If he really wanted to take action, Qin Huairu alone could defeat three Jia and Zhang families.
After Jia Zhang weighed it for a moment, she decided to bow her head first.
"Then are you going to eat today?"
"If you don't want to eat, there is no rice at home. If you want to eat, just find a way to go there by yourself. Don't talk about you, Banggeng and I will also starve tonight!"
After saying this, Qin Huairu walked directly into the room without giving Jia Zhang a chance to continue questioning.
Mrs. Jia Zhang stamped her feet angrily outside the house, but there was nothing she could do.
In the end, he could only curse Qin Huairu a few words and left dejectedly.
Little did she know that Qin Huairu had been watching her movements in the room.
After Jia Zhang left, Qin Huairu suddenly showed a smile on his face.
At this time, Qin Jingru came over curiously and asked, "Sister, do we really not want to eat?"
Qin Huairu glanced at her strangely and said, "Why don't you eat? You can starve, but I can't, and they can't stand the sticks either. Don't be jabbering, go get something to eat quickly, and steam some steamed buns. , don’t make too much noise.”
Qin Jingru grew up in the countryside.
These days, rural areas are dominated by large pots of rice, and commune members often don’t have enough to eat.
Qin Jingru can look as fresh as a spring onion, and she does a lot of eating in private.
Sweet potatoes, sorghum, and wheat from the fields can all be obtained secretly and burned.
Even a field mouse will do.
Qin Jingru worked in the kitchen for a while, making a pot of stick noodle porridge without making any noise.
Seeing the stick noodle porridge, Qin Huairu's face turned green, and she pursed her lips and said: "Jingru, since you came to the city, I think I've been pretty good to you. I take care of your food and housing, and even men will share it with you." Halfway through, I asked you to cook a meal today, is this how you fooled me?"
Seeing that Qin Huairu was angry, Qin Jingru smiled, picked up the chopsticks and stirred a meal in the bowl: "Don't worry, look at what this is?"
Qin Huairu saw two poached eggs lying at the bottom of the bowl.
He was stunned for a moment, looked Qin Jingru up and down, and was full of praise: "I didn't expect that you have such a skill."
Qin Jingru picked up the bowl and drank it loudly: "I can't help it. You also know the situation in my family. I have three brothers. If I don't be smarter, I will definitely starve every day."
Eggs are very valuable these days, and even the Jia family can't eat them often.
Qin Huairu, Qin Jingru, Banggan, Xiaodang and Xiaohuaihua all ate deliciously from their bowls.
Jia Zhang, who lived in Xu Damao's house, was miserable. Her stomach was growling with hunger and she could only drink boiled water to fill her stomach.
People can't stand it if they drink too much boiled water.
I made seven or eight trips to the hut in one night.
In just one night, my whole person's energy and energy were much worse than before.
When Qin Huairu got up in the morning, she saw Jia Zhang's appearance and felt that she was on the right track.
As long as this continues, Jia Zhang will definitely not be able to bear it, and then she can carry out her plan to marry off Jia Zhang.
Of course.
Qin Huairu couldn't starve Jia Zhang.
Otherwise, not only would she not be able to get married, the street office would also find trouble for her and accuse her of not being filial to her parents-in-law.
In the following days, Qin Huairu asked Qin Jingru to make stick noodle porridge, the kind with clear soup and little water.
Give Jia Zhang a bowl of stick noodle porridge every meal.
In this way, even if the street office comes to cause trouble, they will have a reason to deal with it.
After all, the food they eat is exactly the same as what Jia Zhang eats.
There are just two poached eggs lying at the bottom of the bowl.
It stands to reason that it is not easy to eat stick noodle porridge these days.
But Jia Zhang's mouth has long been used to holding a mouth.
After only three or five days, I couldn't stand this kind of life anymore.
But where can she go after leaving Jia's house?
Jia Zhang looked at the matchbox on the table and fell into melancholy.
The other side.
Wang Dasha's family, who lives in Daqianmen, welcomed their first real guest in nearly half a year.
Wang Dasha opened the door and saw Yan Bugui standing outside, looking a little confused.
"Yan, Teacher Yan, what do you want to do?"
Yan Bugui couldn't help but frowned when he smelled the rancid smell coming from Wang Dasha's body.
The smell was so overpowering.
But for the task assigned to him by Qin Huairu, Yan Bugui could only endure it.
"Brother Wang, I have something good to tell you today."
"A good thing? Mr. Yan, are you trying to deceive me with my waste cardboard again?" Wang Dasha's face was full of warning.
No wonder he thinks so.
Wang Dasha, like Yan Bugui, is a rag picker.
However, Yan Bugui works part-time and he works full-time.
