Siheyuan: Baji heirs never forget

Chapter 172: Talking about good people in the courtyard, Uncle Yi and Qin Huairu are relieved (please subscribe)

Qin Huairu glanced at Uncle Yi in surprise, then smiled and said: "Uncle Yi, you are not a good person, who else can be a good person?"

"Hehe." Yi Zhonghai chuckled when he heard this and stopped talking.

On the other hand, Yan Bugui has already started reading this report. There are many biographies about Xin Zhao, and even the biographies of Xin Zhao's son and daughter have been published.But without exception, these biographies seldom mentioned the matter of the courtyard house, and rarely mentioned the three uncles who were uncompromising in the courtyard house.

But this article is different. It specifically asks Xin Zhao what he thinks of the three uncles.

"The three uncles are all good people..." Yan Bugui said first.

But when I read on, I paused.

"Read it quickly." Liu Haizhong shouted. If he had decided to show off more than ten years ago in order to show off his culture, how could he give such an opportunity to show his face to the third uncle who was inferior to him.

Yan Bugui nodded, and then read out the following passage.

Liu Haizhong opened his mouth and closed it again.But Yan Bugui said with some resentment: "Mr. Zhao didn't know how to beautify it, but he actually told the truth."

"This is all the reporter's fault. Why is she asking this?" Liu Haizhong pointed at the newspaper and said, "I said someone came to the yard to interview before, and they were designated to be in the same group."

"Stop complaining, don't they all have names? Are you still not satisfied?!" Uncle Yi held the water channel.

When the two heard this, they slapped their thighs and laughed.

"Haha, he is also a good person to us." Yan Bugui pointed at Uncle Yi, Liu Haizhong and then pointed at himself.

Although the shortcomings of the two of them have been mentioned, one is biased in using sticks to his sons; the other is too calculating, so that his sons are only interested in calculation and lack of family affection.

But Xin Zhao was determined at the beginning, and "good guy" was determined.

"What do you mean by a good person?" Yi Zhonghai suddenly asked.

"We are willing to help others. The three of us talked about it in the yard back then. We have led the folks in the yard for many years and solved many conflicts. No matter how difficult our yard was, no one died of hunger." Liu Haizhong said: "Let's just talk about the Huairu family. The three children were still young back then. Uncle Yi, you helped them a lot and gave them some rice and noodles."

"Yes, it was thanks to Uncle Yi's help back then." Qin Huairu said.

"Although I have made some calculations before, I am a people's teacher. Many of the students I teach have gone to university. Some students came to visit me two days ago!" Yan Bugui said.

"Is that a visit to you?" Liu Haizhong choked, "It's not like someone wants to establish a relationship with your son."

"Whether or not I can speak, that's up to me as a student." Yan Bugui immediately became unhappy.

"Second and third uncles, please listen to me." Qin Huairu said with a smile on her face.

"Yes." The second uncle and the third uncle then turned their attention to Qin Huairu. They found that Qin Huairu, who always had a bitter look on his face, seemed to have more smiles today, as if most of his years of sorrow had dissipated.

"What do you mean by a good person? Those who have never been to jail or broken the law are good people." Qin Huairu said, "My son is not good because I did not educate him well."

"Huairu, do you know about that?"

"Hey, isn't Banggeng going to jail? I know." Qin Huairu nodded. Although her two daughters did not tell her in detail, she had already sensed the truth from some words.

"Huai Ru, there is also a paragraph in this newspaper that Mr. Zhao wrote about your son. Let me read it for you." Yan Bugui said.

"Okay." Qin Huairu nodded.

Yan Bugui started to read it, but it was Zhao Xin's judgment about children's education, the theory of red face and black face, and also mentioned the incident of being beaten with sticks.

The room was silent for a while, but Liu Haizhong was the first to break the silence.

"Back then, it seemed that Xin Zhao wanted to bring Qin Huairu and He Yuzhu together, but Bangge didn't agree."

"What are you talking about? He Yuzhu and Feiyan have a good relationship." Uncle Yi said quickly.

"Uncle Yi, this really happened, and Feiyan hadn't come to our yard yet." Yan Bugui said, "But the boss doesn't agree with it, and Huairu's mother-in-law doesn't agree either."

"It's not just this. Before Dongxu died, he had been muttering about Mr. Zhao. This was recorded by Jia Zhang and Banggeng. At that time, they shouted that Mr. Zhao forced Dongxu to death. In addition, Banggeng called Mr. Zhao It’s someone named Zhao, and he calls Zhu Zhu who brought him a lunch box, silly Zhu. This is because I haven’t educated him well!” Qin Huairu poured herself a glass of water, took a sip and said, “But I tried my best!”

"Huai Ru, relax and live a good life." Yan Bugui comforted her.

