Ever since Qin Huairu married into this courtyard, Sha Zhu had tried his best to please her every time he saw her and had never said such words. No wonder she was stunned at this moment.

She stood there for a while before she reacted. Her eyes and nose turned red instantly, and tears of grievance fell one by one like beads with broken string, and then she started to cry.

When Sha Zhu heard the noise, he looked up in confusion. When he saw that it was Qin Huairu wiping her tears, he was very shocked. He had never seen such a scene before. He quickly stood up with a somersault.

He walked to Qin Huairu and asked anxiously, "Sister Qin, what happened? Why are you crying?"

Qin Huairu wiped her tears, looked at Sha Zhu leisurely and said, "Zhu Zi, I was just asking casually, why do you have to be so mean to me, wuwuwu..."

Sha Zhu then realized that it was the words he had just blurted out that made her sad. Looking at Qin Huairu's pitiful appearance with tears in her eyes, Sha Zhu felt so distressed that he wished he could sew his mouth shut.

He comforted Qin Huairu with a few words and told her that he was just upset and that he spoke without thinking, and that it was not directed at her, so she should not think too much about it.

But Qin Huairu was immersed in sorrow and ignored him at all, still wiping away tears from time to time.

Sha Zhu tried to coax her for a long time, but there was really no other way. He thought about it, raised his hand, slapped himself and said:

"Sister Qin, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have spoken to you in that tone."

"Since we have known each other for such a long time, please forgive me and don't bother with me, okay?"

Qin Huairu saw Sha Zhu's nervous and serious face through her fingers, and knew that her goal had been achieved and it was time to quit while she was ahead.

She wiped her tears and said in a sobbing voice: "Zhu Zi, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but sooner or later you will offend everyone with your bad temper. Who will care about you then?"

"That's because I don't want to bother with you. If I really do, I'll ignore you in the future. And don't expect anyone to help you clean the house or anything like that."

Sha Zhu quickly smiled shamelessly and said, "I will listen to you and change in the future," while covering the lunch box on the table and handing it to Qin Huairu.

"Sister Qin, you can take this box of vegetables back and eat them. I'll keep one box to eat with Yu Shui."

Seeing that Qin Huairu didn't take it, Sha Zhu thought for a moment and took out two white steamed buns from his bag and handed them over one at a time.

Seeing this, Qin Huairu smiled, took the lunch box and steamed buns from Sha Zhu, said, "I'll go home and cook first, and then come back to clean up the house for you after dinner," and went home with her big butt twisted.

Sha Zhu stared at Qin Huairu's back without blinking, until she walked back home and closed the door, then he reluctantly withdrew his gaze, smiling foolishly as he recalled the past.

After Qin Huairu returned home, Huaihua got up from the table and rushed over happily when she saw Qin Huairu: "Mom, you are finally back. I am hungry."

Usually when it was almost time to get off work, Jia Zhang would always sit at the table with the children waiting for Qin Huairu to come home to cook or bring back some delicious food. But today, only the two sisters Xiaodang and Huaihua were sitting at the table.

Banggeng usually sits at the seat closest to the door, doing his homework and waiting. As long as Qin Huairu comes home, he will quickly take the lunch box and pick some delicious food to put in his mouth. But he was not there today.

Qin Huairu thought that something must have happened at home again, so she put the lunch box on the table and walked into the inner room. Sure enough, Jia Zhang was sitting on the kang in a rage, and Bang Geng was lying beside her legs sobbing.

"Mom, why is Banggeng crying? What happened?" Qin Huairu asked.

Hearing this question, Jia Zhang became even angrier, her face trembling with anger: "Our son Bang Geng was bullied at school, do you want to do anything about it as a mother? If you don't, I will go find those little bastards tomorrow."

If Banggeng hadn't been lying on her legs and not moving at all, she would probably have rushed to those classmates' homes and started a scene.

Jia Zhang's words were often exaggerated, and Qin Huairu found them unreliable. Moreover, during the long time Banggeng had been in school, he had always been the one bullying others by relying on his strong stature, and he had never been bullied by anyone.

Thinking of this, she asked Banggeng to sit up and tell her what happened today.

Banggeng then wiped his face and slowly sat up, recounting what happened today. Of course, he only talked about the parts that were beneficial to him and did not mention anything that was not beneficial to him.

After hearing this, Qin Huairu quickly comforted him and said that she would go to the teacher and classmates to ask about the situation tomorrow. It was indeed as he said that she would make those classmates who bullied him apologize.

After Banggeng calmed down, Qin Huairu hurried to the kitchen to cook. The food she brought back from Shazhu was not enough to fill the family's stomach, so she had to make some corn porridge and steam a few buns made of 200 grams of flour.

After Qin Huairu was busy for a while, the family sat at the table and started to eat. Banggeng quickly took two white flour buns, put one in the bowl and the other in his hand and started to eat.

Huaihua's hands were not fast enough, so she couldn't grab the white steamed buns but she wanted to eat them. She looked at Qin Huairu timidly and said, "Mom, I want to eat white steamed buns, too."

When Jia Zhang heard this, she stuffed a steamed bun made of 200g flour into her bowl and said angrily, "You little girl, you play all day long. Why do you want to eat steamed buns made of white flour? Your brother is tired after a day of school. Let him eat."

Hearing her grandmother's words, Huaihua's eyes were filled with tears and she never dared to mention eating white flour buns again. Qin Huairu and Xiaodang ate corn porridge with the vegetables in the lunch boxes and gnawed on the two-grain flour buns without daring to say a word.

After Banggeng stuffed two white flour buns into his stomach, he picked up a lot of dishes and ate until his stomach was round. Only then did he put down his chopsticks.

In a blink of an eye, she started crying again and talked about what happened at school today, especially mentioning that Lin Dongyi brought milk candy to school to share with classmates.

Not only did she not give him the candy, she also made him lie on the ground and learn to bark like a dog. After that, he lay on Jia Zhang's legs and cried so sadly.

When Jia Zhang heard that this matter was related to the Lin family, she jumped up before she even finished her meal and said, "What? How dare that little girl Lin Dongyi bully you like this? Do you think there is no one left in our Jia family?"

"Why didn't you tell grandma that this matter was related to that girl when we were on the kang just now? In my opinion, this matter was most likely instigated by that kid Lin Donglai. Just wait, grandma will go to settle the score with Lin right away."

As she spoke, Jia Zhang stood up suddenly. She had no time to dodge the stick and was thrown to the ground. She fell headfirst and landed on her back. She was in so much pain that she couldn't even cry.

Jia Zhang was so angry at this time that she was only thinking about going to the Lin family to ask for an explanation. She didn't notice her precious grandson falling to the ground and walking out the door with his fat body shaking.

As he walked, he yelled at the top of his voice: "You bastard, you are bullying my grandson, you are an orphan and a widow, come out and judge for yourself."

"You bully people so blatantly that they can't survive..."

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