Siheyuan: I am the neighbor of Silly Zhu

Chapter 1496
Messy decorations.

Clothes and pants littered.

The stick curled up like a helpless person in a cage.

When he saw Qin Huairu, his eyes were full of mottled expressions, either sarcasm or nostalgia
"Why are you throwing things around?"

Qin Huairu bent down, picked up the trousers on the ground, folded them neatly, and put them into the rattling wooden cabinet, half of the outside glass had been shattered.

The rest are covered with newspapers.

"Why did you come here?"

Stick stem did not answer Qin Huairu's question, but hid under the blanket, with messy hair, gray spots, and too many wrinkles left on his forehead by the years.

"Come and see you."

In the dim room, Qin Huairu was sitting on the edge of the bed panting. He was getting old and in poor health. After tidying up the house for a long time, he was already too tired to stand upright.

Leaky glass.

The north wind blows.

It seems to be mocking the fate of the stick.

In a leaky house.

Might be able to accommodate people.

Ge Yuzhen left early, and didn't come back at night, as if this wasn't her home at all, it was just a hotel where she could come and have a look at any time.

Qin Huairu had long expected such a day.

Stick stems are a burden.

Not everyone has her patience and can keep waiting for the stick to get better.

"You go to Xu Damao's newly opened restaurant to eat delicious food, how can you think that there is a disabled person like me in the house?"

Snow in June.

Not as good as today's words.

The fingers of stick stems are dark.

Fingernails pick teeth.

Is this a complete abandonment?
"I'm afraid you're going to mess around."

"Besides, if you go to Xu Damao, you may not be welcome."

words of explanation.

Maybe it's because Bang Geng listened too much, but instead he stared at Qin Huairu quietly with some sarcasm.

"Don't you despise me ashamed?"

He knows everything.

Even if he did something wrong, but the only thing is that he just doesn't know how to change it, and he doesn't want to change the current situation. Obviously, he can immediately correct the evil and return to the right, and follow behind Sha Zhu.

Be a cook.

feed yourself.

However, he still felt that it was a bit tiring. It was not as good as when he was a child, he could have endless candies, and someone would pay for whatever he wanted, even if it was the antique calligraphy and paintings in Xu Dongqing's house.

sell away.

No one will say a word 'no' more.

"No one will spoil you."

Qin Huairu secretly wiped away a tear from between her brows.

Don't know when.

The stick has become rebellious, she may lack caring, plus when Jia Zhang keeps saying bad things in the middle.

Everything is almost preordained.

People's hearts change.

Everything is not back on track.

"Don't cry like a mouse here, fake mercy!"

The stick is a little angry.

The violent eyes stared at Qin Huairu's back, revealing an embarrassing expression.

"This is all your fault."

Stick's trembling finger, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but it didn't point to 3 Qin Huairu's body, but to the missing corner of the window.

The north wind blows.

The temperature inside the house has dropped a bit.

Stickman unconsciously wrapped the quilt around his body.

"Don't think about those nonsense things."

"My mother doesn't ask you to be famous, I just ask you to be safe and well, and when I grow old, there will be a close person by your side to take care of you, and I don't have long to live."

Qin Huairu said silently.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Cough!

On a snow-white handkerchief.

Contaminated with a mournful blood-red plum blossom.

"what happened?"

Sticking looked at the gray-haired Qin Huairu with an expression of disbelief.

"tired."

"My heart is always heavy, how can I not get sick?"

Qin Huairu seemed to be talking about a trivial matter.

Light mouth.

Only Bang Geng seems to feel that the sky is falling. Although he has a lot of resentment towards Qin Huairu, he still takes good care of him on weekdays. If Qin Huairu leaves.

What about his situation?
OK.

Dragging a pair of disabled legs, is it possible to go outside to beg?

"No!"

"You must be lying to me."

"Why is there something wrong with your body?"

Stick Terrier doesn't want to accept the fact at hand.

Shouted silently.

With muddy tears, hiding under the blanket, she didn't dare to look at Qin Huairu at all.

Now he can still have Qin Huairu watching, what if he leaves?

"child."

"do not worry."

"People will leave one day."

"Should not be."

