Siheyuan: The beauty Xueru Huizhen, the birds are jealous

Sha Zhu had no resistance to Qin Huairu's gentle temperament. This temperament seemed to be tailor-made for him, making it difficult for him to resist.

He hurriedly asked, "Sister Qin, what do you want to talk to me about?" Qin Huairu frowned slightly, and seemed to find it difficult to speak: "Zhu Zi, I want to ask you for help with something."

"Sister Qin, just tell me. I will do my best to do whatever I can..." Sha Zhu patted his chest and promised solemnly.

"It's like this, Dongxu..." Qin Huairu's voice was a little choked, "My mother-in-law wants to hold a decent funeral for him and set up a few tables of banquets in the yard. I know you are good at this, so..."

"Oh, so it's this matter! Sister Qin, don't worry, I will definitely help you with it!" When Sha Zhu heard it was this matter, he agreed without hesitation.

However, what Qin Huairu said next surprised Sha Zhu: "Zhu Zi, you also know our family's current situation... Dongxu's funeral will cost a lot of money, can you help us pay for the banquet first? I will pay you back as soon as the factory's pension arrives."

Although Sha Zhu hesitated a little, when he saw Qin Huairu's sad eyes, his defenses collapsed instantly: "Sister Qin, why do we have to be so formal? Don't worry about the money, just use it first and return it to me when you have it."

After hearing this, Qin Huairu was so moved that her eyes filled with tears: "Zhu Zi, you are so kind! Thank you!" Under Qin Huairu's gentle yet firm gaze, Sha Zhu agreed to her request without hesitation.

Qin Huairu felt a little happy. She gently raised her flawless white hands and seemed to touch

The sleeve of Shazhu.

At this moment, Sha Zhu seemed to be attracted by an indescribable charm, and his eyes revealed deep intoxication.

At this moment, Sha Zhu had forgotten his previous concerns and considerations, and the only thing in his heart was Qin Huairu's gentle figure.

He was originally wondering why He Daqing had any connection with this young widow, but at this moment, he felt the faint fragrance emanating from Qin Huairu and touched her jade-like delicate skin, and everything became clear.

Sha Zhu began to think in his mind, since Jia Dongxu had passed away and the Jia family had lost its pillar, could he become Qin Huairu's support? Was there a chance for him to take a step further with her?

However, he also knew that as a man who had not yet married, it would not be easy to marry a pregnant widow with two children.

Even though he was over thirty, he still had the dream of marrying an innocent girl.

However, there is an indescribable emotional bond between him and Qin Huairu.

Sometimes they are close, sometimes they are distant, and this delicate relationship makes Sha Zhu's heart full of struggle and calculation.

Just as he was about to take that step, Qin Huairu quickly withdrew her hand as if she had been electrocuted. She whispered to Sha Zhu, "Zhuzi, I'm going back first. Remember what you promised me." Qin Huairu knew Sha Zhu's intentions very well, but she cleverly grasped the right measure, giving him hope without letting him go any further.

She knew that men were always eager for what they didn't have, but once they had it, they would no longer cherish it.

On the second day, Yi Zhonghai and Sha Zhu, the pair drawn together by fate, began to get busy with preparations for Jia Dongxu's funeral.

Yi Zhonghai generously donated money to buy the coffin, shrouds and other necessities, and looked for helpers to carry the coffin in the courtyard, while Sha Zhu was busy preparing the ingredients for the funeral banquet.

However, the important task of carrying coffins has always been the responsibility of adult men.

According to tradition, a man's masculine energy and vigorous blood can resist the invasion of evil spirits.

Yi Zhonghai searched everywhere in the courtyard, but finally found only three people: Sha Zhu, Xu Damao, and Yan Jiecheng, the eldest son of Yan Bugui.

Of course, except Sha Zhu who was truly willing to help 3.8, Xu Damao and Yan Jiecheng were both helpless.

But under Yi Zhonghai's coercion, inducement, moral blackmail and the temptation of giving Yan Bugui an extra fifty cents, they finally agreed.

Although both of them were dissatisfied with the subsequent development of events, they were forced to accept it reluctantly due to the situation.

"Mr. Yi Zhonghai," someone whispered.

"Indeed, we can't ignore Yang Ming either." another person added.

"We live under the same roof. Even though Yang Ming and the Jia family had a grudge, Jia Dongxu has passed away now. For such a major event, he should show some sympathy and concern."

There was a glimmer of calculation in Xu Damao's eyes as he suddenly made this suggestion.

There is actually a hidden agenda behind this proposal, which is to sow discord and embarrass Yang Ming while making things difficult for Yi Zhonghai.

No matter what the outcome, Xu Damao will get pleasure from it - if Yi Zhonghai can successfully get Yang Ming to help him in the name of morality, then Yang Ming will feel unhappy; if Yang Ming refuses, Yi Zhonghai's reputation will be damaged.

Xu Damao has always liked this kind of activity that harms others and does not benefit himself, so he naturally would not miss this opportunity to create some trouble for the two of them.

"Regarding this matter..." Yi Zhonghai knew it very well, how could he not see Xu Damao's intention?

Originally, he was unwilling to have any contact with Yang Ming again. After all, he had suffered a lot because of this man in recent days and just wanted to keep his distance from him.

But Xu Damao had already said it. If Yi Zhonghai retreated at this time, wouldn't it seem that he was afraid of Yang Ming? After weighing the pros and cons, Yi Zhonghai nodded.

"Da Mao is right," he said, "Neighbors should support each other. Now that the Jia family has suffered such misfortune, we, as neighbors, should lend a helping hand. Although Yang Ming has a grudge against the Jia family, as neighbors, how can we stand by and watch them perish?"

After saying this, Yi Zhonghai showed a somewhat smug look on his face, as if he had found reasonable support for his decision.

Afterwards, he walked towards Yang Ming's home.

"Yang Ming, I have something to ask you." Yi Zhonghai went straight to the point.

Naturally, Yang Ming did not have a very good face towards this uninvited guest. The grudge between him, Yi Zhonghai and the Jia family had long been irreconcilable, so there was no need to pretend to be harmonious.

However, Yi Zhonghai didn't seem to care about Yang Ming's attitude and still maintained a gentle tone.

"Yang Ming, I came here to discuss Jia Dongxu's funeral with you. Now that he has passed away, the Jia family is left alone and helpless, and life is difficult. As neighbors, we should give them some help, just like Sha Zhu, and lend a helping hand."

"In addition..." Yi Zhonghai changed the subject, "Tomorrow Dongxu's funeral will be held, and we are still short of one person to carry the coffin. I hope you can do your part for the Jia family and help."

After hearing this, Yang Ming showed a sarcastic smile on his face and stared straight at Yi Zhonghai, as if he wanted to see through his heart.

Yi Zhonghai, Yang Ming suddenly spoke in a cold voice, if you feel that your thinking is slow, I sincerely suggest that you go find a good doctor to find an antidote.