After a chance encounter, Yan Bugui used his sharp tongue to defraud half a catty of cardboard from Wang Dasha.
Wang Dasha held a grudge against this matter for three or four years.
There is no way, the most expensive thing in the waste depot is waste cardboard, which can be sold for 2 cents per catty.
Yan Bugui cheated him out of 1 cent.
Can he not hold a grudge?
Seeing Wang Dasha mentioning what happened back then, Yan Bugui smiled awkwardly: "That was just a misunderstanding. I'm here today to mediate with you."
After saying that, the expected welcome did not come. Instead, Wang Dasha closed the door directly.
"Bang bang bang!"
Yan Bugui knocked on the door for a long time before knocking it open.
Wang Dasha said with a cold face: "Yan Bugui, are you looking for fun with me? I am a lonely old man, and I sometimes get sick, who will marry me!"
Wang Dasha's brain was burned out when he was a child, but he behaves like a normal person under normal circumstances.
But once he gets sick, he will go crazy, and he especially likes to hit people with a stick.
"How can it be! No matter what we say, we are still in a gay relationship. I can make fun of you, brother." Yan Bugui held the door with his hand and said with a smile: "There is a woman named Jia in our compound. This year She is forty-nine years old. She looks very rich and young, just like a girl in her thirties. Her husband died more than ten years ago and she managed to raise a child who also died a few years ago. He only left his daughter-in-law and a few grandchildren."
"The old lady of the Jia family is a person who can't stand loneliness, so she wants to find a wife to spend her old age with. No, when I encounter such a good thing, I think of you, brother."
After Wang Dasha heard this, he fell into a sluggish state.
This makes Yan Bugui a little worried. Is this guy going crazy?
Fortunately, after a while, Wang Dasha let out a sigh of relief and said a little embarrassedly: "It is indeed a good thing, but it is so embarrassing for me to get married at such an old age!"
"Brother, what's so shameful about this! The most beautiful thing about a young couple coming here to keep company is the red sunset! Besides, you are not that old, and the old lady of the Jia family is also young, and she might even be able to have children! You don't want to let you get old either. The Wang family must be wiped out!"
It has to be said that Yan Bugui is really a chicken thief, and he quickly hit Wang Dasha's sore spot.
Wang Dasha's biggest regret in his life is that he did not leave any descendants for his old Wang family.
The most fearful thing is that no one will care for him until he dies in a hundred years.
After listening to Yan Bugui's words, Wang Dasha began to seriously consider this matter.
He turned around and looked at the room with no furniture except for a broken bed.
"Brother Yan, look at who would marry me in my situation!"
Wang Dasha has been making a living by picking up rags these years.
Moreover, the ingredients are not good, and the subsistence allowance cannot be obtained. Life is very difficult, and I often eat one meal but not another.
It is indeed a bit difficult to get Jia Zhang to fall in love with him.
However, Yan Bugui is an old matchmaker, and he is best at making the dead appear alive.
"Brother, don't worry, as long as you listen to me, I guarantee that you will bring the beautiful girl home."
After saying that, Yan Bugui leaned into Wang Dasha's ear and whispered for a while.
Wang Dasha's eyes gradually widened, and finally he couldn't close his mouth. He hesitated and said: "Brother Yan, isn't this bad?"
"What's wrong! Don't you want to marry a daughter-in-law? Don't you want your Wang family to have an heir?" Yan Bugui frowned.
Regarding the rectification of the Jia and Zhang family, Yan Bugui has no psychological burden at all.
A while ago, if Jia Zhang hadn't introduced Xiao Cui to Yan Jiecheng, Yan Jiecheng would not have contracted the disease.
Until now, Yan Jiecheng still cares about Xiaocui and has never gone on a blind date.
Wang Dasha hesitated for a while, and finally nodded: "Brother, I will listen to you."
Yan Bugui laughed loudly: "Just listen to me. I can still lie to you. Okay, now I have to go back to the courtyard to discuss with the old lady of the Jia family. You should quickly decorate the house according to my wishes."
"Okay, okay!"
After Yan Bugui communicated with Wang Dasha, he returned to the courtyard without stopping and found Qin Huairu.
"Master, I have contacted Wang Dasha according to your wishes. He agreed to marry Jia Zhang, but he wants some compensation."
Yan Bugui's face was not red, and his heart was not beating. He stretched out his hand towards Qin Huairu: "It's not much, only five yuan."
Qin Huairu frowned: "Third uncle, you are not lying to me, are you?"
"Looking at what you said, I, Old Yan, am that kind of person!" Yan Bugui said with a confident face: "You also know the situation of Jia Zhang's family. She is unreasonable and spits shit. Her reputation is everywhere in the neighborhood. It stinks, of course Wang Dasha also heard about it."
