I have a fiancée in Siheyuan

Chapter 221 The beginning of the commotion

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We workers have the power

Busy at work every day

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"Ah...getting off work." Bai Baoshan stretched, stood up and packed his things.

After thinking about it, I decided to go back today and sighed.

It really proves the old saying that it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. I am used to riding a bicycle, but now I have to walk, and I feel that 2 kilometers is my limit.

But I can only walk.

It wasn't raining anymore, but it was still a little overcast.

It shouldn't snow anymore. At a glance, all I see are fast-moving clouds. There will be no rain with these passing clouds.

"The director is off duty."

"Hey, it's time to get off work."

"Director Bai didn't ride a bike today."

"No, it's raining so hard, the road is all muddy, and it's impossible to ride."

"Hehe...then let's go with Director Bai, is that okay?" A group of girls in the office chattered.

"No problem, I couldn't ask for more."

"Director Bai, whoever you want to ask for favors, I can be your matchmaker." An older sister stepped forward and patted her chest in a spirited manner.

I look like I'm going to tie you to the bed even if I have to if I have to if I have to.

"Haha... Big sister, stop it, all the sisters, please let me go. Eating my flesh will not make you immortal."

"Look, Director Bai thinks we are beautiful fairies. But Director Bai, you are much more fragrant than Tang Monk, haha..."

A group of women followed Bai Baoshan chattering, and only dispersed after entering the city gate.

But there was a person falling far behind.

Bai Baoshan entered the city and walked faster.

However, when we arrived at Nanluoguxiang Street, we did not turn into it, but walked west along Gulou Street.

Luckily, the roast chicken shop opened this door.

It seems that there is still roast chicken inside.

Bai Baoshan walked into the store and took a look, and saw that there were still three hanging.

"Comrade, give me a roast chicken. I don't have a ticket."

"3 without a ticket." The salesman wiped the knife without even looking up.

"Here you go. No need to cut it. I'll tear it up and eat it when I get home."

The salesperson took the money, made sure there was no problem, wrapped it in oil paper, quickly twisted the rope, and packed it up, handing over a ticket.

"Here you go." He put it on the table and continued to help himself.

This is the service these days. Bai Baoshan took the roast chicken and the ticket and left.

But going out is unappetizing.

Qin Huairu looked around at the door, as if she was waiting for someone, but her back was facing the roast chicken shop.

Bai Baoshan leaned against the wall, took a few quick steps, and turned into a small alley in Beiluoguxiang.

After going around in a circle, I finally came out from the other side.

If this guy hadn't pretended to meet him by chance at the door, Bai Baoshan would have eaten the oil paper wrapping the roast chicken.

Qin Huairu still overestimated herself. After waiting for a while, she saw that Bai Baoshan had not come out yet. She turned around and saw that there was no one else in the store.

This……

"Comrade, here is the comrade who just came in to buy roast chicken."

"Leaved early."

"Ah..." Qin Huairu was completely confused.

"Do you want to buy or not? If not, don't stay in the store." The salesperson started to chase people away.

"I'll buy it... How much is Comrade Roast Chicken?"

"3 yuan per ticket, only sold whole, not cut." The salesperson glanced at Qin Huairu.

"This...Comrade, can you help me?"

"No, if I help you, who can I sell the remaining half to? Or can you go get someone to buy half? Or can you help me and buy the remaining two so that I can get off work earlier?"

"Comrade, I can't help you with this."

"Then what are you talking about? If you want to buy it, come on in. If not, stay outside."

Qin Huairu pursed her lips and began to search through the lining of her clothes, looking for fifty cents here and eighty cents there, and finally she collected the total, which was exactly 3 yuan.

He took out a dime and carefully put it in his pocket, "Comrade, please pack one for me."

The salesperson took the money, counted it, and threw it into the box. "Please tell me earlier. It's a waste of time. Think twice before buying next time."

The salesperson reached out and took one and handed it over in less than a second.

Qin Huairu went out with the roast chicken in her arms.

Suddenly I felt that whether it was the salesperson or anyone else, they were all looking at me with deep malice.

He shook his head and quickly trotted into Nanluoguxiang.

"Hey, Huairu is back. Wait... this smell... you also bought roast chicken. It smells really good."

"Uncle, I have to go home quickly. I won't chat with you anymore. My mother-in-law and children are waiting for me at home."

"Yes, yes, yes, go home quickly. By the way, your mother-in-law and Banggeng drank the rice paste made from Sophora japonica."

"What..." Qin Huairu was struck by lightning and ran home as fast as she could.

When Jia Zhang woke up in the morning, she drank a bowl of corn porridge.

I fell asleep again in a daze.

At around 10 o'clock, I was tempted by a smell.

Even Bang Geng woke up.

He pulled Jia Zhang and cried out that he was hungry.

I saw Qin Jingru feeding Xiao Huaihua half a bowl of white paste, and the fragrance came from there.

The crying got louder.

When Jia Zhang saw her grandson in this state, she decided to stop him from eating.

He took difficult steps over, snatched the bowl, drank two sips himself, and his eyes lit up.

He tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.

Qin Jingru was stupid. She had seen shameless people before, but she had never seen anyone so shameless. An old man was fighting with a toothless child for food.

When Banggeng saw this, he cried even harder.

Ask Qin Jingru to get him another big bowl because his good grandson wants to drink it.

Qin Jingru said she would do nothing, but in the end she failed to protect the jar of rice paste, and Jia Zhang snatched it away.

The result was that no matter what Qin Jingru said or how she called for help, none of the aunts and grandmas in the room snatched the jar of rice paste from Jia Zhang's hands.

I asked her to make two big bowls of tea, one for myself and one for the stalks.

Under the gazes of everyone, they were not afraid of the heat and just stretched their necks to drink up all the liquid.

Anyway, in the end Huaihua cried for most of the day because of hunger.

I looked around but couldn't find anyone who had food for children this old.

In the end, I can only wait for Qin Huairu to come back.

Anyway, when Qin Huairu returned home, she saw Qin Jingru sitting at the door holding Huaihua and crying, and Xiaodang was taking a nap beside her.

When Qin Jingru saw Qin Huairu coming back, she burst into tears, "Sister..."

"Okay, stop crying. Sister is back."

Without saying anything, Huaihua seemed to smell Qin Huairu's scent and started to cry loudly, looking so sad.

He handed the lunch box and paper bag to Qin Jingru, then went into the house holding Sophora japonica.

There were two people, one big and one small, lying on the bed, and the house was a mess.

On the table was the big jar that should have contained rice cereal, but now there was nothing left.

Qin Huairu also had tears in her eyes. She went into the inner room, wet a towel, and wiped herself first before giving the grain bag to Huaihua.

Looking at her hungry little daughter, she suddenly began to resent Yi Zhonghai. It was all his fault. He came and told her that he wanted to bring Jia Zhang back to raise her for no reason, which caused Jia Zhang to have a bad reputation for her in her hometown.

It seems that he would rather give up his fame than let his daughter starve.