Siheyuan: Becoming a cadre after graduating from technical secondary school

Sha Zhu was stunned for a moment, then said with both anger and emotion: "I'm so unlucky, and you still want to marry me? Aren't you afraid that I will pass on my bad luck to you?"

Zhao Xiaoyun said coquettishly: "Others say that I am unlucky in marriage, but you don't care."

"But, but, I really made a big mistake a few years ago, and it's too late to regret it now."

"Isn't it just to give the child to Xu Damao? I knew it a long time ago."

After hearing what Zhao Xiaoyun said, Sha Zhu was shocked at first, then he felt relieved and asked in a low voice: "When did you know?"

"Just after we went to an uncle's house for dinner, I felt that you were absent-minded. I asked you what was wrong but you didn't tell me, so I went to Yu Shui to find out."

Zhao Xiaoyun sighed and said, “Don’t blame Yu Shui, as a woman, she knows how important a child is to a mother.

I was very angry when I heard that, but Yu Shui kept begging me not to break up with you, and I did have some real feelings for you, so I did nothing. I just wanted to see when you would confess to me. "

Sha Zhu asked tentatively: "What do you think now? Are you really willing to..."

"I'm not willing to give up anything. If anyone dares to take my child, I will fight him to the death!"

Zhao Xiaoyun pinched Sha Zhu's waist fiercely, and said angrily: "You are really stupid. When he was pursuing me, he knew to change restaurants when there were too many people. Now that it involves children, you don't know how to adapt? Doesn't he just want a child to carry on the family line? He must have your child!"

Sha Zhu's eyes lit up: "You mean..."

"That's right, it's what you mean. Isn't Xu Damao getting a divorce? When he gets divorced, you and the uncle can think of a way to find him a widow with a boy!"

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"Lou Xiao'e, I'm telling you, I'm going to get a divorce!"

"Xu Damao, I'm exhausted after a day's work. I asked you to find me something to eat, but you want to divorce me?"

Lou Xiao'e, who was wearing a blue floral top and looked like a porcelain doll, looked at her man in disbelief. After a long pause, she said bitterly, "You are just afraid that our family will implicate you."

"I'm just worried that your family will get me into trouble, what's wrong?!"

Now everyone can see that the Lou family's old-fashioned ship will sink sooner or later, and Xu Damao is too lazy to pretend at this moment.

"Lou Xiao'e, let's be honest. You know how I've been living these past two years. It doesn't matter whether you're here or not. I haven't enjoyed the blessings of your Lou family. Why should I fight the disaster with you?"

Lou Xiao'e responded disdainfully: "If you had divorced me two years ago, I would have respected you a little more.

Your sister's job, the gifts you've given away over the years to build relationships, and the money you've spent on coaxing girls out there, aren't they all from us? You want to live like this, so who can you blame?"

",,,Whatever you say, I don't want to live with you anymore. Take away all the things you hid in my house as soon as possible, otherwise if someone finds out, you will be a burden to me."

After Xu Damao left home, he walked to the central courtyard angrily and happened to meet Qin Huairu hanging clothes.

Originally, he was going to leave, but suddenly he thought of a figure he had been flirting with for a long time without any results, and he felt itchy in his heart, so he took the initiative to approach and start a conversation.

"Sister Qin, you're still washing clothes so late. It's really hard work."

As Xu Damao spoke, he looked into the Jia family's house in a frivolous manner. This strange look quickly attracted Qin Huairu's attention. She replied unhappily, "If you know how hard it is, why don't you come over and help me? Why are you looking into my house? Do you want to be a thief?"

"Look at what you said. I just wanted to see if your sister was there."

It would have been fine if Xu Damao hadn't said anything. When he said that, Qin Huairu immediately became alert: "Are you talking about Jingru? Jingru is in the countryside. I tell you, even if she is with me, it has nothing to do with you."

After saying that, Qin Huairu looked at the lights still on in the Xu family, with a mocking expression on her face: "Don't forget, you still have a wife."

Xu Damao's eyes flashed with a hint of gloom, but he still smiled on the surface. He walked forward to help Qin Huairu squeeze out the wet clothes and asked in a low voice: "If I don't have a wife, can you introduce Jingru to me?"

Qin Huairu was slightly surprised when she heard this and asked, "Are you really planning to get a divorce?"

"Bao Li, I will make it clear to her that I have broken up with her within a week at the latest!"

Xu Damao patted his legs and said earnestly, "Sister, I know what you are thinking, but Lin Zongxuan has brought his girlfriend home now. Look at me, I am not much worse than him."

Qin Huairu rolled her eyes when she heard this, picked up the porcelain basin and left, saying, "Then let's talk about it after you leave."

After returning home, Qin Huairu fell into deep thought.

What Xu Damao said was not without reason. Lin Zongxuan was indeed good in every way, but he had a girlfriend after all. She had also met that girl. Except for age, she was much better than Qin Jingru in every aspect.

If she were a man, she would know what to choose.

As for Qin Jingru, if she must marry into the city, it would be better for her to marry into the Hongxing Courtyard, so that she can better subsidize the Jia family.

There are actually not many people in the hospital who are suitable for Qin Jingru.

Originally, Shazhu was also a candidate, but he has a partner now, and he looks like he is aiming for marriage.

Among the rest, Xu Damao seemed to have the best conditions after his divorce. Moreover, his parents lived far away, so Jingru could be the head of the family after she married in, and she wouldn't have to be bullied by her mother-in-law like her.

Putting aside Qin Huairu who was still daydreaming, Xu Damao, who had been waiting at the gate for a long time, finally saw the person he was waiting for. He immediately went up to him and said to him in a flattering manner, "Second uncle, you just got off work? You are indeed a leader. Your awareness is higher than that of ordinary workers like us."

Liu Haizhong stopped the car, glanced at Xu Damao, and said slowly: "Xiao Xu, isn't the title of Second Uncle a bit outdated?"

Xu Damao was stunned and immediately apologized: "Look at my memory. I forgot such an important thing. Well, I apologize to you. From now on, I will call you Team Leader Liu."

Liu Haizhong nodded in satisfaction. Just as he was about to push his bicycle away, he was stopped by Xu Damao again.

"Second uncle, no, Team Leader Liu, I have two bottles of good wine left for you at home. If you go any further, Third uncle will be waiting for you at the door. It will be inconvenient for us to talk."

"Look at this old Yan. He knows I got promoted and he keeps trying to curry favor with me. Okay, let's talk about this."

The two stopped again. Xu Damao thought for a moment and asked through gritted teeth, "Team Leader Liu, do you think a porcelain bowl can be paired with a wooden spoon?"

The second uncle replied doubtfully: "That's definitely not possible. Wooden bowls go with wooden spoons, and porcelain bowls go with porcelain spoons. Why are you asking this?"

"I am the porcelain bowl." Xu Damao pointed at himself, then pointed at the courtyard and added: "Lou Xiao'e, I am the wooden spoon."

"We two, one is a member of the working class, and the other is the descendant of an evil capitalist. Do you think we can be a good match?"

Liu Haizhong finally understood what was going on and said, "I see. You want to divorce Lou Xiao'e, right?"

"Team Leader Liu is really observant."

Xu Damao smiled and flattered her, then continued, "You don't know that Lou Xiao'e and I are not compatible in terms of values ​​or other aspects. I have wanted to divorce her for a long time, but she has rarely come home in the past two years. Now that I finally caught her at home, I was thinking whether I could take this opportunity to divorce her."

"Leave, must leave."

The second uncle said firmly: "We must stand on the opposite side of all the old forces and must not have anything to do with them!"