Qin Huairu was an ordinary worker and came back later than He Yuzhu.

As soon as I got home, I heard that my mother-in-law, Mrs. Jia Zhang, wanted to die.

While wiping away tears, he said to Qin Huairu:

"He Yuzhu, this ungrateful person, doesn't remember our kindness and wants to beat me.

Huai Ru, you have to find a way to avenge me, otherwise Dongxu will not forgive you even underground."

"Oh, I'm so angry, my poor Dongxu, my poor son,

If you hadn't left early, your mother wouldn't have been bullied by a fool..."

Qin Huairu listened for a while and only heard Jia Zhang complaining to her.

I didn’t tell the truth at all, so I knew there was something fishy.

I found out the whole story after asking Banggeer, who had no money to go to school and stayed at home all the time.

He gritted his teeth and advised:

"Mom, please stop crying,

You can't blame Shazhu entirely for this. You also know that when a person is just promoted and feels proud,

You're good, but you said he was lining his own pockets. If the factory knew about it, it would be a big trouble.

Do you think he can stop being angry?"

"I would be angry if this happened to me.

As for us, we should not offend others from now on and live our lives in peace."

"Qin Huairu, whose daughter-in-law are you? What you say is just stupid!"

Mrs. Jia Zhang was angry and looked straight at her with a pair of triangular eyes.

"Oh, I see, you know that he has been promoted, and you have taken a liking to him, right?

It's a pity that people don't like you anymore. Today you are chatting and laughing with a young and beautiful girl. I'm afraid she's about to get married."

Jia Zhang looked at Qin Huairu with a half-smile, as if she was watching a good show.

"It's a good thing that Silly Zhu wants to get married. What does it have to do with me?

If you keep talking nonsense, I will ignore you."

Qin Huairu replied forcefully, but her heart suddenly felt sour and she almost shed tears.

Banggeer saw all this and said loudly:

"Mom, your eyes are red."

"Go, go, what's the matter with you, just do your homework.

If you don't finish your homework today, I won't let you in the house."

Qin Huairu gave BangGeng'er a harsh meal, and BangGeng had to obediently immerse himself in his homework.

But his eyes were unconvincing and flashed fiercely.

Inadvertently, I glanced at the bicycles outside the window. They were two bicycles belonging to Shazhu and the third uncle, side by side.

Bangge’s eyes lit up,

Silly Zhu, if you dare to cause me to be scolded by my mother, I will destroy your bicycle.

I’ll see you feel so proud when you find out that your newly bought bicycle is broken when you go to work tomorrow!

Dudu.

At this time, there was a knock on the door. It was a young man who looked like a guard and was upright.

Qin Huairu's sharp eyes scanned the shabby environment of her home.

She thought that since her family was so poor, the probability of success in whatever her boss assigned her to do increased by 50%.

His eyes fell on Qin Huairu, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes,

Immediately he restrained himself and said in a deep voice:

"Are you Qin Huairu, a female worker at the Red Star Rolling Mill?"

"Comrade, who are you?"

Qin Huairu was a little wary. She didn't recognize the person in front of her.

And there's something scary about him,

Like...

By the way, it looks like someone from the police station.

That day Li Changgeng was involved in an accident and was arrested. She also went to a nearby police station to record a statement and had close contact with such professionals.

"I have something to discuss with you. It's about Deputy Factory Director Li..."

Qin Huairu's expression changed,

"You are that bastard Li Changgeng. I don't want to talk to you. Get out of here. Get out of here."

"Your family is poor, right?

Your family needs money very much, right?"

The visitor suddenly spoke.

"Whether my family is poor or not, what does it have to do with you? Leave quickly, or I'll call someone."

"Is it?

But what if I say I can give you two hundred yuan and three hundred pounds of food stamps?

Do you still want to hear what I have to say?"

The person who came reached out to block the door and said lightly, with a disdainful smile floating on the corner of his mouth.

No one can be indifferent to two hundred yuan and three hundred kilograms of food stamps, which are more than many people's annual income.

Sure enough, just as he expected, Qin Huairu's face showed a hint of emotion,

He hesitated and said:

"What do you mean, you want to give me two hundred yuan and three hundred catties of food stamps?"

Her eyes widened. With this income, their family could not only have enough to eat, but

You can also eat well, be frugal and save money for Banggeng to find a wife in the future. It is not impossible.

"certainly!

As long as you are willing to change your confession and say that you and Deputy Factory Director Li are in love,

He didn't force you,

It was your own choice..."

"Impossible, that beast Li Changgeng..."

"Don't you want money and food stamps anymore?

Anyway, you have nothing to lose, why don’t you get some benefits?”

"Stop talking, I am a widow and many people are gossiping behind my back.

If I promise you to change this confession, I will...

Need more money!

Five hundred yuan and one thousand catties of food stamps."

Qin Huairu gritted her teeth and stared at the man fiercely.

Five hundred yuan was enough for her to save money without eating or drinking for a year and a half. She also had a thousand kilograms of food stamps, which was enough for her family to have good food and clothing.

Compared with this, a bad reputation is nothing. Anyway, I am a widow, and my reputation will not be much better no matter what I do.

"I have to discuss it with the leader first!"

The man was silent for a while. Qin Huairu killed him so hard that his death more than doubled.

This is wealth that an ordinary family cannot accumulate in eight lifetimes, and he cannot make the decision.

…

"Grandma, keep these thirty kilograms of white flour and eat it with confidence. Don't save it.

If it’s not enough, I’ll get it for you.”

He Yuzhu brought thirty kilograms of white flour from home to the deaf old lady.

The old lady didn't keep it either, but accepted it happily.

Then he took He Yuzhu’s hand and said:
To be continued...