Neighbors may still be talking about the anecdote of Jia Zhang's being weighed like a piglet.

After all, it is a rare anecdote in the courtyard.

Silly Zhu didn't have such interest, and when he returned to the house, he sat on the stool alone in a daze.

in the mind.

From beginning to end, he was thinking about Jia Dongxu.

You're going to answer me three questions!

Three questions!

What is the question that can make Jia Dongxu let go of the grudge between the He and Jia families, and open his mouth to ask him, the great enemy of the Jia family.

Does he believe in himself like that?

This is the root knot that plagues the silly pillar.

There are more than 20 families in the courtyard, more than 100 people, except for Silly Zhu, He Yushui, and Xu Damao, the rest of the people are at least okay with the Jia family.

According to Silly Zhu's cognition, even if Jia Dongxu has a problem, he has to open his mouth to those people.

The short-lived ghost did the opposite.

He asked for help from the Jia family's enemy, Silly Zhu.

Was it the brain kicked by a donkey?

Or is there a different kind of calculation behind this matter?

Isn't Jia Dongxu afraid that he will tell lies to fool him?

Silly Zhu really didn't know what medicine was sold in Jia Dongxu's gourd, but he still sat on the stool and waited for Jia Dongxu to come to the door according to the agreement between the two.

Thirty minutes passed.

There was a knock at the door.

Silly Zhu guessed that Jia Dongxu was here.

scolded in my heart, Jia Dongxu of the dog day, the shelf is really big enough, and I will personally open the door to welcome you in.

Scolding to scolding.

Move or have to move.

walked to the door of the house in three steps and two steps, and the moment he opened the door of the house, the swear words of the stupid pillar scolding his mother had not yet flown out of his mouth, so he forcibly swallowed these words greeting the ancestors of the eight generations of people into his stomach.

Co-authoring is a mistake he made.

The person who came was not Jia Dongxu.

It's Yi Zhonghai, who the stupid pillar doesn't want to deal with at all.

looked at Yi Zhonghai, who was standing at the door with a good old man's face.

Silly Zhu secretly scolded in his heart, it was so shameless, it was obvious that the two families would not get along with each other, but Yi Zhonghai pretended to be confused, and this cheekiness was estimated to be thicker than the city wall.

He leaned his body across the door.

Just looked at Yi Zhonghai like this.

The meaning is obvious.

If you have a fart, you have something to say, if you want to enter the house, there is no door, it is better not to come in.

Feeling the strong hostility of the stupid pillar, the hypocrite also secretly complained in his heart, and when he thought of his plans, the hypocrite was stunned and squeezed out a trace of kindness on his face.

"Zhu, you won't even let the first master enter the house now."

The tone doesn't sound good.

I can't hear bad.

"I'm tired, I want to sleep, are you okay?" Silly Zhu didn't wait for Yi Zhonghai to answer, and answered an answer for Yi Zhonghai by himself, "You're fine, yes, see you later." ”

Talking.

You have to close the door.

It's just that Yi Zhonghai had to move a little faster, and pushed the door with his hand one step ahead of the stupid pillar, regardless of whether the stupid pillar was happy or not, he just showed his intention to the stupid pillar.

"Pillar, Uncle Yi has something, and he can't delay you for a few minutes."

Now it's the turn of the silly pillar to sit on wax.

There are a lot of melon-eating people in the courtyard.

It's just such a trance.

Many people poked out their heads, especially the Jia family on the other side was the most unbearable, and the old pious woman Jia Zhang put her persimmon face on the glass again.

"You say?"

"Just now your aunt told an uncle, saying that when you come back this time, you will definitely marry Yu Li, Daqing is now in Baocheng, you and Yushui are two people at home, you can do some things, but some things it has to need an elder to Zhang Luo, just like you get married, you can't go to Yu Li's house by yourself and talk to your father-in-law and mother-in-law about marriage, it needs an old man to come forward, this is the rule of our capital."

Yi Zhonghai looked at the stupid pillar with a bright eye.

That's right.

It's really an idea given by an aunt.

Using the matter of Silly Zhu's marriage to his daughter-in-law to resolve the rivalry between the two families, as long as Yi Zhonghai helps Zhang Luo's marriage as Silly Zhu's elder, he can leave outsiders with the impression that Yi Zhonghai and Silly Zhu have a good relationship.

In the future, if the stupid pillar turns against Yi Zhonghai.

Those people's spittle stars can drown the stupid pillar.

This is called Yangmou.

I calculated that there are no old people in your family, so I will put the score of the elders for you like this.

Pity.

Met a stupid pillar who didn't play cards according to the convention, and Silly Zhu negotiated with Yu Li's parents about marriage tonight by sending Yu Li home and a big bag of things.

I'll go to the testimony early tomorrow morning.

Yi Zhonghai proposed.

It's a little bit late.

Even if it's not too late.

