It's just that this person can't be idle.

No, as soon as Qin Huairu was free, he wondered if he could gain some advantage from He Yudong's house.

In fact, among the people she knew, He Yudong's family had the best conditions, and the first-class affluence.

No, now they are paying for the house in the courtyard, Yu Li, the daughter-in-law of the third grandfather's family, to take care of it! .

Qin Huairu has been secretly aggrieved.

With this money, how good it is to give her!They are all in the same family, so why didn't she earn this money, instead, it went to the third uncle's family who couldn't beat her!

But it was also because of this that Qin Huairu knew that He Yudong had a bad opinion of her, so it was considered interesting, so he would hang out in front of him if he had nothing to do.

Of course, except when there is a need for him.

No, Qin Huairu went to He Yudong's house with another basket of fresh wild vegetables.

At this time, as expected, He Yudong was at work.

Lin Yuzhu is already familiar with this aunt who always smiles every time she comes, and also knows that she must ask for something every time she comes, so naturally she will not be very enthusiastic.

Who would like poor relatives who always come to fight the autumn wind?

"Aunt Qin is here."

Lin Yuzhu took her to the living room.

"My aunt is taking care of the child. She will come over later, so you can wait here."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and left without even pouring Qin Huairu a glass of water.

She doesn't like this aunt.

But she has to maintain a certain level of politeness.

She doesn't want to be called a bad boy.

She didn't want those old women to gossip behind their backs and say that Uncle He and Aunt Qiuye had taught her badly.

Uncle He is very good, and Aunt Qiuye is also very good.

Living with them reminded her of her parents.

She was very envious of the pair of little leaves and the little little leaves in Aunt Qiuye's stomach.

Because they have very good parents.

And she's gone.

No, there was once.

But now, Uncle He and Aunt Qiuye are also very kind to her.

She is very satisfied.

So, she didn't want to hear someone speak ill of them.

So, she has to behave better.

Qin Huairu was actually a little embarrassed.

She is a 36-year-old woman who was married, was a widow, was beaten by society and life, and then struggled to get up and continue to live.

So Lin Yuzhu's emotions of those children, she noticed immediately.

The little girl was smiling on the surface, but she was actually not welcome.

Very unwelcome.

But she was still very polite.

Except no water was poured for her.

But since she didn't wait long, the little girl's slight faux pas didn't count as faux pas.

Ran Qiuye walked over quickly while brushing her hair, raised her head when entering the door, and showed a sweet smile to Qin Huairu.

she is so beautiful.

Qin Huairu thought in a daze.

How old is she younger than me?six years old?eight years old?

No wonder it's so beautiful.

Obviously, she had given birth to a child like her, and she was pregnant like her.

But she was still so damn pretty.

Is she 30 years old?

What is it like to be 30 years old?

At the age of 30... Has she lost the ability to show such a simple and sweet smile?

Why can she still laugh?

Because she was lucky enough to marry a good man?

Why... why!

Qin Huairu quickly lowered her head, avoiding too intense, bitter and resentful emotions from flowing out of her eyes.

"Siblings, haha, I'm here to disturb you again."

"Oh, sister-in-law, why bother? I welcome my sister-in-law to come and chat with me. Come, eat strawberries."

For things like strawberries, if they are wild strawberries that grow wild in the wild in the warm April and May, then they don’t need money.

But if in February and March, when it is warm and cold, a pot of red and sour strawberries is brought out, then it is not a matter of money.

Qin Huairu smiled, picked up a strawberry, stuffed it into his mouth and picked the strawberry stalk at the same time.

Strawberry juice stained my fingers.

Strawberries are a bit cold to eat, the taste is hard, the taste is more sour than sweet, and the color is not so beautiful, but after one bite, the mouth is full of saliva, and the subtle pleasure skips the brain nerves like an electric shock.

Different people have different fates.

Qin Huairu packed up the messy emotions in her heart, raised her face, and showed a kind smile.

"Brothers and sisters, sister-in-law, I beg you to do something."

"Well, sister-in-law, tell me."

"That's what happened... Didn't the doctor tell me to eat more fruits? But you also know where to find fruits in this weather. I just want to ask, is there a way to get fruits in your house? No need More, enough for me to eat two bites."

"This……"

Ran Qiuye's body shrank back a little, with a troubled expression on his face.

The fruits she is eating now are all brought back with the help of He Yudong, and she doesn't know what connections he has, let alone whether they can be sold to Qin Huairu.

Without knowing it, she will never make random promises to avoid adding chaos to the family.

"Sister-in-law, these things were brought back by my family, He Yudong. I don't know exactly what happened. Especially now that buying and selling are not legal, we can't know the law and break the law, can we?"

Ran Qiuye grabbed a strawberry and put it in his mouth.

A little sour, a little hard, but just right for her to eat.

"Sister-in-law, if you want to eat, I'll take some back for you. But if you say too much, it's definitely not too much, after all, I don't have much here."

She pushed the bowl forward.

"Eat two more, my family He Yudong thinks it's sour, but it tastes good to me."

Chapter 147 Jealousy

"Sour girl, good omen."

Qin Huairu smiled, biting down her teeth hard.The sweet and sour strawberry juice flowed between her teeth, mixed with saliva, and then she swallowed it in one gulp.

Obviously she had planned it that way from the beginning.

Obviously she wanted to take advantage of it from the beginning, so that she could take some free fruit back.

But why, when the development of the matter was clearly the same as what she thought, she felt so... uncomfortable?

Sour like strawberry juice.

Qin Huairu wisely changed the topic to having children.

Did you feel uncomfortable when you were pregnant?

How's your appetite?

Did the two kids make trouble?

Is there anything interesting about raising kids?

When chatting with a mother, if you want to open the other party's chatterbox, the best topic is the child.

Qin Huairu wanted to please her, and Ran Qiuye was in a stage of strong motherhood, so the two seemed to be chatting happily.

Lin Yuzhu walked in with a thermos bottle and poured hot water for the two of them.

The ones who drink hot water are the kind of wide-mouthed canned bottles, which are cleaned and used as cups.In this era, to some extent, such a cup can also reflect a good family background.

After all, canned food is still a luxury item these days.

After the cans are finished, no one will throw away the glass jars left behind. After all, the quality is good.

Keep it as a drinking glass, or use it to hold sauces, pickles, etc., which is the usual usage.

If there are many empty cans in the house, it means that the family is in good condition.

It's a bit like a pair of brand-name socks that cost hundreds of dollars in foreign countries.

It can only be said that different environments have different "wealth".

Qin Huairu touched the bottle, and judged by the feel that it should be canned oranges.

The water was a little hot, and she just used it to cover her hands.

The urbanites who eat the food supply have a great sense of superiority in front of the countrymen who dig in the soil.The most important point is that the current farming process is entirely dependent on manpower, and mechanization is still a thing of the past.Every year, whether it is spring plowing or double robbing, women act as men and men act as animals.

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