Chapter 50-Eternal Rule, Qin Huiru Picking Up the Cottonwadding
The medical staff at the health station panicked.
"No, no, something's wrong!"
"It's dark here. It must have been bitten by some poisonous creature.”
"I can't check it here, nor can I treat it. I have to send it to the hospital!”
"You have to hurry up. If you finish sending them, you might not be able to keep Dandan.”
Jia Zhang-shi panicked when she heard this.
If that was the case, wouldn't the stick be useless? Wouldn't the Jia family have no descendants?
"Doctor, don't talk nonsense. You cursed my grandson. I'm going to get even with you!”
The medical staff was stunned.
What did I curse your grandson for?
Why did this old woman speak so harshly?
He didn't have a good expression on his face.
"Believe it or not, goodbye!"
Jia Zhang-shi still wanted to nag.
Qin Huairu immediately shouted at him to shut up!
She really didn't know what was good for her. At this time, she was still being stubborn.
Sending a stick to the hospital would cost money, and it looked like it would cost a lot of money.
Qin Huairu did not have any money.
He could only stare at the people in the courtyard.
Yi Zhonghai, the First Master, had been quiet and humble since the cellar incident.
Seeing this opportunity today, he had to rebuild his reputation.
He stood up and took out five yuan from his pocket. He was going to buy some pork and marinate bacon for the New Year.
"We're all neighbors. If something like this happens to the Jia family, everyone can help out a little.”
He handed the money to Qin Huairu.
The others in the courtyard were unhappy with his actions.
I'm just here to watch the show. Why did it become that I have to pay?
Second Uncle's bangs sounded strange.
"I don't have such a close relationship with the Jia family and Qin Huairu. There's no need for me to fork out money, right?”
"It's almost the new year. Everyone is tightening their belts to buy new year goods.”
Third Master Yan Bugui chimed in.
"That's right. My family has more idle people than you, and my salary isn't as high as yours.”
"Every bit of spending for the New Year is deducted from my salary. How can I have money?”
Yi Zhonghai's face darkened.
"Don't talk about other things. Who can guarantee that nothing will happen to their neighbors?”
"A distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor.”
Silly Zhu stood up. Although after the incident in the cellar, he felt awkward when he looked at Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu.
At this time, Qin Huairu's family was in trouble, and it was out of habit for her to stand up and speak up for them.
He took out the 2 yuan that he had originally planned to buy for He Yushui.
"I'll pay 2 yuan. Anyone who doesn't pay will lose their conscience!”
His words were reluctant.
The people in the courtyard still gathered some money.
A total of 9.80 yuan was collected, 7 of which were given by Yi Zhonghai and Shazhu.
This bit of money was probably not enough to treat a patient.
Qin Huairu was in tears. She could only send the stick to the hospital first and think of a solution.
The results were out.
The stick was too late, it had to be cut off!
Qin Huairu was stunned.
"That won't do. I only have one son. Will he still be a man after I cut him off?”
the doctor comforted.
"It doesn't matter. As long as one is cut off, one can still be left.”
"When you grow up, you can still use your weaknesses.”
"If you don't cut it, the poison will spread and you will lose your life!”
Qin Huairu had no choice but to agree to the surgery.
As long as it involved surgery, it would cost money.
He looked at the bill. It was 30.60 yuan.
He didn't even have half of the money on hand.
Qin Huairu panicked and could only beg the doctor to save her first. She would think of a solution when she got back.
He returned to the courtyard and thought about it.
He still had to borrow this money from Silly Zhu.
Although it was a loan, Qin Huairu knew how much money she owed Silly Zhu. She had never paid it back, so how could she have the money to pay it back?
She was going all out.
He knew that he wouldn't be able to squeeze much out of Silly Zhu.
All these years, his salary had been the same, helping him with more than half of his family's expenses.
This time, he had to put in a lot of effort!
Qin Huairu stealthily found Silly Zhu and stretched out her hand towards him.
Silly Zhu was really poor.
Other than the 200 yuan in his pocket, he had less than 10 yuan on him.
He still had to save these for the New Year.
"Sister Qin, it's not that I'm unwilling to help, but I really don't have the money!”
