"Old Master, you're amazing."
In the courtyard.
Qin Huairu couldn't help but praise Song Qingshan the moment they entered the house.
This morning, not only did she vent her anger, but she also felt a little better.
In the end, he didn't even apologize.
The old man was as steady as Mount Tai.
He didn't even say anything unnecessary throughout the entire process, and he even received everyone's respect.
Qin Huairu truly felt that the old man was not simple.
"In what way?" Song Qingshan teased as he glanced at Qin Huiru with ill intentions.
"Pei, I just praised you, and you're already disrespectful.”
"You only know how to bully me."
Qin Huairu's face instantly turned red as she spat with a resentful look in her eyes.
This old man.
It was as if they were two different people inside and outside the house.
It wasn't only reflected in his mouth, but he also didn't look hunched when he entered the house. His expression also looked much more energetic.
"So what if I bully you? I'm just freeloading. I won't let you spend a single cent. If you're unhappy, you can sleep on the streets.”
Song Qingshan's face darkened.
"Besides, I've been a bachelor my entire life. Can't I have a good time before I die?”
"Pfft-"
Upon hearing this and seeing the old man's matter-of-fact expression, Qin Huairu burst into laughter.
"Alright, alright, alright. At your age, whatever you do is perfectly justified.”
"Old Master, if you really like Huai Ru, marry me. Let me bring you good fortune and perhaps let you live a few more years.”
Qin Huairu took the opportunity to ask again.
This time, his tone was more or less sincere. The old man was only 70 or 80 years older than her.
However, he was much more reliable than the young man.
After today's incident, Qin Huairu thought about it.
He would definitely be a coward.
Especially Jia Dongxu, he was like a mother's boy, obeying his mother's orders.
And timid.
The old man was still more reliable. He hit people when he said he would. He didn't drag things out at all.
He was also generous.
More importantly, he could earn more than 30 yuan a month.
In the entire courtyard, only Yi Zhonghai's salary was higher than the old man.
If only the old man could live a few more years.
He could also live a few more years of good life.
"If your father agreed to let you marry an old man like me, aren't you afraid of being poked in the back?”Song Qingshan asked.
"My father, my father is a money-grubber. He says at home every day that I'm a money-losing thing.”
"Old Master, to tell you the truth, the reason why I came to the city was because my father wanted to marry me off to a widower. He's quite old, just a few years younger than my father. Moreover, his legs are a little crippled, and he doesn't look as agile as you when you walk.”
"It was because he was willing to pay ten yuan as a betrothal gift that my father agreed to the matchmaker without hesitation.”
"At your age, if you're willing to take out a month's salary as a betrothal gift, my father will probably wake up laughing in his dreams.”
"As for being poked in the back, with your prestige in the Council, who would dare to point fingers at mulberry trees and scold locust trees in front of their faces?”
"Besides, as long as you live well, you can go back to your mother's house with big bags every year. Who knows how many people will be envious?”
The more Qin Huairu spoke, the more urgent her gaze became.
Her heart was in a mess.
She had already thrown the plans of Jia Zhang and his mother to the back of her mind. She really wanted to marry the old man and live a few years of glory.
"You're quite open-minded. Take it slow first. You've only lived here for two days and you're already marrying you. Aren't you afraid of being poked in the back?”
Actually…
After transmigrating into a hundred-year-old man, Song Qingshan felt a little…
He felt that marrying a young lady was a good idea.
It was quite aggrieved.
After hearing Qin Huairu's words, Song Qingshan suddenly felt enlightened.
It seemed that no matter what era it was.
As long as they were rich and powerful.
He could make women feel that he was a backer, no matter how old or ugly he was.
He could marry the wife he liked.
"Does Old Master not like Huai Ru?”Qin Huairu bit her lip, her eyes filled with disappointment.
"At my age, the soil is buried to the roots of my hair. I just took a few pills a while ago and became a little more energetic. Marriage is a physical activity. Aren't you afraid that a happy occasion will turn into a funeral?”
"I'll wait until I've recovered.”
Song Qingshan waved his hand.
It had to be said that Qin Huairu now had the vivacity and playfulness of a young girl.
She was slender and beautiful.
However, she also had the energy of a little wife. No young man could withstand her every frown and smile.
Song Qingshan had also met Lou Xiao'e today.
Compared to Qin Huairu.
The difference was not just a little bit.
"Alright then. I'll take good care of the old master these few days and make your body stronger.”
Qin Huairu pouted.
Getting married was a physical job. She had to recuperate first.
He spoke as if he could do something big.
"Old Master, there's something I don't know if I should say. I'm afraid that I'll make you angry.”
"I'm even more afraid of being chased out of the house by you.”
Qin Huairu lowered her head and pinched the corner of her clothes, planning to reveal the plot of Jia Zhang and his mother.
This was the decision she had made after some internal struggle.
Of course.
It was also because he saw that the old woman Jia Zhangshi was not easy to deal with. From those few words just now, as well as his own idea.
Qin Huiru was terrified.
He felt that he definitely could not defeat this old woman with his own ability.
Even if she occupied the old man's house.
He would definitely not end up well either.
And Jia Dongxu's inaction, watching him suffer, not even daring to let out a fart.
Qin Huairu had to see it clearly.
This was a useless thing. If she married him, she would definitely suffer for the rest of her life.
Therefore, Qin Huairu decided to betray him.
He was on the same side as the old man.
"Why? You've found your conscience and aren't prepared to occupy my house with the Jia family's mother and son?”
Song Qingshan looked at Qin Huiru with a half-smile.
When Qin Huairu heard this, she was so frightened that her face turned pale. Her voice trembled as she said," Old…Old Master, how…how did you know?”
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