The stick stem hiding under the quilt revealed a pair of ferocious blood eyes.

"You can make silly Zhu responsible."

Ha ha.

Accompanied by a sneer.

Qin Huairu's complexion gradually turned pale.

"He doesn't have much ability to help me anymore. If he can persist for a day, it's a day." Qin Huairu looked at all the sticks that would only push the responsibility to other people, for so many years.

I have not learned to be responsible for myself.

Blindly shirk responsibility.

When there is no one around him anymore, that is when he is alone and helpless.

Do you still have to go begging on the street?

"Will not."

"Silly Zhu, he loves you so much. And Xu Dongqing, isn't he still staying in Sijiu City?"

"He can't abandon you."

self-mumbling.

A bit of a messy stick.

advised.

"There is no chance."

"Silly Zhu, he has no ability."

"As for Xu Dongqing, maybe he doesn't have that idea at all. We owe him too much, and we may not be able to pay it all in the next life. Can we still expect him to take care of me?"

Qin Huairu looked bitterly.

Looking out the window.

A waning moon.

On the broken window, a ray of moonlight can still be seen, clearly seeing her pale face.

"them?"

Don't know what to say?

He's not stupid, it's just that he doesn't want to face this cold reality.

"Won't help."

"Unless Xu Dongqing takes care of me like a big mother, but what about you?"

"especially you."

"Xu Dongqing won't help you at all."

Qin Huairu said bitterly.

"Why didn't he help me?"

stick stem asked.

It's just that he didn't know whether he was asking himself, Qin Huairu, or Xu Dongqing. Unfortunately, Xu Dongqing was not here, but at Han Chunming's home.

help?
Getting married soon.

Naturally, you need friends and relatives around you.

"Why else?"

"It's not that you disappointed him too much. The value of those antique calligraphy and paintings has already exceeded what I paid. If you didn't sell them cheaply, they would be worth it now."

"Our family can live a prosperous life."

"That's just a drop in the bucket."

The stick objected.

"But it's not yours."

"Why do you ask Xu Dongqing to manipulate life according to your wishes? He is also a living person, not a tool."

"I don't agree."

The stick is hiding in the bed.

Enduring the pain in his knees, he was sweating profusely.

Qin Huairu stood up indifferently, although she was utterly disappointed, when she saw that Bang Geng still put her life's important affairs above Xu Dongqing's pity.

Go to the door.

lock the door!
Unconvinced!
This is not an excuse to coerce others to help, but no one knows about her difficult situation, she wants too much, and no one can satisfy her, looking at the lonely Third Master sitting on the ponytail at the door.

There was a cold wind.

"Third Master, why haven't you slept yet?"

Qin Huairu sat beside Yan Bugui.

Faintly looking at the busy traffic in the alley, young people in twos and threes, when walking arm in arm in the alley, they still showed a pure smile, without their dirty calculations.

more often.

Maybe he didn't even bother to look at them.

"I'm waiting for someone."

With cloudy eyes, Yan Bugui tightly held the crutch in his hands, but he still refused to give up.

"Yan Jiefang!"

Qin Huairu smiled.

In the helpless smile, filled with endless sadness.

"Ah."

"You don't have enough capital to bring him back. If you have, will you give it to him?"

Qin Huairu asked back.

A car drives by.

There was a splash of water.

In a muddy alley.

I don't know when it began to drizzle.

"People's hearts cannot be measured by money. I am their father." Yan Bugui may have been mentioned to a painful point, and the tone of being strong on the outside but dry on the inside is full of too many meanings that are difficult to understand.

Ha ha.

"Third Master, go home."

"If they are willing to go home and take a look, then you won't sit on the bench at the door, but cook the dishes at home and wait for Yan Jiefang to serve them."

"The whole family was talking and laughing and looking out the window."

"A romantic life."

Hey!
"The mistakes at the beginning were always made inadvertently, but when I wanted to make up for it, there was no chance to make up for it." Yan Bugui held his crutch tightly.

Stand up slowly.

Sudden.

A dark shadow.

Help Yan Bugui up.

Dressed in pitch black.

Wearing a black hat.

It's just that there is a faint scar on his face.

"Why are you back?"

A warm current.

