Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

As night fell, the car with its wheels covered in mud stopped in front of the courtyard.

Li Weijun politely invited the driver to his humble abode for a gathering. The driver, named Cheng, was an officer in the personnel department of the steel rolling mill. He was usually Li Huaide's personal driver and was deeply trusted by him.

Knowing the unusual relationship between the uncle and nephew, Secretary Cheng was humble and did not dare to neglect them. He drank a cup of hot tea and chatted about family matters for a while.

Li Weijun stuffed a can into Secretary Cheng's pocket, thinking that he could use his position to let him use the car in the future. After the man couldn't refuse, he happily took it and left.

Using a public bus for personal purposes can be either allowed or not, the key lies in who is using it.

Even if you rush to stuff a can of food into his mouth like a fool, he still won't want to take it. However, it is difficult to write two "Li" characters in one stroke. If Li Weijun really used the car, Li Huaide would probably turn a blind eye.

After seeing Secretary Cheng off, Li Weijun unbolted the door again, lit a lamp and read a classical novel, wondering if Qin Huairu would visit him again in the evening.

However, even until midnight, Qin Huairu did not tiptoe in.

"Alas, she is someone else's wife after all."

He sighed and waited for a moment, confirming that Qiannu did not come to visit, so he had to give up with regret.

In fact, Qin Huairu had a sleepless night.

Not only did Sha Zhu not greet him with a smile as before, he also went back to the house with a sullen face and his lunch bag.

Her husband Jia Dongxu also had many strange experiences. After returning from carrying grain in the morning, he went to the steel mill to report for work as usual, but he did not return all night.

At first, Qin Huairu thought that Jia Dongxu was working overtime to catch up with the progress. However, in the second half of the night, even Yi Zhonghai, who was working the night shift, dragged his tired body and opened the door to enter the yard.

There was still no sign of Jia Dongxu, so he asked Yi Zhonghai where his good disciple had gone.

Yi Zhonghai was also evasive, speaking a few words back and forth and evading the issue.

"Huai Ru, Dong Xu left after finishing the work. He didn't stay with us in the workshop to catch up with the progress. I think he hasn't been in good spirits these days. He just dozed off while grinding parts. He has also started a family. It's hard for me as a master to say anything."

Yi Zhonghai looked at the anxious Qin Huairu with a helpless look on his face, and secretly cursed Jia Dongxu in his heart for being a good-for-nothing. His wife was in confinement after giving birth, but he was not at home all day long and just hung around the gambling table all day long.

It is a sin to mess up a peaceful life.

Seeing that Yi Zhonghai was still covering for Jia Dongxu, Qin Huairu's eyes reddened.

She sobbed aggrievedly, "Uncle, please don't fool me. I knew long ago that Jia Dongxu stole the money from home to the gambling table. When I went to check today, there was not a penny left of the money that Sha Zhu had just borrowed a few days ago. He must have used it to gamble again."

"Well, Huairu, since you already know, I won't hide it from you. Dongxu is a kind-hearted kid, but he has taken a crooked path. Every family has its own problems. He is obsessed with money and is only thinking about winning back at the gambling table."

"Don't you think about it? Nine out of ten times you lose in gambling. I think it's going to be difficult to deal with this kind of situation in your family."

Yi Zhonghai finished his words with a frown, then quietly pointed in the direction of the backyard and lowered his voice indignantly: "If you ask me, this matter is all the fault of Second Uncle Liu Haizhong. If he hadn't taken Dongxu to eat dog meat, this wouldn't have happened."

"Second uncle Liu Haizhong?"

Qin Huairu, with red eyes from crying, keenly grasped the key point of the matter. She glanced at the backyard suspiciously, and then returned to her house with hatred.

They found the wicked mother-in-law Jia Zhang, who was crying like a bereaved mother, and told her about the incident in which the second uncle Liu Haizhong led Jia Dongxu to play Pai Gow.

At this time, Jia Zhang was crying with tears streaming down her face. She held her embroidered pillow and sobbed hoarsely. Her face was haggard and trembling. She couldn't say a few words but kept crying and gasping.

During the day, Qin Huairu said that the money that Sha Zhu borrowed was taken away by Jia Dongxu. Jia Zhangshi didn't take it seriously, thinking that her son was doing important work. She even blamed Qin Huairu for being a daughter-in-law, saying that she shouldn't control how a man takes money and that she was not setting an example of a good daughter-in-law.

However, when she wanted to take some money from her pillow to go to the hospital to buy a bottle of painkillers as usual, she was shocked to find that the thick stack of banknotes she had saved up over the years had disappeared without a trace.

In a hurry, Jia Zhang almost got angry, which made Qin Huairu pinch her Ren Zhong and hit her back.

After finally resuscitating the man, Jia Zhang questioned her confused daughter-in-law, asking her if she had stolen the coffin book from her pillow.

This confused Qin Huairu. Her own evil mother-in-law actually had hidden wealth?

Ever since Jia Zhang used her husband's pension to help her son Jia Dongxu get married and buy household items, she has been asking her family for money on time every month.

Painkillers, some snacks, even a piece of cloth to make some socks or something, all of them went in and not out.

Even when Qin Huairu was pregnant and wanted to eat some sour plums and candied haws, she was sternly refused by Jia Zhang.

He always said that his family was poor and he needed to save more money to support the family.

As a result, he said it openly, but secretly stuffed so much money in his pillow.

Jia Zhang, who had confessed herself, did not care about the embarrassment and hurriedly searched the house. Even her most doted grandson Banggeng was almost forced to wet his pants by her intimidation.

In the end, after eliminating all possibilities, Jia Zhang sadly discovered that the money she had saved with great effort for the coffin might have been squandered by her unfilial son on the gambling table.

When Jia Zhang heard the news Qin Huairu brought back, she was furious.

He was furious and took out his own old spittoon from under the bed. Without waiting for Qin Huairu to stop him, he ran to the backyard angrily.

He kicked Liu Haizhong's door hard and said, "Liu Haizhong, you shameless old man, hurry up and put on your clothes. Liu Haizhong, don't pretend to be asleep. I know you are listening now. If you don't open the door, I will set your house on fire."

Liu Haizhong, who was sleeping soundly in the room, heard the shouting from the yard, but didn't take it seriously at first.

He turned over and was about to take a nap, but was woken up by his second aunt: "Dad, you should go out and take a look. I heard that voice, it sounds like Jia Dongxu's mother. She is capable of doing anything."

After being tossed around by the bangs, he no longer had the desire to continue sleeping.

He casually put on a piece of clothing, opened the door with an impatient look on his face, and muttered, "Sister-in-law, what are you doing? Why are you setting fire to my house in the middle of the night instead of sleeping at home?"

Jia Zhang, who had been waiting outside the door for a long time, opened the door with a dress worn by the second master.

With quick hands and eyes, he poured the nectar in the old spittoon directly onto Liu Haizhong's head.

In an instant, a foul smell quickly swept through the entire backyard.