Chapter 877 The Story of the Wolf(1/2)
"I've made money." Qin Huairu smiled frivolously.
What did you understand?
No wonder the door is closed and the curtains are drawn.
This also prevented her from laughing at herself.
Go back to your house.
Sitting quietly on the pony, Jia Zhang looked timid and didn't know who to show it to. She was so powerful just now that she forced He Yuzhu away.
"You're not angry anymore."
Jia Zhang’s probing question.
"Is it useful to be angry?"
"You old godly woman, sometimes I don't know why you are so conflicted. On the one hand, you want He Yuzhu to help you, but on the other hand, you don't like me being too close to him."
"I'm afraid."
Mrs. Jia Zhang walked to Qin Huairu.
"We are both miserable people. I'm afraid that after you and He Yuzhu get married, you will abandon me directly." This is the real reason. As for Jia Dongxu, it may be just a cover.
"Understood."
Only a forced smile.
At this moment, there was no wine at home. Otherwise, she really wanted to get drunk. This was a dead end with no solution. Jia Zhang not only cheated herself, but also harmed her.
"Hey."
"How come I'm going to mess with your family?"
Originally.
She could have a bright future and live a carefree life with Xu Dongqing, but because of her greed at the beginning, she walked into the wrong door, and now she can only face everything alone.
"Get some sleep and you'll be fine tomorrow."
Jia Zhang smiled selfishly.
As long as Qin Huairu is still by her side, there is no need to worry about her being disobedient.
"Go and paste the matchbox. This will be our family's livelihood from now on." Qin Huairu glanced at it lightly.
People are still the same people.
But the mentality is different.
Isn’t it just mutual use?
This?
Mrs. Jia Zhang was a little hesitant. If she didn't touch Yang Chun's face with her hands, wouldn't it be the death of her?
She doesn't want to do it.
"Got it."
Mrs. Jia Zhang looked at her dissatisfied.
This treats her as a slave and has bad intentions.
Dead of night.
When everyone is asleep.
Mrs. Jia Zhang secretly walked from the house to the kitchen and looked at the things in the kitchen in a daze. She was probably hungry, but she just thought about it and gave herself a cold. Qin Huairu was always embarrassed.
Let her do the work.
Black-hearted capitalist.
This is not a good reputation.
"Found it."
Mrs. Jia Zhang swallowed a big ginger raw, and she ate it with gusto. This Mrs. Jia Zhang also tried her best.
Sleepless night.
Covered with quilt.
After a good night's sleep.
Mrs. Jia Zhang was covered in sweat.
My head still has a fever.
It was originally covered with a quilt, but in the middle, Jia Zhang simply threw the quilt aside. How could she not catch a cold in this freezing cold weather?
This?
When I wake up in the morning.
Qin Huairu saw that Jia Zhang was still sleeping in the house, looked at the untouched matchbox, and sighed.
"This mother-in-law is really lazy."
Feeling emotional.
Qin Huairu is no longer paying attention to her.
I went directly to the kitchen to prepare meals. This little Sophora japonica, Xiao Dan got up early, and still have to go to work?
But we can’t be delayed because of Jia Zhang.
"Mom, why can't this grandma pay me back?"
Little Sophora Flower pouted and looked at the room with dissatisfaction. This old godly woman was famous for being lazy and lazy. When she was a child, she always said that they were losers.
As a result, they are rarely willing to talk to her.
It's too bullying.
"Are you still sleeping?"
Qin Huairu said worriedly.
"Humph."
"I think I did it on purpose because I didn't want to paste the matchbox. This time, you can't let her go. You're too lazy to do it. You really want to send her away." The voice was a little loud.
It seems that he is telling Jia and Zhang on purpose.
"This little girl is not a good person."
She is already over 60 years old and still has a few more years to enjoy it. If you dare to treat her like this, you are not a good person.
Ahem.
"Stop talking."
Qin Huairu pointed to Jia Zhang's room, which was right next to the kitchen. This sounded bad.
"Humph."
"I want to say that she is a waste, lazy and lazy. If you hadn't taken her in, she would have starved to death on the street." Little Huaihua would not give her a good look.
It’s very harmful.
Now she feels palpitations.
Give medicine.
What kind of heart can you do such a thing?
"Hey."
"You guys should eat quickly and go to work." Qin Huairu brought the food to the dining table and the three of them ate quietly.
"Why don't you call me?"
Mrs. Jia Zhang hid in the room, feeling secretly annoyed.
People's hearts are not as old as they used to be.
The people in this room are not good people.
"I'm full."
Qin Huairu watched the two of them go to work before knocking on Jia Zhang's door.
"Mother-in-law, get up and eat quickly."
Mrs. Jia Zhang closed her eyes. Although she wanted to eat, she would not beg for mercy. She was now thinking about this strategy.
Hum.
"Huairu, I may be sick." Jia Zhang said weakly.
"This?"
To be continued...