The wind is a little noisy.

"It turns out to be Liu Guangqi."

Qin Jingru is also an elderly person in the courtyard house and knows a little about this. Moreover, now that she has been taking care of her children at home, it is inevitable that she will bump into Liu Guangqi.

"Don't worry about him."

Qin Jingru smiled faintly.

"Once, I heard the second uncle told the second aunt that Liu Guangqi didn't really want to take care of them, but was thinking about the old couple's house. If it were given to him directly, there would also be good wine and food today.

”

Qin Huairu comforted.

"This second uncle can see it very clearly."

Xu Damao scoffed for a moment.

They are all understanding people.

Everyone has their own purpose.

That is to say, Liu Guangqi thinks he is smart.

Haha.

"Eat roast duck."

Xu Damao sat on a chair with his daughter in his arms, eating and looking at your figure outside the window.

Coming and going.

The figure becomes more and more rickety.

There is still a feeling of being late.

It is no longer as lively as it was at the beginning. The key is the intrigues and intrigues, and it has gradually dimmed. After thinking about it, it turns out that the people behind this scheme are almost all members of my own family.

Where are the outsiders?

In the end, it’s all people’s hearts that are hurt.

....

Jia family.

It is not the Jia family in Jinling City with gold and white jade beds, carved dragons and painted phoenixes, but a dilapidated Jia family with no real heritage at first glance.

Mrs. Jia Zhang sighed.

Looking out the window.

How I hope Banggeng can come back.

But there is not enough time in this day.

A little anxious.

"Huairu, why don't you ask around and see where Banggeng went?" Mrs. Jia Zhang said with some distress.

Haha.

There was a sneer coming from the kitchen.

"Go to the alley entrance to find a local rat to inquire?"

Qin Huairu opened the door curtain with dumplings still wrapped in her hands. He Yuzhu stayed in the bedroom, lying on the bed, listening to Mozart's symphony. He looked like a scholar.

It makes Jia Zhang’s teeth itch with hatred.

This He Yuzhu is just bullying the Jia family, no one dares to act like a monster.

If the stick is there.

It's best to find someone to take care of this thing.

You will know what it means to stay safe.

What's wrong with being your own old scalper?

"Hmm."

Mrs. Jia Zhang nodded quickly.

"Are you old and confused?"

Qin Huairu looked disdainful.

The people living in that shabby alley are a bunch of people.

Earth rat.

Alias: Three Religions and Nine Streams.

There has been relatively little noise in recent years. There are so many living bandits who have long been eating peanuts. None of them are living with their tails between their legs. In other words, the Jia and Zhang family are still living in the glory of the past.

I have no idea what the new trend is.

Hey.

The key is that it still doesn’t make sense.

"Don't ask for trouble. If Lao Wang from the police station just killed them because of me coming over, do you think the prince in that area would spare our family?"

To put it bluntly.

It’s also a silly joke.

Even if it is really just dug out of the soil, it cannot be done like this.

You shouldn't quietly go to the antique market near Liulichang in the middle of the night and do something secretly. This will not leave any sequelae, even for people from the police station.

I also often go on sweeps.

But it’s only a few times a month.

Say hello to everyone in advance.

Just don’t go out for those few days.

The rest of the time is their day to make money.

Hey.

"Don't you care?"

Mrs. Jia Zhang was a little anxious. When she heard the sound of mosquitoes coming from the bedroom, sometimes low and sometimes loud, Ms. Jia Zhang was a little upset.

This house belongs to the Jia family.

Why does it feel like it has become the house of Shazhu’s family?

I really don’t regard myself as an outsider.

What a pity?

She had long forgotten that if He Yuzhu hadn't sold his house and opened a restaurant in order to save face for Banggong, how could He Yuzhu have been living under someone else's roof?

It doesn’t matter if it’s a golden nest or a silver nest.

Nothing can compare to your own doghouse.

"Humph."

"How to manage?"

Qin Huairu asked rhetorically.

This?

Jia Zhang has no idea in her heart. Of course, the main reason is that the old witch does not have this ability. If she had it, she would not become what she is now.

Banggeng has learned it a long time ago.

At first.

The main reason why their family can survive is relying on Yi Zhonghai. Unfortunately, this bad old man was so angry that he was half-dead from the stick, and the family lost their backer.

Regret.

"I don't care."

Haha.

"Mother-in-law, stop messing around. If you had the ability, the stick would have come back a long time ago. How could you keep wandering like this?"

Bitten by a dog.

Being beaten.

....

Sometimes.
To be continued...