Before Jia Dongxu came back to his senses and didn't understand what was going on, he saw Yang Xiaotao approaching the door of his house.
At this time, a laugh came from behind, and he quickly turned around to see Silly Zhu covering his mouth and holding back.
Only then did Jia Dongxu realize that he had been tricked by Yang Xiaotao.
"Yang Xiaotao!"
Jia Dongxu, whose face was twisted with grief and anger, roared angrily and was about to step forward.
Roar~~~
Suddenly, a deafening roar sounded. Jia Dongxu felt trembling in his heart and couldn't help but take two steps back.
When he looked again, it was Wangcai who was grinning, his fangs were pale, and his body was lowered, looking like he was attacking.
Jia Dongxu immediately went back and didn't stop until he was behind Silly Zhu.
But the words he wanted to say could no longer come out.
When Yang Xiaotao heard that there was no movement behind him, he sneered in his heart and had no intention of stopping.
Seeing this posture, Shazhu couldn't count on Jia Dongxu.
"Yang Xiaotao, how can I give you just one sentence?"
"Are you deaf? No. If you say no, it means no!"
"Damn, I still have the nerve. I'm either a licker or a licker, and the one I'm licking is also my own wife."
"A broken shoe really thinks he is a green onion."
Silly Zhu stood there without speaking.
Licking a dog? Are you talking about him?
No, it's definitely not him. He just sympathizes with, yes, sympathizes with Sister Qin.
Yang Xiaotao walked into the room and continued reading.
As for the Jia family's affairs, we have said that we will never have any contact with each other until we die.
Jia Dongxu could come to him with a stern look on his face, but he couldn't treat his words as farts.
As a scholar, he still has this persistence.
As for Qin Huairu's life and death, to put it bluntly, does it have anything to do with him?
In other words, he was living a good life in the movie and TV series, and he didn't believe that it would end now.
When Yang Xiaotao returned to the house, Jia Dongxu walked towards the middle courtyard angrily.
At this time, Qin Huairu's shout was so weak and hoarse that several people were anxious. Mrs. Jia Zhang couldn't sit still anymore and walked back and forth holding the stick in her arms.
They also saw that Yang Xiaotao had no intention of giving it to him. Jia Zhang cursed angrily, and then asked someone to borrow candy in a hurry.
"Well, if there is no sugar, eating meat is fine."
Just when everyone was anxious, the third aunt said something again.
"Oh, my third aunt, if you want to say that she is already done now!"
Silly Zhu slapped his thigh and was about to run into the house in a hurry. He just bought half a catty of pork yesterday and planned to wait for He Yuyu to come back and have a meal.
"Zhuzi, don't go!"
The first man suddenly spoke, and everyone looked at him.
"I still have a bowl at home, hurry up and bring it in."
With that said, the person turned around and returned home.
After a while, a bowl of meat was served, which was filled with thin strips of meat as thick as a finger, and there was a sheen of oil on it.
Everyone looked at Yi Zhonghai with amusement. He was indeed the richest man in the compound, and the meat he ate was so fine.
When Jia Zhang saw the meat, she immediately went to the front to serve the bowl, but Si Zhu beat her to it.
If she were to take away half of what was sent in, she would be considered to have a conscience.
Soon, Si Zhu went home to make a fire, put the meat in the oil pan, sprinkled some salt, added a bowl of water, boiled it for a while, and brought the soup to the door of Jia's house.
The aunt took the bowl and put it in. The midwife immediately picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into Qin Huairu's mouth.
"Huai Ru, eat quickly. You will be stronger after eating."
Qin Huairu smelled the aroma of meat and her taste buds exploded. She instinctively swallowed the meat in her mouth.
Soon, after a bowl of meat was eaten, the howling in the room got louder.
People outside are worried again.
In the middle of the night, I remembered the sound of a child crying, which made the courtyard quiet.
When~~~
The wall clock in Yi Zhonghai's house rang at exactly one o'clock.
The aunt came out with a smile on her face.
"Mom, what happened?"
Jia Zhang was the first to run up to ask, and behind her, Jia Dongxu, Yi Zhonghai and others also came over.
The eldest mother smiled all over her face and said, "I gave birth to a daughter!"
"Ah, girl!"
"girl?"
Jia Zhang and Jia Dongxu shouted to become monks together, with a lot of dissatisfaction in their words.
There was even more disappointment on his face.
"What's wrong with girls? Men and women are equal. Great men have said that women hold up half the sky."
"What's wrong with girls? You guys need to change your old ideas."
Yi Zhonghai scolded him, but he felt bitter in his heart. He might as well give him a daughter.
"Yes, yes, girls are good. Son and daughter are just the right words for each other."
"Good luck and good luck."
The third uncle said on the side, and everyone around him sent blessings. After all, having a baby in the family is a big deal.
In the middle of the night, the Jia family's affairs were over, and everyone went home to sleep. They had to get up to go to work tomorrow.
Jia Dongxu and Jia Zhang also returned to the house and saw Qin Huairu lying there weakly, and the bed was in a mess.
After the midwife left, the Jia family had to clean up these things themselves.
The smell in the house was unpleasant, so Jia Zhang held her nose and cleaned it up, but Jia Dongxu looked at her daughter and couldn't bear to like it.
I thought it was another son, but I didn't expect him to be a helpless one.
"Dongxu!"
Qin Huairu's face was pale, and she looked at her daughter lying on the side without opening her eyes. Although she felt regretful that she was not a son, her daughter was caring and she was born in ten months of pregnancy.
