Chapter 914: Xu Damao has a ‘son’, Sha Zhu’s jealousy
"Zhou Chen, is this your motorcycle?"
"Xiao Zhou, it's okay. I got a motorcycle without saying a word."
"Handsome, so handsome."
"Dr. Zhou, this motorcycle is quite expensive."
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As soon as they saw Zhou Chen coming out, the onlookers around the motorcycle asked all kinds of questions and made a lot of noise.
Zhou Chen casually dealt with it for a few words, and then asked: "Don't you all go to work in the morning?"
Everyone was also curious and envious. Seeing that Zhou Chen didn't want to say too much, they all dispersed. Only a few young people stared at the motorcycle with bright eyes, wishing they could get on and ride it for a while.
However, they all knew that they could not afford to pay for this motorcycle, so after looking at it, they would only touch it once, but they would not dare to do anything more.
Seeing this, Zhou Chen didn't care. Although this motorcycle was not cheap, to be honest, he really didn't care too much. He had owned countless luxury cars, and this motorcycle was really nothing.
If it weren't for convenience and cars were hard to buy, he wouldn't have bought this motorcycle. The safety of motorcycles is really far worse than that of cars.
Brush your teeth, wash your face, cook...
There were many people around the motorcycle at the door. When one person left, another one would come over to take a look. Especially the children in the courtyard were curious to look at and touch them, but they were soon noticed by their own adults.
go back.
This is a motorcycle. If it is damaged by their children without paying attention, they cannot afford to pay for it.
In the backyard of Xu Damao's house, Xu Damao was having breakfast. He now works in a movie theater, so he doesn't have to go to work early.
Qin Jingru picked up a meat bun and handed it to her son sitting next to her.
"Mom, I can't eat anymore."
A childish voice sounded, and Xu Jinghua frowned and looked at the buns handed over by her mother with a look of disgust on her face.
Qin Jingru touched his head: "You just ate one, you will be hungry at school later."
Xu Jinghua is her son who was born six years ago. He is six years old this year and is attending preschool. He will be in first grade after the summer vacation.
Xu Jinghua could only look at Xu Damao as if asking for help: "Dad, I really can't eat anymore."
When Xu Damao heard this, he immediately said with heartache: "Son, if you can't eat it, don't eat it. You are the same. My son can't eat it, but you still let him eat it."
He was dissatisfied, and Qin Jingru was also dissatisfied.
"You have the nerve to accuse me, but you always say that your son should eat more so that he can grow taller and bigger."
"One size equals one size. If you eat more, you have to be able to eat it. If you can't eat it, you have to eat it. That's called holding on. Okay, give me the buns."
Xu Jinghua immediately handed the bun to Xu Damao with a smile on her face. Xu Damao smiled fondly and ate the bun in a few mouthfuls.
"Dad is so awesome."
His son's praise made Xu Damao even more happy and proud. He went out early in the morning to buy these buns for his son to eat.
Since Qin Jingru gave birth to a son for him, all his expectations and tenderness have been given to him, and Xu Jinghua has lived up to his expectations. Although he has been naughty since he was a child, he is still very sensible at home. The most important thing is that Xiao Jinghua
The mouth is very sweet.
Not only him, but also his parents are hurt to the core. In the past, his parents would not necessarily come once a month, but now they come every three or five just to see their grandson, and every time they come, they are never empty-handed.
Bring small bags with you.
"My son, Xu Damao, is smart and follows me. Fortunately, I got rid of Lou Xiao'e back then, otherwise I wouldn't have such a cute and sensible son."
He felt that he was too wise. Lou Xiaoe's inability to give birth to a child was not his problem at all, but Lou Xiaoe's problem. Fortunately, he believed in Zhou Chen and thought Lou Xiaoe had no problem.
What to say now, he has a son, where is Lou Xiaoe?
That guy Zhou Chen is just a quack.
Qin Jingru touched the back of her son's head and sneered when she heard Xu Damao's boastfulness.
She knows best whether Xu Damao can give birth to a child. She is the only one who knows where her son came from. It has nothing to do with Xu Damao anyway.
Look at his son. He has been handsome and smart since he was a child. How could Xu Damao, with his big face, give birth to such a beautiful son?
However, the birth of Xu Jinghua has brought her great benefits. Now in the Xu family, she is the well-deserved boss. Even Xu Damao and his parents are very polite when talking to her now and will not ignore her like before.
Take it seriously and say bad words.
"Da Mao, your son will be entering the first grade soon. Don't forget to buy him a new schoolbag."
"Don't worry, how can my son be worse than others? Not only his new schoolbag, but also his clothes, pants and shoes. I will buy them all new and well-prepared by then."
Xu Jinghua suddenly shouted happily: "Okay, I want to wear new clothes and a new schoolbag. Dad, you are so good."
"Son, if you want anything, just tell your dad and he will buy it for you."
