Chapter 2 The Pretty Widow of the Jia Family
"Silly Zhu is back, the lunch box is quite fragrant, if you want to say who has a good life in our courtyard, you have to count you and Xu Dongqing in the backyard, you smell it, that kid is making braised fish again." A middle-aged man with the appearance of an old pedant sits by the pool, a rag in his hand, carefully scrubbing the back seat of his bicycle.
"Third master, don't be humble with me, we have a bicycle in this yard except for your family and Xu Dongqing, you can see who else has it." Smelling the smell of fish in the air, the stupid pillar with the lunch box in his hand suddenly lost interest, and after simply responding to Yan Bugui, he lowered his head and walked home silently with his hands behind his back.
From time to time in the middle courtyard, Jia Zhang's cursing sounds, nothing more than saying that Xu Dongqing in the backyard is not a son of man, he eats alone, and if there is good food, he doesn't know how to honor the elders in the courtyard, and he deserves to be single.
The three mothers who had just finished watching the excitement in the middle courtyard smiled and walked home with the washed clothes, and the two happened to meet at the Hanging Flower Gate.
The three mothers were so angry that the stupid pillar walked to the pool with a gloomy face, looked at Yan Bugui and said: "Old man, you said that this stupid pillar didn't know that he brought back the meat dish today, I smelled like it was fried meat with green peppers, did you say that he begged you to help introduce the object recently, and I don't know if you invited us to eat together." ”
"You said that he brought food home from the cafeteria every day, didn't anyone take care of him?"
Yan Bugui rinsed off the dust on the rag, and then helped a pair of glasses with white tape on the bridge of his nose that were glued to broken temples, and hummed: "Although the stupid father is unreliable, he still passed on his son's skill of eating with one hand after all. Listening to Xu Damao, the stupid pillar is the chef in charge of the small stove room in the rolling mill, and the slightest leakage from the mouth of the leader is enough for the stupid pillar to eat. To care about him is to manage the leader to eat a small stove, who do you say dare to care? ”
The three mothers widened their eyes and touched their thick lips, glanced at Qin Huairu, who was washing clothes by the pool in the middle courtyard, and said, "Good girl, no wonder Silly Zhu can bring back a lunch box every day." But if you want me to say, the lunch box brought back may not be able to fall into the mouth of the stupid pillar, and it will definitely fall into Qin Huairu's hands in the end. ”
"This is what Qin Huairu will calculate." Yan Bugui squinted his small eyes and smiled.
Next to the pool in the middle courtyard, a woman with a ponytail is struggling to rub the clothes in Tietong, the petite melon seed face has a pair of peach blossom eyes, and the beautiful eyes are fascinating.
"Silly Pillar is back?" Qin Huairu put down the soap in his hand, raised his arm and wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead.
"Sister Qin, these are the two meat dishes I brought back from the kitchen, this kid told me yesterday that he hasn't eaten meat at home for a long time, you can take it back and eat it, it won't taste good if it's cold."
"When the children are still growing up, the family is indeed a little nervous, then I'm welcome, thank you silly pillar~"
Qin Huairu smiled with her eyebrows, wiped the soapy water off her hand on her clothes, and reached out with a smile to take the net bag containing the lunch box from Silly Zhu's hand, during which she seemed to touch Silly Zhu's fingers intentionally and unintentionally.
The abnormal feeling of being both comfortable and stimulating after touching the two fingers made Silly Zhu's whole body tremble inexplicably.
"Sister Qin, where are you talking about this, we have been neighbors for so many years, and the stick terrier is close to me, how can I not help?"
"Silly Zhu, then I'll go back first, I'll wash the lunch box or put it on the windowsill for you."
"Hmm"
Seeing Qin Huairu twisting his big crotch back to the house, Silly Zhu felt that his throat was also a little dry, so he hurriedly returned to his room and picked up the teapot on the table, and drank a pot of herbal tea.
Looking at the room with four walls, Silly Zhu's heart couldn't help but feel a little desolate, throwing off his shoes and undressing and getting into the bed, but his mind was full of the shadow of the pretty widow just now.
The body gradually stiffened, and the quilt on the body covered the head and began to shake irregularly..........
