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Chapter 1589: People are still here, but things are different now(1/2)

 Although Qin Huairu didn't want to admit it, but now that she had reached this point, she couldn't be willing to be despised by Qin Jingru again. She was still Qin Huairu who wanted to kiss Silly Zhu.

The person to introduce to him.

Sister?

But it can't satisfy Qin Huairu's family's eating, drinking and eating. They also need to put on a layer of emotional coat. Unfortunately, Xu Damao got there first.

After all, she is indirectly considered a 'qualified' matchmaker, but no one appreciates her.

Xiao Huaihua has been very sensitive and timid since she was a child. She has a clear grasp of people's hearts. Although she is not particularly familiar with Xu Damao and Qin Jingru, she still remembers her youth.

Qin Jingru is actually the life equivalent of a nanny in their family.

Now that he has turned around, how can he be crushed by Qin Huairu again?

Hey!

"I hope you can remember every word you said." Qin Jingru looked at Qin Huairu sitting in the back of the silly column tricycle, murmured to herself, opened the door, and returned home.

Let’s not mention this for now.

When Qin Huairu got out of the car, followed Shazhu, and opened a door full of strange courtyards. While they were cleaned, there were also yellowed leaves falling in disorder under the trees.

No one cares.

"Silly Zhu, is this our future home?"

Qin Huairu was reluctant, but she didn't dare to show any trace of her fox tail. She had nowhere to go. Xiao Huaihua's attitude was very clear, basically eliminating the possibility of her going back.

The family is small and cannot accommodate a giant Buddha like her.

What else can she do?

There are horizontal and vertical courtyards forming a circle, and there are some built houses. Only there is an old locust tree in the backyard. There are tables, chairs and benches under the tree. He Daqing is lying on the rocking chair.

The fan in hand.

No time to relax.

"You idiot, why did you bring this poisonous woman back? You really want to piss me off." He Daqing Du Nannan was not happy to see Qin Huairu at all and turned around.

Even if it’s a silly column.

She could only awkwardly drag Qin Huairu to the room next door. It was not as big as the house arranged by Han Chunming. It was a large courtyard. Although there were three courtyards in front and back, there were many people in each household.

Huddle together.

With people coming and going, there is a bit more fireworks.

"The old man is talking nonsense, don't take it to heart, stay here peacefully, I will be alive for one day, no one can drive you out of the house." Silly Zhu patted his chest.

It can be said that being close to him can give Qin Huairu some comfort.

"I know."

Qin Huairu showed a wry smile. People who treat her sincerely are basically tricked by her, and finally leave in disappointment. The reason why she dares to trouble Xu Dongqing is because she has a spare tire.

If there is no silly pillar.

She really didn't dare to fall out with Xu Dongqing directly. Instead of living a mediocre life, why not work hard?

What if it happens?

"That's good."

Silly Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that Qin Huairu would be dissatisfied with the current environment, then he would really have nothing to do. When he begged He Zhe, the response was nothing more than a few rolls of his eyes.

"Sinzhu, the second uncle, and the third uncle's family, how do they get along with each other?" Qin Huairu was not out of kindness, but for so many years of hard work, if they don't let them shed any blood.

My heart is empty.

It can be regarded as a support for her. Banggeng is not needed. Jia Chui's grandson still needs a house of his own. By marrying a granddaughter-in-law, she can also be regarded as completing her task.

This is the end of my life!

"Them?"

"They may have to go back to their own house. Without us to take care of them, the two old people are indeed a little lonely, but our abilities are limited and we cannot care about them."

Shazhu chooses or abandons them.

Anyway, when he was young, the two families were not particularly kind to him. They were just familiar strangers. If Qin Huairu hadn't always asked him to help take care of him.

He is too lazy to find a father for himself.

He Daqing is still lying under the old locust tree and needs someone to take care of him. Unfortunately, his apprentice is more filial than Si Zhu. During the holidays, he does not give less to He Daqing.

"Uh!"

"Then we won't talk about them for now."

Qin Huairu, who was good at observing words and emotions, could only sigh helplessly after understanding Sha Zhu's thoughts. He also wanted Sha Zhu to take them over, so He Daqing might be the first to disagree.

"Get away!"

With just one order, Sha Zhu's consent was not needed at all. He Zhe and others would have been eager to send her away. After all, she was the heinous bad guy.

It just confuses Silly Zhu’s mind.

What does it mean to give up when things are good?

He still understands.

He Daqing doesn't want to be as simple, inactive, and unusually genial as he seems on the surface. Even if she moves in, he can still remain indifferent. Is it just a sigh?

Don't look at them.

This is not He Daqing’s bottom line.

When he was young, He Daqing followed the White Widow to Baocheng and lived there for decades. After raising the two silly sons of the White Widow's family, he himself was forced to burn bridges.

In the end, it died without any illness.

Returning to his hometown shows that He Daqing doesn't look down on people like them at all. They are all insidious and cunning villains who use Silly Pillar as a stepping stone, but he sees clearly.

Under one roof.

Is it possible to lose some temper on the surface and allow Silly Zhu to go on the road of unrepentance and never return?

Qin Huairu has really seen He Daqing's methods, which are completely different from Sha Zhu. Sha Zhu likes to disconnect and miss old feelings, and is not clean and tidy at all.

But after He Daqing saw clearly the true face of the Bai family.

But just backhand and report.

Let the mute White Widow eat Coptis chinensis. During the process, the White Widow did not think about reconciling with He Daqing, and they lived together for several years, but the White Widow was just a nanny.

Waiting for food, drink and diarrhea.

Not a penny.

In the end, He Daqing couldn't stand the violent temper, and finally asked her son to pick her up. From then on, she never dared to cause trouble to He Daqing again.

Even if it’s a plea.

Still indifferent.

How could such a person stand aside and watch her bully Silly Zhu in obscurity?

Spend Shazhu's savings and finally drive him away.

Qin Huairu wouldn't believe it even if she were beaten to death. Now she can only lurk and stay low, and make He Daqing see her own value. She can cook for Silly Zhu at night and take care of He Daqing's food, clothing and daily life.

As long as there is less of the same thing.

That's all disrespect for money.

If He Daqing recognizes her contribution, then this courtyard will not be impossible to fall into her hands in the future. In the end, she only needs to take good care of Silly Zhu, but it is impossible for the second uncle and the third uncle to spare them.

You still have to pay the interest you should pay.

Qin Huairu retracted her thoughts, put down her things, and went to the kitchen to get busy. At the same time, she sent Sha Zhu away and asked him to go to work in the hotel. As an inspiring woman, she wanted to make Sha Zhu lose everything.

How can we let Silly Zhu have free time?

This is not to increase the difficulty of the challenge for myself, not to hinder Silly Zhu, but to ask He Daqing for a favor. As a normal person, He Daqing will not refuse his kindness.

After sending Silly Pillar away.

Qin Huairu stood under the locust tree, looking at He Daqing who was resting, lying on the rocking chair, fan slightly moving, squinting his small eyes, staring at Qin Huairu's figure.

"Time makes us grow old, Qin Huairu, I vaguely remember that you were as beautiful as a flower back then. The stupid boy in our family couldn't help but stay here when he saw you for the first time."

Haha...

He Daqing took the lead in breaking the silence of the courtyard.

Staring?

Doesn’t make any sense?

Qin Huairu leaned under the old locust tree, wrapped her arms around her, and showed a frivolous smile: "Uncle He, you must be strong and strong. You must be seventy, and your body and bones are still so strong. I can't. After half a century, this

There are so many gray hairs that we can’t even count them.”
To be continued...
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