Scholars in the courtyard

Chapter 790

"Hey, silly Zhu, be silly!"

Xu Damao snatched the test sheet, and seeing Sha Zhu's stunned expression, he was indescribably happy.

Being bullied by Shazhu since he was young, that's miserable, and now his daughter-in-law finally got some relief.

Just like Shazhu, let alone a son, even a daughter-in-law is enough. I guess he doesn't even know what it's like to be a woman.

haha~

Xu Damao was complacent, and made up his mind to let this idiot be a bachelor for the rest of his life.

From this day on, Xu Damao will gain the upper hand.

"Silly Zhu, it seems that you don't understand, you are doomed to be a bachelor just like you."

Afterwards, Xu Damao sprayed at Shazhu for a while, feeling complacent, and then left.

And from the beginning to the end, Sha Zhu was immersed in his own world.

He, Shazhu, is about to have a son.

He was sure that what was in Qin Jingru's belly was his seed.

Although the body was a little bit overwhelmed that day, although one was missing, there was still one that could be used.

And it turns out, one can get pregnant too.

Besides, that bastard Xu Damao would never be born.

And Qin Jingru's pregnancy must be his.

He is a fool, he has a queen, and he is worthy of the old He family!

The joy in my heart appeared instantly, and I saw Xu Damao leaving triumphantly.

Then, think of something.

He knows about this son, even Qin Jingru knows about it, but the others don't.

Can't know.

Otherwise, this son might not be able to get out!

Thinking of this, Sha Zhu suppressed the ecstasy on his face again, and his face became sad again.

It's just that I feel even more proud of Xu Damao's deadly enemy. What's wrong with you having a son?
That's Laozi's seed, the blood is all from the old He's family, it has nothing to do with you silly Mao.

Just obediently raise a son for me.

wait to grow up
Haha!

Silly Zhu wanted to laugh, but he was afraid of being found out, so he had to hold back, he could only hold it in his heart for a while.

Yi Zhonghai on the side bowed his head to eat when Xu Damao came over, and ignored Xu Damao.

How can he accept that Xu Damao, an extinct family, has a child?
Why did Xu Damao have a son?

Why can't he?
Qin Jingru can get pregnant, why can't Qin Huairu?
Could it be that Qin Huairu didn't want to have a baby?
Yi Zhonghai fell into doubt for a while.

"Master, I'm leaving!"

Silly Zhu didn't eat anymore, he wanted to find a place where no one was around, and laughed heartily.

Far away, Sha Zhu grinned.

"I have a son!"

"One by one, doesn't it mean that I have no family? Doesn't it mean that I can't find a wife?"

"Just wait for me."

"Xu Damao, Yang Xiaotao, Yan Fugui..."

"Wait, watch with wide eyes, hahaha!"

Silly Zhu laughed wildly against the wind, not feeling that the wind was choking at all.

"I have a son, I have a son!"

Lowering his head and muttering, Sha Zhu suddenly felt a surge of hope.

With a son, he is no longer an extinct family, no longer a loner.

It's just that the son knows what happened in the future, what if he doesn't recognize him?
In those years, it was not uncommon for children who were taken away to live a good life with their adoptive parents, and they didn't want to admit to their biological father Luopo.

He didn't want his son to despise him and deny him.

He even didn't want to share his son with that bastard Sha Mao.

Besides, in case this matter gets out, he must have this son, but how can he support his son now?

There is also his mother, if Xu Damao finds out, he will take care of everything.

But now, he doesn't even have a house.

How to do?
No money, no house, no status, how to raise a son and daughter-in-law?
For a moment, Silly Zhu was defeated by reality, and his eyes became dull again.

For a long time, Sha Zhu looked at his hands.

With one hand, the workers raised tall buildings on the ground.

With the help of the cook, the harvest will be guaranteed in both drought and flood.

It's not that he has nothing. He still has the ability to cook, which will be passed on to his son in the future, and it will be enough to gain a foothold in these four or nine cities.

Just like his father He Daqing.