Qin Huairu returned to the house and casually put the net bag on the dilapidated dining table, making a faint collision sound.
Jia Zhang, who was originally lying at the window, was holding the soles of her shoes, and from time to time peeked at Qin Huairu and Silly Zhu outside the door, afraid that the two of them would carry her behind her back to do some shady things in the yard.
After seeing Qin Huairu enter the house, he immediately dropped the soles of his shoes that had barely made progress, sat on the chair with his fat buttocks, opened the lunch box in the net pocket, opened the lid, and a fragrance immediately spread in the house.
"Stir-fried meat with green peppers? Mushu meat? Jia Zhang's eyes lit up as he looked at the two meat dishes in the lunch box, and the horns of his mouth were about to flow out.
"Mom, I haven't eaten enough~" Eight-year-old Xiaodang also jumped off the bed when he smelled the fragrance, pulling the corner of Qin Huairu's clothes and muttering in a low voice.
Qin Huairu took Xiaodang out four mixed noodles steamed buns from the kitchen, and then held the bewildered Xiaohuahua in her arms, took a piece of meat with chopsticks and handed it into the little girl's mouth.
Xiaodang also pulled out a small slice of fried meat with green peppers in the lunch box and sandwiched it in the steamed buns, and ate it with a smile.
"What kind of meat does the worthless girl eat, keep it for the stick terrier." Jia Zhang, who had a bitter face, saw the meat slices in the lunch box disappear quickly, and he was unwilling to hit the lunch box with chopsticks.
Xiao Dang, who had vegetable juice on the corner of his mouth, was dissatisfied with his grandmother's partiality, and hummed: "Hmph, the three boys of the Li family are squatting at the door to block him now, what are you leaving him to do." ”
"What, why did the three boys of the Li family block the stick terrier, what did he want to do? Huairu, do you know? Hearing this, Jia Zhang immediately looked at Qin Huairu nervously.
"It's okay, there was a little conflict between the two children, just say it." Qin Huairu frowned and said.
Just as Jia Zhang's exit was reprimanding, he heard someone knocking on the door outside the house.
"Sister Qin, come out quickly, the stick terrier is fighting with the three boys in the front yard." Silly knocked on the door, looking through the glass of the window.
"Oh, don't eat it, hurry up and get out, what kind of madness is the third boy, he dares to hit the stick terrier, see me teach him a good lesson." When Jia Zhang heard Silly Zhu say that his grandson was fighting with someone at the door, he immediately sat up in panic and reached out to get the feather duster hanging on the wall.
"Mom, what are you doing with it? The children in the neighborhood are fighting, are you still going to beat the children of the Li family with a feather duster? Qin Huairu put down the little locust flower in his arms and stopped Jia Zhang, who was hurriedly walking out of the house.
The voice has not fallen!
The feather duster directly hit Qin Huairu's body, and Jia Zhang, who was wide-eyed, pointed at Qin Huairu's nose and shouted.
"Why do the three boys dare to beat my grandson, Qin Huairu, you don't feel sorry for the child when you are a mother, I have the mentality of being a grandmother, you get out of the way for me."
Autumn overalls are not as thick as cotton clothes, and his arms will be blue after being hit by this feather duster, and Qin Huairu also began to sob.
The scene that happened in front of him made him feel sorry for the stupid pillar standing outside the house, and this stunned young man couldn't avoid entering the widow's house, and quickly stepped forward two steps and snatched the feather duster in Jia Zhang's hand.
With a snap, the feather duster was slammed the place by the stupid pillar.
"Auntie, how dare you hit Sister Qin? If Sister Qin hadn't been busy serving your family, you would have returned to the countryside a long time ago. ”
"Silly Zhu, this is a private matter of our Jia family, and she Qin Huairu is the daughter-in-law of my Jia family, so I want you to talk nonsense in front of me as a boy who has never been married. I think you want to hook up with a widow and remarry, you stinky boy thinks it's beautiful, why don't you let God kill you with a thunderbolt when you go out! You get me out! Get out! Jia Zhangshi turned his head and scolded at the stupid pillar is head and face, pushing the stupid pillar to get him out.