"This little bastard from Feng Dahai's family has been living a good life ever since he married a little slut a few months ago.”
"He didn't even know to help our Jia family. Serves this little bastard child right for losing his parents when he was young.”
In the 1960s.
Four Nine City.
It was October, the winter of the twelfth month.
In a courtyard house with three entrances and three exits, snow covered the tiles on the eaves.
At the Jia family's residence in the middle court.
The fat pig Jia Zhangshi looked at Feng Rui's house through her window and cursed.
His eyes were filled with displeasure.
"Grandma, Grandma, I want to eat noodles, I want to eat noodles.”
The little ingrate was five years old this year. He smelled the fragrance coming from Feng Rui's house.
Instantly, he drooled.
He grabbed Jia Zhangshi's sleeve and immediately shouted.
"Grandma, I want to eat noodles too. I also want to eat meat.”
"Eat meaty meat, eat meaty meat."
Xiao Dang was three years old this year, and Huai Hua was two years old.
The two little girls of the Jia family also started to shout at this time.
They surrounded Jia Zhang-shi and clamored to eat meat.
Jia Zhang-shi was getting impatient from her three grandsons 'nagging.
She was annoyed.
He slapped Little Dang's face.
Pa!
He glared at them angrily and said," Eat, eat, eat. You only know how to eat, eat, and eat all day long. I'll kill you all."”
"You two money-losing goods were born to be a jinx to our Jia family. If it weren't for you, how could Dongxu have died?”
Jia Zhangshi's fat face.
His fat trembled.
Perhaps she was intimidated by Jia Zhangshi's fierce aura.
Little Dang was slapped by Jia Zhangshi.
He was so frightened that his body trembled.
He was stunned and did not dare to speak.
Her eyes reddened.
"Wow!"
Huai Hua was not sensible. When she heard this voice, she immediately howled.
She started crying.
"What's wrong? Little Dang, why are you crying?"
"Mom, I've been a grandmother since I was young."
At this moment, Qin Huairu was washing clothes at the public sink in the courtyard.
He was carrying an iron basin as he walked in from outside the house.
She saw Xiao Dang and Huai Hua crying.
There was also a red palm print on Little Dang's face.
Qin Huairu's expression turned ugly when he heard the joke about Jia Zhangshi being a child.
"These two money-losing things deserve a beating. When they saw Feng Dahai's little bastard eating noodles, they clamored to eat too.”
"It would be strange if I didn't hit them."
Jia Zhangshi's face darkened. Qin Huairu actually dared to question her.
She was immediately displeased.
"But you can't hit the child."
Qin Huairu heard this.
She was instantly unhappy.
"Qin Huairu, if I don't beat them up, are you going to find noodles for them to eat? Our family is almost running out of food.”
"That little bastard Feng Rui is living in the house with that bitch Yue. He's simply an animal.”
"What kind of mother are you? Don't you know how to borrow some flour from Feng Rui? I wouldn't have hit them.”
The more Jia Zhang-shi spoke, the angrier she got.
He then looked in the direction of the Feng family.
His expression turned even uglier.
"Mom, you also know the relationship between our family and Feng Rui. If I go to borrow rice noodles from him, he definitely won't lend it to me.”
Qin Huairu heard this.
He looked a little troubled.
It was now the year 60.
Jia Dongxu had passed away three years ago.
Five years ago, Qin Huiru had once gone on a blind date with Feng Rui. However, she later despised Feng Rui's poor family and eventually turned around and threw herself into Jia Dongxu's arms.
She married Jia Dongxu.
However, Qin Huairu had never expected that Jia Dongxu, this short-lived man, would actually fight with him three years ago.
He died directly.
Qin Huairu had no choice but to accept Jia Dongxu's job as a fitter at the rolling mill.
He became a first-class fitter in the first workshop of the rolling mill.
His salary was twenty-seven and a half yuan a month.
In this day and age, there was a shortage of supplies. A person's rations were five yuan a month.
As for the Jia family of five.
One could imagine.
The Jia family had been through a lot recently.
It was different from the Jia family.
Feng Rui's days were getting better and better.
Not only did he successfully advance to a fourth-grade fitter in the second workshop of the factory half a year ago, his salary was fifty-four yuan a month, and he even married a beautiful wife called Yue Qiluo.
He ate and drank good food every day.
The small life made the residents in the courtyard envious.
Qin Huairu suddenly felt a little regretful.
"Mom, we're so hungry."
"Yeah, Mom, we're hungry too.”
"Mom…"
The little ingrate hugged Qin Huairu's hand.
he shouted.
Little Dang, Huai Hua, and the others also started to make a fuss.
Qin Huairu's heart ached when he heard the three ungrateful wretches shouting at him.
Jia Zhangshi snorted coldly.
"If you ask me, you should go and borrow some flour from Feng Rui now. I think he will definitely agree on your account.”
Jia Zhangshi snorted.
"If we wait for that idiot to come back, our family will starve to death.”
Silly Zhu had been helping the Jia family these few years.
Jia Zhang-shi naturally saw through the little thoughts in Silly Zhu's heart.
However, in her eyes, Silly Zhu was just a clump.
It was only right for them to provide financial aid to their family.
"Sigh…"
After Jia Zhang-shi said that.
Qin Huairu glanced at the stick, Xiao Dang, Huai Hua, and the others.
His heart ached again.
She sighed.
He glanced in the direction of Feng Rui's house.
She placed the basin on the table.
She tidied up her clothes.
She revealed her collar a little.
Only then did he leave the room.
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