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857 Plastic Sisterhood(1/2)

Seeing Qin Jingru's appearance, Shazhu could only smile and did not dare to refute.

Just now he felt the little thing in his stomach kicked, and there was a small bulge in his belly.

After carefully being intimate for a while, Shazhu stood up from Qin Jingru.

Looking at Qin Jingru, who is full of maternal glory, Shazhu, who has lacked maternal love since he was a child, can't control the emotions in his body.

Qin Jingru quickly stood up and pushed Shazhu away, "Stop messing around and don't even look at what time it is. It's too late to go back. What should I do if Xu Damao knows?"

Silly Zhu's face turned red, and he really wanted to say, tell Xu Damao to get lost, and I will take care of you two.

But he couldn't say anything because he was still in labor camp.

"Okay, give me the money quickly. I haven't eaten meat in the past few days. I'm pointing at Xu Damao. I might as well count on you."

Silly Zhu nodded quickly, "I like to hear this."

"Jingru, when I come out, I will make delicious food for you and your son every day from now on, and we will eat it in different ways. I will serve you two fat and fat. They are better than the boys in the courtyard!"

Silly Zhu proudly promised, Qin Jingru had no expression on her face, but she was happy in her heart.

On one side is Xu Damao, the projectionist, making money, and on the other side is Sha Zhu, the cook.

When I have a son in the future, that day will be haha.

"Then let's wait until you come out. Come on, I have to go."

Silly Zhu nodded, quickly took out a roll of money from his arms, stuffed it directly into Qin Jingru's arms, and deliberately lifted it up.

"Like hell, leave me."

Qin Jingru patted her chest and walked out.

After taking two steps, Qin Jingru stopped again.

"By the way, I heard that you gave Qin Huairu money?"

Silly Zhu was so excited that he was about to refuse.

But Qin Jingru didn't give him a chance at all, "Don't say no, my cousin was bragging about it in the courtyard and even bought meat, tsk tsk."

Silly Zhu giggled when he heard this, and quickly explained, "Jingru, please listen to my explanation. Isn't this the big brother who got in touch with me?"

"You also know that Qin Huairu had a good relationship with me in the past. She washed clothes and cleaned up for me on weekdays. Later, we almost lived together. This person said that a couple's love lasts for a night. Although we didn't make it,

But the relationship is pretty good, who doesn’t have any difficulties with this..."

Qin Jingru couldn't listen to Sha Zhu saying good things about Qin Huairu, and she didn't want to hear Sha Zhu say stupid things.

"Tai, Tai, Tai, she is in trouble, isn't she? It's not easy for her, isn't she? Then go and ask her to give you a son, and don't look for me."

"Hey, little aunt, what are you talking about?"

Shazhu quickly stepped forward and took Qin Jingru's hand.

At this moment, he could see that even though the two were cousins, their relationship was really not that good.

Qin Jingru looked ignored and unhappy.

"Okay, I can see it. You sisters, obviously we are sisters, but secretly you are more difficult to deal with than Shamao and I."

"You still say? I can't bear to see her like that, huh!"

"What's it like?"

"What don't you know?"

"Ah, I know, I know."

"You know the head."

Qin Jingru threw the leftover carrot tops on Sha Zhu.

"Let me tell you, if you have money and things, give them to me. I will keep them for our son. In the future, he will use the money to go to school and marry a wife. You are not as good as Yang Xiaotao in this courtyard. Is it possible that our son is not as good as that Dragon Boat Festival?

"

"That won't work. I'm a hero and a good man. If I pass this skill on to my son, it will definitely be better than that Dragon Boat Festival."

"You have to brag, I'm still an eighth-level fitter and engineer."

"Hey, don't you know this? Each of these cooks has a secret recipe that is passed down from male to female. As long as you have this, you can cook without running away."

Shazhu said proudly and pointed in the direction of the courtyard, "Does Yang Xiaotao have a secret recipe? Even if he is an engineer or an eighth-level fitter, if his son wants to be a worker, he will have to take the exam step by step."

"Let's not talk about anything else. The uncle in front of you is his apprentice, your dead brother-in-law. Jia Dongxu has been studying with him for many years, and he is not even a first-class fitter."

"So, from now on, our son will definitely be better than Dragon Boat Festival."

Shazhu said so categorically that even Qin Jingru thought that was what happened.

"Humph, you just know it yourself."

Qin Jingru raised her head proudly and said, "Don't take advantage of the widow. If you dare to give her money again, you will never see this son again."

"snort!"

After saying that, Qin Jingru turned around and left.

"Okay, hey, don't worry, I won't give it to you again."

Silly Zhu kept thinking about the word 'our son' and grinned happily. Then he looked at Qin Jingru's twisting and fat waist, and the heat in his heart could no longer be endured.

After waiting for a while, Shazhu took a deep breath and slowly left from the alley.

Then, find the right direction and accelerate again.

On the other side, Qin Huairu, who was looking for him, happened to see Shazhu's running figure, with a posture similar to that of a dog chasing him.

The difference is that this time I'm running back.

Qin Huairu didn't have the energy to chase anymore, but she saw that there was no one else around.

Could it be that Shazhu is hiding something in here?

Walking in quietly, the marks on the ground didn't look like a person.

'Huh? This is...'

'You stupid fool, you still have to go so far to solve the problem?'

At this moment, Qin Huairu looked at the things on the wall and fell into doubt.

You are worse than a wall?

No, there must be something she doesn't know.

I lowered my head and looked around, and suddenly I saw a piece of leftover radish root in the corner. Judging from the bite, it must have been eaten not long ago.

She followed Sha Zhu all the way, but she never saw Sha Zhu eating radishes. How could there be radishes?

When I looked again, the footprints on the ground were not quite right either.

There are very few human traces here. It is unusual to see a shabby house. The footprints on the ground are obviously large and small. They must be two people.

Could it be a woman?

"Silly Zhu, you heartless person, how dare you find a woman behind my back!"

Qin Huairu pinched the head of the carrot and said harshly.

...

In the evening, Qin Huairu returned to the courtyard with her clothes.

After all the running around today, she didn't go anywhere.

We can only wait until tomorrow.

Back home, Mrs. Jia and Zhang were cooking. It was a rare occasion to make corn pancakes tonight, which was also a good thing at their house.

Last time I went to the alley for a while, I was finally exempted from the 'use fee' of half a catty of corn, which made Jia Zhang feel that her value is still there.

It's just that she has to give some discounts in the courtyard. After leaving the courtyard, she is still the 'mighty' Jia Zhang family.

Of course, as old people, after Jia Zhang and Qin Huairu finished pushing the corn flour with a small mill, they deliberately turned the small mill over under Qin Huairu's puzzled eyes. As a result, half a bowl of corn flour was swept out from the cracks in the stone.

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This operation shocked Qin Huairu.

Sure enough, peers are enemies, and the ones who know you best are always your peers.

"Huairu, why did you get it back again?"

puff

As soon as Mrs. Jia Zhang finished speaking, her buttocks were not clamped, and there was a foul smell in the room.

Qin Huairu was no longer surprised.

Ever since they ate the cornmeal, they also felt something was wrong.

Not only did the pancakes not have the same texture as before, they were not sweet and a bit astringent.
To be continued...
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