Chapter 63 Qin Huairu is here

When the third uncle returned home, everyone in the house stared at him, becoming the center of attention.

However, after seeing that there was nothing in their hands, they all looked disappointed.

However, Yan Fugui showed no frustration or complaint on his face. When he came back, he lay directly on the desk, moved down a pile of books, and picked through them.

The third aunt and Brother Yan Jiecheng all looked confused, "Boss, your father is not a stimulating demon, is he?"

The third aunt was a little scared when she looked at her husband who was completely different from usual.

"No, not really."

Yan Jiecheng's eyes widened and he couldn't speak.

"dad!"

"What's wrong with you? Don't scare me. Our family can't leave you. Dad!"

Yan Jiefang suddenly hugged Yan Fugui's waist and kept crying.

Snapped

Yan Fugui slapped Yan Jiefang on the face, "You little bastard, what are you talking about?"

Yan Jiefang was slapped to the ground. Not only was he not afraid, but he laughed.

"Dad, Dad, you're okay, you're okay."

"It scared us!"

At this time, Yan Fugui didn't care anymore. He picked up the selected book and was about to go out.

The third aunt hurriedly stopped at the door, "Old man, what are you doing?"

"what?"

Yan Fugui straightened his body and adjusted his glasses with one hand, a look of pride on his face.

“Make friends through literature!”

After saying that, he stepped out of the threshold and walked towards the middle courtyard without looking back, "You don't understand the things about scholars."

The three aunts and several other people had their faces full of surprise and were messy in the wind.

In the middle courtyard, Yan Fugui came over again, holding a few books in his hands.

His demeanor was calm, far less hurried than when he came last time, and his expression was high-spirited, as if he was entering a classroom to teach.

The people in the middle courtyard stared with their eyes out and couldn't understand what was going on.

Is this not giving up?

Mrs. Jia Zhang pointed at Yan Fugui who had entered the door, curled her lips and said to the two people in the room with disdain, "Master, this Yan Fugui is too spineless, he is always trying to please people."

"Can such a person become the Third Master?"

"In other words, our old man left early, otherwise how could the position of this uncle fall to him?"

Mrs. Jia Zhang has always looked down on Yan Fugui. In her eyes, it is enough to have a first uncle in the courtyard. Second and third uncles are simply unnecessary. Besides, Yan Fugui is a poor teacher and his salary subsidy is not as much as that of his Dongxu family.

There are so many people, how can such a person become the third uncle?

Yi Zhonghai ignored Jia Zhang at all, looking at the Yang family's door, but in his heart he hoped that Yang Xiaotao would stick to his guns and drive Yan Fugui out.

Only in this way can he completely offend the people in the compound as he wished.

When the time comes, he can stand up and encourage everyone in the compound to shovel out this rat shit.

The eldest mother doesn't have that much thought. Now she just wants to get the Jia Zhang family away quickly, so as not to delay their family's cooking here.

Yang Xiaotao's home.

Yang Xiaotao looked at the five books in front of the table. They were all old books with traditional Chinese characters in them, but as long as they were books, they would be fine.

"Xiao Tao, what do you think?"

Yan Fugui was a little uneasy, fearing that he would not be satisfied with these books.

"Third uncle, you have more than just these books at home." Yang Xiaotao fiddled with them twice and found that they were all miscellaneous books.

Of course Yan Fugui knew that, but what he was thinking was, if he could get something in exchange this time, wouldn't the books at home be able to be exchanged for things in the future?

Therefore, this time he only brought a few unimportant books to try.

"Well, I still have some at home, why don't I just grab a few of them?"

Yan Fugui said casually, but Yang Xiaotao complained in his heart, I believe you are a ghost!

"I still have a few textbooks from recent years at home. If not, I'll get them for you."

Yan Fugui saw that Yang Xiaotao had been silent, so he started to ask.

"No, these books are enough for me to read for two or three days."

No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat.

Even if it is a useless miscellaneous book, reading it once will still give you about ten credits, which is enough to buy half a catty of pork.

"For these books, I will give you half a pound of leeks and a pound of tomatoes."

"Don't expect anything fish!"

"If it works, let's change it. If it doesn't work, let's stop talking!"

Yang Xiaotao said calmly, although he didn't get fish, it was good to get leeks and tomatoes.

Besides, he has many books at home.

"Okay, I'll change it!"

Yan Fugui said happily, and Yang Xiaotao stood up and put the book away.

Yan Fugui held the leeks and tomatoes in his arms, opened the door and left with a polite word.

As I walked out of the room, I said with disdain in my heart, "I'm really stupid for reading!"

"How many shabby books can be used as food?"

In the middle courtyard, several people's jaws dropped in shock when they saw the vegetables in Yan Fugui's arms.

"Am I right? Did this little beast give it to you?"

Mrs. Jia Zhang opened her mouth wide and tried to widen her triangular eyes.

Yi Zhonghai on the side clenched his fists and gritted his teeth with hatred in his heart, "Why can't this kid just hold on?"

The eldest mother looked at it calmly, "This child is not without emotion."

After hearing this, Yi Zhonghai replied, "That's only for a few people."

When Jia Zhang heard this, she rolled her eyes and walked home.

In the Jia family, Jia Dongxu saw that the third uncle was getting something, and he was thinking about how to defeat the autumn wind.

Qin Huairu also saw what was in the third uncle's arms. She was also pregnant. Although her family was better than the third uncle's family, it was not much.

Moreover, there is a mother-in-law with a big belly at home. She eats most of the delicious food, and her husband also eats the rest, leaving not much for her and the children.

Now, she had no money left in her stomach. Looking at Yang Xiaotao's life, apart from not getting married and starting a business, the rest of her life was much better than that of the Jia family.

Now I have a yard where I can grow vegetables, fish, and eat every day to make my mouth water. More importantly, Yang Xiaotao is already a second-level fitter, and her man is still a first-level worker.

The treatment here is quite different.

Just as he was feeling a little regretful, the door opened and Mrs. Jia Zhang ran in excitedly.

As soon as he came in, he stared at Qin Huairu, which made Qin Huairu feel a little uncomfortable.

"Huairu, come here, Mom wants to tell you something!"

Mrs. Jia Zhang showed a kind expression, but Qin Huairu shuddered, knowing that the old woman must have had bad intentions again.

"Mom, tell me. I'm listening."

After hearing this, Mrs. Jia Zhang did not cover up and pointed to the north.

"You have also seen Yan Fugui."

"This old boy can get things. You have lived in his house for two months and you have worked hard. How can you get a fish?"

Jia Zhang opened her mouth and said it in front of Jia Dongxu, showing no mercy to Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu's face instantly turned red, and her ears felt hot.

Jia Dongxu on the side looked away, "Yes, wife."

"I still get paid for working for others."

"If you go and ask for a fish, that will give him an advantage."

Qin Huairu felt even more uncomfortable after hearing this.

Nothing really happened between her and Yang Xiaotao.
To be continued...