"All these years, you know how much I've helped the Jia family for you.”
Qin Huairu nodded. After hesitating for a moment, she decided to go all out.
"Silly Zhu, I won't say much.”
"In a few days, when everything is over, I'll go on a date with you in the small forest outside and teach you how to get along with girls.”
When Silly Pillar heard this, his eyes lit up and he subconsciously swallowed his saliva.
"Sister Qin, what do you mean?”
Qin Huairu smiled sweetly and put on an extremely flirtatious expression.
"What do you mean? Do you really not understand? Are you really stupid?"
Silly Zhu slapped his thigh. After so many years of cultivation, he was about to succeed?
"Sister Qin, don't worry. I've already given you the money.”
"Go back first. I'll bring it to you later. But don't forget what you just said.”
Qin Huairu sneered in her heart as she glanced at Silly Zhu with her charming eyes.
"I can't forget. I'll go back first. I'm just waiting for your life-saving money.”
After Qin Huairu left, Silly Zhu took out two large bills from the locked cabinet.
After waiting for a while, she found a time when no one was around and sent it over to Qin Huairu.
As for Qin Huairu, after she borrowed the money, she rushed to the hospital to pay the money.
Looking at the stick on the hospital bed, he looked so miserable that he didn't look human.
Thinking of his own suffering, he compromised.
She couldn't help but cry.
If I wasn't blind back then and broke off the engagement with Qin Feng, why would I be like this?
I have to take care of everything alone.
If I had married Qin Feng instead of Jia Dongxu, I would be enjoying life at home every day. Gold, silver, jewelry, and whispering would all be mine.
I regret it so much.
Sigh, endure it! Endure it!
......
Qin Feng had nothing to do in the factory today. The assistant director of the kitchen was an idle job.
The director knew the relationship behind Qin Feng and wanted to curry favor with him.
He returned to the courtyard.
Qin Feng brought Qin Yuru to Dongzhimen to collect money and cotton tickets.
The weather was getting colder.
The winter in the city was not just for show. It was so cold that one would shiver.
Moreover, it was the new year, so he naturally had to buy some new quilts and cotton clothes.
"Yuru, let's get two more quilts and two sets of cotton clothes.”
"There are still a few days left before the ancestral hall in your village is renovated. When you go, bring it to Mom and Dad.”
Qin Feng held Qin Yuru's hand and said affectionately.
When Qin Yuru married over, her father-in-law and mother-in-law did not want a single dowry. They even gave her a lot of dowry when they saw that her family was suffering.
Qin Feng would remember this kindness for the rest of his life.
The last time Qin Jingru went back, she brought back many gifts.
This time, he and Qin Yuru were going over. It was the first time in many years that they were going back to their mother's house properly. Naturally, they had to bring more gifts.
He had to give her face.
It would make Qin Yuru proud, and it would also make her father-in-law and mother-in-law proud.
Back then, you married your daughter to me.
Qin Yuru was also filled with joy as she hugged Qin Feng's arm.
"I'll listen to you, Big Brother Li."
They arrived at the cotton shop. According to the factory staff, there was a master with the highest cotton skills in the vicinity.
"Master, make a few quilts!"
Qin Feng took out the cotton ticket from his pocket.
There were special cotton tickets, intermediate cotton tickets, ordinary cotton tickets, and so on.
Qin Feng was not short of money anyway. After buying the special cotton in the ghost market, he was prepared to use it all to make quilts.
"Alright, how many beds?"
The cotton-whipping master's face was covered in sweat. In the cold weather, he turned into white smoke and looked like he was smoking.
"Bed 5!"
Qin Feng had already calculated that his mother would get a portion and his mistress would get a portion.
There were two sets for his parents-in-law.
There was still one left for rotation.
Having money and money was not considered extravagant. It could only be said to be very particular.
"Five beds?"
The cotton chef was slightly stunned. This was a big deal. Ordinary people did not have so much money and tickets.
However, he glanced at Qin Feng and Qin Yuru's attire.
He knew in his heart that she might be a daughter of some Gan clan.
the cotton chef asked.
"What cotton do you use?"
Qin Feng replied.
