At the same time, Chen Yu pushed his bicycle to the middle courtyard, which once again attracted the attention of many people.

Next to the pool, the little padded jacket and braid, the pretty widow was washing clothes as always, and her eyes were looking at the hanging flower door from time to time, waiting for the cook to come back and ask him for a box lunch. Silly Zhu worked in the canteen of the rolling mill, and when he came back with some leftovers, they basically went into the stomach of Widow Qin's family.

Don't underestimate these leftovers, they are all hospitality meals for the leaders of the factory, not only the soup is oily, but there are also occasional meat slices and oil residues, which are much stronger than the food of ordinary families.

At this time, Widow Qin's stomach was already growling, and the hot water for washing her clothes was also cold, and her hands were red from the cold. Seeing Chen Yu pushing a bicycle into the yard, she couldn't help but be stunned, shocked and annoyed.

She was shocked that Chen Yu got a bicycle back after work, and she was annoyed, but it was because he came back just now, he was gray-headed, and he insisted that Chen Yu beat him.

Although Widow Qin is strange, Chen Yu is full of food, why is he playing with a stick and a stick when he has nothing to do? But when he saw that his son was covered in dirt and had a big bag on his forehead, he couldn't help but believe it, and asked Chen Yu why he bullied the child.

Although Widow Qin felt sorry for her son, she was not Leng Touqing after all, and she didn't ask about the stick as soon as she came up, but asked Chen Yu about his work first.

Although he was very distressed in his heart, he complained that Chen Yu was messing around, why did he have to report himself. But he still cares about Chen Yu's affairs.

Chen Yu listened with a smile, and thought to himself: "This pretty widow doesn't care what she thinks in her heart, but when she says it, she really listens to it, and every word is full of concern, which makes people feel like a spring breeze." ”

But she didn't want to ask too much, so she coughed lightly and asked about the stick.

"Xiaoyu~ Sister has another matter, just now the stick came back and was covered in dirt, asked him what was wrong, he refused to say, and then he said that he was beaten by you."

Chen Yu was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that the grandson of the stick pole didn't talk about martial arts, so he actually went home to complain to his wife.

But he didn't rush to explain, but continued to listen to what the pretty widow had to say.

While Widow Qin was talking, she was also secretly observing Chen Yu.

found that he was neither weak-hearted, nor ashamed of beating the child, and he was a little unsure whether the stick was lying.

As the old saying goes, knowing the son is more than the mother.

What kind of goods her son is, she knows best in her mother's heart.

Widow Qin frowned secretly and continued: "You also know, this child has a stubborn temper, and he doesn't say anything when he goes home, plus his grandmother is used to it, and I am even more difficult to discipline, so you can tell my sister, what is going on?" ”

Qin Huairu's face was earnest, and she didn't mean to complain at all.

If it was really Chen Yu's loss, I was afraid that I would be embarrassed at this time.

It's a pity that the pretty widow doesn't know how thick Chen Yu's skin is.

If it had been replaced by a stupid pillar, the cook would have broken the defense a long time ago.

Chen Yu didn't eat this, but looked serious, looked left and right, and said in a low voice: "Sister Qin, if you don't look for me about this, I have to find a chance to talk to you." ”

Seeing that he seemed to be a spy, Widow Qin was a little nervous in her heart.

Who knew that Chen Yu sold Guanzi again: "There are many people here, go to my house." Then he deliberately raised his voice: "That Sister Qin, I'm ready to make the curtain cloth, you go with me to get it." ”

At this time, it is the peak of getting off work, and there are many residents in the middle courtyard, and there are many people coming in and out.

Everyone knew that Chen Yu was a loser, so he bought a new set of covers, and the original bedding was removed, and Widow Qin helped change a few cotton curtains.

After Chen Yu finished speaking, he pushed the car back to the backyard.

Widow Qin was even more uncertain, what kind of medicine was sold in his gourd, he stomped his feet, and followed.

When Chen Yu got home, he pushed the bicycle into the outhouse, and he was afraid that the rod would pull out his valve core in the middle of the night.

There was no fire for a day, and the house was cold.

