Siheyuan: starting from saving Qin Huairu

Xu Damao shook his head: "There is no rush in this matter."

"Why aren't you in a hurry?" Xu Damao's mother said angrily, "Don't you miss your precious son?"

Xu Damao smiled bitterly: "Can you not want to do that?"

"To tell you the truth, if it weren't for him, I, Xu Damao, would go out to endure hardships. It's not like I can't eat."

"Now after half a year, I finally got Director He to let go, which means that our family can be reunited and live a good life."

"Then why aren't you going to pick up the child?" Xu Damao's mother asked.

"What kind of people are Yang Dahong and her parents? They are the kind of people who don't let go of hawks when they see rabbits. Is it useful if I tell them now?" Xu Damao said, "When the salary is paid next month, we will have more money.

I can bring my son back."

"Moreover, Director He is willing to give me a tenth-level clerk, and I will promote him later. This life will become better and better as time goes by."

"Let's not talk about Yang Dahong. She can do whatever she likes, as long as she doesn't need a bite to eat."

"Thinking about the future, my precious son will become more and more promising. Thinking about me, who works like a bully for others, I feel very comfortable!"

When a person is having a happy event, he will become drunk before the alcohol gets to his head.

Xu Damao talked a lot, and Xu Damao's mother secretly wiped her eyes when she saw it - after so many hard days, there was finally hope, no wonder Xu Damao was so gloomy.

Sometimes they talk about the East, sometimes they talk about the West, and they all talk about their expectations for the future.

If we endure it now and take good care of Xu Jizong, the Xu family will finally be able to live a good life without worrying about food and drink.

Otherwise, when will the hard days end?

After a few ounces of wine, Xu Damao felt that he no longer had any worries, was in a good mood, and fell asleep soundly.

Another month passed, and on the second day after receiving his salary as a level 10 clerk, Xu Damao was off work.

He got up early in the morning and paid the rent to Banggan. Xu Damao tidied up and took out the good clothes from the bottom of the box. He looked straight and in good spirits.

It's just that the beard on the mouth has fallen off, making it less majestic and more feminine.

As soon as he went out, he met He Yuzhu and immediately came up to say hello: "Director He, good morning!"

He Yuzhu glanced at him: "Hello, are you going out?"

"Yes, I brought my son Xu Jizong back and lived with his grandmother's house for three months." Xu Damao said.

He Yuzhu nodded: "Okay, you go."

When Xu Damao was about to leave, Qin Huairu was holding a basin and said, "Xu Damao - the Yang family doesn't seem to be rich, and no one works. It's hard to say whether your children can have enough to eat."

"It's better to take the child back quickly. You may suffer a lot of injustice!"

When Xu Damao heard this, he smiled and said, "That's not the case. That guy is really good. Whoever eats better will follow."

"He went to his grandma's house because he thought our food was not good."

Qin Huairu was surprised: "This is amazing!"

"You have a job at least, no matter how bad you are, you still have an income."

"Your wife's family has no job and no income. How can a family of three plus your son Xu Jizong have better food than your family?"

Xu Damao was stunned and grinned awkwardly: "Maybe I borrowed it?"

Qin Huairu had never thought about it before. After hearing this, several possibilities came to mind, none of which were a good thing.

But she was also shrewd and immediately followed Xu Damao's words and said: "Well, I should have borrowed it."

He turned around and went to talk to He Yuzhu.

Xu Damao's mood suddenly changed from very good to very bad... He had never thought about this problem carefully before. The main reason was that Yang Dahong was too annoying and not a thing, and it made him feel sick and sick when he thought about it.

Now that I think about it, the more I think about it, the more something is wrong.

He was once full of men and women who stole prostitutes, and he once went to the countryside to watch movies and hook up with others.

“What on earth did the Yang family do to have a better life than our family?

This is indeed wrong!

No, I have to take a closer look and call Xu Jizong back.

Seeing that Xu Jizong will have to go to school next year, don’t let his mother lead you astray!"

With this idea in my mind, it is like a weed taking root and sprouting, quickly spreading into a green grassland.

Xu Damao quickly arrived at Kushuijing Hutong and met a MCA couple going out with their child in their arms.

"Hey, you're here?" Ma Hua greeted with a smile.

Xu Damao rolled his eyes and raised his hand to Ma Hua: "Hey, Ma Hua, let me ask you something..."

Ma Hua laughed directly: "Don't ask, I don't know anything."

"If you want to know, just sit here and watch."

After saying that, the Mahua couple hugged the child and left. Xu Damao could clearly see that the Mahua wife looked at him like a homeless dog, which was quite pitiful.

There was another layer of doubt in my heart.

In other words, it has almost been verified - if the Yang family is fine, what will be the MCA's response? Will the MCA's daughter-in-law pity her?

If a man is hated by others, he is capable; if he is looked down upon by others, he is incompetent.

But if you are pitied and sympathized with, it would be really miserable.

Xu Damao endured the anger in his heart and sat in a corner of the alley, like a beggar, looking at the door of Yang Dahong's house from time to time.

Without making him wait too long, the door of Yang Dahong's house opened, and a group of men came out, yawning and stretching.

Xu Damao's heart relaxed instead, and he said in his heart: I thought Yang Dahong had loosened his belt again and gave me a cuckold, but it turned out that he had attracted a group of gamblers!

This is nothing, although it is not the right way, but at least I am not cuckolding myself.

If you think about it carefully, just because of Yang Dahong's virtue, you can't even give away a cuckold, right?

After feeling relieved, Xu Damao thought about it and felt bad again - the environment was indeed too bad, and he had to pick up the child quickly, otherwise he didn't know what would happen.

Thinking of this, after the men left, Xu Damao quickly stepped forward and knocked on the door.

The door opened with a creak, revealing the face of Yang Dahong's mother, who was still saying: "I told you not to leave anything behind, but you did after all..."

When I looked up and saw Xu Damao, I was immediately startled.

"Xu Damao?"

Then he turned around and screamed: "Xu Damao is here!"

With this shout, there was a loud crashing sound inside the house.

Xu Damao's face darkened - Damn it, something is really going on!

He stretched out his hand to push Yang Dahong's mother away and ran directly towards the place where the sound was heard.

A shirtless man came out of the house with his pants held up, and his whole body smelled of filth.

After glancing at Xu Damao and then at Yang Dahong's mother, who had a panic-stricken face, this man felt confident and confident: "You scared me, why are you howling?"

"I gave you the money anyway!"

After saying that, he walked out.

Xu Damao was so angry that he didn't even know who to address: "You fucking——"

The man was shirtless, put on his clothes slowly and looked at him coldly: "What's wrong?"

"I've already accepted the money, and I'm a regular customer. Do you still want to dance like a fairy?"