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Chapter 8 Qin Huairu returns to Siheyuan

The next day.

It was not yet dawn, it was gray.

"Dongdongdongdongdong."

"Dongzi, open the door."

Li Weidong was lying in the quilt and heard Qin Huairu knocking on the door outside. She was a little tired. She held her waist and put on her coat to open the door.

"It's so early, Sister Qin, come in quickly, it's cold outside."

Li Weidong greeted Qin Huairu and saw a woven bag under her feet, covering her hands and stomping her feet.

Qin Huairu quickly entered the house, ran into Li Weidong's bedroom, covered her quilt tightly, and exposed her head.

Li Weidong looked at her trembling coldly, with bare thighs, and went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water.

Qin Huairu blushed instantly, and reacted and scolded shamely:

"Bah! I'm not ashamed of the early morning..."

Li Weidong smiled and gave her the water, saying indifferently:

"I didn't see it yesterday, I didn't know you today? So what are you doing?"

But I put on my pants anyway.

Qin Huairu immediately remembered the fear of being dominated last night and did not say anything.

He angered him, and he had no good results. Today he saved his energy and didn't know how to spend the next two days.

The water from last night was in the water bottle, and the temperature was not too high, but there was still some residual heat.

Qin Huairu didn't dislike it. She took a few sips and held it in her hand.

Suddenly, a pair of big hands attacked.

"Dongzi."

"Don't."

“I haven’t eaten…breakfast yet.

...

...

Five days later.

Li Weidong walked into the kitchen, took twenty kilograms of white flour and thirty kilograms of 2-kilograms of white flour from the space, and then took off a piece of fat bacon from the wall.

Is this a little too much?

After thinking about it, I cut it halfway with a knife.

Still more!

He slaughtered another knife from half of the cut.

About three taels.

Well, just right.

Put a small piece of bacon and white noodles together, put it in a small bag, and come to the bedroom.

Qin Huairu looked at the thing in Li Weidong's hand and her eyes shone.

Li Weidong poked his finger into her mouth, handed the thing to her, and said:

"Sister Qin, I took the things, but I have to do things, otherwise there would be no such good things in the future."

Then I opened the bag and twisted it with my hands. It turned out to be the best white flour, and it was also a piece of bacon.

Um?

Why is he so young? What Qin Huairu said last night has long forgotten all the time after sprinting.

never mind!

Qin Huairu was blinded by joy and didn't care. This piece of meat was covered with white flour and made dumplings with cabbage. How many days can I eat it? The stalks can also be eaten with meat. Her face was full of smiles and she said:

"Dongzi, sister will help me inquire."

"Okay, I haven't had breakfast, why don't you stay and have something to leave?" Li Weidong said casually.

Qin Huairu's face changed. Thinking of the lessons learned over the past few days, she quickly shook her head.

"No, Dongzi, sister is going to rush back to the factory to sell off the leave, so she won't eat it."

Li Weidong understood when he saw her expression.

The corners of my mouth twitched, and I didn't care.

He sent her out and came under the eaves. Qin Huairu picked up the woven bag, one big and one small, one hand one.

Turning around and saying:

"Dongzi, if there is news, I will find someone to bring you a message."

Li Weidong took care of her clothes and nodded slightly.

Before leaving, he kissed Li Weidong, stuffed a note into his arms, and left quickly.

This point can also catch the morning bus to the city.

Li Weidong touched his face, took out the note, and wrote a few words on it.

"No. 29 Qingyun Hutong, Qianmenwai"

Seeing that he had written all the words wrongly, Li Weidong was speechless.

Put it in your pocket and return to the bedroom.

Sleep for a while.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, Qin Huairu returned to Siheyuan.

Today is Thursday, the yard is quiet and everyone who has work goes to work.

These days, there is no oil or water, and I can’t eat enough. If I can’t walk, I won’t walk, and I will maintain the only remaining calories in my body.

If Qin Huairu hadn't had food shortage at home, she wouldn't have asked for leave. When Qin Huairu remembered the money deducted for leave, she felt so distressed.

Passing by the middle yard, the three aunts were lying on the kang, motionless. They heard the movement outside the house and looked out the window, looking at Qin Huairu holding a big bag in her hand, and hurriedly put on her shoes and pushed open the door.

"Crunch"

The door opens.

"Huairu, I haven't gone to work today. I haven't seen you for several days. I'm back to the countryside."

"Oh, I've brought a lot of them!"

The three aunts stared at Qin Huairu and kept talking, thinking whether they could take advantage of it.

How could Qin Huairu not know the thoughts of the three aunts? Everyone knows the family style of the old Yan family.

"If you don't eat or drink, you will suffer if you can't even calculate."

So he said with a sad face:

"Three aunts, aren't you unaware that the moon was closed at the beginning of the month? There was still half a month left. My family didn't have a grain of food. The three children were still hungry. I could only have a thick face and go back to my parents' home to borrow food. Or did my parents raise some sweet potatoes and stick noodles in every household in the village!"

The three aunts looked a little shabby and their ears were a little red when they heard this.

Qin Huairu continued, "Why don't I divide your family into some of you?" Then she started.

The three aunts immediately stopped him and said unhappy:

"Hi, Huairu, look at what you said. The three aunts' house can still get you this little bit of sweet potato. The three aunts came out and said hello to you. I haven't seen anyone these days, so I miss you very much."

During this period, everyone has not had a good life. They lack food and can't starve to death if they have food at home. How could they borrow extra money?

Listen to the sound of the door next door.

The three aunts hurried back to the house. If they were bullied by orphans and widows, there would be no news in the courtyard. How could the old Yan family, who claimed to be a scholarly family, behaved as a human being.

Qin Huairu looked at the three aunts with contempt at the corner of her mouth.

Turning around and entering the main courtyard, I saw an aunt lowering her head and washing her clothes, smiling and saying hello:

"A aunt is busy!"

An aunt looked up and saw Qin Huairu and said in surprise:

"Huairu, I've returned from the countryside."

Qin Huairu returned to her hometown to borrow food. An aunt knew about it. She saw two woven bags in her hand, which were bulging, because it should be sweet potatoes, and she knew it in her heart.

In this courtyard, it may not be clear who is the most short of food, but it is clear at a glance who lives a good life.

If you look at an aunt who still has the energy to work, you will know that she is living a good life. Not to mention that she has fine food every meal, but it is not bad either.

The first uncle Yi Zhonghai is a level 8 technician with a salary of 99 and bonuses and benefits, and is more than 100 per month. Although he has shortage of food these days, he cannot stand his foundation.

"A aunt, nothing happened at home these days, right?" Qin Huairu asked.

"What can happen? If Zhuzi looks at you, don't worry. In the evening, your uncle will come back and call Zhuzi to have a meal at home!" said an aunt.

Qin Huairu remained silent, looked at the bag in her hand, shook her head, and said:

"Forget it, don't spend money, this is the price of food this day."

“Cruff.”

The sound of opening the door sounded.

"Mother."

"Mom, mom is back!"
Chapter completed!
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