The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Chapter 967 "A biting dog never barks"

early morning.

A new day has arrived.

The "buzzing" pigeon whistle sounded in the sky, which was very magical and made people who got up early not feel a bit disgusted.

The courtyard was busy as usual, with people emptying toilets, washing up, and grabbing faucets. A sense of life full of flavor hit our faces.

"Squeak~!"

In the west door of the backyard, a ghostly feeling appeared out of thin air in the empty room. If it hadn't been for broad daylight and the sunlight was shining directly into the room through the glass, everyone who heard it would probably have thought it was haunted.

"Dong, bang, bang~!"

The wardrobe in Xu Damao's home suddenly shook out of thin air. As the door was kicked open, Ma Hua, who had curled up inside after sleeping all night, crawled out with his eyes open dimly.

Because of human stirring, the dust rises, and the light passing through the glass shines on the flying dust, creating a beautiful Tyndall effect, like billions of tiny insects flapping their wings in the air.

Looking at the empty bedroom and living room, Ma Hua crawled out of the cabinet, his consciousness gradually cleared, and he patted his head, only to realize that he had moved into a new home.

Smiling absentmindedly, Ma Hua gently closed the cabinet door and even bent down to wipe the footprints he had just left.

"Good morning, my new home~!"

After saying that, a pair of big hands took down the photo frame of Xu Damao's family hanging on the wall. He walked out of the house, looked at the stunned Old Liu family across the door, smiled and waved.

"Morning~!"

"Oh my god, did this child sleep on the floor last night?"

The second aunt stared at her characteristic big eyes and looked inside Ma's house in disbelief. It was indeed clean, there was no furniture, and there was not even a newspaper on the floor.

Brushing his teeth at the door, Liu Bang spat out the foam in his mouth. Hearing this, he trembled his eyebrows, pulled out his toothbrush and stirred it in the tea vat.

"This kid is also a ruthless person, don't mess with him in the future~!" With foam flying in his mouth, Liu Haizhong said with a cautious expression as Ma Hua left Moon Gate's back.

"Morning~!"

"Morning~!"

"Say good morning to Master He for me~!"

As if he had forgotten everything that happened yesterday, MCA passed through the Moon Gate. The further he walked, the smoother the road became, and his mood became smoother. He waved and said hello to everyone he knew, whether he knew him or not.

Even Qin Huairu, who was collecting water by the pool, had just picked up the kettle. Before she could close the lid, she was surprised by Ma Hua's greeting and slipped the kettle from her hand, causing her clothes to get wet.

As Ma Hua walked through the hall, Qin Huairu thought that the child was crazy and the two families were enemies, but subconsciously, he glanced at the He family with the door closed and pursed his lips.

"Second uncle, morning, Deputy Factory Director Li, morning~!"

Li Feng looked at Yan Bugui in the front yard, and Yan Bugui looked at Li Feng. One of them spread his palms, and the other shrugged, both feeling a little confused.

"Yan Jiecheng, good morning. You worked hard yesterday. Thank you for giving me a place to sleep. However, the diaper you changed for the child looks familiar to me~!"

"Good morning, Ma Hua, Sister Qin's family can't use up all the money, so give me some~!"

When he heard Ma Hua greeting his son, Lao Yan was about to change his expression, but unexpectedly, Ma Hua was just saying hello, not looking for trouble.

Until the sound faded away, Yan Jiecheng walked into the front yard inexplicably, rubbing the back of his head and completely confused.

"What's wrong with him? Is he stimulated?"

Looking at the two people in the front yard, Yan Jiecheng stopped at the threshold, pointed in the direction of the courtyard door and then pointed at his head and asked. "It's not like that. This kid is very sophisticated and can control his anger. You have to learn from him and not be controlled by your emotions. Sooner or later you will get ahead~!"

Yan Bugui gave a fake smile and gave an evaluation after his own observation, which made Deputy Director Li, who was silent, nod slightly.

"Well, I saw you brought back a lot of fabric last night. Share some with your dad. This cotton undershirt needs to be mended~!"

In these three words, he did not forget to take advantage of him. This is what makes Yanbu expensive. In front of Li Feng, he started to spread his palms towards Yan Jiecheng, and he did not forget to poke the holes in the cotton undershirt.

"No, I got that back~!"

"Then I'll go tell Qin Huairu...!"

Shaking his head with a smile, Li Feng went into the house and took out the bicycle. He was used to watching the two father and son playing around.

Bathed in the early morning glow and accompanied by the bustling crowds going to work, the capital city resumed its bustle during the day.

After the people were almost gone, the door of He's house in the middle courtyard slowly opened.

He Yuzhu, who was also wearing a cotton undershirt and large pants, stood at the door, stretched out his arms, and yawned widely.

Looking at the empty yard after work, I smashed my mouth, turned around, went back to the house, and started to clean up the house.

Messy clothes and underpants were flying in the sky. From time to time, the big basin for washing clothes was piled full of them, all of which were not washed in time during normal work.

"It's not like there's no benefit from being fired~!"

He muttered that for others, it was a new day, but for He Yuzhu, it was also the first day of unemployment and the first day of blind date.

Not only the clothes, head, face, beard, inside and out, Chef He really washed them seriously. In order to welcome Qin Jingru's arrival, he even went to cut his messy hair.

The deaf old lady who temporarily lived in Aunt Yi's house lost her former power and was knocked back to her original form. She looked at the busy godson with a shriveled mouth, opened her mouth, but said nothing.

Corresponding.

In Qinjia Village, Hongxing Commune, Qin Jingru was in a similar situation. The cool and sweet well water washed her face white and clean, and her hair was tied up with a red rope and tied in a beautiful knot.

Unlike He Yuzhu, she didn't dress up specially for the cook. Mainly because, if she wanted to go into the city, she simply had to dress up to look good.

But no matter how she dresses, she still has a touch of rusticity about her. This is not something that can be changed by clothes, but a sense of self-confidence that comes from the bottom of her heart as a girl in the city.

"Just stay a few days longer. If you don't agree with one of them, ask your sister to introduce another one. There are still two months of autumn harvest. If you come back one day late, there will be more food for the family. Find an uncle in the city, and your mother won't have to worry~ !”

Rural areas generally support the early marriage of their children, especially daughters, who have less to eat, which in disguise reduces the burden on the family.

"Bring two eggs for the two children to eat. Her mother-in-law is not easy to talk to. Just endure what she says and coax your sister to sleep~!"

The mother may be a little worried, fearing that Qin Huairu will not take it seriously, so she cooked two hard-boiled eggs, wrapped them in a handkerchief, shook off the water, and stuffed them into her daughter's small shoulder bag.

"Oh, I can still earn work points, I wish I could be kicked out~!"

Qin Jingru pouted her lips and looked a little unhappy, but she was actually very happy. Her parents still cared about her.

"I expect your whole family to starve to death with just a few work points a day, girl!"

Old man Qin glared at his daughter, pulled up the clothes on his shoulders, picked up the hoe behind the door, and went out.

On the golden field ridge, the breeze floated the hair on Qin Jingru's face, and the air was filled with the unique fragrance of wheat fields. Qin Jingru turned around and looked at the vast fields, waving her hands happily, jumping around like a rabbit. Jumping towards the main road.

In the distance, a large Stypunk truck was slowly driving towards here from the sky, spitting out black smoke.

(End of this chapter)