After speaking, he looked down at his stomach again, his face full of helplessness.

What should I do with this thing?

As time goes by, this stomach becomes more and more obvious.

In another two months, I'm afraid I won't be able to cover it up even if I wear loose clothes.

Qin Huairu, that bitch, has remarried again, and will definitely not take care of herself in the future.

In the future, I have to buy vegetables, cook by myself, and do my own laundry.

Although these are not difficult, they have to be frequently shown in front of the big guys.

Then his belly would be easy to be discovered.

What's wrong with this one?

Jia Zhang looked sad.

Suddenly, she thought of a coup!

I can't hide my belly because it's becoming more and more obvious.

Then as long as the stomach becomes less obvious, isn't it all right?

How to make the belly less obvious?

That naturally makes oneself grow fatter!

As long as I am fat enough, others will not be able to see the abnormality of my stomach!

Fat people, is it normal to have a big belly?

Thinking of this, Jia Zhang finally felt relieved.

Then he picked up the towel and washed himself.

She drove everyone away not only because Liu Haizhong's daughter-in-law discovered something abnormal in her stomach.

At the same time, it was also because I had almost washed myself.

And he's almost recovered.

I don't feel dizzy anymore, and I don't feel nauseous anymore.

The rest can be cleaned by yourself.

Those old women who were spared continued to stare at their stomachs.

Intermediate Court.

Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong and others have been waiting in the courtyard.

They waited for Mrs. Jia to be washed, and then sent Mrs. Jia to the hospital.

Can't let Jia Zhang die like this.

In the end, instead of waiting for Jia Zhang, Liu Haizhong's daughter-in-law slammed the door out angrily.

"What are you doing??" Liu Haizhong looked at his daughter-in-law suspiciously.

Aren't you helping Mrs. Jia Zhang take a bath? Why are you so angry after washing?

"¨Old Liu! Let's go home! Let that godly old lady Jia Zhang die by herself!!" Liu Haizhong's daughter-in-law said angrily.

"Help her kindly, but she hasn't gotten well yet! Hurry up and die!" Liu Haizhong's wife said cursingly.

"..." Hearing what his wife said, Liu Haizhong thought about it, Jia Zhang really could do this kind of thing.

That's a selfish, totally unreasonable old godmother.

Liu Haizhong was about to leave with his wife, Yi Zhonghai's wife and others also retreated from Jia Zhang's house.

"Old Yi! Let's go home! Leave Jia Zhang alone!!" Yi Zhonghai's daughter-in-law said with a gloomy expression.

Yi Zhonghai's daughter-in-law is one of the few good people in the courtyard.

But she was pissed off by Jia Zhang, which shows how pissed off Jia Zhang is.

I have never seen such kindness repaying revenge.

Several other old women also left one after another.

After a while, only Lao Yang, the owner of the tricycle, and Yan Bugui, the current second uncle, were left in the courtyard.

"Why are you leaving?? Then what about my fare!??" Lao Yang was dumbfounded.

Mrs. Jia Zhang scolded all these old Zhao's) girls in the courtyard away, so he would definitely not admit his fare!

It doesn't matter the fare, anyway, it didn't take long.

But my three-wheeled scooter is full of all kinds of disgusting dirty things.

I even saw something white wriggling on it.

If it is not cleaned properly, no one will ride on their own three-wheeled scooter in the future!

"Old Yan! You can't ignore the cleaning fee of my scooter!!" Lao Yang looked at Yan Bu Guizhang who was on the side.

"Don't worry, if Jia Zhang doesn't admit it tomorrow, I'll call everyone together to hold a meeting of the whole court, and I will definitely help everyone get justice!" Yan Bugui promised.

This Jia Zhang is indeed too much.

After finishing speaking, Yan Bugui also turned and left.

When leaving, Yan Bugui was still thinking, what was he going to do tonight?

Emmmm......

After Jia Zhang made such a fuss, many people forgot that their main task tonight was actually to find sticks.

I haven't found the stick yet, but everyone has already forgotten the stick.

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"Great!!"

"Brilliant!!!"

Holding a flashlight, Qin Huairu walked alone on the street at night.

At twelve o'clock in the morning, apart from Qin Huairu, there were hardly any other people on the road.

Occasionally, there are one or two passers-by, also hurrying on their way.

In this era, there are relatively few entertainment items, and everyone usually goes to bed early.

Except for those who work overtime at night, who is still hanging out at night?

No, there are no people working overtime at night.

Since the wind started, there have been countless people fishing during normal working hours.

Working overtime at night is even more impossible.

Moreover, there are no bars, no karaoke halls, and no clubs in this era.

At night, there is no entertainment of any kind outside.

The only thing that can be regarded as entertainment is probably to go to the river or lake, and go fishing at night.

There is hardly a soul to be seen on the street.

Dim street lights can't shine too far.

Walking alone on such a street, let alone a woman, even a man would probably feel terrified.

I always feel that there seems to be something following me behind me.

Looking back, I could only see empty streets.

Qin Huairu was also afraid.

But she can't help it, stick stem is her only son.

In Qin Huairu's heart, the three children have the highest status.

Among the three children, counting sticks is the heaviest.

The stick is missing now, if she doesn't look for it, who will look for it?

770 Although the people in the courtyard are also helping, but whether they will try their best, Qin Huairu is not sure.

But as the mother of the stick, she will definitely devote [-]% of her energy to find the stick.

No matter how long you look for it, you must find the stick.

"Great!!"

"Brilliant!!!"

Qin Huairu continued to shine the flashlight, walking alone on the dark street.

On the other side, Sha Zhu ran to Hongxing Steel Rolling Plant, looking for each factory building one by one.

Qin Huairu works in the rolling mill, and he himself also works in the rolling mill.

As a result, sticks and stems often ran to play near the rolling mill.

I often go to the cafeteria to steal things.

It can be said that the rolling mill is the back garden of the stick.

If the stick is angry and runs away from home, he will inevitably find a place he is more familiar with to hide.

Rolling mills are just the thing!

Silly's analysis is actually not wrong.

If it wasn't for the middle-aged man and woman who met on the way and had nowhere to go in the end, he would definitely go to the rolling mill to sleep for the night.

However, some minor accidents happened on the way.

Before going to the rolling mill, Bang Jiao met the middle-aged male and female traffickers.

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