Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

Yang Jianguo pointed, and the tailor behind him spoke up.

"You have a good eye. This is fabric from Nanchong, top quality. It's only eight dollars and ninety-four cents per foot."

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Yingzi's legs were trembling. It was 1.8 yuan and 94 cents.

It costs 26 or 27 yuan per meter, and the material alone costs 30 or 40 yuan.

And then there's the handcrafting and craftsmanship.

Didn't it cost sixty or seventy yuan?

It didn't cost 100 yuan, but 60 or 70 yuan isn't cheap either!

That's my husband's entire month's salary.

“I think this is a good fit, Yingzi. Why don’t you have the craftsman take your measurements?” Yang Jianguo pulled her toward the middle.

Yingzi was completely stunned, shaking her head anxiously.

But she didn't want to speak up, lest she embarrass her husband.

He pushed him onto the footstool, and the tailor had his measuring tape ready.

"Raise your hand, let's just buy this one, and from now on I'll listen to you, okay?"

Seeing him standing there with a grin, and hearing his kind words of advice, Yingzi felt reassured.

buy!

If a man is happy to buy something for himself, then we'll buy it for him.

He was happy, and he was happy too.

Besides, this is a good thing that most people could only dream of in their entire lives. To keep pushing it back and forth would just make it seem like you're being pretentious.

"Then it's settled, just this one." Li Ying wanted his guarantee.

"Okay, you decide." Yang Jianguo nodded in agreement.

Chapter 108 She shouldn't have refused!

When Yang Jianguo came out of Wangfujing, he was carrying several things in his hands.

Li Ying obeyed him, her eyes flashing with playful anger as she teased, "You'll listen to me no matter what?"

Yang Jianguo grinned and didn't refute.

Who told him to go back on his word and break his promise!

Radio, leather shoes, white shirt, and a pair of polyester women's trousers.

All of these things added up to quite a bit of money.

cheongsam?

You'll have to wait; come back in three days to pick it up.

I did pay the money; it cost a total of seventy-six yuan and eighty-three cents.

There's no discount whatsoever; tailors are just employees, they don't have that authority.

If it's three points less, the person has to make up the difference out of their own pocket.

Linking arms, Li Ying carried her little leather shoes and white shirt, muttering, "It costs more than two hundred yuan to come here, I'm never coming again."

Yingzi felt so sorry for her!

It costs a little over two hundred yuan; you can just pick one up off the street.

Ask him, and you'll find it hard to believe that even money that isn't his is worth the trouble.

Moreover, it was Yingzi's own family's property, and her heart was clenching with emotion.

Looking up at her husband again, she saw his strong and resolute profile.

Yingzi's eyes were narrowed into slits like crescent moons.

It's all about myself!

They must have accumulated a lot of good karma in their past life.

When they arrived at the parking spot, they unlocked the bikes, called out to the older woman, and then rode their bikes back home.

These big and small bags are inconvenient to carry around anywhere.

Actually, Yang Jianguo wanted to take Yingzi to Donglaishun for a hot pot meal.

But then I realized I'd spent a lot today, and if I kept fussing over my wife, she might have trouble sleeping tonight.

So he gave up the idea and planned to come back another time.

What is money?

That's a complete bastard, the one who's working for us.

No matter how much money you have, you have no one by your side.

I feel empty inside. What's the use of that money?

Meanwhile, in the courtyard, Sha Zhu, who had gone to the market, returned to the house carrying chicken, fish, and a few other vegetables.

With a clang, they got to work.

Inside the old man's house, Yi Zhonghai heard the noise and was about to go out.

An older woman stopped him, saying, "Are you trying to drive Zhuzi down the road to becoming your enemy?"

Yi Zhonghai glared at him, "What did I do to him?"

“You know very well that what happened this morning isn’t over yet, and if you go and cause more trouble for others.”

"I think it's not just Jianguo, Zhuzi should also start calling him Lao Yi."

Yi Zhonghai's brow twitched, and he shouted, "He dares!"

An older woman sat up abruptly, "Why shouldn't people dare to?"

“I told you what you wanted, but you insisted on doing it your own way.”