"Dongxu had a problem with his thinking back then. In fact, I am also responsible. Mr. Zhao is too powerful. I should not compare Mr. Zhao with him." Yi Zhonghai said, this is the first time he has taken responsibility for this matter. .

"Hey, Uncle Yi, you are kind enough. Jia Dongxu's character is like this. How did his father die? He died of illness. Why he died of illness was because he was small-minded and too angry. Jia Dongxu and his father have the same temperament. I'm going to say hell. Good, otherwise Huairu's life will be even more miserable." Liu Haizhong said.

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Yi Zhonghai's lips, and Qin Huairu said: "The dead must also bear the responsibility. The main responsibility for Jia Dongxu's death lies with him."

After Qin Huairu paused, he continued: "I am just a person from the countryside, and I have become a glorious worker in this huge capital city. After Dongxu died, I raised three children and sent him away to eat every day. The painkiller mother must have done a good enough job!”

"That's good enough. Everyone in our yard, even Mr. Zhao and Xiao'e, have to give a thumbs up when they talk about you." Yi Zhonghai gave a thumbs up.

"You don't dare. The most promising people in our yard are the couple." A flash of envy flashed in Qin Huairu's eyes. She also liked Xin Zhao back then.

"It's actually Jia Dongxu and Jia Zhang's fault that Banggeng is today. Dongxu beat me in front of his children before he died. After his death, Banggeng didn't listen to me very much. Even if the Jia family is the last, I still have a clear conscience." Qin Huai Ru stood up, looked at the three uncles and said: "Three uncles, you are chatting here, I will go to the main courtyard to have a look and let Sophora japonica make some food for you."

"Okay." Yan Bugui nodded.

The three uncles looked at Qin Huairu's leaving figure.

"Okay, it's a good thing. Huairu thought about it. Why shouldn't the deceased bear responsibility?" Yi Zhonghai said.

In the main courtyard, Huaihua saw Qin Huairu walking into the house: "Mom, did the three uncles say what they want to eat?"

Qin Huairu was stunned and forgot to ask: "Let's eat fish, the kind with less thorns."

"Okay, I'll do it right now. Mom, sit down and take a rest." Huaihua shouted.

"Okay." Qin Huairu nodded and sat down at the door of the west wing.

Huaihua was a little surprised to see her mother actually sitting down to rest. After all, even if she said so, Qin Huairu would come to the kitchen to help.

But she didn't say much. After all, her mother had worked hard all her life and she deserved a break.Besides, she and her husband were still thinking about this west wing room.House prices in Beijing fluctuate day by day. Even if half of this house is rented out, it will only cost the same rent in half a year.

Qin Huairu's eyes drifted away, recalling everything that had happened in the past.

There was Jia Dongxu's scolding, and there was also Zhao Laochu's eyes when he saw him.

"I must have been very beautiful then!" Qin Huairu murmured to herself.

"Grandma, what are you talking about?" A young man, about fourteen or fifteen years old, ran out of the house and was carrying a schoolbag.

"Nothing to say, go to school quickly!" Qin Huairu touched the boy's head. This is her grandson Ren Xuliang, who is relatively simple and honest.Of course, he is not as honest as Xu Wang, Xu Damao's son in the backyard.

Ren Xuliang skipped away with his schoolbag on his back. Qin Huairu looked at Ren Xuliang's back, and she remembered the scene when she first entered the city.

She was drawn to the city.

"If I hadn't entered the city at that time." Qin Huairu immediately smiled and shook her head. She glanced at the location of the kitchen, and there was a smell coming from there: "If I hadn't entered the city, where would there be fish and meat to eat now, and it's Mr. Zhao Neighbors." The three uncles didn't wait long, and had cooked rice soup and delicious fish to eat.

After eating, we finished eating and went home.

Uncle Yi walked into the yard and heard a voice in front of him: "Back."

"Back." Yi Zhonghai looked at He Daqing, who was hunched over and his eyes were slightly dull.

"I'm waiting for you to eat dog meat." He Daqing said.

"Okay, eat dog meat." Yi Zhonghai agreed with a smile.

He Xiao walked out of the door, looked at Yi Zhonghai and said, "Grandpa Yi, it would be great if you came back. Grandpa He has always said that he wants to eat dog meat with you."

"I'll take care of you, Grandpa He, go and do your work!" Yi Zhonghai said.

"Daqing, let's go in and eat dog meat." Yi Zhonghai pulled He Daqing.

He Daqing took two steps but stopped. He raised his head to look at Yi Zhonghai and said, "Old Yi, there is something wrong with you."

"Something's wrong, what's wrong?" Yi Zhonghai asked in confusion.

"There's something wrong with my eyes." He Daqing showed a stubborn expression.

"Haha, let's go!" Yi Zhonghai pulled He Daqing into the yard.Yi Zhonghai's face was full of smiles. The reason why his eyes were wrong was because he had figured it out.

