1959Siheyuan, a Turnaround

Xu Damao snorted coldly: "Humph, whether I am worthy of Jia Zhangshi or not is not your decision. This uncle was elected by the neighbors in the courtyard. Your opinion alone is invalid.

Now, as an uncle, I warn you, Jia Zhang, stop crying. If you have any dissatisfaction, you can report it to the street office. If that doesn’t work, you can continue to report the situation to the police station. If you continue to cry and affect the peace of the courtyard, the three uncles will not agree. "

Liu Haizhong quickly agreed, "Yes, our Jia Zhang family is striving to be awarded the title of Excellent Civilized Courtyard this year. If you are affected, no one in our courtyard will agree."

"Bah, I don't care whether you agree or not. I'm crying in my own home, what's your business?"

Jia Zhang was still angry, and what she said was as unreasonable as before.

At this time, Yan Bugui's eyes turned, and he lowered his voice to persuade: "Jia Zhang, what the first and second uncles said is indeed right. You just came back from the Northwest, you must not want to go back again!"

Yan Bugui was indeed quite capable and he hit Jia Zhang's sore spot with just one sentence.

Jia Zhang couldn't help but shudder when she heard this. Go back to the farm! How can that be possible?

It was simply not a place for human beings to stay, and she never wanted to go back.

She had finally returned early from the Northwest through her positive performance, and she never wanted to experience the hardships and sufferings there again.

Thinking of this, she immediately stopped the topic, turned around and yelled at Qin Huairu and Xiao Dang: "Why are you crying? I feel sad and want to vent. Why are you joining in the fun?"

Then, she said to Liu Haizhong and the other two, "Three uncles, I just felt bad when I heard the news. Since Yi Zhonghai is dead, I won't pursue this matter. I just came back and there are many things I don't know. I was wrong today, and I apologize to you."

Jia Zhang's sudden apology shocked everyone present.

They never expected that Jia Zhang, who was always aggressive and unreasonable, would react like this.

If it were in the past, she would have made a big fuss and would not have stopped until the whole place was turned upside down.

Today's Jia Zhang has made them look at her with new eyes.

After saying that, Jia Zhang went into the house carrying the stick, leaving the neighbors standing there in amazement.

"Is this person really Jia Zhang?"

"It must be correct, but Jia Zhang has changed too much..."

"Ms. Jia Zhang actually took the initiative to admit her mistake? The sun is not rising from the west today!"

Not far away, Li Weiguo looked at Jia Zhang's fleeing back, his heart full of regret.

He was used to the arrogant and unreasonable Jia Zhang. Now that she was so tactful, he found her unpredictable and even more difficult to deal with.

Seeing that there was no more excitement to watch and they could not enjoy eating melons to their heart's content, the crowd dispersed.

But when they returned home, they still talked about Jia Zhang's change.

Jia Zhang rummaged around the house, found her old clothes, and took the only bath ticket in the house.

Then he hurried out the door and walked towards the bathhouse.

In the steaming hot bathhouse, she washed away the fatigue and dirt on her body and changed into her original clothes.

However, during her time on the farm, she had lost a lot of weight, and the clothes that once fit her now looked baggy and extremely loose on her.

But even so, what was it compared to the tattered clothes on the farm?

She tidied herself up briefly in front of the mirror and turned to walk home.

When I returned home, the house was filled with a faint smell of fireworks.

Qin Huairu was busy inside and outside with her big belly, preparing meals for the family.

After a while, the food was served on the shabby dining table.

Yellow cornmeal steamed buns, a plate of dull-colored pickles, and a bowl of porridge so thin that you could see your reflection in it.

When Jia Zhang walked into the room and saw the food on the table, her brows instantly furrowed into a deep frown.

Her eyes revealed dissatisfaction and disgust, and she said loudly: "Why? You have been working in the factory for more than a year, can't you afford to support two children? You let them eat this?"

Qin Huairu looked helpless and exhausted. She sighed softly and explained in a low voice: "Mom, I have to go to work even though I'm pregnant. I can't do a lot of work. Now I can only get an apprentice salary every month..."

Her voice became weaker and weaker, and finally she sobbed alone.

It's not that she is unwilling to work hard, but now that Yi Zhonghai is no longer taking care of her in the workshop, she has no idea where to start those complicated tasks and it is difficult for her to learn.

"Bah, useless stuff!"

Jia Zhang spat, with a hint of suspicion and scrutiny in her eyes, "I haven't asked you yet, whose child is yours!"

When Qin Huairu heard this, her heart suddenly tightened and she subconsciously clenched her fists.

She didn't expect that Jia Zhang would actually suspect the baby in her belly.

Qin Huairu pretended to be calm and stammered, "Mom, of course the baby in my belly is Dongxu's. At that time, Dongxu was still..."

Having said this, her voice gradually became lower, and finally her tears fell down like beads that had broken off the string.

She thought that she was so wronged that no one would dare to embarrass her any further.

But the eyes of Bang Geng next to him suddenly darkened, as if a dark cloud covered the sunlight.

During this period, the news of Qin Huairu's pregnancy was spreading like wildfire, and all kinds of rumors were flying around.

In addition, Bang Geng had vaguely heard some conversations between Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu, and he had his own guesses about the origin of the child in Qin Huairu's belly. However, he had always buried this doubt deep in his heart and dared not speak it out.

Jia Zhang glanced coldly at Qin Huairu's bulging belly, with a hint of warning in her eyes: "I hope you didn't lie to me. If you did, I will die!"

After hearing these words, Qin Huairu felt as if she had been electrocuted and she shivered involuntarily.

But she still cried and assured, "Mom, don't worry! I really didn't lie to you."

"Humph, you know clearly whether you have lied to me or not. Qin Huairu, let me tell you, Lao Jia and Dong Xu are watching you up there. If you lie to me, you will be punished!"

Jia Zhang's voice echoed in the house, carrying an unquestionable majesty.

"I know...I know."

Qin Huairu felt extremely guilty at the moment. She herself didn't know whether the baby in her belly was Jia Dongxu's or Xu Damao's.

But facing Jia Zhang's questioning, what else could she do except to respond perfunctorily?

As for the retribution that Jia Zhang mentioned, Qin Huairu only agreed on the surface, but in fact she didn't take it to heart at all.

She was now only thinking about how to get away with this matter, and she couldn't care about anything else.