"Yeah, yeah." Xu Jinghua straightened her head.
Qin Jingru said with a serious face: "After you go to elementary school, you can't play like this anymore. You have to study hard and get into college in the future, you know?"
Xu Damao looked disdainful: "I'm still taking the college entrance examination. I have stopped taking the college entrance examination for a long time. Son, when you grow up, my father will give you the skills to show movies. You will definitely be more promising than my father."
Xu Jinghua is still young and does not understand the words of the two adults. She can only nod mechanically.
Xu Damao suddenly said: "Zhou Chen's grandson bought a motorcycle. I just saw it when I went out. It is indeed new. This grandson is really rich."
Qin Jingru looked like you were asking questions knowingly.
"Zhou Chen currently earns a sixth-grade salary, which is 80 RMB a month. He also often treats people. It's normal for him to be rich."
"Uncle Fute, I..."
Xu Damao was about to use curse words when Qin Jingru immediately hit him: "The child is still here, don't use curse words."
Without his son, Xu Damao would never let Qin Jingru have this attitude. But with his son, it would be different. He still expected Qin Jingru to take care of his son, because he knew very well that he would definitely not have time or money.
Focus on your son.
So even though Qin Jingru is becoming more and more powerful now, he doesn't say anything.
"I know, I just want to say, Zhou Chen has been so arrogant in the past few years, why doesn't anyone do anything about him?"
Qin Jingru glared at him dissatisfied: "What are you talking about? Zhou Chen is doing well and didn't offend you. Don't forget, our son got sick several times and Zhou Chen took good care of him. In this area, you can find
A better doctor than him? Even if you have conflicts with him, you can't delay our son."
Xu Damao even muttered a few words of underestimation, saying that he would endure it for the sake of his son.
In this courtyard, the first thing he hates is Silly Zhu, and the second person he hates is Zhou Chen. He has always dreamed of getting rid of these two people, but unfortunately he has never been able to do so.
"If it weren't for our son, I could still afford a motorcycle."
Because of the special nature of his job, there are many opportunities for extra income, so his family is not short of money. They are also a high-income family in the entire courtyard.
Qin Jingru's eyelids moved: "What kind of motorcycle do you want? Motorcycles are too dangerous, but bicycles are safer."
After eating, Qin Jingru helped Xu Jinghua get dressed, and Xu Damao pushed his bicycle and took his son out.
Xu Jinghua is now in preschool, and he happens to have to go to work, so he takes her to school every day. When she is not free, Qin Jingru will take her to school.
Although Xu Damao was a terrible person, he really loved his 'darling son' to the core of his being.
As soon as I walked to the middle courtyard with my son, I saw He Yuzhu walking out of the house.
"Hey, Xu Damao, are you sending your son to school? Come on, kid, call me uncle."
Xu Jinghua shouted obediently: "Uncle Silly Zhu."
"Okay, so good."
He Yuzhu said to Xu Damao: "Xu Damao, can't you teach your son something good?"
Xu Damao looked at He Yuzhu contemptuously: "Why, aren't you a fool? If others can shout, so can my son. When you have a son, you can call me whatever you want him to call me."
Speaking of this, he suddenly paused: "Oh, I said the wrong thing, you don't have a son, yes, you don't have a son, haha..."
He Yuzhu's face turned gloomy instantly. In the courtyard, he had always beaten Xu Damao. He also felt that he was better than Xu Damao in every aspect.
But in recent years, he has been ridiculed by Xu Damao, and it was a ridicule that he could not refute. Even if he taught Xu Damao a lesson several times, he still couldn't reduce the anger in his heart.
Seeing He Yuzhu's face turned dark, Xu Damao was extremely happy. Using his son to stimulate He Yuzhu was always successful. This was also his biggest advantage and pride when facing He Yuzhu.
"Xu Damao, can you shut up that stinky mouth of yours?"
Qin Huairu came over and yelled at Xu Damao.
Xu Damao glanced at her with the same contempt: "Si Zhu, are you feeling distressed? If you feel distressed, then give him a son. But you are so old, can you still give birth? Haha..."
Xu Damao happily left with his son, leaving behind a gloomy-looking He Yuzhu and an angry Qin Huairu.
"Bah, it's like a villain getting his way."
He Yuzhu was extremely angry. He was suppressed by Xu Damao when it came to having children. This was something he could not tolerate.
"Qin Huairu, what's going on with your cousin? Xu Damao and Lou Xiao'e haven't had a child for several years, so why did she have a child with Xu Damao? Could it be that this child is not Xu Damao's son?"
"What are you talking about? Don't talk nonsense about such baseless things. It will be very unpleasant if word spreads. What will others think of us?"
Qin Huairu quickly stopped He Yuzhu's unrestrained words: "Xu Jinghua is not very similar to Xu Damao, but boys are like mothers. You see, he is quite similar to Jingru."
