This sentence was originally well-intentioned, and it was also directed towards the widow of the Jia family.

As long as Jia Zhang's head bowed and admitted his mistake, this matter would be over.

The deaf old lady really wants to investigate, the thirty catties of food stamps are not a joke.

Who knows, when Jia Zhangshi heard what Uncle Yi said, he suddenly felt like a powder keg that was lit:

"Uncle Yi, what nonsense are you talking about?

What do you mean that our stick terrier is doing something wrong?

What did he do wrong?

I gave the thirty pounds of food stamps to my eldest grandson.

It is clear that those two sluts wronged him, and no one is in charge of bullying our orphans and widows.

Thirty catties of food stamps, and you want to rob our family of thirty catties of food stamps?

In this courtyard, is there still a place for reasoning? ”

Uncle Yi was directly speechless.

At this moment, Qin Huairu's abacus in her heart crackled:

Thirty pounds of food stamps.

That's a 30-pound food stamp.

Although the deaf old lady is the ancestor in the courtyard, she is the god of the sea.

However, after all, she has no children and no daughters, and if something really happens, no one will necessarily give her a head.

The main thing is that she is very aware of the difficulties of her mother-in-law.

An uncle alone will definitely not be able to get his mother-in-law.

The second uncle is a proper official fan, and he often eats eggs with him, so he will definitely not stand up for the deaf old lady.

As for the three masters, it's not a big deal to watch the excitement at all.

If it was He Yuzhu's family's food stamps, he might come out.

As for the deaf old lady......

Heh, he will only watch the excitement.

Not to mention, it's really possible to get these thirty catties of food stamps.

All, Qin Huairu was very smart and chose to be silent.

"Jia Zhang, what's wrong?

You still want to pick food from my old lady's hands? ”

The deaf old lady was no longer deaf at this time, and squinted at Jia Zhang's family.

"Old lady, what you said is not right.

How dare I pick food out of your hands?

Mainly, these thirty catties of food stamps are what I gave to my eldest grandson.

Even if you're an old lady in the courtyard, you have to be reasonable, don't you? ”

Jia Zhang's usually doesn't dare to screw the deaf old lady like this, mainly because he can't do it.

But now, with thirty catties of food stamps in hand, she felt that she had worked hard, and she might be able to get it.

Anyway, no one saw his eldest grandson taking the old lady's food stamps.

As long as she bites the food stamps to death, she gives them to her eldest grandson, and others really can't help it.

"Cheng, you're amazing!"

The deaf old lady's crutches were a little heavier on the ground, and she looked at Jia Zhangshi coldly:

"Since you want to say so, then my old lady will settle accounts for your family today!"

Xu Damao was very discerning, and moved a chair for the old lady and asked her to sit down.

The old lady was not polite, sat directly on the chair, and looked at the uncle:

"Uncle Yi, you are the master in this yard, and you are also the eighth-level fitter of the rolling mill.

Tell me, how much money Qin Huairu can earn in a month and how many votes she gets? ”

When Qin Huairu heard this, her heart jumped "chuckle", knowing that something bad was going to happen.

She knows what is going on in her own house.

If the old lady really understands her family's account today, it is estimated that she will not be able to borrow a dime in the yard in the future.

"Old lady, you are the ancestor of the courtyard, this matter is not our fault.

There's some mess that you shouldn't be worried about.

In this way, no matter who owns the thirty catties of food stamps, it will be regarded as a stick stolen from you, don't you think?

We gave you back the food stamps. ”

Qin Huairu finally opened his mouth. Her face was ugly, and the smile on her face was far-fetched.

When the deaf old lady heard this, her face became even more ugly.

Without waiting for her to speak, He Yuzhu opened her mouth first:

"Sister Qin, don't, the old lady is a lot older, so she can't take advantage of the juniors.

Grandma, did you say that right? ”

When the deaf old lady heard that her eldest grandson gave her a head, she was in a better mood.

"Yes, although my old lady is alone, she has lived innocently all her life.

It's coming, but I don't want to destroy my reputation. ”

"Smack"

Qin Huairu felt that in the dark, there seemed to be a hand that slapped him heavily in the face.

"Hey, if you don't say that you are the ancestor of this courtyard, you are sensible."

He Yuzhu said with a smile, and then turned his head to look at the uncle:

"Uncle Yi, you are the master in this courtyard.

You think about the reputation of this house, and we know what you think.

But, do you think you can still fool the stick terrier?

This little army and the little spirit rhino are still young.

In case you learn badly, then you and Aunt Yi really have no place to cry. ”

I have to say that He Yuzhu's knife accurately pierced into the heart of an uncle.

Uncle Yi now attaches the most importance to Xiaojun and Lingxi.

For their education, that's even more important.

When it comes to the pension of himself and his wife, he doesn't dare to be ambiguous at all.

Now when he heard He Yuzhu's words, the little thought of defending the Jia family was suddenly gone.

After He Yuzhu finished speaking, he looked at Jia Zhangshi who was sitting on the ground:

"Aunt Jia, don't cry here.

Now it's a new society, what can't be solved in the hospital, and the police station.

You may not know that now the police station arrests people, and there is a set of new technology, called fingerprint identification:

No matter what it is, as long as someone touches it, they will leave their fingerprints on it.

The food stamp, since it belongs to your family, there must be your or Sister Qin's fingerprints on it.

This thing is very easy to do, take the food stamps to the police station and let the technician check it, isn't it?

When the time comes, if it is really the old lady who blackmailed your family's thirty catties of food stamps.

Just hand it over to the police station, and do what you need to do.

I, He Yuzhu, will issue another 30 catties of food stamps separately to apologize to your Jia family.

Of course, if this food stamp is on it, there is no fingerprint of you or Sister Qin.

Then hand over the stick to the police station, and do what you want.

The old lady is kind, and she will probably not let your Jia family issue another thirty catties of food stamps alone to apologize.

What do you think? ”

After He Yuzhu's words, let alone Aunt Jia, even everyone in the courtyard was confused.

Fingerprint?

Can there be this thing?

Aunt Jia began to play drums in her heart, and she didn't know whether what He Yuzhu said was true or false.

He Yuzhu looked at everyone's half-believing eyes, and a smile appeared on his face again:

"Daughter-in-law, go to our house and bring a new food stamp, your hand polish, candles, and iodine."

Although Lou Xiao'e didn't know why, she still went to the house and took out these three things.

"Daughter-in-law, rub some oil on your hands, remember, a little will do."

He Yuzhu said to Lou Xiao'e, although Lou Xiao'e didn't know why, she still did it.

Lou Xiao'e smeared a layer of hand oil on her hands, and then gently grabbed a handful of food stamps.

Then, He Yuzhu lit a candle and poured iodine wine into a glass and baked it.

Everyone watched intently, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in He Yuzhu's gourd.

When the iodine wine came out of the purple gas, he put the grain stamp that Lou Xiao'e had touched on top of the purple gas and smoked it.

Soon, several clear fingerprints appeared on that food stamp.

"There is, there is, there is."

"Oops, that's amazing!"

……