"Is this a blind date for you, or for someone else?"

“The pillar has laid everything out on the table and explained it to you clearly.”

"Once we're married, we'll live together as a couple."

"You'll take care of me in my old age, and you can help raise my children. Wouldn't that be great?"

Seeing Yi Zhonghai with his head down and silent, the middle-aged woman's heart softened again, and she whispered, "Why did you have to make such a scene?"

Yi Zhonghai looked conflicted. "What if he changes his mind?"

"What if you find a wife, but she doesn't want to take the two of us with her?"

The middle-aged woman was stunned by his words and murmured, "No way?"

"Why not? You know what kind of person that idiot Zhu is, but do you? Of course I do!"

"Easily influenced, stubborn."

"Someone like him, if he really finds a suitable wife, she'll have him completely under her thumb."

"If it's a good one, that's fine, but if it's a bad one, then forget about relying on him for old age, you might not even see him again."

"Don't forget, he's He Daqing's son." Yi Zhonghai blurted out everything he had been thinking.

It wasn't that he wanted to scheme; it was that he had no choice but to scheme.

Given Sha Zhu's personality, his wife should please him and treat him well.

He can give his heart to someone without batting an eye.

The reason Yi Zhonghai has been able to live off him all these years is because of the time when Sha Zhu and his sister were young.

Sha Zhu remembered the kindness he had shown to others.

Or, they're just stubborn and narrow-minded.

Expecting him to listen to his uncle?

Just look at his attitude towards Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui, and you'll know whether it will work out or not.

In the past, I was the only one who could keep him in check in this courtyard.

An older woman sat on the kang (a heated brick bed), thought for a long time, and then said quietly, "But you can't do that!"

"Who knows, maybe being compatible is a good thing?"

Yi Zhonghai remained silent, thinking the old woman was too naive.

I always felt that anyone I picked up on the street was a good person.

What if it isn't?

Where can he find another fool like Zhu to take care of him in his old age and see him off in his final days?

Yi Zhonghai can't afford to gamble, nor does he dare to!

So, she wanted to make sure that Sha Zhu would do things her way.

Unfortunately, people aren't buying his act anymore.

However, Yi Zhonghai also knew that what the old lady said made sense.

Even if I went there now, I wouldn't be of much use except to provoke Sha Zhu into acting recklessly.

We need to find a way to get someone else to do it.

A thought flashed through Yi Zhonghai's mind, and he remembered Widow Qin; she was the only one around.

"You stay home, I'm going out for a bit." Yi Zhonghai took twenty jin of cornmeal from the cupboard, turned around and left the house.

The older woman knew what was going on as soon as she saw him carrying things.

He opened his mouth as if to call him back, but in the end he put his hand down. "Sigh, it's all my fault..."

If only she could give Old Yi a son or daughter.

As they arrived at the central courtyard, Yi Zhonghai heard Sha Zhu humming inside the house.

Singing while preparing food, she didn't waste a single moment!

With a snort, Yi Zhonghai walked straight toward the Jia family's house.

He called out at the door, "Widow Qin, are you home?"

"Who is it?" Qin Huairu came out, her hands still wet, and she was working inside!

I saw it was Yi Zhonghai, who was carrying a flour bag.

Qin Huairu's expression changed slightly, and he said, "Uncle, what brings you here?"

Noticing Widow Qin's cold attitude, Yi Zhonghai knew she was angry.

But he was confident, because he had brought twenty pounds of cornmeal with him!

"Widow Qin, I have something to tell you."

The old man meant that she should invite him inside, as it wasn't convenient for him to be there.

But Widow Qin seemed not to understand, wiped the water from her clothes, and said directly, "Then please speak, I'm listening!"

Yi Zhonghai frowned, already feeling dissatisfied.

But we need people right now, and we can't put others in the front lines.

I glanced back at the house across the street; the door was closed.

Yi Zhonghai thought to himself, 'Let it be here, I can't hear it anyway.'

"So, you know about Zhu Zi's blind date?"

As soon as Yi Zhonghai opened his mouth, Qin Huairu knew what he was up to.

This morning, the little incident that happened between the three of them is something everyone in the neighborhood knows about.