Lin Chen was a little surprised.
Silly Zhu actually spoke to Qin Huiru in such a manner?
In television dramas, Silly Zhu would surrender with just a glance from Qin Huiru.
Qin Huairu was also very surprised when she heard Silly Zhu's words.
She could not believe it and her eyes turned red.
"My, my mother-in-law…"
Without waiting for her to finish her sentence, Silly Zhu went back into her house, muttering,"Granny Jia, can't you make the courtyard quieter? It's fine that you've been howling every day these past few days, but look at Auntie Zhao. Her son and daughter-in-law are gone, and I've never seen you like this!”
"How many households live in this courtyard? If everyone was like you, crying for a month after a person died, would we not be able to survive?”
Although Silly Zhu had a favorable impression of Qin Huiru and would even take care of Qin Huiru's child to stop them, he was extremely contemptuous of Jia Zhangshi.
He didn't give her any face at all!
Loyal people, when their emotions were aroused, they would do it.
At that moment, Jia Zhang-shi did not dare to make a sound.
The old woman seemed to be shocked, her mouth wide open. When she came back to her senses, she cried out again,"Dongxu, my Dongxu, once you leave, your mother…"
"Still howling? If you continue to complain about moving out, I'll sue the streets. We work hard to contribute to the country, but you don't do anything at home and even affect our lives. You…are a cancer of society!”
These words were a bit too much, and Jia Zhangshi was stunned.
"Silly Zhu, stop talking!" A middle-aged woman quickly reminded him.”
"What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"
"Aunt Yi, didn't you hear?" Granny Jia had been complaining about Qin Huiru's death for the past few days. She had been cursing and complaining every day. I could hear it clearly even if I was in the house. Qin Huiru had given birth to a grandson for her, so why did she have to do this? Who was she doing this for?”
Qin Huairu walked to the door and was stunned when she heard that. She didn't lift the curtain to go in, but quietly raised her hand to wipe her eyes.
These few days, she had just lost her husband and was bullied by her mother-in-law. The children were still clamoring for a father every day. They also had to go to the factory to communicate about the work. She was so busy that she was exhausted. She wanted to vent, but she still endured it.
She thought that no one knew, but she didn't expect that…Silly Zhu understood her!
At the thought of this, Qin Huairu quickly took a deep breath and adjusted her breathing. Then, she lifted the curtain and walked in.
As for Zhao Chunhua, who was in the courtyard, she had already gone back to continue frying rice.
After the sweet rice was stir-fried, it revealed a slight yellow color. The white sugar melted and stuck to the top, making the color darker and the sweetness in the air more obvious.
Lin Chen looked at Zhao Chunhua, who had snatched the spatula and stir-fried the vegetables, then looked at the opposite room and smiled.
"Grandma is so awesome!"
Zhao Chunhua shushed him and reminded Lin Chen,""Little Chen, the granny over there is obviously not a good person. Let's not go to their house to play.”
Lin Chen nodded.
"Sigh, I pity that little widow. She's probably going to suffer.”Zhao Chunhua sighed and quickened her movements.
Soon, the color of the rice deepened.
Zhao Chunhua scooped out a little, picked up one, and bit it.
With a soft click, she nodded in satisfaction.""It's about time. Xiao Chen, help Grandma get the paper on the table.”
Lin Chen immediately went over to get the paper happily. Then, he saw Zhao Chunhua neatly fold it into a small trumpet shape and shovel it into the paper twice.
The fragrant fried rice fell into the pot. Zhang Chunhua handed the paper to Lin Chen."Little Chen, take it and eat!"
Lin Chen glanced at Mi Li, whose eyes were wide open. He smiled and rolled up the paper tube. He placed it in Mi Li's hand,"Mi Li, be careful, it's hot ~"
"Thank you, Brother!" Xiaomi smiled happily.
Lin Chen patted her little head, and Zhang Chunhua rolled another one. She turned around and saw Lin Chen pass the fried rice to Mi Li first. She smiled,"Little Chen, take it."
There was still some left in the pot. Zhao Chunhua rolled up a few more and wrapped them up on the table before going to wash the pot.
Just as the tap was turned on, there was another dry howl from the other side of the house.
"Dongxu, I'm going with you, right? My legs are not good and I can't do anything. I'm just a burden and people say that I'm a tumor. I don't want to live anymore.”
Then, Qin Huiru's choked voice sounded.""Mom, don't say anymore ~"
"Aunt Yi, why do you care about this kind of person?" Let's go, let's go. It's annoying to hear."
Soon, Shazhu came out with a lunch box and a middle-aged woman.
A middle-aged woman also seemed to be helpless against Jia Zhangshi. She sighed twice, glanced at Zhao Chunhua who was washing the pot, and entered the house.
Silly Zhu snorted and entered his own room.
At this moment, the first uncle also got off work. When he saw Zhao Chunhua, he even greeted her,"Is the rice ready?"
"No, I just cooked rice for the children.”
"That's good. It'll be a snack.”
Zhao Chunhua nodded.
" What's the matter?" An elder asked." We're from the same courtyard. We'll help each other out. Don't stand on ceremony."”
Zhao Chunhua smiled." I've never been to a factory before. I don't know how to work. Can I ask you for advice later?"”
"Hey, what's the problem? You can come anytime."
"Hey, hey, thank you."
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