Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

"Hey, what's going on now?" Look at her anxious look, she's been chased by wolves.

Upon entering the courtyard, Qin Huairu was still worried that his teacher's wife had not returned.

As I approached the door, I heard someone laughing inside.

The tension in my heart finally eased.

After knocking on the door, Qin Huairu respectfully greeted, "Master's wife, it's me, Huairu. I need to speak with you about something."

The laughter stopped abruptly, and Yingzi, heavily pregnant, came out.

"Huai Ru, what's wrong?" Seeing her holding a cloth bag in her arms and looking flustered, Yingzi thought something had happened.

"It's alright, why don't we go inside and talk?" Qin Huairu glanced down at the cloth bag.

Yingzi understood and stepped aside to let her into the house.

Qin Huairu, standing inside the house, also saw Yingzi's mother sitting in front of the sewing machine.

"Hello, Auntie." After she greeted her, Yingzi's mother nodded and replied, "Yes, hello."

That was how it ended. Qin Huairu placed the cloth bag on the table.

They whispered something in Yingzi's ear, and Yingzi's eyes widened even more.

Peering into the cloth bag again, wow... there it was!

That wouldn't be good, a huge wild ginseng and a brand new bottle of Moutai.

Are there any of these that people would be willing to give as gifts?

Yingzi felt a chill run down her spine. How much affection must there be to warrant such a gesture?!

He glanced at Qin Huairu, who had completed her task and was now completely relaxed.

Yingzi asked, "Did you tell your master?"

Qin Huai shook her head and said, "When I saw these, I got nervous and rushed back."

That old ginseng must be at least four or five hundred years old.

In the past, these were treasures that could only be found in the imperial city.

It was kept in preparation for the use of a noble person to save their life; ordinary concubines didn't have that kind of luck.

In the countryside, an old ginseng like this would be considered a 'ginseng spirit' by the elderly.

If an ordinary person were to bump into or get hurt, it would be considered bad luck and a shortened lifespan.

When Qin Huairu was a child, she often heard the old people talk about these things, but she had never seen them.

When I opened the cloth bag today, I took a closer look.

The things here are not exactly the same as those in the story.

If Qin Huai wasn't scared out of his wits on the spot and was able to return the things to her, that would be considered good.

Who would have thought of that? I should go find my master to confirm it first.

"Okay, leave the things here for now, we'll talk about it when your master comes back." Yingzi didn't know what to do either.

She didn't understand the ginseng, but she understood the wine.

Ordinary people can't get their hands on this; it's a rare item. Don't forget what her father does.

If the ginseng is truly as precious as Qin Huairu described, then this gift is far too generous.

Yingzi couldn't make up her mind, so she decided to leave it alone for now.

Let's see how to handle this once Yang Jianguo returns!

Qin Huairu nodded, said a few more words, and then went back.

Once I got home, my mind settled down.

Suddenly, I felt a pang of regret.

Such a large ginseng root, I should keep it for myself and give it to the top leader.

The thought flashed through her mind, and Qin Huairu quickly put it out of her mind.

Don't say she doesn't know any high-ranking leaders; even if she did, she might not.

It's been sent, but the consequences are still uncertain.

Besides, she couldn't do something so heartless.

Qin Huairu is becoming increasingly concerned about her reputation.

Furthermore, is the ginseng actually what I expected?

Qin Huairu was also having doubts.

If it's really that valuable, surely no one would just give it away as a gift?

"What's wrong with you? You seem restless." Seeing her face changing color as she sat there, Granny Jia asked curiously.

Not only did I come back early today, but I also looked very flustered.

It's like I've been caught stealing!

Could she have done something wicked?

Granny Jia muttered to herself, her face instantly darkening.

Judging from her expression, Qin Huairu knew she had misunderstood.

"Mom, I'm just tired from work."

"Please cook more meat these next few days, I'm afraid my body won't be able to handle it without oil and fat."

Hearing her mention this, Granny Jia's little guess was also interrupted.

"I also want to cook something with some oil, but we need to have meat at home too."

Granny Jia stared at her and complained, "You're always so busy, and we're barely making ends meet with all the food at home."

"I'd like to buy it, but you won't pay for it, sigh..."

As Granny Jia spoke, she began to sound aggrieved.

