Chapter 285 Jia Zhang’s new life

Yes, although the furniture is gone, she still has Wang Dasha.

As long as you are diligent and capable, you can always get rich with your hands.

As long as the two of them work together for seven or eight years, they will definitely be able to save a pension.

Also, poverty is considered an honor these days.

Wang Dasha's family has only four walls, which is exactly an advantage.

Jia Zhang believes that with his own abilities, he can turn this advantage into material benefits.

There are so many families in the alley, why can't they help our Wang family?

and.

Wang Dasha might even be able to let her have a child.

Jia Zhang had already ran into the courtyard.

"White-flour steamed buns? Do you think you are the leader's wife? The little food we had at home was sold by me long ago in order to get married."

Jia Zhang snorted coldly: "Think about it, if I had jumped out of the car just now, would you have been arrested by the police station?"

She came to the Yan family to make trouble, firstly to vent her anger, and secondly to demand compensation.

Wang Dasha wiped his mouth with his sleeve and stared wide-eyed: "Meat, eggs? What are you thinking of? I haven't eaten that stuff in years."

Bangge didn't know what happened yet, so he nodded: "Yes, she is my grandma, and she married a rich man."

At a young age, he needs money to make him awesome.

He turned into a white-eyed wolf and was completely unreliable.

And he may not necessarily give her money.

"Yan Bugui, if you don't come out, I will block your door and won't leave."

She came to Wang's house to enjoy herself, not to be a nanny for the old man.

Looking at the dark enamel bowl, Jia Zhang almost vomited.

"Cuihua, it's almost noon. Go down and cook. There are still two taels of stick noodles in the noodle vat. Make some porridge."

However, Jia Zhang's rogue behavior was of no use in front of the even more rogue Wang Dasha.

I was busy until noon, when I felt my stomach growling, so I stopped.

Pour in water, and after the water boils, pour in the stirred stick noodles.

"Ah? What does your jumping off the bike have to do with me, a cyclist?"

"Hey, hey, you are really ridiculous. When you were riding your bike just now, you deliberately picked up puddles and made my old lady's back injury relapse. I didn't ask you to settle the score, so you still want money?

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"Then, what should I eat? You can't starve me to death, right?"

"Okay, sit down now."

A middle-aged uncle came over on a tricycle: "For seven or eight miles, just give me 10 cents."

Jia Zhang got out of the car, seemed to have forgotten something, turned around and ran into the courtyard.

This was the first time for the middle-aged uncle to meet someone like Jia Zhang. He immediately became angry and shouted loudly: "Are you trying to be a rogue?"

Jia Zhang searched around the house and found no food, not even sweet potatoes.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was only a "pop" sound, and Jia Zhang received a slap in the face.

Wang Dasha laughed, picked up the hot water bottle, poured some water into the bowl, and handed it to Jia Zhang.

Those IOUs totaled more than 100 yuan.

Jia Zhang's expression made Wang Dasha feel that his self-esteem was challenged.

The most important thing for her now is to get some money, otherwise even eating will be a problem.

Jia Zhang can only be a lonely person.

Lao Jia died, and it was Qin Huairu who took care of her.

Mrs. Jia Zhang originally planned to take the opportunity to leave and never come back. She, Mrs. Jia Zhang, took the bus to give the driver face, so why did she need to spend money? Ridiculous!

It is a pity that Jia Zhang has a criminal record.

She saw a tricycle parked on the side of the road, and the person riding the tricycle was a middle-aged uncle.

But when she saw that Wang Dasha had rolled up his sleeves, Jia Zhang immediately stopped smiling.

Although Wang Dasha is old, he is as strong as an ox, and he plows the fields with great enthusiasm.

At this time, Mrs. Jia Zhang's stomach was growling, she swallowed, and asked with a smile: "Dasha, do you have any food at home? It's best to have meat or eggs. I'll make some myself, so I don't bother you."

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As for Bangge's safety, she is not worried.

Even if I apologize, will Wan understand it?

Jia Zhang subconsciously wanted to laugh out loud.

When Jia Zhang saw Banggeng, she quickly pulled Banggeng to the middle-aged uncle, pointed at Banggeng and said: "Comrade, I really don't have any money, and it's useless for you to pester me. He is my grandson, I will take him

Stay here and go back now to get you money."

"As an old teacher, you dare to lie to me, an old woman. Do you still have the face to teach?"

"That's pretty much it, now it's your turn to eat!"

"Zhang Cuihua, let me tell you, this bowl has been with me for decades. It accompanied me through the hard years. Before liberation, I relied on it to survive. If you look down on it, you look down on me. You can follow me now

It apologizes."

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that to you. I'm so sorry."

The middle-aged uncle had quick eyesight and caught her: "Hey, old lady, you haven't paid for the car yet!"

The whole morning, I stayed in bed with Jia Zhang.

"help me?"

Thinking about it this way, living with Wang Dasha is not unacceptable.

There is a bus to the Siheyuan here, but all the money from Jia Zhang's body was confiscated by Wang Dasha, and she had no money to buy a bus ticket.

It is conceivable that if she continues to stay in the Wang family, her life will definitely not be easy.

Jia Zhang thinks he is smart.

What's more, this madman is still her husband.

The bottom of the coal stove was broken and cracked, and there were several cracks on it. It must have been discarded by others and picked up by Wang Dasha.

But the middle-aged uncle didn't like her at all and grabbed her collar.

After the stick noodle porridge was cooked, Wang Dasha picked up the bowl and ate it without hesitation.

The middle-aged uncle rode his bicycle and drove quickly to the courtyard. Under the guidance of Jia Zhang, he parked the tricycle at the entrance of the courtyard.

Only then did Mrs. Jia Zhang remember that the old man in front of her was a master who liked to take action. She shivered with fright, got dressed, and came to the kitchen.

After sending those people away, Jia Zhang asked Wang Dasha cautiously: " Dasha, why do you owe so much money?"

I saw Wang Dasha grabbing Jia Zhang by the collar like an angry bull.

Bangge realized something was wrong, but it was too late.

When Yan Bugui heard Jia Zhang's sharp voice, he couldn't help but said to himself: This Wang Dasha is really stupid. I told him a long time ago that he must take good care of Jia Zhang. How could he let Jia Zhang slip out?

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It can be expected that in the near future, it will be the turn of the awesome wife to serve her.

Mrs. Jia Zhang waved: "How much does it cost for a tricycle to go to South Tongluo Lane?"

Isn’t it just a dime!

Who doesn’t have one?

It's just that there are very few stick noodles. Even if they are cooked into gruel, it is only enough for one person.

"Hey, look at my memory, it's only 10 cents!" Jia Zhang didn't have any money, so after pretending to look for it, she smiled awkwardly: "Look at me, I'm walking in a hurry today, I forgot

You have brought the money, so be it, you wait for me here, and I will go back and get it for you. My daughter-in-law is a big man in the courtyard, so she will definitely not miss you this little money."

"From today on, cooking, washing clothes, sweeping the floor, and washing my feet are all your jobs!"

"The sun is shining in the sky, the flowers are smiling at me, and the birds are saying morning, morning, morning, why are you carrying a pack of explosives? I said, grandma."

Before she got married, Mrs. Jia Zhang once told Banggen that she was going to marry a rich man and would bring gifts to Banggen when she came back.

"Stop talking to me about this and get the money for the car as soon as possible."
To be continued...