Thinking of the old man who carried everything for him, Sha Zhu suddenly felt a surge of pride. If his father can do it for his son, then he can also fight for his son.

"From today on, I, He Yuzhu, have to cheer up, save money for my son, and buy a house for my daughter-in-law!"

On the other side, Xu Damao was also full of fighting spirit.

In his opinion, if Qin Jingru can give him one, he can give him a second.

It's best to be like Yang Xiaotao, pregnant with twins, have three sons directly, and become a beautiful existence in the courtyard.

For the sake of his son, Xu Damao also worked secretly in his heart. He wanted to work hard to earn money, and he wanted to earn a fortune for his son.

At the very least, it can't be worse than the people in the courtyard.

And this first step is to gain a foothold here.

Compared with a courtyard house, this kind of countryside is more suitable for a person like him.

Xu Damao had already made up his mind last night. While there are still a few months left, he will establish a good relationship here. He can't be a projectionist at the rolling mill, but he can be here. There is no projector in this factory, and his family has one. ah.

As long as everything goes well, he's still a projectionist.

His son will also be a projectionist in the future.

In the courtyard, Mrs. Jia and Zhang sat on the bed and looked at Qin Huairu. The two of them sat awkwardly for half an afternoon. It seemed that it was almost noon, and they hadn't even cooked yet.

This morning, I met Xu Damao running out insanely, holding the laboratory test sheet in his hand, telling everyone he met that he had a son, which shocked the people in the courtyard.

Don't come out with a lunatic again, can there still be peace in the courtyard?
Fortunately, they knew what was going on, and everyone was relieved, it was just a son, and it seemed like someone didn't have one in the yard.

The others didn't care, but Jia's family was struck by lightning and couldn't believe it.

Didn't you say it was fake?How did it come true?
Jiazhang looked at Qin Huairu, opened his mouth but still didn't say anything.

Qin Huairu is cursing in his heart at the moment, this Qin Jingru is really nothing, she is obviously pregnant, why are you looking for her?

Not to mention the hard work, but also cheap for the unscrupulous doctor who issued a false order.

As a result, the benefits are only those three melons and two dates. If you take advantage of less, you will suffer.

In the future, there will be no handle, how can it continue?

"Huairu, don't think about it, hurry up and cook, you see Xiaodang Huaihua is hungry."

Jia Zhang reminded, Qin Huairu touched the tears of grievance, nothing went smoothly in this life.

It's hard to get married, but the person who abandoned him has become a prosperous and successful person.

After finally having a child and a happy family, the man died.

It was hard to find someone to take over, but that person was arrested and sent to a labor camp.

Let go of the shame in my heart, thinking that I can live a good life this way, but in the end I was fired, and I was full of calculations in the end.

Looking at the smiling faces of the people in the rolling mill yesterday afternoon, Qin Huairu felt the injustice of fate even more.

Why, everything is not going well, why is it her?
"I went to cook."

After wiping his face, while Jia Zhang sighed, he walked to the face jar, opened the lid, and looked at the thin layer inside.

It's the Chinese New Year, and there's nothing to eat at home.

I couldn't hold back the tears any longer, and slammed them into the noodle jar.

……

yangjiazhuang

Yang Xiaotao drove the jeep slowly into the village at a slow speed.

Ran Qiuye was holding the Dragon Boat Festival in the back. It was his first time riding in a jeep, and the excitement on his face hadn't diminished.

On the co-pilot, Wangcai was lying on the seat, with his head on the window, sticking out his tongue and licking the glass from time to time.

"Wangcai, sit down. You're blocking my mirror!"

Yang Xiaotao reached out and pushed Wangcai's head aside, then looked back at his wife and son.

"How's Dragon Boat Festival?"

Ran Qiuye looked at his sleeping son and shook his head, "I'm tired from the trouble, I'm asleep."

"Haha, it's the first time I ride a car, I guess it's because of the excitement."

"How about you, okay?"

Ran Qiuye smiled, "It's okay, but the legs are a little uncomfortable."

"I've entered the village, I'll be home soon, and I'll be able to do some activities when the time comes."

As Yang Xiaotao said, he tried his best to control the car and move forward smoothly.

