Chapter 63 Slap in the face
Jia Zhang's roar also startled Wang Deming, who put the furniture away and left the room.
After staring at him with an enemy's eyes for a while, Jia Zhang turned around and went back to the central courtyard.
The front yard was suddenly filled with a loud buzzing sound, with people whispering about the gossip that had just happened.
"Haha, the Jia family in the middle courtyard looks down on this and that, but I didn't expect that even the country girls didn't like their family."
"You knew that your family was poor and had a bad reputation, so you went to the countryside to look for her. But who knew? Now, you are even more embarrassed."
"Isn't she from the countryside? She just relies on Yi Zhonghai from the Central Courtyard."
"Yeah yeah"
"But you will have good days ahead. I didn't expect that the guy who bought the east wing of the front yard was actually the one who stole Jia Dongxu's blind date."
"hehe."
Yan Bugui rolled his eyes and quickly told Wang Deming righteously: "Comrade Deming, don't worry, I am the one in charge of the front yard!"
"I will definitely not let you be bullied after you move in!"
"Haha," Wang Deming glanced sideways in the direction of the hallway and replied disdainfully, "What's going on?"
"Are there any landlords, bullies, or anti-XX people in this courtyard?"
"Do you think that too few people have been shot under the city wall recently?"
"Um"
"Ah!" Yan Bugui's face changed immediately after these words came out, "Comrade Deming, you can't say this casually!"
"We have good neighbors in our courtyard!"
"hope so"
Wang Deming said something perfunctorily, and went back to his sister's house on Gulou East Street to move some things. This time, he moved a lot of bottles and jars, which made Yan Bugui's eyes light up again. "Comrade Deming, these are all antiques, right?"
"Not really. They are all from after Daoguang and are not worth much."
"That one is worth a few dollars!" Yan Bugui said.
"Click" Wang Deming locked the door and deliberately raised his voice: "This room full of stuff is only worth a few hundred dollars."
"Who made me have such a good sister!"
Yan Bugui was so jealous that he couldn't express it in words. "Comrade Deming, I see you have extra tea bowls here."
"no!"
"Teacher Yan, it's time for you to go to work, right?"
"I have to go to work first, we'll talk later."
Wang Deming did not even give Yan Bugui a chance to speak. He waved his sleeves and left No. 95 Nanluoguxiang, leaving behind a mess.
On the way back to his sister's house, he was still thinking that not only was Qin Huairu not allowed to live in this courtyard, but he himself was not allowed to live here either.
Yan Bugui and Jia Zhangshi alone were already a mess, not to mention the other people in the courtyard.
I have to finish writing the novel "To Live" quickly, then I'll have an excuse to spend money and buy the house in Yongkang Hutong quickly. Who knows, there might be some surprises!
It's a pity that I don't have a computer. I can only write 1 to 2000 words a day at most. If it were in the future, I wouldn't even have a chance to have full attendance. Not to mention full attendance, I wouldn't even have a chance to sign a contract.
If we calculate based on 15 words, it will take at least half a year to finish. No wonder it took previous writers several years to write a novel.
"Sister, please put it down!" As soon as Wang Deming returned to the yard, he saw his sister Yan Baozhen holding a wash basin and preparing to wash clothes.
Wang Deming snatched the washing basin and scolded, "Sister, you are still pregnant and the pregnancy is still young. You can't get tired."
Yan Baozhen smiled and said, "It's okay, there are only a few pieces of clothes, I just rubbed them casually."
"It's still hot, and we can't just leave it like this or it will smell."
"Sister, have Renchun and Yichun been sent to school?"
Yan Baozhen looked back at the north room and said with a wry smile, "No one wants to go. Alas."
"I'll take them to the hospital to visit my stepmother later." "I hope she'll be blessed."
"Um"
"Deming, hurry up and go to the training school. Don't delay." Yan Baozhen reached out to take the washing basin again. "It's okay. Just wash a few pieces of clothes. It won't tire me out."
