Chapter 43: Inescapable Qin Huairu

The onlookers didn't care.

Anyway, they just wanted to watch the show.

Watch the Jia family's show.

Watch the Liu family's show.

Shazhu, however, felt as if struck by lightning, his whole person became dazed.

A rural woman surnamed Qin.

He first thought of Qin Huairu; in his previous life, the blood-sucking Shazhu made Shazhu become an extinct line's scheming white lotus, Qin is not human, Huairu!

In his previous life.

Jia Dongxu's wife is Qin Huairu.

People of the Qin family village.

According to Jia Zhangshi, Jia Dongxu met Qin Huairu during a recent trip to the countryside, and they both took a liking to each other.

Jia Zhangshi disagreed.

Jia Dongxu used this matter to pressure Jia Zhangshi, either marry the Qin woman or marry this prostitute; Jia Zhangshi should weigh it herself.

Ah.

He sighed in his heart.

Some things, even if you are a reborn person.

still cannot control their occurrence.

Qin Huairu is destined to marry into the Siheyuan, destined to become Jia Dongxu's wife, yet Jia Dongxu still cannot escape his early death fate!

Fate.

Without Jia Dongxu's pretextual coercion.

then there would be no Jia Zhangshi being forced to agree.

Jia Dongxu would not die and vanish.

Xu Daming secretly poked Shazhu with his hand.

Shazhu turned his head to look at Xu Daming.

"Shazhu, do you think that Qin woman is good-looking?"

Lecher.

The starting point is different from ordinary people.

If it were someone else.

They think about how to wrap up, how to watch the show.

Xu Daming, however, went straight to the point, directly asking whether that Qin woman is good-looking or not.

"What do you mean?"

"I'm just asking you whether that woman is good-looking or not."

Shazhu thought for a moment, but still couldn't get Qin Huairu off his mind.

The Jia family is an inseparable part of the Siheyuan.

Qin Huairu is also an indispensable important part of the Jia family.

Without Qin Huairu.

The Siheyuan could still be a Siheyuan.

"Xu Daming, playing the hooligan now would get you shot."

"Shazhu, you really underestimate us; we have experience in this."

Shazhu must admit.

Xu Daming really does have talent in this area.

Besides the inability to have children, this bastard, relying on being a film projector operator, being eloquent and not lacking anything, has ruined countless young wives and widows; in two days he settled Qin Jingru, letting Qin Jingru undergo a qualitative transformation; at that time Xu Daming had not yet divorced Lou Xiaoe; truly damn, he braved a rain of bullets, charging forward on the path of ruining women, not caring for his life.

"Do you want to cut in?"

"Look at what you're saying; at the very least I should check whether that person is good-looking or not; if it were Zhu Bajie's second aunt, even if they paid me I wouldn't come."

Zhu Bajie's second aunt.

This is Shazhu's original words, ah.

"Who did you hear it from?"

"It doesn't matter who you heard it from; just say whether that Qin person is good-looking or not!"

"Definitely good-looking."

"Have you seen them?"

Let's see if they're a match in social status.

The reborn Shazhu, although he had only met Jia Dongxu a few times, also realized this reality.

In the Siheyuan, these old and young folks, including Shazhu, were all thoroughly crushed by Jia Dongxu's looks.

Xu Daming has a long face.

Shazhu grew an old man's face, looking several years older than his actual age.

Putting it in modern slang.

Jia Dongxu is just a big handsome B.

Can a woman that a big handsome B takes a liking to be ugly?

"Look at Jia Dongxu, then glance at us, and still need to see that Qin woman?"

"You're no match for Jia Dongxu; I'm about the same as Jia Dongxu."

Shazhu looked at the overconfident Xu Daming, chuckled slightly, "Go get a kitchen knife, shave half off your big donkey face, and you'll catch up to Jia Dongxu's looks."

Then can I still live?

Remove the 'ma'.

You two, behave yourselves.

Yi Zhonghai glared at Xu Daming and Shazhu.

This matter is the mischief caused by Shazhu and Xu Daming.

Elder Uncle, neither Shazhu nor I know where those people came from—they're from the Eight Great Alleys. We only heard about this matter; they brought as dowry pork, white flour, and rice. We thought wealth should not flow to outsiders, so we first helped our siheyuan solve the problem, but in helping the neighbors we made a mistake. Furthermore, we didn't go door-to-door to tell them. If you don't believe me, ask Jia Damei, ask Second Elder Uncle—we told them about this.

This is a dumb loss.

The Jia and Liu families have to eat it even if they don't want to.

Dong Xu, you are now an apprentice worker at Yagangchang, Elder Uncle is your master; study hard, in a few days you'll become permanent. Why don't we find a city girl? It's not that Mom looks down on countryside girls; Mom is thinking for you. If you find a city girl, both of you will have jobs, be dual-income, and our family will be better off! If you find a countryside girl, will you, like Mom, go to the Jiēdào every day looking for odd jobs? That Qin-surnamed girl may be pretty, even a heavenly fairy, Mom still couldn't agree. Listen to Mom, let's just find a city girl.

Shazhu noticed Xu Daming.

This bastard's eyes are about to spit fire.

Lecher.

No hope.

With our situation, could a city woman take a liking to us? I'll go find Director Wang tomorrow and marry that prostitute.

No." Jia Zhangshi became violently angry, her tone especially harsh, "The girl I spoke of is from a respectable family, not from that place."

You're blocking me, you're just reversing history.

If you dare bring that woman through the door, I'll hang myself with a rope.

If you hang yourself, I'll hang too." Jia Dongxu, unyielding, pressing Jia Zhangshi like a needlepoint against wheat awn, pressuring the palace, "There are only two choices: either she's from that place, or it's Huairu!"

Shazhu's heart.

Chilly, chilly.

Huairu.

Up front there's also a Qin.

Qin Huairu.

Qin Huai woman, dust and wind Huairu!

Qin Huairu on both banks of the Huai River!

Qin, the woman of dust and wind, Huairu!

Can't get away.

Qin Huairu is going to marry into the siheyuan, and it's in this manner!

In my previous life I never experienced this pressuring-the-palace drama!

What exactly happened afterward?

Whether Jia Zhangshi agreed or not, Shazhu had no idea; his thoughts and energy were all on Qin Huairu marrying into the siheyuan.

Focusing intently.

He didn't even know when everyone returned home, nor how he himself got home.

Anyway, when Shazhu came to, he found himself already seated indoors, with a terrifyingly huge donkey face opposite him.

How did this bastard get into the house?

Xu Daming also stretched out his right hand, shaking it hard in front of his eyes.

What for?

I thought you'd lost your soul—what's going on? Jia Dongxu marrying that woman named Qin Huairu, you suddenly became absent-minded, thinking about women?

Nonsense!

Shazhu is stubborn as a dead duck.

He refuses to admit it, dead or alive.

Shazhu, do you think I, Xu Daming, don't know anything? With your little thoughts, don't try to fool me—you can't fool me, Xu Daming. Spill it: when did you hook up, how did you hook up, give me an honest confession.

Confess a hammer.

A worthless confession.

Get lost!