Siheyuan: I have Lingquan Space and Bistro

Jia Dongxu looked at his stubborn mother, Jia Zhang, and felt an indescribable annoyance in his heart. The sun shone obliquely on them, casting long shadows, but it could not warm Jia Dongxu's gradually cold heart.

Jia Dongxu felt as if his head was about to explode when he saw his mother still obsessed with the manure pit. It was an extra headache. The manure pit had not even been dug out and it had already caused so much trouble. He really couldn't imagine what kind of troublesome things would happen next.

"Why just give up? I finally came up with an idea to make money!" Jia Zhang gave her son a fierce look, her eyes full of unwillingness and stubbornness.

"Mom, what are you going to do now?" Jia Dongxu spread his hands helplessly, his voice full of fatigue. "We have no tools left. We can't just dig with our hands, can we?" He looked at Jia Zhang, his brows furrowed, his helplessness filled his heart as if it was about to overflow from his eyes.

"It's no big deal if there are no tools. I'll go buy them now. You wait here." After saying this, Jia Zhang turned around without hesitation and left in a hurry. That determined back seemed to be determined not to give up until she achieved her goal.

Jia Dongxu looked at Jia Zhang's hurriedly leaving back and felt helpless. He sighed and murmured to himself: "Oh, Mom, there is really nothing to do all day!" He shook his head, with a heart full of sorrow but nowhere to vent, so he had to find a place to sit down, staring into the distance with a dull look, his thoughts were tangled like a tangled mess.

However, Jia Zhang, who had not walked for a while, turned back again, with a hint of anxiety on her face and her steps a little messy.

"Son, give me some money. I don't have any money on me." Jia Zhang stretched out her hand and looked at Jia Dongxu eagerly.

"What mom? I didn't bring any money either." Jia Dongxu thought of the five yuan he had just given to Yang Yun and the others, and a trace of sadness appeared between his brows. The five yuan seemed like a thorn in his heart, and it hurt a little more every time he thought of it.

"Ah, I didn't bring any money." A trace of disappointment flashed across Jia Zhang's face, and her voice became low.

"Then I have to go back to the courtyard to get the money." Jia Zhang sighed helplessly and turned to go to the courtyard No. 95.

At this moment, Qin Huairu was in the yard, bending over and diligently washing the children's clothes. The clear water was rippling in the basin, and the sun shone on her, reflecting her hardworking figure.

Just when Qin Huairu had finished washing the clothes, she saw Jia Zhangshi coming back in a hurry. Qin Huairu saw Jia Zhangshi's anxious face and immediately thought something had happened, so she stood up immediately.

"Mom, what's wrong?" Qin Huairu wiped the water stains on her hands on her body, then looked at Jia Zhang in confusion, her eyes full of worry and concern.

"Nothing, just wash your clothes." Jia Zhang waved her hand impatiently, and then walked into the house quickly. She went straight to where she hid her money, took out five yuan from her small treasury, and then carefully put it in her pocket, and then left in a hurry.

"What happened?" Qin Huairu touched the back of her head, looking confused.

"Qin Huairu, what happened to your mother? She came back in a hurry and left in a hurry." Someone in the yard came over and asked Qin Huairu curiously. Qin Huairu just shook her head helplessly. She didn't know why her mother-in-law came and went like a gust of wind.