"Five dollars is a bit much. I don't have that much money. If you can, then two and a half dollars, otherwise forget it."
Qin Huairu realized that Yan Bugui might be lying to her.
However, in order to send Jia Zhang away, she was still willing to pay a certain price.
Being able to get two yuan and fifty cents was an unexpected surprise, and Yan Bugui would naturally not refuse.
"Don't worry, as long as I, Lao Yan, receive the money, I will definitely handle the matter for you."
Qin Huairu said calmly: "It's best this way. Don't forget that you still owe others so much deposit. If I don't come forward, those people will eat you alive."
"understand."
Yan Bugui shrank his head in fear. He didn't even bother to go home and take a sip of tea, so he came to the door of Xu Damao's house without stopping.
The door of the house was ajar, and Yan Bugui called inside: "Aunt Jia, are you at home?"
Hearing a weak response from inside the house, Yan Bugui opened the door.
The sunlight shining in from the door dispelled the darkness in the room, and Yan Bugui saw Mrs. Jia Zhang lying on the bed, her face pale, and she looked like she was breathing in but not breathing out.
Hearing the sound, Jia Zhang just raised her eyelids and closed her eyes again when she saw it was Yan Bugui.
Yan Bugui was a little worried about Jia Zhang's condition.
"Sister-in-law, are you okay?"
Mrs. Jia Zhang slowly opened her eyes and looked at Yan Bugui and said, "It's Lao Yan. Have you brought food?"
When Yan Bugui heard that Mrs. Jia Zhang wanted food, she knew that she was fine.
After all, if a person is seriously ill, he will not feel hungry.
"No, you also know that the four children in my family all rely on my salary. It's good to have enough to eat. Where can I find extra food?"
"If you don't have anything to eat, get out of here. Tell Qin Huairu that it's absolutely impossible to drive my old lady away!"
Jia Zhang sat up straight, her eyes gleaming with hatred.
Yan Bugui was scolded, but was not angry. He smiled awkwardly: "Sister-in-law, I don't understand the conflict between you and Qin Huairu, and I don't want to understand. I'm here today to tell you something great."
"Will you tell me if there is something good?" Mrs. Jia Zhang frowned: "I remember not long ago, you wanted to hang yourself in front of my house, right?"
"Hey, forget about the past. After all, we have been neighbors for many years!" Yan Bugui waved his hand and said: "I know a forty-year-old gay man named Wang Dasha. He was once married. You I also know that life was difficult in those years, and his wife ran away with someone else. Wang Dasha later stayed single for most of his life and saved a lot of money, so he thought about finding another wife to spend his old age with."
"When I heard the news, the first thing I thought of was sister-in-law. You are still so young and can definitely regain your youth."
When she heard that Yan Bugui was going to help you as a matchmaker, Jia Zhang's first reaction was to refuse.
After all, she has been a widow for half her life, and if she gets married when she is old, others will poke her in the back.
But Jia Zhang immediately thought that getting married might be a good thing.
Now Qin Huairu has taken away all the power of the Jia family.
And with the support of Li Weidong, he became the grand master of the compound.
If Jia and Zhang stayed in the Jia family, they would not have a good life.
Once you get married, you can leave the Jia family legitimately and still have someone to support you.
After figuring it out, Jia Zhang couldn't wait to ask: "What's going on with that stupid Wang Dasha? Lao Yan, please tell me in detail."
Yan Bugui introduced Wang Dasha's situation.
"Sister-in-law, you may not think that Wang Dasha is just a rag picker, but he has saved a lot of money over the years. It is said that he has four to five thousand yuan. If you marry him, just wait and enjoy the blessings!"
Yan Bugui is not afraid that Jia Zhang will cause trouble for him after his words are exposed.
After all, the matchmaker's mouth is a liar.
Those little girls and young men who were fooled can only consider themselves unlucky.
When she heard that Wang Dasha had four to five thousand yuan, Jia Zhang was tempted.
If she could get all that money, she would have nothing to worry about in the future.
However, Jia Zhang was experienced after all and did not believe Yan Bugui easily.
"Old Yan, tell me, a good person, why is his name Dasha? Doesn't he have other problems?"
"Looking at what you said, it's just a name. He Yuzhu is still called Shazhu! Is he stupid?"
"That's true." Mrs. Jia Zhang nodded and said, "But getting married is a big event. Although I am old and cannot be like a little girl, getting engaged and giving gifts, I still have to go to the groom's house to see him. See?"
Jia Zhang wanted to take the opportunity of going to the man's house to explore the roots of Wang Dasha.
Yan Bugui naturally agreed, because he had already prepared it.
"Okay, when do you want to go?"
(End of chapter)