"Sister Qin, you sit for two minutes, and I'll light the stove first." Chen Yu said as he took off his coat and went to the outhouse to light the stove. By the way, he took a pot of water and boiled it, then washed his hands and returned to the back room.

At this time, Widow Qin had already been a little impetuous.

Chen Yu was still not in a hurry, and poured saliva and drank it first, before he could take a moment to say: "Sister Qin, what I said next may be a little unpleasant, but our neighbors, if you don't know some things, you just need to do it, but since it happened to happen to me, I can't pretend to be deaf and dumb." ”

Widow Qin swallowed nervously and foamed: "Xiaoyu, you say!" ”

Chen Yu had already typed the draft, and roughly told the story of seeing the stick pole go to the bicycle stall to sell stolen goods at noon.

Widow Qin's face was incredulous, and tears began to roll around her eyes.

No matter how emotionally reluctant she was to believe it, reason told Widow Qin that Chen Yu had no reason to lie to her about this kind of thing.

Chen Yu continued: "Sister Qin, this kid is not too young. It's not that I'm alarmist, if it goes on like this, something will happen sooner or later. If you work in a factory, you should understand how serious the nature of stealing workpieces in the factory is. Just now, I met a stick and wanted to take the opportunity to talk about him, but before I could say anything, he ran away and fell a big heel. ”

Widow Qin was already out of proportion, her pretty face turned pale, and she said anxiously: "Xiao Yu...... This, this matter, you must not say it, I beg you, sister, okay! ”

As he spoke, as if he had touched a life-saving straw, he grabbed Chen Yu tightly with both hands.

The pretty widow's hand bones are small, and although the skin on the back of the hand is white and tender, there are many calluses in the palm.

Should I say it or not, the work in the rolling mill workshop is definitely not easy for a woman.

Chen Yu took the opportunity to press his other hand on the back of the pretty widow's hand: "Sister Qin, don't worry, I will definitely keep my mouth shut, but you really have to take care of that kid." Brother Jia has been gone for a few years, you have been a father and a mother again, what are you pulling a big family to? Don't just look forward to the success of the stick, and your hard life will come out. ”

Chen Yu's words can be regarded as hitting Widow Qin's mind.

Throughout the ages, all those who are young and widowed are nothing more than this thought.

Chen Yu was silent for a moment, allowing her to think, and then continued: "But now that the stick is like this, do you think there is hope for the future?" If someone gets caught stealing something, the stick will be ruined for the rest of his life. ”

Chen Yu said seriously, but he was snickering in his heart.

Tonight, the rod is the goods, and you will definitely not be able to run away after a severe beating, even if you can't die, you have to peel off your skin.

The widow of Qin is like falling into an ice cellar.

Originally, although she knew that it was not good to steal the stick, she was tired and half dead in the factory every day, and she had to do laundry and cook when she went home, which made her exhausted and had no time to think about the future, so she could only live one day at a time.

And now, Chen Yu has cruelly uncovered a dark future that she doesn't want to think about.

Widow Qin lost her soul and lost her soul, and a picture involuntarily appeared in her mind: the stick pole was handcuffed and was taken away by the security guards. The tears in my eyes could not be held back any longer.

Chen Yu saw that she was like this, and he didn't fan the flames anymore.

After a while, Widow Qin's emotions calmed down, and she wiped her tears with her hands, which made it even more pear-bearing and rainy, and I felt pity.

Chen Yu looked at it, and a hot cloud unconsciously rose in his heart.

Widow Qin barely squeezed out a smile: "Xiaoyu, sister thank you this time, if you hadn't reminded me, this kid would ...... stick."

Saying that, sorrow came from it, and wiped away tears.

Chen Yu stood up, poured warm water into the basin, twisted a newly bought white hand towel, and handed it to the pretty widow: "Sister Qin, you wipe your face first, the stick is still young, and it is still too late to discipline now." But you also have to be mentally prepared, such a big child is not easy to manage, if you can't make up your mind, I'm afraid it will be ......"

Chen Yu didn't finish his words, but with Widow Qin's cleverness, of course he understood what he meant, and a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes flashed with a determined look.