Chapter 939

Qin Huairu sat on the side with a cold face: "I have no money! If you insist on me leaving, I can leave at any time."

Jia Zhangshi glared in anger: "You jinx! Your wings have hardened, right! Tell me, do you have someone outside!"

Qin Huairu didn't show weakness: "Whether I have someone outside or not, I won't starve to death if I leave the Jia family. If it weren't for the three children, do you think I would be willing to stay here? Every day

working myself to death, and still having to look at your stinky face and take your anger!"

Jia Zhangshi trembled all over, pointing at Qin Huairu with wide eyes: "You! You! You unchaste bitch! You dare to wrong the Jia family! Dongxu won't let you go!"

At this time, Sha Zhhu walked in with a plate of stir-fried radish: "Aunt Zhang! Qin Jie! You were bullied today, eat some radish to soothe your anger, don't let those bastards and sons of bitches ruin your health."

Jia Zhangshi glared fiercely at Sha Zhhu: "Useless thing, get out of my house. Look at that cowardly look you had today; you aren't even as good as that old thing Yi Zhonghai who is half-buried in the ground!"

Sha Zhhu lowered his head in shame: "That bastard was holding a shovel, I was afraid of hurting Qin Jie if we fought."

Jia Zhangshi spat at Banggeng: "I spit! You are just a coward and a wimp!"

Qin Huairu pushed his shoulder: "Zhhu, don't take it to heart, my mom is in a bad mood. You go home first."

Sha Zhhu turned and left in shame; he had indeed been cowardly today.

But that man was tall and big, with a face full of flesh; he looked hard to recognize, and he was holding a shovel.

Didn't you see that old thing, the Eldest Uncle, get his head cracked as soon as he went up?

I wasn't being cowardly!

I was being rational!

This is called keeping the green hills, not worrying about firewood!

This is called taking a step back, the sea and sky are vast!

This is called sustainable development!

If I rushed up and got hurt, how would I take care of Qin Jie in the future?

Xu Damao returned from outside with pig head meat and teased Sha Zhhu with a grin:

"Sha Zhhu! Aren't you quite powerful! Why were you cowardly today?"

"Your beloved Aunt Zhang and your biological godfather were both beaten! Why didn't you go up!"

"You wouldn't be hoping that Aunt Zhang and the Eldest Uncle get beaten to death, then take the opportunity to inherit the legacy and fly away with Qin Huairu, would you!"

Hearing this, Sha Zhhu was so excited that he blurted out: "Why didn't I think... You are talking nonsense! Grandson, are you looking for a beating again! If I don't beat you for three days, you'll be tearing down the roof!"

Xu Damao retreated a step and shouted like a fox borrowing a tiger's might: "Try touching a hair on me! Believe it or not, my wife will chop you up!"

Sha Zhhu despised him: "Hiding behind a woman, are you even worthy of standing to pee?"

Xu Damao showed off proudly without shame: "I'm willing! You want to hide but can't! You! You won't taste this flavor until you die; you are destined to be a bachelor! Grandson, you just stay sour!"

"Grandson! Today I must beat you until you're covered in bruises!"

Sha Zhhu was furious and raised his fist to rush at Xu Damao.

This was like stabbing a knife into his heart!

This was intolerable!

Xu Damao was both unskilled and loved to play; seeing Sha Zhhu get anxious, he immediately ran away.

For a time, Sha Zhhu chased Xu Damao to beat him, causing chaos in the courtyard.

It wasn't until He Wenjie came out with a kitchen knife that Sha Zhhu retreated in defeat, cursing.

Cao Weiguo looked at this pair of enemies and couldn't help but find it funny.

The two had fought since they were young, and fighting back and forth had left both of them injured.

Why bother?

Xu Damao saw Cao Weiguo and raised the pig head meat with a smile: "Brother Weiguo, I bought pig head meat, let's have a drink together tonight!"

Cao Weiguo smiled: "Thank you, Brother Damao, I have to go out to visit someone in a while, so I won't drink today, next time."