Soon, someone appeared in front of the car, Yang Xiaotao took a look and stopped the car.

"Stone!"

Looking at the curious Yang Shitou, Yang Xiaotao pulled down the glass and greeted Yang Shitou.

"Tao, Brother Tao!"

"Oh, you drove back, the jeep, it's so beautiful!"

Yang Shitou was driving the donkey cart with a pile of firewood behind him.

"Sister-in-law, you are back too. The school students miss you these days!"

Seeing Ran Qiuye showing his head, Yang Shitou hurriedly greeted him.

Ran Qiuye smiled, "School is on holiday?"

"Let it go, let it go early. There are a lot of children in the village these days, and they are making noise everywhere after they don't go to school. I can't control it!"

Yang Shitou said with a smile, looking at Yang Xiaotao with admiration.

In the past few years, Jeeps have been driven.

"Stone, where is Grandpa?"

"It's in the village. A few days ago, it was said that you would not come back and wanted to see the Dragon Boat Festival."

"Okay, I'm leaving first, and I'm going to drink at home at noon."

"Hey, good."

The car started and ran slowly along the road.

Along the way, Yang Xiaotao ran into villagers from time to time and greeted them one by one, feeling like returning home after being rich.

At noon, Yang Xiaotao hosted a banquet at home for Yang Dazhuang's ninth uncle, Yang Shitou and Teacher Hong, while Ran Qiuye, accompanied by several women, walked around the village.

Now that the school is on vacation, the teacher has also returned home, and it is empty. Ran Qiuye walks around and asks about the situation in the coming year.

Yang Dazhuang's wife doesn't know much about it. She just heard that the school will expand its enrollment next year. There are more and more school-age children these years, and there are not enough classrooms.

Ran Qiuye frowned. With more students, there will be a bigger gap for teachers, and the consumption of materials is not a small amount.

However, she can't control this matter, let her man worry about it.

Yang family.

Yang Xiaotao took out the wine he brought back, and Yang Shitou took it and announced it to several people.

Teacher Hong looked at the food on the table, picked up a piece of pork head with chopsticks, "Xiao Yang, your cooking skills are amazing, and the masters in Sijiu City are not bad either."

Yang Xiaotao smiled, "I don't dare to compare with others what you said."

Mr. Yang nodded, his teeth are not very good, so he can only eat the braised pork on the side.

"Teacher Hong, don't praise him. You won't be afraid of other people's gossip when you see him burn the buns and drive back."

Mr. Yang said angrily, eat as you like, but there are still some things that should be said.

Yang Xiaotao didn't dare to explain, because the grandpa thought it was wrong no matter what.

Just listen to it.

Teacher Hong smiled and interrupted, "No, no, this pig's head is not something an ordinary chef can handle well."

"Look at the top, the fur is cleaned, the meat is handled professionally, and the tongue, ears..."

"Tsk tsk, if I didn't know that you are a worker, I would really think you are a cook."

Yang Dazhuang also said, "Yes, I will pass on this craft in the future, so I don't have to worry about the children having nothing to eat."

"Isn't that right, brother Tao, you can pass it on to my kid. When the Dragon Boat Festival comes to the factory, my family will cook for you."

Yang Shitou also smiled, and Mrs. Yang's face was full of flowers, and he still agreed with Yang Xiaotao's ability to bloom.

Of course, it is best to have more sons.

"Your skill is to be passed down. When the time comes, all the children in the family will learn it, and our Yangjiazhuang will be considered as talented."

Yang Dazhuang said with emotion, these years, their Yangjiazhuang has watched Yang Xiaotao rise step by step with their own eyes.

Even with his help, it has changed from a grain shed village to a surplus grain village, not to mention his contribution to the country, and now it has become a well-known farm.

A few days ago, Fatty Ding asked him to give a report in the town to tell other villages how their villages have changed over the years.

He thought about it, but he really didn't say anything, because everything in their village was because of Yang Xiaotao.

It's that simple.

One person attains Taoism and ascends to heaven, that's all.

(End of this chapter)