Xu Qing was not surprised that Jia and Zhang were scolding each other.

After all, Mr. Jia Zhang is a bitter, mean-spirited person. Despite his age, he doesn’t distinguish between right and wrong, and he speaks and does things without restraint. He was quarreling with Qin Huairu in the room early this morning. What else could he do?

Is it something she doesn’t dare to do?

It's just that it's night now, but Jia Zhang is yelling and cursing in the courtyard. Xu Qing doesn't know what she is causing trouble?

Stepping from the front yard into the middle courtyard, Xu Qing saw Qin Huairu, Sha Zhu, Yi Zhonghai, the first aunt, the second aunt, the third uncle Yan Bugui and Xu Damao, all standing in the middle courtyard.

Xu Qing walked up to Xu Damao and asked in a low voice:

"Brother Damao, what's going on?"

Xu Damao turned his head and spit out a circle, saying: "Hey, what else can happen? Aunt Jia is scolding Xianjie again!"

Xu Qing was startled for a moment, then turned to look at Jia Zhang.

I saw Mrs. Jia Zhang scolding and crying, and at the same time reaching out to wipe her tears, sitting on the ground in a playful manner. It is not too cold in this winter.

The snow is a little lighter now, but it is still falling and the wind is blowing.

Jia and Zhang were making such a fuss, and Yi Zhonghai's sullen face turned livid, not only angry but also cold.

Yi Zhonghai said in a deep voice: "Aunt Jia, stop making trouble. Why are you making such a fuss on this cold day? No one in the courtyard wants to mess with you. What are you doing?"

"Master, you know that my son is paralyzed, right? That means the sky is falling for our family!"

Mrs. Jia Zhang wiped her tears, turned to look at Yi Zhonghai and said: "Since the beginning of winter this year, you guys have hardly come to me to shake briquettes. My family is too poor now to untie the pot, and my eldest grandson's leg has not healed yet.

,Master, tell me, how can I live my life?!"

Xu Qing stood aside and saw Jia Zhang's nose bursting with tears. He said he didn't feel anything in his heart, but that was a lie.

However, the people in the courtyard would rather buy ready-made briquettes or rub them themselves than go to her. Why?

It’s not because Jia Zhang’s fees are too high.

If the price is the same as others, everyone will just turn a blind eye and let her shake the briquettes. It's okay if a person in the courtyard can help a little.

But the problem is that Ms. Jia and Zhang don’t think so at all. She just wants to make more money by herself, and no one dares to hire her.

At this time, Mrs. Jia Zhang was making a fuss in the courtyard and crying, but no one spoke to her.

After all, no one’s money comes from the strong wind. Everyone treats her, Jia Zhang, as a human being, but she treats others as fools.

In this case, no one wants to see her.

Xu Qing stamped his cold feet and was so angry that he was speechless when he saw Yi Zhonghai being criticized by Jia Zhang.

The third aunt, the first aunt, and the second aunt standing aside seemed to want to persuade Jia Zhang, but in the end no one spoke.

On the contrary, Qin Huairu was filled with shame and anger, and angrily said to Jia Zhang:

"Mom, what are you going to do? Am I short of you to eat or to wear? Can you please stop being so embarrassed?"

"What a shame, I'm doing this for the good of our family, what do you know!" Mrs. Jia Zhang raised her head and tilted her head, glared at Qin Huairu, then sat on the cold ground in the courtyard and continued to cry.

Qin Huairu was so angry that she turned around and went into the house without caring anymore.

At this moment, Yi Zhonghai coughed and said:

"Aunt Jia, your family is in trouble, and everyone in our hospital knows about it, but if you make briquettes for a penny each, isn't it too expensive?"

"Why is it so expensive?" Ms. Jia Zhang pinched her neck, looked at Yi Zhonghai and said, "Master, I can honestly say that I can guarantee that no one in the entire Sijiu City can make briquettes rounder than me. I

Every briquette is made with care, and it costs a penny a piece, so it’s not expensive at all!”

When Xu Qing heard Jia Zhang's words, he almost couldn't help laughing.

No matter how round the briquettes are, they’re still just briquettes. They’re just thrown into the stove and burned. The dome is useless!

Xu Damao held a cigarette in his mouth and said to Jia Zhang: "Aunt Jia, what you said is better than the three uncles."

Yan Bugui stood in the middle courtyard without saying anything. At this time, Xu Damao used words to drag him out.

When Xu Qing saw Yan Bugui's face, his expression suddenly sank.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Bugui stretched out his hand to hold his glasses on the green mountain, cleared his throat and said:

"Let me just say a few words. Aunt Jia's family is in trouble. We all live in the same compound, so we should help each other. However, my family still has a lot of briquettes. Last time I was

I asked the coal ash man to come, but who knew that the coal ash man sent the wrong one and sent hundreds of briquettes to our house."

After Yan Bugui finished speaking, he paused, turned around and saw Aunt Jia and said:

"Aunt Jia, there's nothing I can do about this. Our family can only burn the briquettes that were sent to us first."

When Xu Qing saw that Jia Zhang was about to open his mouth to speak, he saw the third uncle Yan Bugui, quickly turned around and said to Xu Damao:

"Xu Damao, I remember there are not many briquettes left at the door of your house. With the current situation at Aunt Jia's house, as a member of our compound, you should contribute some amount, right?"

Xu Damao stood beside Xu Qing, glanced sideways, and said to Yan Bugui: "Third uncle, you said that you were busy teaching and educating people at school this day, and when you returned to the courtyard, you still thought about the briquettes in front of my house. It really makes you

Thank you for your trouble.

However, I went to the coal station to buy briquettes two days ago, but it’s been snowing these past few days and they haven’t been delivered, so I’ll have to buy them next time.”

Yan Bugui glanced at Xu Damao and then moved his eyes to Xu Qing.

Xu Qing directly spread his hands and said: "Third uncle, I roll all my briquettes myself. I have the intention of hiring people, but I don't have the money."

Yan Bugui was silent for a moment, then turned to look at Shazhu.

When Xu Qing saw that Yan Bugui was asking everyone in the compound one by one, he suddenly felt bored, so he shrunk, turned around and walked quickly back to the backyard.

As for how to solve the problem of Jia Zhang in the Intermediate Court, Xu Qing was too lazy to think about it. The three stewards in the courtyard were all here, and it was his turn to worry about it.

So, Xu Qing returned to the backyard, and as soon as he entered the house, he quickly cooked dinner for the three little ones.

Although there was a lot of movement in the middle courtyard, the three little ones didn't go out to take a look. They were all lying quietly on the edge of the kang, doing homework in the room.

Firstly, it’s because of the tutoring, and secondly, although the three little ones are young, they are very good at self-discipline.

If it had been replaced by a stick meme, I would probably have no intention of doing homework. I would like to throw the pencil out quickly, and then take the opportunity to sneak outside to watch the excitement.

At eight o'clock in the evening, it was completely dark outside and there was no other movement in the yard.

Xu Qing brought the hot steamed buns and stewed cabbage from the pot to the front room, and sat on the warm Kang with the three little ones to eat dinner.

At this moment, Xu Damao suddenly knocked on the door and came in.

The first thing he said to Xu Qing was——
Chapter completed!