Xu Damao smiled: "Okay, then next time!"

The two chatted for a few sentences, then each went home.

After dinner, Cao Weiguo put on his military overcoat, scarf, and cotton hat, and pushed his bicycle out of the Sihe Academy.

The Eldest Uncle was educating Sha Zhhu in the He family, and seeing Cao Weiguo, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes: "Going out late at night, it's definitely not for anything good. Zhhu, you sneakily follow him and see if you can catch any dirt on that rabbit Cao Weiguo!"

"I'm going right now!"

Sha Zhhu seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, grabbed his green hat, and chased after him.

He hated Cao Weiguo to the bone and was thinking about revenge.

Braving the biting cold wind, Sha Zhhu tracked him like a hunting dog.

Cao Weiguo was a martial artist, and his senses were far sharper than ordinary people.

After noticing someone following him, he rode his bicycle into the alley.

After a dark and confusing detour, he made Sha Zhhu dizzy.

"Where did that grandson go!"

He disappeared in a few moments, making Sha Zhhu hammer the wall in anger.

It was a waste of his life to chase him, but in the end, he lost him!

Wasn't this a waste of his strength!

Wouldn't it be better to use this strength to serve Qin Jie well?

The annoyed Sha Zhhu looked left and right, and then, he was surprised to find that he was lost!

In the dark alley, the winter wind blew, Sha Zhhu's nose was running, and he was turning around in the alley in a bad mood, trying to find his way home...

After shaking off Sha Zhhu, Cao Weiguo hummed a little tune and headed to a pigeon market.

The pigeon market in Xihai had already been raided, and this pigeon market was located at Dinghui Bridge.

The reason he came here was because Liu Shan said there were many Manchus selling "heirlooms" here.

With the end of the year approaching, everyone wanted to have a good New Year.

Cao Weiguo covered his face, carrying a blue cloth bundle, and entered the pigeon market.

He looked around with his eyes, wandering around following the dim light.

When he met someone selling "heirlooms," he would stop to look at the goods if he was interested.

These people were a mixed bag, and the goods were both real and fake.

"Not good!"

Cao Weiguo sighed and shook his head, returning the ceramic bowl to the man wearing a felt hat.

The man in the felt hat talked nonsense, but as soon as Cao Weiguo touched the bowl, he saw it was a fake.

"Comrade! If you don't like the ceramic bowl, then take a look at this!"

Knowing he had met an expert, the man in the felt hat took out another item.

An open-mouthed plate with shallow curved walls, a ring foot, and covered in celadon glaze.

There were four large spur marks in the center of the plate, and the inner wall was carved with a circle of lotus petal patterns. The patterns were clear, concise, natural, and smooth, and four sets of string patterns were also carved from the center of the plate to the rim.

"Comrade! This is a treasure passed down from my ancestors, an Eastern Jin celadon lotus petal pattern plate... If it weren't for the family running out of food, I would never..."

Cao Weiguo said decisively: "Three yuan!"

The man in the felt hat shook his head like a rattle: "No, no! This is a treasure passed down from my ancestors... Comrade, I can see you are a blessed person, please have pity on my family of over a dozen people...!"

Cao Weiguo wasn't a novice; he had heard this kind of script too many times and made a move to return the plate to the man in the felt hat.

The man in the felt hat retreated half a step: "Okay, okay, okay! I can see you are a fated person! Hey! I have failed my ancestors!"

Money and goods were exchanged on the spot!

Cao Weiguo put the plate into his cloth bundle and turned to disappear into the darkness.

The man in the felt hat held the money, feeling indescribably uncomfortable.

Although this plate wasn't an heirloom, it was something he had put a lot of effort into collecting.

Before the founding of the country, it could have been exchanged for at least one large gold bar.

Unfortunately, he was born at the wrong time!

Right now, the world had changed!

These unseen antiques and cultural relics weren't even as fragrant as pig intestines. ===== CHAPTER 941 =====