoqi was just about to go to work, looking at the pants that were drying, he thought about it, and went to the stick terrier house.

In the house, the stick terrier had woken up but didn't get up, and when he heard the movement, he looked up and saw that it was Qian Lao, and he pretended to be embarrassed and lowered his head.

"Uncle Qian, I'm ......"

He didn't say anything, but he acted vividly with a guilty look, and when Qian Laoqi saw this, he was sure that the stick stalk that Qin Huairu said bowed his head first.

Qian Laoqi took out five yuan from his pocket and threw it on the bed, and said in a somewhat stiff tone: "Smoke less, don't be caught by your mother, otherwise I won't recognize it."

After saying that, Qian Laoqi turned around and left, the stick terrier looked at his back, looked at the five yuan again, and immediately smiled.

His smile looks a little oozing, but it's also a real smile.

The stick terrier thought that he would have to perform a few more times, but he didn't expect that this guy Qian Laoqi would hand him the steps so quickly.

"Good!" , the stick terrier muttered, and became more determined in his plan, did Qian Laoqi react so quickly to love him?

No, this is not love, the stick terrier always believes that what his grandmother said to him, Mr. Qian, will be a drag in the future.

As for why he chose to bow his head now, it is nothing more than that Qian Laoqi is thinking about the future.