Siheyuan: I have a system and I smile with satisfaction

Good news? "Could it be that the results of the interrogation were revealed?"

Public Security Pan's face was full of smiles. "That's right, Daguo, you are really amazing. Not only did we get the answer during the interrogation, but we also found the third package. You have done a great job."

Ni Daguo knew in his heart that this was basically the case.

He has given us some ideas. If they still can't figure out the truth through interrogation, then they are fools, which is obviously not the case for the police.

"That's great. How much is the reward?"

What Ni Daguo cares about is whether he can get the reward.

"Hahaha, I said three hundred yuan, so that's three hundred yuan. I brought it all to you."

Ni Daguo was happy when he got the 300 yuan, which was almost a year's salary for him.

"Thank you, Public Security Pan."

"Don't call me Policeman Pan all the time, just call me Brother Pan."

Ni Daguo was not embarrassed and just called him Brother Pan.

"Okay, go to the chef's office if you need to. I see someone is calling you."

When Ni Daguo looked over, he saw Qin Huairu standing at the door, dressed up beautifully, wearing a new dress.

It’s true, as the saying goes, Buddhas are made of gold and people are made of clothes. After this makeover, Qin Huairu looks pretty good.

Tsk, is it because you’ve seen fewer pretty girls since you got here that you like this woman so much?

"Great country, they are all waiting for you to be the chef."

"Okay, Brother Pan, how about eating together?"

Pan Gongan waved his hands quickly, saying that it was a return party, so what should he eat?

Ni Daguo did not try to persuade him to stay, as it was not his treat.

After Pan Guan Gong left, Qin Huairu came in and gently held Ni Daguo's hand, "Daguo, I miss you a little."

Ni Daguo pulled his hand away, "What are you thinking about? I don't miss you."

I guess you'll get used to it after just one injection.

Ni Daguo knows that some people can really become addicted to acupuncture (commonly known as needle therapy).

"Tsk, you're not admitting it after you pulled up your pants. Isn't it time for you to endure the discomfort?"

"Go out now, your mother-in-law might come and scold you soon."

Qin Huairu snorted, "She's already married, how can she still control me? If it's good, she's my ex-mother-in-law, if it's bad, who does she count as!"

Haha, Qin Huairu is even more excited.

However, Ni Daguo knew that she would have to get married sooner or later.

Matchmaker Wang thought it was time to find a match for her.

Jia Zhang was in the room, listening to other people's compliments.

"Jia Zhang, oh, no, now it's Meng Zhang. You are so lucky to have married into a good family. Why don't I have this blessing?"

"Xiaohua, let's just be good sisters. In the future, if I need money, you have to take care of me. I have donated money to your family before."

Jia Zhang (I’m used to calling her that, so I won’t call her Meng Zhang anymore) glared at the little bitch and said, “You donated money? Didn’t you cry and shout to get the one cent donated by your husband back from the uncle? Don’t let me say that you’ll lose face.”

Wu Xiaolan didn't seem embarrassed at all. "Don't say that. One cent is my family's life-saving money. If you take out one cent now, no, take out a hundred dollars, don't blink an eye. Don't be stingy."

"That's right, that's right. Now that you have money, you have to take care of the people in the courtyard. You can go to Mr. Bai to donate some money first, and then ask Mr. Bai to give us some."

"Yes, first donate one hundred yuan, no, three hundred yuan, to see your sincerity."

Jia Zhang immediately put away her flattering smile and started to curse, "You old bitches, don't fool me here, I'm not stupid, and don't flatter me. You want me to be a sucker. Now, I'm not a resident of the Siheyuan. You want me to donate? What are you thinking? Get out, get out!"

Jia Zhang shouted and drove the old women out.

"Tsk, isn't it just marrying a rich man? And we don't even know what's wrong with him. Look, why didn't she come back with me when I went back to my parents' home today?"

"Come back, didn't you just come over? You'll be here after a while for a drink."

"His son is so handsome. If I had a daughter, she would definitely marry him."

"If I were twenty years younger, I would marry him too. He's a good-looking guy."

"I heard he's a widower, his wife is dead, and he has a daughter."

"That's nothing. He's good-looking, rich, and the baby is a girl. It's easy."

Qin Huairu just met Old Meng's son and learned that his name was Meng De and he was very handsome.

Her heart was set on him, and she always wanted to find an opportunity to say a few words to him.

But Meng De had been chatting with the people in the courtyard on behalf of his father.

She didn't stand a chance.

I thought to myself, I didn’t see him when Jia Zhang got married last time. You know, this man is so good-looking, I should have met him earlier.

I also heard from those women that he was a widower. Isn't that just perfect?

A widow and a widower are a perfect match.

At this time, she had long forgotten about Ni Daguo, with whom she had had an intimate contact.

She twisted her body, went into the house and began to ask Jia Zhang about Meng De in a roundabout way.

Jia Zhang saw through Qin Huairu's intention at a glance and said, "You wishful thinking, as long as I am here, you can forget about following him. If you want to marry someone, it's impossible."

Qin Huairu thought, you know, Meng De is so good, she shouldn't let Jia Zhang marry him. If she really followed Meng De, Jia Zhang would be her mother-in-law again.

Qin Huairu was a little hesitant.

She was attracted to Meng De, but she was a little unhappy about having to become mother-in-law and daughter-in-law with Jia Zhang again.

I was really blinded by the beauty just now.

"I just want to know if your stepson is good to you. You really don't know how to appreciate a good person. If he marries again, then won't the Meng family's property belong to him? How much can you get?"

Jia Zhang said, "That's right. The property of the Meng family can only belong to my good grandson Banggeng. Don't worry, I will get it sooner or later, and the rest I spend will be given to Banggeng."

Qin Huairu rolled her eyes in her heart. What's left? Who knows how much you have left?

"You have to give him Bang Geng. Bang Geng is your grandson."

"Do I need you to tell me this? I'm telling you, you are not allowed to marry, or I will kill you."

Jia Zhang was afraid that Qin Huairu would get married, and even if she brought the child with her, she might change the child's surname.

The descendants of the Jia family cannot change their surname.

It is also possible that Qin Huairu gets married and leaves Banggeng's children to her, which would be even worse.

Marrying Meng De is not an option either. Who knows, she might change her surname to Meng? Or she might marry another man and have a few more children, and the previous children would become waste.

"Okay, today is the day you come back home. Why think so much? I'm going to go greet people."

Having said that, Qin Huairu twisted away and went out.

Bang Geng came in and said, "Nanny, nanny, give me ten dollars."

"Oh my god, ten dollars? No."

"Grandma, don't you have plenty of money? The betrothal gift is only fifteen hundred yuan, ten yuan, not much."

"Not much? You can't lie. I'm saving the money so that I can help you get married."

Bang Geng didn't blush at all, "I'm so young, give me ten dollars, it won't affect the money for marrying a wife in the future."