Qin Huairu planned to use this opportunity to improve her relationship with the He family.
If he softened his attitude and treated He Yuzhu better, perhaps his long-term meal ticket would come back.
While Qin Huairu was thinking about this, Jia Zhangshi had already spoken up.
"Huai Ru, we have to think of a way to bring the stick back. What if something bad happens to him?”
Jia Zhang-shi picked up a piece of cornbread and wiped her tears as she ate.
When Qin Huairu heard this, all the plans in her mind were swept away.
The boy was her biological son, so how could she not feel sorry for him? Why would she want him to suffer on the streets?
To be honest, Qin Huairu wished she could bring him back right now and hug him in her arms.
But what could she do now? Chief Wang, who was on the street, ignored her.
Seeing Qin Huiru shut her mouth and eyes, Jia Zhangshi probed,"
"How about this? Chief Wang is still hoping that He Qing will transfer Chen Meng back. You go and beg Silly Zhu. As long as he asks, Chief Wang will definitely give Silly Zhu face.”
As she spoke, Jia Zhang-shi fiercely bit down on the cornbread, as if she was biting He Qing's flesh, and continued:
"It's all because of that He Qing. Back then, your husband took care of him more. You even helped Silly Zhu wash clothes, but he didn't care about these things at all.”
At this point, Jia Zhangshi's face twisted.
She hated the streets for making a mountain out of a molehill, and she hated He Qing for using a chicken feather as an arrow.
If He Qing knew what he was thinking, he would definitely sneer. This was how Qin Huairu's family thought.
It's your duty to help him.
It was as if helping them was not kindness, but responsibility.
It was only right for their family to scheme against others. It was what they deserved. It was their own ability.
If one day you were out of their control, they would scold you and say that you were ungrateful.
"Huai Ru, say something. What's wrong? Don't tell me you don't want the stick to bring him back?”
As she spoke, Jia Zhang-shi said in an unfriendly tone:
"Do you want me to bring out your husband's portrait before you'll be obedient?”
Qin Huairu's face twitched when she heard that.
This Jia Zhangshi was crying and making a scene. Third, she did not hang herself, but hung her husband's portrait.
Every time something trivial happened, Jia Zhangshi would invite the portrait out. Qin Huairu could be said to be very patient.
Seeing Qin Huairu remain silent, Jia Zhangshi was very displeased.
"Huai Ru, don't blame Mom for being nosy. Doesn't Silly Zhu like you? If you play some tricks, he'll listen to you!”
Actually, she had suspected that Qin Huairu and He Yuzhu were already in an illicit relationship.
One had to know that people in this era were still very superstitious.
Qin Huairu was pretty, and her face was no different from the vixen she used to call.
Jia Zhang-shi had always blamed Qin Huairu for her son's early death.
After all, with such a beautiful wife, his son did not know how to cherish himself, which led to a tragedy.
Therefore, deep down, Jia Zhangshi hated Qin Huairu.
However, he was just an old woman. Not only was he unable to earn money, but he also had to rely on Qin Huiru to support him.
If she were to fall out with him, Qin Huairu would probably kick her out of the house.
On Qin Huairu's side, hearing the filthy words from Jia Zhangshi's mouth, Qin Huairu's expression darkened even more.
"Mom, some things are not as simple as you think. He Qing hates me. He's the purchasing director of the factory. If he really wants to deal with me, he doesn't have to do it himself.”
Hearing Qin Huairu's explanation, Jia Zhangshi said disdainfully,"
"Hehe, what are you saying? Is He Qing not a man? How can he not like that?"
Jia Zhangshi glanced at Qin Huiru from the corner of her eyes and said earnestly,"
"Huairu, don't blame Mom for saying too much. Men are all the same, you have to give him hope. I know you can't get over it, but Silly Zhu is still a man.”
As she spoke, she said meaningfully,
"It's the same for He Qing. Nominally, you're his sister-in-law. As the old saying goes, dumplings taste better than food…right?”
Qin Huairu instantly flew into a rage out of humiliation.
Jia Zhang-shi pretended not to see it and continued to impart her experience:
"So, if you want the He brothers to be obedient and hold them tightly in your hands, you have to sacrifice occasionally. Do you understand?”
Clang!
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Huairu immediately placed the bowl and chopsticks on the table and ran back to her room in a huff.
Jia Zhangshi said unhappily,
"What are you doing? What are you doing? You're not allowed to say anything after two sentences?"
Qin Huiru, who was in the inner room, said angrily,"
"Mom, tell me, is this what a mother-in-law should say? I'm your daughter-in-law. Are you letting your son down by asking me to do this?”
Jia Zhangshi was stunned when she heard this.
She looked at the room in disbelief and muttered to herself,
"No way, they really didn't sleep together?”
After getting this answer, Jia Zhangshi was stunned for a moment.
His daughter-in-law was so beautiful that it was not an exaggeration to say that she was a flower in the factory.
There were too many people who coveted her beauty.
As for Silly Pillar?
The Water Pavilion actually didn't know how to get the moon first!
"What a fool!"
Jia Zhangshi glanced at He Yuzhu's room with disdain, shook her head, and went into the room.
As for the bowls and pans on the table, whoever wanted to clean them up was free to do so. Anyway, she wasn't doing it.
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