"Super cotton."
The cotton master was stunned.
"All five beds use premium cotton?"
This wasn't an ordinary big deal. This was a big deal that couldn't be seen all year round!
How old must the children of Gan Clan be to have five beds of premium cotton quilts?
Qin Feng nodded.
"Is there not enough cotton?"
The cotton chef waved his hand.
"That's not it. The cotton was just sent over today. There are still five beds of premium cotton.”
Qin Feng smiled.
"That's good. How much is it?"
The cotton chef counted with his fingers.
"The money is 10 yuan for a bed of premium cotton quilts, and the processing fee is 1 yuan. Five beds is 55 yuan."
"Do you have tickets? Special cotton tickets, or else it wouldn't work!”
Qin Feng handed over the cotton tickets and Great Unity.
"Yes, there are!"
After settling the matter, Qin Feng prepared to leave with Qin Yuru.
the cotton chef shouted.
"Hey, don't go. If the cotton drops, you have to pick it up yourself. I don't have enough manpower here.”
"Besides, if you don't watch, it won't be good to say that I'm greedy for your cotton.”
It was inevitable that there would be drops when he was hitting cotton.
The ratio of hand-made cotton was not small, about 10% to 20%.
Finally, he realized that Qin Feng's cotton was of the highest quality.
That was not a small sum.
Qin Yuru tugged at Qin Feng.
"Brother Li, I'll stay and pick it up."
Qin Feng did not agree. He wanted to take her to the department store to pick out winter coats.
"Master, you can help me pick up the big ones. I don't want the small ones.”
The cotton chef nodded helplessly. It was rare to see such a bold customer.
"Alright, I'll only help you pick up a large piece of cotton.”
"I don't care about the rest."
"When the time comes, there will be some differences in our strength. Don't find trouble with me.”
Qin Feng smiled.
"That won't happen. Everyone here is a witness. I know what you're talking about.”
The cotton chef nodded.
"Alright, come back tomorrow at this time and I'll give it to you.”
Qin Feng pulled Qin Yuru and left. They headed towards the department store to pick out a few fashionable and warm cotton-padded clothes.
On the cotton worker's side.
He turned around and spoke to the people in the house.
"You're lucky to have met him today.”
"The five beds of cotton here are more than enough to make up for your bed.”
In the room, a squatting figure slowly stood up.
Looking in the direction where Qin Feng and Qin Yuru left, his eyes were filled with endless loss and pain.
So it was Qin Huairu.
Qin Huiru had also come to make a blanket a while earlier than Qin Feng and his wife.
However, they did not have money or tickets, so they could only use old quilts to supplement their needs. They did not have enough cotton.
Persuade the cotton master to pick up the cotton that others did not want and make up enough for a quilt.
Seeing Qin Feng and Qin Yuru, he was too embarrassed to show his face.
However, the conversation just now was clearly heard.
The feelings in his heart were interwoven with hundreds of emotions.
In Qin Feng's house, Qin Yuru had already used premium cotton, and she was so generous that she bought five beds at a time.
However, his family could not even afford a bed. He had to spend a lot of effort to get the cotton master's approval to pick up some cotton that others did not want.
Qin Yuru didn't want the cotton, but he had to treat it like a treasure and ask for permission to pick it up.
What was this?
Why am I living such a sullen life? Do I still have to pick up things that Qin Yuru doesn't want?
Back then, if I hadn't broken off the engagement and married Qin Feng.
How would you, Qin Yuru, have the chance?
Do I regret it?
Why was I so foolish back then to throw away the precious Qin Feng and pick up the rotten tea dregs Jia Dongxu and the evil granny Jia Zhangshi!
......
Qin Feng naturally didn't know about the cotton shop.
After strolling around the department store.
Taking advantage of the fact that it was not too late, he prepared a pot of good wine and a roast chicken and rode his bicycle to Zhengyang Gate.
She had been back for a few days, but she hadn't gone there.
Before he went to Xiangjiang, he met the Inspector of the Wine Sect and the raggedy Marquis at Zhengyang Gate.
Qin Feng did not forget and went over to take a look.
How are the two old men doing? Maybe they can get some old things.
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