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Chapter 916 Xu Damao Has a 'Son', Stupid Jealousy
"Zhou Chen, is this your motorcycle?"

"Xiao Zhou, yes, I just got a motorcycle."

"Handsome, really handsome."

"Doctor Zhou, this motorcycle is quite expensive."

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As soon as Zhou Chen came out, the onlookers around the motorcycle asked all kinds of questions, chattering very loudly.

Zhou Chen responded casually, and then asked, "Does everyone not go to work in the morning?"

Everyone was also curious and envious. Seeing that Zhou Chen didn't want to say too much, they all dispersed. There were only a few young people staring at the motorcycle with bright eyes, wishing to have a good time riding it.

But they all know that this motorcycle is not something they can afford to pay for, so after looking at it, they can touch it at most, and dare not do more.

Seeing this, Zhou Chen didn't care. Although this motorcycle is not cheap, to be honest, he really didn't care too much. He has owned countless luxury cars, so this motorcycle is really nothing.

If it wasn't for convenience and cars were not easy to buy, he wouldn't buy this motorcycle. The safety of motorcycles is really far worse than that of cars.

Brush your teeth, wash your face, cook...

There were many people beside the motorcycle at the door. This one left, and that one came to have a look, especially the children in the yard, who looked and touched curiously, but they were quickly taken back by their own adults. .

This is a motorcycle. If it is damaged by their own children without paying attention, they will not be able to pay for it.

At Xu Damao's house in the backyard, Xu Damao is eating breakfast. He is working in a movie theater now, so he doesn't have to go to work early.

Qin Jingru picked up a meat bun and handed it to his son sitting next to him.

"Mom, I can't eat anymore."

A childish voice sounded, and Xu Jinghua frowned, looking at the steamed stuffed bun handed over by her mother with a look of disgust.

Qin Jingru touched his head: "You just ate one, and you will be hungry at school later."

Xu Jinghua is her son who was born six years ago. He is six years old this year and is in preschool. He will be in first grade after the summer vacation.

Xu Jinghua could only look at Xu Damao as if asking for help: "Father, I really can't eat anymore."

When Xu Damao heard this, he immediately said with distress: "Son, if you can't eat it, you won't eat it. You are the same. My son can't eat it anymore, so you let him eat it."

He was dissatisfied, and Qin Jingru was still dissatisfied.

"You still have the nerve to talk about me, not that you always say that you need to let your son eat more, so that he can grow taller if he eats more."

"One yard is worth one yard. If you eat more, you have to be able to eat it. If you can't eat it, you still have to eat it. That's called hard work. That's all right, give me the bun."

Xu Jinghua immediately handed the steamed stuffed bun to Xu Damao with wide eyes, Xu Damao laughed fondly, and ate up the steamed stuffed bun in two or three bites.

"Dad is amazing."

His son's praise made Xu Damao even more happy and proud. He went out to buy this bun early in the morning, and bought it for his son.

Since Qin Jingru gave birth to a son for him, all his expectations and tenderness have been given to his son, and Xu Jinghua has lived up to his expectations. Although he has been mischievous since childhood, he is still very sensible at home. The mouth is very sweet.

Not only him, but even his parents are hurting to the core. Parents who didn't come here once a month before, now come here every now and then just to see their grandson, and they don't come empty-handed every time. Bring something in a small bag.

"My Xu Damao's son is smart, follow me. Fortunately, I drove away Lou Xiao'e back then, otherwise there would be such a cute and sensible son."

He felt that he was too wise. Lou Xiaoe's inability to have children was not his problem at all, but Lou Xiaoe's problem. Fortunately, he believed in Zhou Chen back then, thinking that Lou Xiaoe was fine.

How should I say now, he has a son, what about Lou Xiaoe?

That guy Zhou Chen is a quack doctor.

Qin Jingru touched the back of his son's head and sneered when he heard Xu Damao's self-satisfaction.

Whether Xu Damao can give birth, she knows best, and only she knows how her son came about, anyway, it has nothing to do with Xu Damao.

Look at my son, he has been handsome and smart since he was a child, how could Xu Damao, with his big face, give birth to such a beautiful son.

However, Xu Jinghua's birth has brought her great benefits. Now in Xu's family, she is the well-deserved boss. Even Xu Damao and his parents are very polite when talking to her now, and they will not treat her like they did before. Seriously, bad words.

"Da Mao, my son is going to be in the first grade soon, don't forget to buy him a new schoolbag."

"Don't worry, my son can still be worse than others? Not only new schoolbags, but also clothes, pants and shoes. By then, we will buy new ones, good ones."

Xu Jinghua immediately shouted happily: "Okay, I want to wear new clothes, I want a new schoolbag, Dad, you are so kind."

"Son, just tell Dad what you want, and Dad will buy it for you."

