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Chapter 84: Drumming as a trumpet

White mist slowly emerged.

The water is boiling.

At He Yuzhu's signal, Qin Huairu stuck out her plump butt and filled He Yuzhu's kettle with boiling water.

"Uncle He Yuzhu, I said you are so kind, let me wash my hair at your place."

"It turns out that boiling a kettle of water for you is the official business, and I'm just washing my hair by the way!"

Qin Huairu poured water while deliberately making witty remarks and complaining.

He Yuzhu saw her swaying behind, like a round drum, full of elasticity, waiting for the drumstick, and reached out to pat it.

"Snapped!"

"ah!"

Qin Huairu was holding the boiling water, her body shook suddenly, and she whispered: "I was shocked, the water almost dripped..."

"It will be better if it drips."

He Yuzhu chuckled softly and placed his palms on the drum surface again.

He brushed it gently and patted the drum again.

Qin Huairu was holding the kettle, her body trembling slightly, but she didn't dare to move for fear that the water would drip.

However, in the end, the water still flowed out uncontrollably.

Qin Huairu's face turned red to her ears. She turned around and "poofed" at He Yuzhu.

"You're cheating on me, aren't you?"

"No, I just like it." He Yuzhu smiled, "I couldn't help but take action."

"Virtue!"

Qin Huairu rolled her eyes, found the basin, mixed some warm water, and started washing her hair. Apparently she was still not really angry.

After she finished washing her hair and drying it by the stove, she asked again: "What are you going to do with Jingru? This big girl lives here with no name and no status. There is no way she wants to be your friend."

Bar?"

"In just these two days, I will go to the commune and bring everything Jingru needs."

He Yuzhu said: "Household registration book, certification letter, etc., before or after the year, I took the opportunity to get the marriage certificate."

Qin Huairu opened her mouth slightly, looking lost, and did not speak for a long time.

"Want to marry me?"

Qin Huairu shook his head, but there was clearly a light of desire in his eyes.

"I should go back." She said and stood up to leave.

He Yuzhu waved her over and asked her to come over.

He reached out and touched his hair: "My hair is still wet, please wait a while before leaving."

"It won't be good if Jingru finds out if you wait a while before leaving." Qin Huairu said sourly, "Since you have decided to marry her, live a good life with her and don't touch me in the future."

"You're already moving, why are you holding back?" As He Yuzhu spoke, his palms went deep into Qin Huairu's wet hair and combed her hair, "Didn't you think about it just now?"

"But Jingru..." Qin Huairu's heart was pounding, "I can't be a bad woman, Yuzhu, you can't let me become bad."

He Yuzhu didn't want to say anything more to her at this moment. He stretched out his hand to pull her over, put her on his knees, and hit the drum head twice more.

"Believe me."

Qin Huairu didn't know why he was so confident in his words, nor why he was so powerful that he couldn't resist, but still didn't want to resist.

Finally, this sentence seems to be mixed with magic.

She snorted softly and raised her body, as if she was waiting for punishment, a child who had done something wrong.

"You, please don't hurt me."

"I won't harm you, I will only protect you, you will see."

As He Yuzhu spoke, he lowered his palms again and beat the drum as a trumpet.



Qin Huairu swayed slightly and came out of He Yuzhu's house. It was already midnight.

When Xiaodang was young, Sophora japonica was still soundly asleep, and Banggen had gone to bed long ago without any heart.

On the contrary, Mrs. Jia Zhang woke up from her sleep and was waiting for Qin Huairu to come back with her eyes wide open.

"What have you been doing?"

"I'm looking for food for your family." Qin Huairu replied coldly.

"You want to be shameless? The sleeping man is gone? How much did you get?" Mrs. Jia Zhang lifted up the quilt and asked.

"Who gives me money?" Qin Huairu asked, "someone gives me money when I go to the toilet?"

Jia Zhang was surprised: "Didn't you say you were looking for food?"

"Yes, I found a lot for you. If you want to eat, you can go to the public toilet and get it yourself tomorrow." Qin Huairu responded coldly.

Only then did Mrs. Jia Zhang react, and returned to bed cursing: "You shameless fellow, are you going around in circles and scolding your elders? You are really not filial at all!"

Qin Huairu ignored her anyway.

Jia Zhang cursed angrily for half the night, but couldn't get rid of her anger. Early the next morning, she solemnly announced: "Qin Huairu, you have to give me my pension money!"

"If you don't give it to me, I won't be done with you. Let me see who among us is afraid of whom!"

Qin Huairu still ignored her, got up and went to work.

Mrs. Jia Zhang stared angrily: "Okay, you Qin Huairu! Just wait, you think I don't dare to go to the factory to cause trouble again!"

When the uncle heard the commotion, he stuck his head out from home and said, "Sister-in-law, please stop making trouble. The last time you made trouble, I helped to free you."

"If you continue to make trouble, they won't give you any face. Then you will really be locked up in the security department for the New Year."

Jia Zhang’s bitch rolled her eyes: “Really?”

"Really, it was really hard for me to release you from the security department." The uncle said, "Sister-in-law, you can just calm down and have a good New Year."

When Jia Zhang heard this, she was also frightened in her heart.

She thought that the security department would let her go because they were afraid of her fierceness and would not have the guts to deal with her after all.

If it was because of Yi Zhonghai's efforts that the security department released her, then she would suffer a big loss if she continued to cause trouble.

However, in the end, Mrs. Jia Zhang was half-convinced - this old guy Yi Zhonghai had a few dirty intestines in his belly. If others didn't know, how could she know?

Could it be that Yi Zhonghai wanted to help Qin Huairu, that money-losing bitch?

She decided to wait and see.

If Qin Huairu really dares to cut off painkillers, pension money, and food and drink... Jia Zhang will definitely not be able to bear it.



In the Publicity Department of Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill, the section chief stared at Xu Damao and gave him a lecture.

After being trained for three consecutive days, Xu Damao, a smart man, finally came to his senses.

At noon that day, Xu Damao paid for it and invited Section Chief Liu of the Publicity Department to a restaurant outside the factory.

After drinking for three rounds, Xu Damao solemnly asked for advice: "Chief Liu, you are my leader in this factory, and you are the sky above my head."

"In the past two days, the sky above my head has been filled with lightning and thunder, and I don't know why."

"You have to give me a way, give me some pointers?"

Section Chief Liu smiled and said nothing.

Xu Damao quickly reached under the wine table and handed over a few bills.

Section Chief Liu quietly stuffed it into his trouser pocket, lit a large-cap cigarette, and puffed out a smoke ring.

"Xu Damao, think carefully, have you offended the leaders of our factory?"

"Impossible." Xu Damao said immediately, "How can you not know who I am as a person? How could I offend the leader——"

As he spoke, Xu Damao suddenly realized: "I have offended the leader!"

"Chief Liu, please tell me again and let me know which Buddha I have offended so that I can go in and burn incense!"

"Otherwise, I would be burning incense without even knowing which way the temple door opens, and I would still be in a hurry!"

Section Chief Liu nodded slightly, pointed at Xu Damao with his cigarette in his hand, and waved the bright cigarette butt up and down: "Okay, not bad."
Chapter completed!
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