Let Yan Bugui's heart completely warm up.

"Come back and live for a while."

"I have been wandering outside a lot by myself, so I still want to go home and have a look. Although your old lady is stingy, it is better than me renting a house alone." Yan Jiefang smiled mockingly.

last resort.

Still reluctant.

Just in a thought.

Like how to think.

Xu Dongqing is right: people not only look at the immediate interests, but also the hundred years behind them.

Although Yan Pugui has done many wrong things, there is one thing he cannot refuse, and that is the fetters of blood.

"Good to be back."

Qin Huairu looked a little nervous.

Half a step behind, he held the pony tightly in the palm of his hand, looked at the back of the third master, and felt a little inexplicable regret.

"Sister Qin, don't worry."

Yan Jiefang turned around.

The vicissitudes of life looked at the gray Qin Huairu.

"I'm not here to ask you for anything."

"Since the old man has promised you and made a written statement, you can treat it as one more person to eat, and an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks. I have my own job and can support myself."

Yan Jiefang let go of Qin Huairu's guard.

"Where are you talking?"

Qin Huairu forced a laugh.

"I'm happy for the third master."

The mottled door could not withstand the erosion of the years in the end, and the half-open door collapsed when they entered the house, just like it was many years ago.

Not much better?
But where could it be the worst?

When Shazhu came back at eleven o'clock in the evening, he looked at the collapsed gate and looked at the top of his head. The gatehouse could hardly hold on, and it was still leaking muddy water.

Sigh.

When I returned to the house, I saw Qin Huairu making the bed. The house was very lively before, but now there are only the two of them left.

It is no coincidence.

The people in this yard are basically like this.

"came back."

Qin Huairu poured Shazhu a glass of cool white water, and took off Shazhu's coat by the way, and threw it in the basin, waiting for Shazhu to wash it tomorrow.

"Why didn't you ask me where I went?"

Silly Zhu hesitated.

"Where else can I go?"

"It's just because of the matter between the third master and Yan Jiefang, which made you fall in love with the scene. It is also a good thing to go to He Zhe's house, see your children, and walk around more."

Qin Huairu squeezed Sha Zhu's shoulders.

The smell of oily smoke.

Instead, it made her feel at ease.

"Tell you good news."

"Yan Jiefang has moved back to live. Money is not everything. There is true love in the world. It can only be said that Xu Dongqing has been a villain for a while."

"Yan Jiefang figured it out."

It surprised Silly Zhu.

A few years ago.

It's time.

But any heartless words can be said, and they will not be seen in this life. This is the most hurtful thing he has ever heard.

"Alright."

"Third Master has always wanted to live a life of family reunion. Yan Jiefang came back, which is considered a good start. If Second Master's family also comes back, then our life will only become easier and easier in the future."

Silly Zhu also felt sincerely happy for them.

Everything is turning in a good direction.

"Who said no?"

No sleep for one night.

Some are happy and some are sad.

Last night.

When Liu Haizhong saw Yan Jiefang came back, he felt a momentary comparison, so Liu Haizhong wanted to call Liu Guangqi immediately and ask him to come home, even if he left all his savings to him.

But this was stopped by the second aunt in the end.

People who can't be counted on.

So what if you come back.

Is it boring to live together?
"Old Yan, you got up early."

Liu Haizhong watched Yan Bugui get up early and was tidying up the room next door, with an envious expression on his face.

"Liberation is back."

"Isn't the room next door always empty?"

"Clean up."

Yan Bugui raised his head and showed a simple and honest smile.

Only between bangs and brows, there was a touch of sadness.

A filial son is born under the stick!
He didn't see an obedient child come back to see him, even if he came back once a month, he would cherish it very much, to book a big restaurant, and everyone would eat and drink together.

Life also has a rush.

Instead of facing a life of sorrow and resentment every day.

Can't see my future.

Dying life.

Always have a head.

"let me help you."

Liu Haizhong also wanted to know what Yan Laoxi said to Yan Jiefang to make Yan Jiefang come back happily.

Dusty interior.

Yan Jiefang was sweeping the floor, and the third mother took out the new quilt sewn a few years ago and spread it on Yan Jiefang's new bed.

(End of this chapter)