Qin Huairu’s eyes were deep in thought.

"Two uncles, you said that I threatened Silly Zhu with divorce and asked him to give me the bracelet. What do you think?"

His eyes are a little blurry.

I didn’t notice the hanging flower door at all.

Take He Zhe and his girlfriend.

As for Silly Zhu, because he had something to do, he went to the toilet and happened to miss the scene where he saw Qin Huairu's ambition.

It can only be said that the fate has not yet ended.

He Zhe looked smiling.

Staring at Qin Huairu.

Standing on the steps.

Speaking openly is one thing.

Another possibility is that he really does everything he can to fool him.

"Aunt Qin, if you are willing to let my father go, I will still be very grateful to you."

He Zhe scoffed.

Smiling Tiger!

When Qin Huairu saw He Zhe for the first time, she felt like she was seeing a composite of Sha Zhu and Wang Cuihua in their youth. Sha Zhu was simple and honest, but Wang Cuihua was a tough woman.

Tell the truth.

You can't rub any sand into your eyes.

Now look at He Zhe.

Although I have always seen him grow up, there are still huge changes.

Smart and knowledgeable.

It’s basically a replica of Da Lao Chou’s Silly Pillar.

Smile lightly.

"He Zhe, let Aunt Qin take a closer look. You heard me wrong just now. How can I give up on your father?" Seeing Silly Zhu walking over with his belt in his pocket, Qin Huairu immediately changed her face.<

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Does Sichuan Opera change faces?

He Zhe glanced at it with disdain.

Don’t talk to Qin Huairu.

There are some things.

Just keep it in mind. As for unnecessary actions, he doesn't want to get involved.

Look at Shazhu’s actions.

It can be seen that there is actually a gap between the two. Otherwise, his father would not give the bracelet to his fiancée. This can be regarded as recognition of the relationship between the two.

He doesn't suffer.

Outside the mourning hall.

He Zhe is in a sad mood.

Looking at the deaf old lady who took care of him when he was growing up.

She said sadly: "Grandma, my grandson is here to see you. Thank you for your care and love for me over the years."

He Zhe placed the iron box in the coffin.

Although the tin box is original.

Qin Huairu sighed for a while.

Do you really not want it?

But the things inside were replaced by some small toys that the deaf old lady gave to He Zhe, such as rattles...

This?

Qin Huairu was still thinking about what to say.

But looking at the people who are in grief, if she mentions money, she will show that she is too philistine. Although there are no outsiders.

....

At night.

Xu Damao was sitting alone in a dark room, drinking wine, with a sad and angry look on his face.

The little country girl back then had always been someone he looked down upon, but she still rejected his advances last night with a disgusting expression. Even now, Xu Damao felt a chill.

When did he fall to the point of being looked down upon by others?

Even if it’s a silly column.

He is just a long-term employee working for the Jia family.

Worthless.

Not as good as him.

He is tall and good-looking.

When I was young, I was lucky, and countless girls wanted to be his wife.

Flirting is when a person is handsome.

If a person is ugly, that is harassment.

No matter when and where.

Many of them are also members of the Appearance Association.

I regret it.

Xu Damao was drinking wine.

With blurred eyes, he thought about how to make Qin Jingru change his mind. He was already fifty years old, and his thoughts were gradually becoming weak. He just wanted to find a wife to take care of him in his later years.

But now it seems that this injustice is difficult to realize.

It's too late to regret.

Dong Dong.

There was a rapid knock on the door.

Xu Damao's idea was attracted to him. There were very few people knocking on his door. They were either his old friends or swindlers like You Fengxia.

Social scope.

Almost zero.

Everything is a service for profit.

"Who."

Xu Damao opened the door and looked at Ge Yuzhen, who was dressed coolly. He was a little puzzled. She was Qin Huairu's daughter-in-law. She was not old, only thirty years old, and she was dressed pretty.

When I first came to Siheyuan.

She is still an ordinary girl.

Hungry, sallow complexion and thin muscles.

At that time, when he first saw it, he thought they were people fleeing the famine?

"Uncle Xu, I have something I want to discuss with you. I wonder if you can let me in first." Ge Yuzhen spoke a little awkwardly, and it was freezing outside.

She wanted to meet Xu Damao this time.

But I was fully prepared.

Just to make the lustful Xu Damao feel bright.

Nima?

Xu Damao introduced Ge Yuzhen into the house.

Although he is wearing a cotton coat, with two buttons exposed, you can see a patch of snow-white inside. Is this a test for him?

Is it a pillow for sleepiness?

Xu Damao sat at the main seat boldly and poured a glass of white wine for Ge Yuzhen. He was almost exactly the same as Qin Huairu at the time. At the beginning, he felt that he might not have the slightest chance of being better than Qin Huairu.

After all, it costs a lot of money and food.

But Qin Huairu still ignored her.
To be continued...