Silly Zhu will not agree to Yi Zhonghai to help him Zhang Luo's marriage, it is not disgusting enough.

"Uncle Yi, you came so late just for this?"

Flat tone.

Contrary to the hypocrite's expectations.

He still relied on the typed draft and told the truth.

"That's it, the uncle and the aunt can't sleep, your aunt said, saying that the matter of the pillar is our business, before the uncle considered the matter was not comprehensive, and did not discuss with the pillar, so he did something that hurt your pillar's heart, here, the uncle apologized to you."

Silly Zhu narrowed his eyes.

The hypocrite's acting skills are high.

This apologizing drama is estimated to be used by Yi Zhonghai tomorrow.

"I'm sorry, I've already talked to my parents, and I'll go to the marriage certificate tomorrow, as for what you just proposed."

Stupid pillars are also lacking in morality.

You ask Yan Fugui to help you Zhang Luo, and you tell Yi Zhonghai clearly.

No, partially.

It's such a critical juncture.

I have to take a big breather.

The noisy hypocrite was overjoyed, thinking that things had taken a turn for the better, and there was even a faint smile in his eyes.

The moment a smile appeared on his face.

The truth confided by Silly Zhu slapped Yi Zhonghai's face like a big slap.

"I have already negotiated with the three masters at that time, the marriage is fully responsible for the three masters, you know, the three masters are teachers in the school, educated, my biggest dream is to let the rain be admitted to the university, there is no other meaning, I want to use the marriage to get a good touch of the culture of the three masters."

Yi Zhonghai's heart.

It's like a cat scratched.

It's really hard to do.

The excuse of the stupid pillar made Yi Zhonghai unable to find fault with it.

"Zhuzi, since you have arranged it, Uncle Yi will not have to worry about it." The hypocrite also had an idea, and brought the topic to the work of the stupid pillar, which is called a plan that does not make a living, "Then have you arranged your work?" I don't know if Xu Damao told you? The scrap yard where you worked before, it was merged with the scrap yard next door, almost ten miles away from our compound, you have a bicycle, the meaning of an uncle, if you want to find a job nearby, an uncle can help you. ”

Nima.

I have to make Silly Zhu owe him some favors.

People are so enthusiastic.

So many neighbors in person.

It's not easy for the stupid pillar to sweep Yi Zhonghai's face.

"Uncle Yi, don't worry about work, as soon as you say that, I really have something to trouble you."

The two sides suddenly changed roles.

Yi Zhonghai, who was originally in the position of calculation, has now become the one who is calculated, and the stupid pillar who is calculated by him has become the master of calculation.

"Uncle Yi, that's the case, I'll marry Yu Li tomorrow, I haven't been in our courtyard for five years, the neighbors take good care of my daughter-in-law Yu Li and my sister Yushui, I'm married, it's not like that if I don't set up a banquet, it's not like that, after all, people are like this once in their lives, I have to be worthy of Yu Li, I mean, I want to invite the neighbors to eat."

Yi Zhonghai was like eating the dumbness of Coptis chinensis.

He knew it was the case.

"The current conditions, we also know, are tight, eating and drinking is definitely not good, I mean, when the time comes, get a pot of pork stew, in a large basket of steamed buns, more than 20 households in our courtyard, each family will send a bowl of pork stew, plus two big white flour steamed buns, the right to be a little bit of my heart."

I heard that there was going to be a feast.

The neighbors all looked at Yi Zhonghai with a blank look.

When Silly Zhu said these words, they were all swallowing their saliva in their stomachs.

Pork stew, white flour steamed buns.

To put it bluntly, I'm afraid it's the New Year, and the standard of living is not as rich as the stupid pillar said, which arouses their gluttony.

"I calculated, the family is calculated according to three taels of pork, at least ten catties of pork, plus others, I want to ask an uncle to help get more than a dozen catties of pork, and then twenty catties of white noodles, cabbage or something, sesame oil and so on..."

Later words.

Yi Zhonghai didn't hear a word in his ears.

So many neighbors in person.

He felt like he was shooting himself in the foot.

In the past, Yi Zhonghai always talked about his identity as an eighth-level worker in the rolling mill, saying how much face he had in the rolling mill, and the workshop director and director had to be kind to him.

This Nima can't even get ten catties of pork.

will make Yi Zhonghai's face.

Can't hang up.

The problem is that Yi Zhonghai really can't get these things that Silly Zhu wants.

God is pitiful.

There is no way around it.

The anxious hypocrites have become ants on a hot pot, and they don't even know how to get home.

Overestimating yourself.

Originally, I wanted to write about the past three years as a small climax, telling how Silly Zhu and Xu Damao survived the famine and looked for food in various ways.

Chapter 146 was 404, describing some fragments of the original escape.

Ay.

"Special Identity" was 404 in the whole book, the name was modified, the content was modified, I don't know when it will be unsealed, I really can't write a new one, and 20,000 words will be 404.

(End of chapter)