Siheyuan: My anger system is too good at playing

How to do?
Mrs. Jia Zhang just put Xiaodang and Huaihua to sleep, and she is sitting on the edge of the kang holding shoe soles.

Hearing Qin Huairu's words, my heart suddenly became nervous.

"What do you mean?"

"Missing my little coffin book again, right?"

"Oh, let me tell you, my son paid for that sum of money with his life. Don't worry about it, even if you miss it, you won't leave."

Qin Huairu was very calm, as if he knew her well.

"I'm not thinking about it."

"However, I also want to ask you a question."

"The son's surname is Jia, so the grandson's surname is not Jia?"

"Look at the location where the stick is injured. In addition to the face and hands, look down."

Little bitch, are you trying to trick me again?
I believe in you.

Mrs. Jia Zhang put down the work in her hand and pulled on the sticky pants, wanting to see what was going on.

It's good not to look at it, but when she saw it, she was frightened and said "Oh my god".

"This, this, this, what's going on, this is it?"

"Why is it still hot here?"

"Oh, what did the doctor say?"

"My grandson won't be abolished in the future, will he?"

"If this is the case, then our Jia family will never be seen again!"

Old godmother, it's good to know that you are afraid.

Of course, Qin Huairu would not tell her the truth, and what she said was not a lie, it was just a little exaggerated.

"Didn't I tell you just now? The doctor told me to change the medicine every day. I'm not sure how many days it will take."

Jia Zhang took off her presbyopic glasses and wiped away her tears, "Then go on, and you can't stop for a day."

"If this doesn't look good, what can we do in the future?"

Qin Huairu came over and pulled up Banggen's pants again, and said coldly, "I have no money."

"I have it! I have it! Take my coffin book and go see my grandson!"

"If this doesn't look good, how can I feel sorry for his grandfather after Jia's family is cut off!"

Qin Huairu didn't speak, her chin slightly raised slightly, and there was a hint of complacency in her eyes.

Jiazhang went down to the ground, pulled on his shoes, ran to the cabinet, almost got in, and rummaged through it.

"Is five dollars enough?"

"Not enough, Mom, you don't know how bad the stick is. You have to apply medicine to such a large area, and you have to apply such a thick layer."

"I heard from Shazhu that the medicine money for these two days alone cost almost 20 yuan."

Is this medicine?
It is clearly painted money.

Why didn't you say so much money earlier?

Jia Zhang suddenly regretted it.

"Twenty in two days, why is the medicine so expensive? Is it painted with gold?"

Qin Huairu pointed at the place where the medicine was applied on the stick, and blew softly, "Mom, none of your money was spent on me, it was all spent on your grandson and the Jia family."

"It's about the whole life of the stick, and it's also about the incense of the Jia family. If you don't want to part with these three melons and two dates, then when you go underground, I'm afraid it's not easy to explain to my father and Dongxu."

Jia Zhang glared at her, reluctantly dragged out another sheet of "Unity" from the cabinet.

"I'll give you 20 yuan. You can save some money. How can a child spend so much money on medicine? You must have been cheated by the health center."

"Anyway, I can get these. When the time comes, your father and Dongxu will know that I have tried my best, and they will not blame me."

"If the money is not enough, you can figure it out on your own. Anyway, once your crooked mind comes up, there are many people who are willing to pay you."

Qin Huairu ignored her, picked up the two big unions and stuffed them into his pockets, undressed and went to bed on the kang.

The first party has been successfully beheaded, and tomorrow morning it will be up to General Sha Zhu.

Early the next morning, Jiang Weidong changed to get up at five o'clock.

He looked at the existing supplies in the space, and the food was easy to sell at any time.

But now that the weather is so cold, many people must be suffering from the cold because they cannot buy cotton or make new padded jackets.

Anyway, I sell whatever I sell, and the cotton is nine cents and seventy-one catties, and the income is not bad.

Why would he not do something that kills two birds with one stone.

So, it was the same as yesterday's routine.

When they arrived at Pigeon Market, they brought out five catties of mutton, one hundred eggs, three catties of peanut oil, two catties of honey wine, ten catties of cotton, and a bolt of cotton cloth.

Jiang Weidong originally thought that the food must be gone as soon as he had fun, but there must be a little cotton and cotton cloth left over.

It's not because it's not easy to sell, but because he has limited time.

But this time he was surprised.

In less than 15 minutes, everything was gone.

Cotton, in particular, was the first to be robbed.

"It's too embarrassing. There are still 5 minutes. If we close the stall and go home, the mask will not be maximized."

"It doesn't matter, let's make another five catties of cotton, as much as you sell it!"

Jiang Weidong changed his appearance this time and turned into a young daughter-in-law in her twenties.

He doesn't have a mirror on his body, so he can't see what he looks like, but he should sound like a pretty person.

When he got back the five catties of cotton, a white-haired old man with his grandson came.

The old man was dressed very thinly, and so was the child beside him.

It's probably because there is no cotton ticket at home, and it is too cold to stand up, so I chose to buy it at Pigeon Market.

"Master, do you want to buy cotton?"

The old man was a little hunchbacked. Seeing that the little daughter-in-law had a good attitude, he asked, "How much is this cotton per catty? If I only buy half a catty, is that okay?"

Such a humble tone made Jiang Weidong feel very uncomfortable.

It seemed that he wanted to buy half a catty of cotton to make a padded jacket for the child, but as for himself, he might not care about it.

Jiang Weidong thought for a while, "Grandpa, the cotton is ninety-seven cents a catty, but my cotton is from last year, so it's not very good. If you want to buy it, I'll buy a catty and get a catty free. Anyway, that's all. "

And this good thing?
Today's luck is really good.

For ninety-seven cents, you can buy two catties, the little grandson can make a whole body with only half a catty, and he can make a whole body with one catty.

There is still half a catty left, and when I have more money next month, I can pull some cloth and make another pair of cotton trousers for the child.

The old man twirled the cotton lightly with his hands, "It's such a good cotton, it really doesn't look like it was last year, it must be very warm on the body."

"Son, just as you said, I want a catty."

Without saying a word, Jiang Weidong handed over two bundles of cotton tied with paper rope.

"Master, this bundle is one catty, and two bundles are two catties. I'll charge you ninety-seven cents, which is just right."

The old man nodded repeatedly, and happily left with two catties of cotton.

Jiang Weidong felt much more comfortable looking at the backs of his grandfather and grandson.

He is not the Virgin, but this situation makes him ruthless not to help, and he really can't do it.

At this time, Jiang Weidong also heard the system's notification tone.

He took back the remaining three catties of cotton and unsold cotton cloth into the space.

I want to find a tailor with better craftsmanship when I come back from get off work, and make myself a warm padded jacket and trousers.

There is also a reason for finding someone to do it instead of buying ready-made ones.