"Hmm." Xu Jinghua straightened her head.

Qin Jingru said with a serious face: "After elementary school, you can no longer play like crazy like now, you have to study hard, and you will be admitted to university in the future, you know?"

Xu Damao looked disdainful: "I'm still taking college entrance exams. I've given up on college exams for a long time. Son, when I grow up, my father will entrust you with the technology of playing movies. You must be more promising than my father."

Xu Jinghua is still young, she doesn't understand the words of the two adults, she only knows how to nod mechanically.

Xu Damao suddenly said: "Zhou Chen's grandson bought a motorcycle. I saw it when I went out just now. It is indeed new. This grandson is really rich enough."

Qin Jingru looked like you asked the question knowingly.

"My Zhou Chen's salary is now at the sixth level, eighty a month, and he often sees patients, so it's normal for him to be rich."

"Master Fuck, I..."

Xu Damao was about to swear, Qin Jingru immediately slapped him: "The child is still here, don't swear."

If there is no son, Xu Damao will never let Qin Jingru's attitude, but with the son, it will be different. He still counts on Qin Jingru to take care of his son, because he knows very well that he must have no time. The energy is in charge of the son.

So even if Qin Jingru is getting stronger and stronger now, he didn't say anything.

"Understood, I just want to say, Zhou Chen has been so arrogant these past few years, why no one has dealt with him."

Qin Jingru glared at him dissatisfied: "What are you talking about, Zhou Chen is fine, and he didn't mess with you. Don't forget, our son has been sick several times, and Zhou Chen took care of him. In this area, you can find A better doctor than him? Even if you have conflicts with him, you can't delay our son."

Xu Damao muttered and underestimated a few words, saying that for the sake of his son, he just endured it.

In this courtyard, the first thing he hates is Sha Zhu, and the second thing he hates is Zhou Chen. He wants to get rid of these two people in his dreams, but unfortunately he has not been able to do so.

"If it wasn't for our son, I would still be able to afford a motorcycle."

Because of the special nature of his work, he has many opportunities for extra money, so his family is not short of money. In the entire courtyard, they are also high-income families.

Qin Jingru's eyelids moved: "What kind of motorcycle do you want? Motorcycles are too dangerous, but bicycles are still safe."

After eating, Qin Jingru helped Xu Jinghua get dressed, Xu Damao pushed the bicycle, and took his son out.

Xu Jinghua is in preschool now, and he happens to have to go to work, so he takes it to school every day, and Qin Jingru will take it when he is not free.

Although Xu Damao is a very bad person, he really loves him to the bottom of his heart for his 'baby son'.

As soon as he took his son to the middle courtyard, he saw He Yuzhu walking out of the house.

"Hey, Xu Damao, take your son to school? Come on, kid, call me uncle."

Xu Jinghua called obediently: "Uncle Silly Zhu."

"Okay, really cute."

He Yuzhu said to Xu Damao: "Xu Damao, can't you teach your son something good?"

Xu Damao looked at He Yuzhu contemptuously: "Why, aren't you a silly Zhu? If other people can call me, so can my son. When you have a son, you can call me whatever you want him to call me."

Speaking of this, he suddenly paused: "Oh, I said something wrong, you don't have a son, yes, you don't have a son, haha..."

He Yuzhu's face became gloomy in an instant. In the courtyard, he had been hanging and beating Xu Damao all the time, and he also felt that he was better than Xu Damao in every way.

But in recent years, he has been ridiculed by Xu Damao all the time, and it was a ridicule that he could not refute. Even if he taught Xu Damao a few times, the anger in his heart still could not be relieved.

Seeing He Yuzhu's dark face, Xu Damao was not to mention how happy he was. Using his son's point of view to stimulate He Yuzhu has never been disadvantageous. This is also his greatest advantage and pride when facing He Yuzhu.

"Xu Damao, can you shut that stinky mouth of yours?"

Qin Huairu came over and scolded Xu Damao.

Xu Damao also gave her a contemptuous glance: "I said silly Zhu, do you feel bad? If you feel bad, then give him a son, but at your age, can you still have one? Haha..."

Xu Damao happily left with his son, leaving He Yuzhu with a gloomy face and Qin Huairu with an angry face.

"Hey, you look like a villain."

He Yuzhu was extremely angry in his heart, he was being suppressed by Xu Damao in terms of having a child, this was something he could not tolerate.

"Qin Huairu, what's the matter with your cousin? Xu Damao and Lou Xiao'e haven't had a child for several years. Why did she have a child with Xu Damao? Maybe this child is not Xu Damao's."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Don't talk nonsense about such baseless things. It's so ugly when it gets out. What will others think of us?"

Qin Huairu hurriedly stopped He Yuzhu's unrestrained speech: "Xu Jinghua doesn't look like Xu Damao, but all boys look like their mothers. You can see that he looks quite similar to Jingru."

