Chapter 137: Neither taking initiative nor refusing, but must be responsible

Lin Shengli's mouth corner twitched slightly, he took a thin blanket and covered Lou Xiao'e with it, then walked out.

After leaving the inner room, he came to below the window, looked outside for a while, confirmed no one was there, then opened the door and went out.

This sneaking around is quite stimulating.

However, next time we can't do this here; the risk is too high.

Leaving Xu Damao's home, Lin Shengli couldn't help but think to himself.

Of course.

He will not take the initiative.

This is his principle.

However, he will not refuse either.

As for responsibility,

Since she has become his woman, he will certainly take responsibility.

If he cannot give her a title, at least he must ensure his woman has food and clothing without worry.

Moreover, she should be able to share his love.

At the same time,

The Jia family.

Qin Huairu and Jia Zhangshi both couldn't sleep.

Qin Huairu lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

Jia Zhangshi sat on the bed, not wanting to sleep.

Qin Huairu's mood is very complicated now.

Regarding Shazhu being injured like this, possibly unable to have children in the future, she is excited.

Because Shazhu cannot have children, no woman would be willing to marry him.

Thereafter, Shazhu's property and house would likely all belong to Bang Geng.

However, Bang Geng made a big mistake tonight, throwing the table leg at Xu Damao.

Precisely because of that table leg, Xu Damao knocked Shazhu unconscious with one blow.

If Shazhu later pursues the matter, he will surely blame Bang Geng.

Will he still willingly be their long-term meal ticket then?

As for Jia Zhangshi,

Her inability to sleep is due to being too excited.

Because Shazhu helped Bang Geng pay the tuition, they saved two yuan and five mao.

As for Shazhu suffering serious injuries, still lying in the hospital, even lacking money to pay the hospital fees, she doesn't care.

After Qin Huairu returned from the hospital, she explained to Jia Zhangshi what had happened tonight.

Bang Geng also helped explain, after which Jia Zhangshi stopped pursuing it.

However, she still suspects that Qin Huairu and Shazhu have some issue.

However, she also does not want to press Qin Huairu too hard.

Now Qin Huairu has entered the factory, grasping the family's financial authority.

If Qin Huairu is really driven away, she would be left dumbfounded.

So, tonight's matter is temporarily set aside.

After thinking, she looked at Qin Huairu and said:

"I say, since we saved two yuan five mao in tuition, let's go all out, ah."

"Spend one yuan five mao, take some cloth, and make a new set of clothes for each child."

Qin Huairu said nothing.

She continued: "On New Year's Eve night, be more generous, spend eight mao five to buy a catty of meat."

"Have a good stewed meat meal, add some radish, potato is fine too."

"You wouldn't believe it, but that radish, if it soaks up the meat flavor, wow, it's even more fragrant than meat."

"Just thinking about it makes me drool to death."

Qin Huairu thought to herself: "All you know is eating; you've gotten so fat, yet you're not afraid of people gossiping."

"Everyone else is thin, but in our family there's no one thin; people have started gossiping, yet they're still thinking about eating."

Qin Huairu thought, and her face inevitably darkened.

Jia Zhangshi looked, displeased: "How come? Shazhu is injured and hospitalized, you don't seem happy?"

"Or is it because Shazhu paid Bang Geng's tuition that you're unhappy?"

Qin Huairu: "No."

"I'm thinking that our life from now on will probably get harder and harder."

Jia Zhangshi: "You make it sound like our life has been easy."

"Which day isn't hard to get through?"

"We can't even eat something good."

Qin Huairu let out a long sigh and said: "No."

She now feels her urge to complain is bursting.

There are too many points to complain about.

But she dares not.

Because if she speaks, Jia Zhangshi will argue with her.

Jia Zhangshi: "It's fine if there isn't any. Shazhu being hospitalized is his own fault; among so many unmarried young women he doesn't care about, he instead cares about a widow who has given birth to three children—really shameless."

Qin Huairu couldn't help but ask:

"What's wrong with having given birth to three children? What's wrong with being a widow?"

"My conditions are better than many unmarried young women."

"Besides, widow, you aren't also a widow?"

"How can you still look down on widows?"

Jia Zhangshi: "How come I look down on widows?"

"What I mean is that Shazhu should care about those unmarried women, not you."

Qin Huairu: "Alright, I won't discuss this with you anymore, lest we argue again."

Jia Zhangshi: "If we're not discussing, then we're not discussing; if you really can't sleep, get up and help me sew the shoe soles."

"By this year's end, we have to get the three kids new shoes."

Qin Huairu: "You still have the nerve to say that."

"How long have you been sewing these three pairs of shoes?"

"It's been at least three or four months, right?"

Jia Zhangshi angrily: "You, what do you mean?"

"I've been doing it for three or four months; I'm not old, my eyesight is bad, so I'm a bit slower."

Qin Huairu: "Alright, go to sleep."

"Don't wake the kids."

The next night.

A coworker gave Qin Huairu a piece of clothing they no longer wear.

Qin Huairu worked through the night to alter it, intending to make a garment for Jia Zhangshi.

Today Jia Zhangshi didn't speak to her all day, staying sulky.

She also thought, hoping that this might make Jia Zhangshi stop being sulky.

It's almost New Year; if we keep being sulky, the holiday won't be peaceful.

Jia Zhangshi was sleeping soundly when the sound of the sewing machine turning woke her up.

Angry, she got up and shouted:

"I say, how can you be so heartless?"

"At this late hour you still won't let me sleep; you're doing this on purpose, aren't you?"

Qin Huairu, suppressing her anger, said:

"Alright."

Then she stood up, handed the clothing to Jia Zhangshi, and said:

"Try it on; this is the clothing I altered for you."

Jia Zhangshi glanced at the clothing in Qin Huairu's hands, gave a cold snort, and said nothing.

Qin Huairu had no choice but to put the clothing on the table by the bed, and said:

"You can try it tomorrow as well."

"It's too late now."

"If it doesn't fit, we'll have to alter it again tomorrow."

Jia Zhangshi snatched the clothing and threw it to the ground, speaking angrily:

"I won't wear unclean clothing."

Angry enough that Qin Huairu wanted to slap her.

However, she ended up restraining herself.

She picked up the clothing from the ground and said:

"What are you doing?"

"What part of it is unclean?"

"This is something my coworker gave me because they saw I was in difficulty."

"I just thought to alter it for you; the color is quite nice."

"The clothing is also quite new."

Jia Zhangshi: "Hmph, I don't wear old clothing."

Qin Huairu: "......"

Jia Zhangshi: "If Dong Xu hadn't left, would you treat me like this?"

"During the New Year, giving me old clothing to wear—only you would do that."

Qin Huairu: "Isn't our family in difficulty?"

"To outfit each of the three children with a new set of clothes would leave us penniless."

"If we also get you a set, we'll have to drink the northwest wind."

"Besides, don't I also wear old clothing?"