"Name your daughter!"
When Jia Dongxu heard this, he said without thinking, "Let's call him Xiaodang."
"It was exactly one o'clock when I gave birth to him. When the bell rang, he was named Jiadang!"
"Jardang? Property?"
What kind of name is this? A nickname is okay, but a big name is too ugly.
But Qin Huairu saw that Jia Dongxu was no longer thinking about his daughter, and understood what was going on, and sighed and stopped talking.
Just like that, my daughter had a name.
The next day, everyone in the alley heard that the Jia family had a daughter, and they were filled with emotion again.
After Yang Xiaotao got up, he passed by Jia's house and saw Jia Zhang's red eyes and the smell of blood in the house. He shook his head and left.
Mrs. Jia Zhang sighed from behind, "If you die, even my daughter is better than you!"
I hated Yang Xiaotao in my heart for refusing to save him. He clearly ate braised pork and there must be sugar at home but refused to give it to them. This kind of person should not be alive.
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The cry of a child rang out in the house, followed by another loud cry. Mrs. Jia Zhang ran into the house without bothering to continue scolding.
Since Jia Dang's arrival, there have been more children's voices in the yard.
Maybe it was because he didn't have enough to eat. Xiaodang cried all day long, even most of the time at night.
There was no peace in the courtyard. It was just a child, so no one could say much.
In fact, even if Qin Huairu does not have much milk, the Jia family will not starve their children.
Just like Jia Gen, if she doesn't have enough milk, she just asks someone to buy milk powder.
But this milk powder is not cheap. I almost lost all my money last time, so I won’t buy any milk powder this time.
Besides, according to Jia Zhang's words, if you give birth to a loser, what kind of milk powder should you drink?
Even Qin Huairu, a pregnant woman, no longer receives preferential treatment. Not only does she have no one to take care of her, but her food is also two levels behind.
I had a lot of food last time, but now I just have a full stomach.
Qin Huairu was unable to fight on the sidelines. She was not the one making money in the family, and she was not the one in charge of the money.
Just like an outsider who lives under someone else's roof, he has no right to speak in this family.
In this way, until the new year, Qin Huairu was born early, and her body had not recovered yet, but if she didn't get up to take care of her daughter, the child would really starve to death.
Jia Dongxu didn't care about his daughter, and Jia Zhang didn't even give Jia Dang food, so she had to do it herself.
It was only then that the courtyard stopped.
Everyone also began to prepare for the New Year.
It's just that this year, it's a bit sad.
Compared with usual, the New Year atmosphere is a bit lighter, and the sound of firecrackers in the alleys is also much sparser.
Materials are even more scarce, and many families are ready to be poor.
In the courtyard, Shazhu didn't go out anymore. In the past, this was the time to welcome a daughter-in-law. Who wouldn't be allowed to set up two tables for such a happy event?
But now, there are fewer people getting married and not many people setting tables.
Even if the men in Sijiucheng are good-looking, they should take care of things at home, so forget about hiring someone to cook the banquet.
As a result, this year's foreign money has been reduced by more than half, and this year has been difficult.
The third uncle, who is very careful about money, took his fishing rod and walked to the West Sea as soon as school was over. Recently, more and more people were fishing, and if he went there late, he would not be able to find a place.
Yang Xiaotao has also been there several times. The more people fisher, the less fish are caught.
Of course, this does not include Yang Xiaotao.
With the golden fishing rod, level 4 fishing skills, and the existence of the elf Xiaowei, you can always come back with a full load.
Fish were also hung on the eaves of the house.
The lessons learned from last time, coupled with the care of wealth, have dispelled many people's greed.
Especially Jia and Zhang, every time they see some fish, they feel itchy and their eyes are full of lust.
I wish I could take them all home and have a big meal.
Unfortunately, the appearance of Wangcai cut off all her thoughts.
As a result, Mrs. Jia Zhang looked at Yang Xiaotao with even more resentment.
Yang Xiaotao felt comfortable about this. He just likes this way of showing off in front of you, but you can't do anything about it.
So every time when cooking, I would show off to Jia Zhang who was sitting at the door, and then walk into the house carrying the fish, and heard Jia Zhang's angry curses behind me.
Just after the Lunar New Year, the weather became colder and colder, and it was cloudy for several days in a row. It seemed as if the ice and snow above our heads would fall at any time, but it was always lingering.
As the New Year is approaching and there are no important tasks, the steel rolling mill will take the holidays early to let the workers go home, which can also be regarded as reducing the pressure on logistics.
Of course, annual wages were paid before the holidays, so that the workers in the steel rolling mill could have money in their pockets.
Yang Xiaotao got off the bus wearing warm clothes, a sweater, and an 80% new military coat, a cotton hat, and gloves. He was carrying a backpack in his hand, which he borrowed from the library.
A stack of books.
He did not return to Yangjiazhuang during the Chinese New Year this year. Under the current circumstances, returning would be causing trouble to the villagers.
However, although the person did not go back, there was no shortage of gifts.
The last time Yang Shitou came to the city for business, Yang Xiaotao loaded the prepared New Year goods into the car. As for how to distribute them, it was up to Mr. Yang.
Of course, those things made the people in the courtyard jealous for a while.
Especially for the Jia family, Jia and Zhang were as talkative as ever, and the third aunt was filled with envy.
As for Qin Huairu, she stood in the yard for a long time. Only when she was far away did she bend down and continue washing clothes.
The water in winter was cold, and her heart was as numb as her fingers.
