Xu Damao frowned, smoking a cigarette.

The whole house was filled with smoke, and he smoked one after another.

Finally, he pinched his cigarette butt: "I told Shazhu that he would not agree, and you still have to come to him to beg him."

"Is it all right now? It's a shame, the matter hasn't been done at all."

Xu Damao's mother sighed and remained silent.

"Who is to blame for this matter... Isn't it because you offended Director He?" Yang Dahong leaned on the chair, shaking quite comfortably.

Xu Jizong stood beside her, looking at the melon seeds in her hand.

Seeing him like this, Yang Dahong snorted: "You are not filial at such a young age, you want to grab these two melon seeds from your mother?"

Xu Jizong was very wronged: "I didn't eat it, you just ate it, Mom, give it to me."

"Eat, eat, eat a fart!" Yang Dahong said impatiently, peeled off the skin of the melon seeds, and ate them in one mouthful. The greedy Xu Jizong burst into tears.

Seeing her grandson being wronged, Xu Damao's mother shook her head angrily: her son is useless and has offended others, and now the family is struggling to make ends meet; the daughter-in-law is like this, not even taking care of her own children.

This is our house... what's wrong?
In fact, Xu Damao's mother had thought about this answer many times.

In addition to feeling that He Yuzhu shouldn't be offended, there was another point, the more she thought about it, the more reasonable she became.

In the past, the daughter-in-law there, Lou Bancheng's daughter, Lou Xiao'e, was lucky for wealth, even though she was barren. She was a little god of wealth.

The current daughter-in-law is like a plague god.

Our Xu family sent away the God of Wealth and ushered in the God of Plague, so how can we not be unlucky?

The point is that the God of Plague brought a good grandson, but he couldn't send him away. This is really worrying!

Xu Damao's mother sighed and opened Yang Dahong's snack box.

"Grandson, don't worry, grandma will bring you something to eat."

He stretched out his hand and felt it was empty, then stretched out his hand again and felt it was empty again; Xu Damao's mother looked down and saw that the whole box was empty.

I was even more troubled in my heart: "Yang Dahong, you spend a lot of food, so you have to leave some for the children, right?"

"Our family, Xu Jizong, is at the age when he is greedy and acting like a baby. We can't let the child never see any snacks, can we?"

"Hey, look at what you said, look at He Yuzhu's house in the middle courtyard, the three children are not allowed to eat snacks." Yang Dahong said.

Xu Damao's mother didn't know what to say.

These words, my heart is too numerous!

He Yuzhu's family eats delicious food and drinks every day, and the child has all kinds of snacks he wants, but he doesn't want the child to be too fat, and he doesn't want the child to have broken teeth, so he controls the child's snacks.

Can it be the same as ours?Barely filling his stomach after eating, he managed to get some food, and it all went into Yang Dahong's mouth, and the child couldn't eat anything!
How wronged this child is!
The family was relatively speechless, and Xu Damao and Xu Damao's mother had long since despaired of Yang Dahong's mud.

But Yang Dahong said one thing: "My mother's family may have a better life in the future. I will go to my mother's house every now and then to have a meal and save food for our family. Do you think it is okay?"

Yang Dahong wants to go back to her mother's house every now and then?
When Xu Damao and Xu Damao's mother heard the words, they both wished they could clap their hands and applaud—you hurry up, don't be so close, it's best not to come back!
"That's a good idea!" Xu Damao's mother almost beamed with joy, suppressing her laughter, "It also lightens the burden on our family!"

Xu Damao was also happy in his heart: It's best not to put this eyesore in front of me!

Because Xu Damao doesn't have that need, even a young girl like Yu Haitang can't make him fall in love again, not to mention Yang Dahong, an ugly, loose-crotch junkie, who is facing a life every day. Rotten peach full of bugs, disgusting.

However, Xu Damao was surprised when he was overjoyed: Yang Dahong's parents' house, a bunch of slackers, can life be easy?
impossible?

If their family's life is easy, shouldn't I please a little bit so that my family can also live a good life?

"That...Yang Dahong, what's going on? How did your mother's life get better?"

Yang Dahong said: "My two elder brothers were sent to the farm to be reformed because of their idleness. Of course, it is a good thing that there are two less food in the family."

"Coupled with my parents doing a little work every month, it will definitely be able to eat twice a day."

"In the past, when we went, we would give them some food and drink; this time, I can eat and drink with them!"

When Xu Damao saw her talking, his eyebrows were beaming, he was not worried about his two brothers at all; he also thought of Yang Dahong's two idiot brothers, one of them stabbed Yang Dahong out of the warehouse for the first time.

I can only feel speechless, it's not that the family does not enter the house...

……

In the middle court, after Xu Damao's mother and Xu Damao were sent away, He Yuzhu and Qin Jingru were also planning matters.

"The neighbors in the courtyard are guessing that maybe you helped You Fengxia arrange work."

"I think Xu Damao's family also guessed the same way, so they moved their minds."

Qin Jingru said.

He Yuzhu nodded: "Almost, it should be like this."

"If it wasn't for Xu Damao's bad intentions, it's not impossible for me to raise my hand and make their family live a little better."

"It's a pity that their family has too many thoughts; the things they did before are sinister and vicious, and they are no longer trustworthy. Now that they are desperate, they seem to be working steadily."

While talking, the three children said they were sleepy, so Qin Jingru and He Yuzhu coaxed the children to sleep together.

Just as the child was put to sleep, there was a light knock on the door.

"Director He, are you asleep?"

It's the third master, Yan Bugui, and the third mother.

He Yuzhu opened the door and asked the reason, but the third master didn't go around in circles.

Because Yan Jiefang basically cut off contact with the Yan family, the third mother and the third master were really uncomfortable, so they came to He Yuzhu to talk about it, and it was best to find a way.

After all, Yan Jiefang was He Yuzhu's subordinate in the rolling mill; when he was in the courtyard, he kept calling "Brother" to He Yuzhu, listening to He Yuzhu in everything, even his own brother Yan Jiecheng couldn't get this kind of treatment.

If someone could convince Yan Jiefang, or at least figure out the reason, the third master and his wife would feel a little more at ease.

"Speaking of which, our family didn't abuse Yan Jiefang very much... like Liu Guangtian, he was beaten all day long and was not given good food. He has no relationship with Liu Haizhong, I can understand."

"But Yan Jiefang, why is this? I didn't even think about it."

He Yuzhu said calmly: "Third Master, I probably know what Yan Jiefang is thinking."

"I'll only send you a message once. I don't care if he wants to come back and recognize this family."

"It's still the same sentence that persuaded you before, don't calculate people's hearts; it's okay to calculate outsiders, but calculate your own family, can you really calculate it cheaply?"

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