She never doubted this, because Qin Jingru had no reason to do such a thing, but she never thought that He Yuzhu's venting words would guess the truth by mistake.

He Yuzhu snorted coldly and said, "I just can't understand Xu Damao's self-satisfied appearance, Mr. Uncle, who looks like he can't give birth. Qin Huairu, after we get married, you must give me a son and fight for me." This breath."

Qin Huairu's expression changed slightly. She knows her own situation best. She is already in her forties. In theory, it is possible to get pregnant, but her situation is special and she thinks a lot.

Her three children have not succeeded yet, so she pointed at He Yuzhu and dragged her. If she gave birth to He Yuzhu's child, what would happen to her three children?
Compared with the children who don't know if they may exist, of course, the three children they have now are more important.

She thought so in her heart, but she said: "Birth, of course we have to give birth, but we are not married yet, how can we give birth?"

He Yuzhu said firmly: "Don't steam the steamed buns to save your breath, get married, let's get married quickly, and have children after we get married."

Qin Huairu rolled her eyes at him coquettishly: "Get married, how can we get married? The stick is still stubborn, if we don't persuade him, we won't get married at all."

He Yuzhu said anxiously: "Qin Huairu, according to what you mean, if you disagree for a day, we will never get married?"

"I don't mean that, I mean, we have to find a way to convince the stick."

She had this plan in mind, but she knew that she couldn't tell He Yuzhu that, she had to keep him steady, if He Yuzhu got angry and found someone else, then their family would really be in trouble.

"We must convince him. If it doesn't work, let me come. I don't believe that I can't deal with this little bastard."

Qin Huairu was taken aback by He Yuzhu's tone, and quickly persuaded: "Silly Zhu, don't act recklessly, you know the temper of a stick, if you force it, something will happen."

He Yuzhu's expression became even more gloomy when he thought about the incident when he was still young and ran away from home.

"It's still Xiaodang and Huaihua who are filial and sensible, let's not talk about it, and go to work."

Qin Huairu also had to go to work, so he followed He Yuzhu.

The matter of the two of them has already been made public in the courtyard. After all, He Yuzhu's salary is received by Qin Huairu on his behalf, so what can be said about this relationship.

On the surface, no one in the courtyard said anything, but secretly, many people murmured that Qin Huairu had tricks, that Shazhu was really stupid, and that he was being played around.

He Yuzhu's conditions are really not bad. Even in the capital, he is at least at the mid-range level, and he is still a bachelor. He was hanged by a widow for eight years without getting married, and let people control his finances. This is a normal man What can be done?
Passing by the front yard, He Yuzhu saw many people gathered around Zhou Chen's house looking at motorcycles, with disdainful expressions on their faces.

"Why don't you just buy a motorcycle, what are you showing off?"

Qin Huairu patted him: "Keep your voice down, you can die if you don't speak."

But He Yuzhu's words were still heard. Yan Jiefang, the second child of the Yan family, turned his head, put his hands on his chest, and looked at He Yuzhu with the same disdain.

"Shazhu, don't tell me, if I have a motorcycle, it will definitely show off more than this. If you can afford a motorcycle, I admire you too."

He Yuzhu snorted coldly: "I want you to admire? That's all you know."

After finishing speaking, he walked out with Qin Huairu. Seeing Xu Damao proud, he was upset, and seeing Zhou Chen buying a motorcycle, he was equally upset.

Xu Damao and Zhou Chen are the two people he hates the most in this courtyard.

Qin Huairu, on the other hand, looked back at the motorcycle enviously. She always thought that Zhou Chen would be the most promising person in their courtyard.

Facts have proved that she guessed right. After so many years, she lived in the same hospital and knew very well how good Zhou Chen's living conditions were. Now she even bought a motorcycle.

She had thought more than once that when she first met a man like Zhou Chen when she went to the city, her later life would not be so miserable.

She has the confidence, courage, and ability to hold He Yuzhu, but she doesn't have the courage and confidence to hold Zhou Chen. Zhou Chen is different from He Yuzhu.

Zhou Chen has had breakfast and is also preparing to go to work, but he is not planning to ride a motorcycle. The rolling mill is not far away, and the time difference between walking and riding a motorcycle is almost the same.

After locking the door, Zhou Chen walked to the motorcycle and said softly to the young people, "It looks fine, but don't move around. If it breaks, I'll have to find you guys."

"Don't worry, we'll just take a look, don't do anything, Brother Zhou, when you are free, go out for a ride and take us to take a look."

"Okay, when I have a rest, I'll take you guys out for a drive."

"Yeah."

Several young guys nodded excitedly. Some of them belonged to No. 95 Courtyard, and some came from other courtyards to join in the fun. For guys of their age, the attraction of motorcycles is still very huge.

(End of this chapter)