Chapter 85 Banggeng Finally Steals the Chicken (20 More Chapters, Please Subscribe)

"Brother Zhuzi, are you off work?" Du Fei glanced at his lunch box, "What delicious food did you bring?"

Silly Zhu chuckled and said, "When the rain comes in the evening, why don't I, the elder brother, get her some cereal to chew?"

After saying hello to the third uncle, he went straight into the middle courtyard.

Du Fei noticed that the third uncle had been staring at Shazhu's lunch box until he entered the hanging flower door, and then Wei Kecha snorted.

When it comes to Silly Pillar, I really don’t know how to restrain myself.

According to the ancestors' rules of talking all day long, the cook should bring food to the house.

But you should also pay a little attention to the impact! Even if you put the lunch box in a cloth bag, everyone will be out of sight and out of mind.

This poor guy just got a net bag and blatantly took it home from the factory. Isn't this causing hatred?

However, if this guy didn't act like this, he wouldn't be a fool.

Du Fei shook his head secretly and followed into the middle courtyard.

Qin Huairu was washing clothes next to the sink. When she saw Silly Zhu coming in, her eyes quickly glanced at the lunch box in his hand, and then she looked in the direction of her home.

At Jia's house, the curtain beside the door opened a crack, revealing half of Jia Zhang's fat face.

Qin Huairu sighed, with a flash of helplessness in her eyes. She opened her mouth and was about to call out to Sha Zhu, but saw Du Fei following behind, looking at her with a half-smile.

A trace of panic suddenly appeared on the face of the pretty widow. She quickly closed her mouth that was half open, lowered her head and rubbed her clothes, not daring to speak.

Qin Huairu couldn't tell, what happened to him?

It was like I was going out to hook up with a wild man, but my own man blocked me, and my heart was pounding.

Silly Zhu didn't know what to say, but when he saw the pretty widow standing there, he immediately came over with a smile and said, "Hey~ Sister Qin, you are doing laundry!"

The pretty widow laughed dryly and glanced at Du Fei.

I saw Du Fei also pushing himself

Xing Che came over, looked at the dirty clothes in the basin and said, "Sister Qin, why are you still tinkering outside in this cold weather? Look at your frozen hands."

The pretty widow lowered her head and defended, "Just a few pieces, they will be washed soon."

Du Fei smiled and pushed the bicycle straight back to the backyard without further entanglement.

Silly Zhu also laughed and returned to his house with his lunch box.

Qin Huairu sighed, tightened his grip, washed a few times, and went home with the big basin.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Mrs. Jia Zhang, who said with a nose that was not a nose and a face that was not a face, "Where is the lunch box?"

Qin Huairu said aggrievedly, "Xiao Du was still there just now! How can I have the nerve to speak."

Mrs. Jia Zhang said, "He's right here, he's just a little kid. Besides, who in the courtyard doesn't know that Silly Zhu's lunch box was brought for you, and you're still pretending to be a chaste and martyr woman!"

When Qin Huairu heard this, she felt aggrieved and angry. She slammed the wash basin on the ground and said coldly, "Mom, are you so unconscionable? From now on, you can take Silly Zhu's lunch box, but I won't go."

Jia Zhang was stunned for a moment, feeling hungry and a little anxious. She said to Zhang Fei, "Hey~ Qin Huairu, what are you doing to me? What a rebellion! You are a country girl, if you hadn't married into the Jia family , Can you be a worker? Can you eat commercial food? Now that your wings are strong, you don’t take this old woman seriously, do you?”

During the recent period, Qin Huairu's resistance made Mrs. Jia Zhang feel a fire in her heart. Now it burst out, and she secretly gritted her teeth. She had to be treated today, otherwise the mother-in-law would not be a fool.

Qin Huairu narrowed her peach blossom eyes. Originally, she put down the wash basin and planned to go to the kitchen to cook. When she saw Jia Zhang in a fighting posture, she was unwilling to give up.

, and simply stopped cooking.

Qin Huairu's face was expressionless and she stared at Jia Zhang without saying a word.

Seeing her like this, Mrs. Jia Zhang couldn't help but feel guilty, fearing that Qin Huairu would give up her son and remarry.

But at this point, Mrs. Jia and Zhang did not dare to show weakness. If her daughter-in-law caught her, the future would be difficult.

However, just when Jia Zhang thought that Qin Huairu was going to have a fight with her, the pretty widow suddenly turned around and walked away!

Jia Zhang was just wondering when she saw Qin Huairu walking to the table, taking the stick and pencil for homework and started writing.

Qin Huairu never went to school seriously. In 1952, she followed the National Literacy Movement and attended winter classes for several years, which was equivalent to attending elementary school. She could write and read newspapers, but her handwriting was not as crooked as a stick.

"Qin Huairu, what are you going to do?" Jia Zhang frowned, wondering what she was up to.

Qin Huairu said coldly without raising her head, "I wrote a letter to Dongxu and burned it to him at midnight tonight. I told him that my mother-in-law, his own mother, forced me to go out and hook up with men!"

"Ah~"

Mrs. Jia Zhang screamed and was so frightened that she rushed forward to grab the Tian Zi Ge notebook.

Qin Huairu didn't stop me, but sneered, "Humph~ Mom, what's the use of grabbing the notebook? I can write whenever I want, can you stop me?"

"You~" Mrs. Jia Zhang's face turned blue and white, and she felt a slight pain in her heart. She pointed at Qin Huairu with a trembling hand, "How dare you!"

Qin Huairu's peach blossom eyes widened, like a she-cat with fried hair, "Why don't I dare? You can do it as a mother, why can't I write a letter to the dead? So that Dongxu knows that the injustice is There is a head and a debtor, and it’s not me, Qin Huairu, who can’t be sorry for him.”

Mrs. Jia Zhang was shocked and frightened, and her lips trembled with anger, "You~ you want to make me angry to death, don't you?"

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Qin Huairu remained silent and looked at her silently.

Mrs. Jia Zhang looked back at her fiercely, wishing she could shoot two knives from her eyes and thrust them into this evil daughter-in-law.

But in the end, the two of them faced off for a while. Jia Zhang first felt a chest tightness and had to give up and take a breath.

But as she let out this breath, her whole momentum also lost, and she said bitterly, "Huairu! Mom is sorry for you, but in our family's situation, Banggeng is still growing, and he will not be able to survive without nutrition. Even if you don't think about me, an old man, think about Banggeng. Our Jia family, you and I, will still have to rely on Banggeng in the future!"

Qin Huairu's eyes flickered, and her heart was a little shaken.

But when she thought of Banggeng's actions, she felt tired again. Can Banggeng really be controlled?

On the other side, Du Fei returned home, changed clothes, lit the stove, and turned on the radio.

Then he went outside to pick up a big cabbage, returned to the kitchen, cut it in half from the middle with a knife, and cut half into cabbage strips as wide as fingers.

He also cut some chopped green onions and garlic, ready to stir-fry.

But at this moment, he suddenly heard Xu Damao yelling in the yard, "Ezi! Ezi! Why is there one less hen in our house..."

Du Fei's heart moved, and he immediately understood what was going on.

This should be the scene where Banggeng stole the chicken.

There was a meeting for the whole hospital in the evening, and it ended up in a mess.

Du Fei thought to himself, "Banggeng is really tough! He has been beaten for stealing things many times recently. He really only remembers food and not beatings. He even dared to attack the old hen of Xu Damao's house."

Thinking of this, Du Fei gloated. He was afraid that he would hear the sound of Banggeng being beaten again tonight.

However, he changed his mind again, frowned, and couldn't help but put down the kitchen knife in his hand.