Earlier I felt I was sorry for He Daqing, but now I realize that I was overstepping the mark.

He Daqing ran away with the widow, leaving He Yuzhu, a teenager, and He Yuyu, a child.The two brothers and sisters grew up with the help of the people in the yard, and the people in this yard were mainly themselves and the deaf old lady in the backyard.

He felt guilty before because He Daqing sent four yuan every month, but he did not tell He Yuzhu and He Yuyu that it was from their father.

Let He Yuzhu and He Yuyu think it was given by themselves.

He has no son, which is selfish at this point, but He Daqing gave up He Yuzhu and He Yuyu on his own. Besides, he is just an ordinary person, how can he be truly selfless.

If He Yuzhu was truly selfless, wouldn't He Yuzhu still rely on his favoritism when he got into trouble?

"Old He, I may live to be 90 years old." Yi Zhonghai said.

"I also want to live to be 90 years old." He Daqing shouted.

"Okay, we will all live to be 90 years old." Yi Zhonghai agreed.

……

In the evening, Qin Huairu's house in the courtyard.

Qin Huairu called her daughter Huaihua and son-in-law Ren Lei to sit on the table.

Qin Huairu looked at Huaihua and asked Ren Lei, "Huaihua, Ren Lei, how much money has our family saved now?"

The couple looked at each other, and Huaihua said, "Mom, why do you ask this?"

Huaihua's eyes paused and she asked cautiously: "Mom, do you know about my brother?"

"I know, he brought it upon himself. I didn't want to save him, and I couldn't save him. Tell mom, how much money have you two saved, son-in-law?"

"Less than [-]." Ren Lei said after looking at Sophora japonica.

"Well, that's [-]. I still have [-] here." Qin Huairu handed over a card: "Keep the Sophora japonica and transfer it together tomorrow."

"Let's sell this west wing room to you and your wife tomorrow." Qin Huairu said.

The water glass in Huaihua's hand fell on the table with a bang, and she quickly held it on: "Mom, what did you say?"

"Sell the west wing to you and your wife, and leave 8 yuan for your brother out of the [-] yuan, and give it to him after he is released from prison." Qin Huairu said.

"Mom, are you serious?" Huaihua asked.

"Of course it's true." Qin Huairu stood up and said: "That's it, your mother, I have figured it out. The Jia family and the Ren family are the same to me, but there is one thing. From now on, I have to eat meat every day. "

"Okay, we'll kill the chicken tomorrow." A smile spread across Huaihua's face.

The price of a courtyard house is quite high. 8 yuan can only buy one and a half square meters of this west wing room.

Of course, this is because it is the former residence of Zhao Xin, otherwise, according to the outside price, it would cost 4 yuan per square meter.

There was a burst of laughter in the west wing room, and Qin Huairu noticed that his son-in-law Ren Lei also had a smile on his face.

……

Zhao Xin, who was far away in Chengdu, naturally had no idea that Qin Yu's interview would bring such a big change to his old neighbors.

At this moment, he was playing a game with Xiao Shihua. The game he was playing was not Legend, but World of Warcraft.

Xiao Shihua has lost interest in Legend and loves World of Warcraft.

And Zhao Xin was telling Xiao Shihua how to operate.

While playing games, Xiao Shihua once again showed off her outstanding gaming talent. Her nimble fingers, good physical fitness, and clear mind all seemed to show that although she was still a first-grade primary school student, she was really the earliest at this moment. Internet addicted little girl.

In the future, she is bound to grow into a terrifying internet addicted demon queen.

After an hour and a half of game time, Xiao Shihua was reading aloud with a book of Tang poetry.

Zhao Xin changed from a friend of the game to a listener of Xiao Shihua.

"When I sleep in spring, I don't notice the dawn, and I hear the chirping of birds everywhere. This sentence means that in spring, I sleep so much that I don't realize it's dawn. What disturbs my sleep is the chirping bird."

"Old man, can I take a nap?" Xiao Shihua blinked her big eyes.

"Okay, tomorrow is Saturday, Shihua can take a nap."

"Hoo ho." Xiao Shihua became serious and continued to read poems: "The sound of wind and rain at night, you know how many flowers have fallen." This sentence means that the sound of wind and rain continued last night, and you don't know how many beautiful flowers were blown down. "

"Old man, I know this. The stone flower was blown away by the wind, but it was blown away during the day. Grandma said it flew to other places with the flower seeds."

"Like a dandelion," Xin Zhao echoed.

"Old man, tell me the story of dandelions!" Xiao Shihua jumped into Xin Zhao's arms.

"Dandelion, she is..." Xiao Shihua fell into a deep sleep amid the sound of the story. During these days when Grandma Kong was picked up by her son to fulfill her filial piety, the relationship between Xiao Shihua and Zhao Xin became even closer.

(End of this chapter)