She had never doubted this, because Qin Jingru had no reason to do such a thing, but she never thought that He Yuzhu's venting words would accidentally guess the truth.
He Yuzhu snorted coldly: "I just can't stand Xu Damao's proud and arrogant look, as if he can't have children. Qin Huairu, after we get married, you must give me a son and fight for me."
This tone."
Qin Huairu's expression changed slightly. She knew her situation best. She was already in her forties, so it was theoretically possible to get pregnant, but her situation was quite special and she had a lot to think about.
Her three children have not yet succeeded, so she is pointing at He Yuzhu. If she gives birth to a child for He Yuzhu, what will happen to her three children?
Of course, my current three children are more important than those children who I don’t know whether they may exist.
She thought so in her heart, but she said: "Have a baby, of course I have to have a baby, but we are not married yet, how can we have a baby?"
He Yuzhu said firmly: "If you don't make steamed buns to fight for your reputation, get married. Let's get married as soon as possible. Once we get married, we'll have children."
Qin Huairu rolled her eyes at him coquettishly: "How do you get married? I'm still stubborn. If I don't convince him, we can't get married at all."
He Yuzhu said anxiously: "Qin Huairu, what do you mean, if Banggeng doesn't agree for one day, we will never get married?"
"I don't mean that, I mean, we have to find a way to convince Bangge."
She had this plan in mind, but she knew she couldn't say that to He Yuzhu, and she had to keep He Yuzhu steady. If He Yuzhu got angry and found someone else, then their family would really be in trouble.
"We must convince him. If it doesn't work, just let me do it. I don't believe I can't deal with this little brat."
Qin Huairu was startled by He Yuzhu's tone and quickly advised him: "Silly Zhu, don't act recklessly. You know Banggeng's temper. If you force yourself, something will happen."
He Yuzhu's expression became even more gloomy when he thought about Bangge running away from home when he was still young.
"Xiaodang and Huaihua are still filial and sensible. Let's not talk anymore and go to work."
Qin Huairu also had to go to work, so she followed He Yuzhu and left.
The affairs between the two of them have long been made public in the courtyard. After all, He Yuzhu's salary is paid by Qin Huairu on his behalf. What else can be said about this relationship.
No one in the courtyard said anything openly, but secretly there were countless people saying that Qin Huairu had some tricks and that Silly Zhu was really stupid and was being fooled around.
He Yuzhu's conditions are really not bad. Even in the capital, they are at least mid-range. Moreover, he is still a bachelor. He has been held hostage by a widow for eight years without getting married, and he also has someone take control of his finances. This is such a normal man.
What can be done?
Passing by the front yard, He Yuzhu saw many people gathered in front of Zhou Chen's house looking at motorcycles with disdainful expressions.
"Why don't I just buy a motorcycle? Why show off?"
Qin Huairu patted him: "Please keep your voice down, you will die if you don't speak."
But He Yuzhu's words were still heard. Yan Jiefang, the second eldest son of the Yan family, turned his head, crossed his arms and looked at He Yuzhu with the same disdain.
"Silly Zhu, don't tell me. If I had a motorcycle, I would definitely show off more than this. If you can afford a motorcycle, I also admire you."
He Yuzhu snorted coldly: "I want you to admire me? That's all you have."
After saying that, he walked out with Qin Huairu. He was unhappy when he saw Xu Damao being proud. He was also unhappy when he saw Zhou Chen buying a motorcycle.
Xu Damao and Zhou Chen are the two people he hates most in this courtyard.
Qin Huairu, on the other hand, looked back at the motorcycle with some envy. She had always thought that Zhou Chen would be the most promising person in their courtyard.
Facts have proved that her guess was correct. After so many years, she, who lived in the same hospital, knew very well how good Zhou Chen's living conditions were, and now she even bought a motorcycle.
She had thought more than once that if she met a man like Zhou Chen when she went to the city, her subsequent life would not be so miserable.
She has the confidence, courage, and ability to take hold of He Yuzhu, but she does not have the courage and confidence to take hold of Zhou Chen. Zhou Chen and He Yuzhu are different.
Zhou Chen had breakfast and was getting ready to go to work, but he didn't plan to ride a motorcycle. The steel rolling mill was not far away, so walking and riding a motorcycle would take about the same amount of time.
After locking the door, Zhou Chen walked to the motorcycle and said softly to a few young people: "It looks okay, but don't move it. If it breaks, I will have to find you guys."
"Don't worry, let's just take a look and don't do anything. Brother Zhou, when you are free, go out on a bike and take us to take a look."
"Okay, after I take a rest, I'll take you guys out for a ride."
"Yeah."
Several young guys nodded excitedly. Some of them were from No. 95 Courtyard, and some came from other courtyards to join in the fun. For young guys of their age, the attraction of motorcycles is still very huge.