Chapter 265

Yan Fugui narrowed his eyes, staring fixedly at Qin Huairu, waiting for her to give a concrete answer.

There is reason to suspect Qin Huairu's motives.

If Jia Zhangshi were truly caught for the reputation of greedily taking Huaihua's upkeep fees, the light sentence would be ten years' imprisonment, the heavy one would be eating peanuts.

The biggest obstacle to Qin Huairu's remarriage would also dissipate.

As everyone knows.

The biggest beneficiary behind an event is often the mastermind behind it.

Jia Zhangshi was one day.

Qin Huairu would then be under Jia Zhangshi's control for a day, she could not remarry while bringing the Jia family's work, and Yan Jiecheng could not marry the Jia family widow Huairu.

But we cannot let Jia Zhangshi just be ruined like that.

Jia Zhangshi still has her value.

Yan Fugui thought for a moment, just about to speak a few words to exonerate Jia Zhangshi, when he saw the street office bringing two comrades walking in from outside.

Liu Haizhong went up to meet them, gave a brief introduction of the situation on the spot, and during it pointed his finger at Jia Zhangshi and Qin Huairu.

Although the two Jia family widows didn't hear what Liu Haizhong said, they also inferred a few points from his pointing at them, and their faces turned grim.

Jia Zhangshi was worried that the matter would be exposed, that she would have to go underground work, and she was thinking that when people later asked her the reason, she must grit her teeth and use the excuse of losing money to exonerate herself.

Cannot speak the truth.

Speaking the truth would mean going down below.

Qin Huairu's heart, however, rose with a faint sense of relief; just now Yan Fugui's questioning, she really didn't know how to answer, her persona had collapsed, saying anything, the neighbors would not believe.

She gave Jia Zhangshi a glance to signal.

Jia Zhangshi let out a wail, lunged at the street office, and clung to its leg.

"Director Wang, you finally came, my old woman is as good as dead, I lost the money, the 1,500 yuan that Yi Zhonghai left for Huaihua's upkeep, my old woman lost it, how useless I am, I actually managed to lose the money, Director Wang, you must help me find the money back."

The weeping Jia Zhangshi.

Really a snot-and-tears mess.

"I thought keeping the money at home wasn't safe, so I wanted to deposit it in the bank, but who would have thought, before I even got to the bank, the money was lost; I might as well die."

If seeking death, then seek death.

Why are you banging your head against Director Wang's leg?

It's obvious you don't want to die.

Xu Daming's playful gaze.

He glanced at Jia Zhangshi.

Laoqianpo is also quite shrewd, actually able to come up with an excuse of depositing money in the bank.

Xu Daming will not speak the truth.

Some things.

You simply cannot explain them clearly.

Xu Daming exposed Jia Zhangshi's several attempts to find a god-child to exorcise ghosts; he himself also deliberately took detours to do some shady things, like scavenging tickets on the black market, etc.

Don't end up losing the rice while trying to steal a chicken, only to ruin yourself in the process.

Xu's father told Xu Daming a few days ago that the steel plant was about to undergo a major upheaval, urging Xu Daming to quickly think of a way to divorce Lou Xiaoe, and furthermore warned him not to cause complications.

His father's words.

Must be listened to.

Xu Daming looked on with a squinting smile as Jia Zhangshi, Qin Huairu followed the street office and the comrades away.

The two Jia family widows left first.

The overtime-working Shazhu returned afterward.

Seeing the neighbors all crowded in the central courtyard, he stopped his bicycle and squeezed into the crowd.

Couldn't sleep.

And had no means to pass the time.

Could only chat idly with the neighbors.

"Old-timers, aren't you sleeping yet? What time is it now? Is there any news? Come, let's hear it."

"\"Shazhu, just talking is boring. \" Yan Fugui seemed not yet accustomed to his role as Second Steward; at the slightest disagreement he demoted himself a rank, saying, \"The Third Elder's meaning, you understand. \""

"\"Second Steward, I understand your meaning, I'll wait. \""

Shazhu was also pleased.

He took down the lunchbox hanging from the handlebars.

He opened it in front of the neighbors.

Under the light.

It was a half-full lunchbox of melon seeds.

"\"Today I helped someone prepare a feast; the host gave me nothing but some melon seeds. Neighbors, don't disdain them, don't complain they're few; whoever wants to eat, come take some. \""

"Now the siheyuan has twenty-five households in total, each household has someone in the central courtyard; each person grabbed a handful of melon seeds, none ate them, all tucked them into their pockets."

"Shazhu previously perhaps didn't understand, thinking the other party was being a little pretentious, not eating the melon seeds but still wanting to take them home."

"After becoming a father."

"He understood."

"Having a concern in his heart, he also acknowledged this simple paternal love, saved the limited supplies, brought them home for the children to eat; a handful of melon seeds is not much, each child gets just over ten, barely enough to stave off hunger."

"Take out the melon seeds."

"It's not to show off how incredibly awesome Shazhu is."

Pure emotions have arrived.

Again, something let the neighbors see what was inside his lunchbox.

It was clear that things were about to change.

Need to make a foolproof plan.

Can't let the neighbors think Shazhu brings meat dishes home every day.

Seeing there were still some melon seeds in the lunchbox, Shazhu poured them into the hands of the people from the two families who had more children.

"Lao Yang, Lao Ma, you two families split this bit of melon seeds."

"Zhuzi, you have none left."

Shazhu waved his hand: "Yu Li is doing the month, can't eat; Weiguo is only a few days old, also can't eat; I'm a cook, smelling the food is enough for me; take it."

Yan Fugui didn't envy Lao Yang and Lao Ma for getting more melon seeds.

The things belong to Shazhu; he gives them to whoever he wants; what he cares about is that Shazhu prepares the feast for others, while the host provides only melon seeds.

According to the old rules.

A chef like Shazhu at least needs a lunchbox of meat dishes, and that kind where meat accounts for seventy percent.

"Shazhu, San Daye was still wondering what kind of meat dish, whether to bring a bottle of liquor, but the result was melon seeds."

"Almost couldn't even get the melon seeds."

Everyone became interested.

Gossip has no gender requirements.

"Forget it, I won't say it; I guess you'll know tomorrow; anyway, what were you saying before I came in?"

"Talk about the Jia Family's affairs."

Shazhu sucked in a breath of cold air.

The Jia Family.

What happened again?

Since the day he was reborn, the Jia Family's affairs seemed never to stop; most of the things in the Siheyuan were either unrelated to the Jia Family or caused by them.

A typical trouble-maker.

"Go on."

"Not eating your melon seeds for nothing; you're not here today, the Jia Family had a big incident, Jia Zhangshi and Qin Huairu were taken away."

They were taken away.

Why were they taken away?

"Yi Zhonghai left two thousand for Huaihua; the old lady took five hundred; the remaining fifteen hundred was left for the Jia Family; Jia Zhangshi said she lost the money; just now in the courtyard she caused a scene with the neighbors; a kind-hearted neighbor informed the Jiēdào and the comrades, and they took Jia Zhangshi and Qin Huairu away."

Yan Fugui changed his tone.

"Shazhu, tell us, did Jia Zhangshi really lose the money or fake losing it?"

Shazhu didn't fall for Yan Fugui's trick; the slick fellow interjected: "Weren't they taken away by the comrades? Whether they really lost the money or faked it, we have to wait for the comrades' conclusion."

"You."