"But there are so many people in the family, especially the two children's clothes. You can leave them there and I will wash them when I come back in the evening."
"What are you talking about? How can I let a grown man like you wash clothes? I slept late last night and didn't get up today, otherwise I shouldn't have asked you to cook breakfast. Let's go and go to school. It's almost time."
"But today is not the day for my brother-in-law and Grandma Ma."
"Then there's no need for you to go. It's useless even if you go. Didn't Dad tell you to go to school directly after moving your things? Oh, don't just stand there. Going to the court is not a good idea."
"Ok."
Wang Deming pushed the cart out of the door, looked back at his sister who was sitting on a small stool washing clothes, and said, "Sister, I'm going to school now."
Yan Baozhen wiped the sweat and water droplets from her forehead with the back of her hand, waved at him with a smile, and lowered her head to continue washing clothes.
Wang Deming ran and jumped into the car. After he got on the Phoenix car, he drove at lightning speed all the way, thinking about his sister in his mind.
Although there were many people in the family before, Wang Kui was there to help. Now there are fewer people in the family, but my sister has to take care of the whole family alone, and she is pregnant. If one of them accidentally sprains or gets hurt...
The harm to my sister is too great, both physically and psychologically.
And now I am unable to help as I leave early and come back late.
Wang Deming pulled up a bitter smile. Am I going to slap myself in the face so soon?
The only solution now is to let Qin Huairu go to the city to help her sister, right?
Or let the godmother go to the city and let Qin Huairu stay in the countryside? Or the two of them go together?
Forget it, I won't think about it for now. I'll discuss it with my godmother on the weekend.
In front of the People's Court of Xipi City in Tiananmen Square, Old Man Chang and Mr. Rong Siye walked out of the court slowly.
My brother-in-law Chang Youguang and his family of three have been sentenced to two years of forced labor after being convicted of both smoking and harboring opium.
"Did Deming move all the furniture and dishes to his two rooms?"
"Well, as soon as you left, he went out to find his mother and moved away. He was angry that Boss Li was unreasonable, so he moved everything that could be moved from Yard 82."
"Haha, you're still a little childish. There's no need to be angry. After all, Boss Li paid out real money, which helped him out. Besides, he wouldn't have made any money otherwise."
At this point, Fourth Master Rong glanced at Old Man Chang beside him and asked in confusion, "Second Brother, why did you say those words to Deming this morning?"
"And from Deming's attitude last night, it was obvious that he had money in his pocket!"
"Now that there is light in the house, the future must be dependent on Deming for support. Why are you still..."
Old Man Chang sighed and said, "Humanity is as thin as paper! The more you use it, the thinner it becomes!"
"Don't mention that Deming is only Baozhen's adopted brother. Even if he is a biological brother, what's the problem?"
"Given Deming's personality, they will definitely have to take care of themselves in the future. Besides, we still have Baozhen. I'm not worried about that."
"What I'm worried about is that once these two women come out of the cell, they might cause trouble at home."
"Whether it's Guang, Rong, or the old woman at home, that's all they will be like in their lives."
"But Renchun and Yichun are still young. They can only rely on their uncle for the future! Deming's favor must be kept for them!"
Old Man Chang laughed and continued, "How could I not know that De Ming had some money in his pocket?"
"Let's not talk about anything else. The Swiss watch Guang Deming is wearing would cost at least 1000 yuan!"
"Where does he get all his money?"
"Even if I put Yin Changrong aside for the past two years and worked as a tailor with Baozhen and made some money, how much money can I make?"
"And the woolen clothes, coats, and leather shoes hanging in his bicycle closet, all together they must be worth at least 1000 yuan, right?"
Fourth Master Rong clasped his fists in shock and said, "Second brother, so you've already seen it!"
"No wonder your family cares so much about Deming?"
(End of this chapter)