Qin Huairu felt a little tired and reached into her pocket.

Granny Jia, who happened to catch this scene out of the corner of her eye, was overjoyed.

Haha, no matter how capable you are, Qin Huai, I still managed to cure you.

Then she saw Qin Huairu take out five yuan and put it on the table, and Granny Jia's eyes lit up.

With five yuan, even if you buy a piece of meat, you can still save at least two or three yuan.

Buying it just once a month is enough for her to save up for her funeral.

If you buy it a couple more times, you can save up some more money.

If I ever crave something sweet, I can just spend money to go out and buy some to satisfy my craving, right?

Even though the probability is almost zero, you can't stop people from thinking about it, right?

A hypothetical crime doesn't count!

"Of these five dollars, three are for Banggeng's tuition next semester. You can give the rest to Uncle Yi later."

"With the rest, we can buy more than a pound of meat, and we'll make dumplings tomorrow."

Well, Qin Huairu calculated the money for her clearly.

After paying the tuition, it was time to buy meat.

I just wanted to keep some money, nothing more than a few cents or dimes.

This Qin Huairu is really something else!

He was cursing under his breath, but he didn't slow down at all when putting the money in.

Let's put the money in our pockets first.

Even though it only keeps you warm for one night, it still makes me happy.

This old woman Jia's love for money has reached an extreme.

After dinner, before we even had a chance to wash the dishes, someone in the yard started shouting, "A big meeting is starting! A big meeting is starting!"

Qin Huai put on her shoes and walked out, saying, "Mom, you don't need to go. I'll go and take a look."

Upon hearing this, Granny Jia, who was wiping her hands, threw the rag back into the basin.

Splash! Water splashed everywhere as Qin Huairu came out of the house.

In the courtyard, men and women, young and old, sat on stools or with a few melon seeds, leaning against the wall, waiting for the meeting to begin.

In front of Yang Jianguo's house, Yingzi also sat on a chair to represent her family.

Standing next to her was Yingzi's mother, cracking open a handful of sunflower seeds.

Qin Huairu noticed this and subtly moved closer to the two of them.

If anything unexpected happens, it's easier to lend a hand if we're nearby.

Qin Huairu would take any opportunity to build a closer relationship with his master's family, even if he had to crawl on his back.

In the middle of the courtyard, the sturdy old wooden table was set up.

Teacups were placed on top, and three old men sat around them.

Among the three uncles, the second uncle is on the left, and the third uncle, 'Aunt Liu', is on the right.

Da Juan and Xiao Juan stood under the doorway and saw their mother sitting there.

She was so excited she was jumping around. Her mother being the third uncle was so much fun.

Since becoming the third uncle, this was the first time Aunt Liu had held a large meeting.

However, I've participated quite a few times before, so I know the process very well.

Once everyone had arrived, Aunt Liu spoke first.

"The reason I called everyone here today is to discuss Xu Damao's moral depravity. Where is Xu Damao?!"

Hearing his name being called, Xu Damao, who was squatting behind someone, got up.

“It was consensual, how is that morally corrupt? Aunt Liu, watch your words.”

Before he could finish speaking, the wooden table clattered open, and Second Uncle glared angrily, shouting, "Xu Damao, how dare you speak to your Third Uncle like that?"

Look at his powerful voice, the way he slams his fist on the table.

Everyone smiled and thought, "This Uncle Er is really something."

No wonder he's obsessed with officialdom; this big meeting has cured all his worries.

It actually worked!

Chapter 200 Xu Damao's Sophistry, the Three Old Men Are Probably Doomed (Bonus Chapter)

Seeing that Uncle Er had pocketed it again, Xu Damao glanced at him disdainfully.

He tucked his hands into his chest, ignored everyone, and squatted down with his head tilted to the side.

Honestly, these three old men weren't as intimidating as they were when Yi Zhonghai was around.

convince!

Besides, look at the mess we made up ahead.

Uncle Yi was a hypocrite, while Uncle Er revealed that he was an ingrate who had married into another family and become a servant.

Third Uncle, Third Uncle was promoted and became First Uncle.

But her uncle is stingy and has no ambition.

Just looking at him makes me laugh; he has absolutely no authority in the courtyard.

They had nothing to fear.

These three people, could they really eat themselves?