Siheyuan: The strongest point adding system is bound at the beginning

The door of He Yuzhu's house was ajar at this moment. It was dinner time. Most of the animals in the yard were eating at home.

At Qin Huairu's house, Little Sophora japonica timidly said, "Grandma, brother, aren't we going to wait for mom to start eating?"

"Humph, who knows where she died? Eat your food, you little loser."

After hearing this, Jia Huaihua didn't dare to speak anymore. He lowered his head and concentrated on the steamed buns made of two kinds of flour in his hand. Speaking of which, the food of the Jia family has not declined at all since Jia Dongxu left. The worst ones are the steamed buns made of two kinds of flour.

I have never eaten black sorghum steamed buns and steamed bread. In fact, with Qin Huairu's current salary, she can eat like this. At this moment, Jia Zhang is the only rural hukou in the Jia family, and the others eat commercial grain. However, Qin Huairu can still make money to subsidize the family and build a new house for her hometown, which is a bit wrong.

"Zhu Zi, Zhu Zi, why are you so drunk?"

"Wake up, wake up."

Oh, looking at He Yuzhu's expression, Jingru's matter is definitely hopeless.

At this moment, He Yuzhu was already drunk and a little unconscious. He let Qin Huairu manipulate him and had no intention of waking up.

Seeing this, Qin Huairu wanted to help He Yuzhu up and put him on the bed. When Jia Dongxu was here, she did a lot of this kind of serving work.

I didn't expect that Jia Dongxu had been gone for so long. I didn't expect that I would still have to serve a drunk man.

However, Qin Huairu did not expect that her help would lead to trouble.

Just when Qin Huairu wanted to put He Yuzhu on the bed, she didn't expect that the drunk He Yuzhu would become dishonest.

He fell directly onto the bed with Qin Huairu, still muttering his wife's name.

Perhaps he felt that there was someone under him, and now they were on the bed. The dead muscle memory began to attack He Yuzhu. He kissed and bit Qin Huairu under him, perhaps taking advantage of her.

By the way, does the He family have a problem with widows? They really have a connection with widows.

Qin Huairu was also confused by He Yuzhu's actions. At this moment, she was also struggling in her heart, should she just obey He Yuzhu? In this way, her Jia family could be entangled with He Yuzhu.

Although Jia Zhang said that as long as she was around, Qin Huairu would not be able to remarry, she still took out a double insurance policy for Qin Huairu and personally took her daughter-in-law to the hospital in the south of the city to get an intrauterine device installed.

After a few more years, Qin Huairu will be over 30, approaching 40, which will make Banggeng almost grown up. The job of Dongxu Steel Rolling Mill will be passed on to his eldest grandson Banggeng. As for Qin Huairu, she can do whatever she wants.

After a period of inner struggle, Qin Huairu decided to follow He Yuzhu! At worst, she would not give birth to his children in the future. It would not be impossible for the two families to take care of their three sons together and become a half-way couple.

This is a good opportunity. Thinking of this, Qin Huairu gave up resistance and let He Yuzhu touch her body. The main point is not to take the initiative, but also not to refuse.

However, He Yuzhu, who was already drunk at this moment, was at a loss as to what to do.

Just when Qin Huairu was about to help He Yuzhu, the voice of her mother-in-law Jia Zhang was heard in the yard.

"Qin Huairu, where the hell have you been? Come back for dinner."

At this moment, the Jia family's dining table was already a mess, with no food. Jia Zhang was ignorant, but Qin Huairu and the other children only cared about filling themselves up, and they ate the food without restraint, even Huaihua, who had just greeted Jia Zhang, did the same. There was nothing she could do. If she didn't want to eat, there were plenty of people who wanted to eat. Her two brothers and sisters wouldn't let her eat.

Little Sophora japonica has her own way of survival in the Jia family. That is one word - stay alive.

The voice of Jia Zhang in the middle courtyard awakened Qin Huairu, who was already dazed. She didn't know where she got the strength from, but she pushed away He Yuzhu who was pressing on her.

He quickly stood up and tidied up his messy clothes. After checking once or twice and making sure there was nothing wrong, he decided to wait in He Yuzhu's house for a while, and then go home when there were fewer people at night.

If he walked out of He Yuzhu's house at this moment, it would be hard to explain what would happen.

He Yuzhu was drunk at this moment, and since he had lost the object of his troubles, he fell asleep immediately.

At this moment, Qin Huairu was sitting in He Yuzhu's room, but she was restless. She was afraid that her mother-in-law, Jia Zhang, would block her in the room. This was a single man and a single woman, one was a widow, and the other was a divorced man. With her mother-in-law's temper, she would definitely make a scene known to the whole courtyard.

At this moment, Qin Huairu was walking around in He Yuzhu's room, but her eyes inadvertently fell on the jewelry box left by Lou Xiaoe.

After just one look, he couldn't move his eyes away. After that, his hand involuntarily reached out and opened the jewelry box.

This is all of He Yuzhu's belongings at the moment. However, there is not much money. He Yuzhu would go to the bank every once in a while and deposit his money in the bank. It's all in this passbook.

However, there was still a lot of money scattered around. Qin Huairu picked up the money and counted it one by one. The total was 385.70 yuan.

When Qin Huairu picked up the passbook again, she was shocked by the numbers on it. Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands, a total of sixteen thousand five hundred.

Look at the deposit amount above. Each time it was deposited in exact amounts of 500 or 500.

I already knew that He Yuzhu was rich, but the number of a millionaire in the 60s really refreshed Qin Huairu's three views. My own small treasury at the moment is only three digits, which is only a little more than the change in He Yuzhu's jewelry box. I don't know when it will break through the thousand yuan mark.

Looking at the cash in front of her, the little devil in Qin Huairu's heart was ready to move. Take a little, just take a little. The money just now was placed in the box in a mess. He Yuzhu must not have counted it. If she took a little, she would definitely not be discovered.

Thinking of this, Qin Huairu took out a big black ten and a handful of change and stuffed them into her chest pocket. Then, she reshuffled the remaining money with a guilty conscience and put it back into the box.