Chapter 790 Er Sha Zhu’s Fighting Spirit
“Hey, Sha Zhu, are you stupid!”
Xu Damao grabbed the test sheet and looked at Sha Zhu’s stunned expression. Titus was happy.
She was bullied by Silly Zhu when she was young. It was so miserable. Now her daughter-in-law has finally gained some relief.
Just like Silly Zhu, not to mention he has a son, even a daughter-in-law is not good enough. He probably doesn’t even know what it’s like to be a woman.
Haha~
Xu Damao felt proud and made up his mind to let this stupid Zhu stay single in this life.
From this day on, he, Xu Damao, will have the upper hand.
"Silly Zhu, you don't understand. You are destined to be a bachelor."
After that, Xu Damao sprayed at Silly Zhu for a while, feeling proud, and then left.
From beginning to end, Silly Zhu was immersed in his own world.
He, Silly Zhu, is also going to have a son.
He was sure that what was in Qin Jingru’s belly was his seed.
Although my body was a little overwhelmed that day, although one was missing, there was still one that could be used.
And it turns out that one can get pregnant.
Besides, Xu Damao, that bastard, would never be able to give birth.
And if Qin Jingru can get pregnant, it must be his.
He, Silly Zhu, has a wife and is worthy of the old He family!
The joy in my heart appeared instantly, and I saw Xu Damao leaving proudly.
Then, something came to mind.
He knew about this son, even Qin Jingru knew about it, but others didn't know about it.
Can't know either.
Otherwise, this son might not be able to come out!
Thinking of this, Shazhu suppressed the ecstasy on his face again, and his face became sad again.
I just feel more proud of Xu Damao, my mortal enemy. What’s wrong with you having a son?
That's my seed. The blood is from the old He family. It has nothing to do with this stupid guy.
Just be obedient and raise a son for me.
Waiting to be raised
Haha!
Silly Zhu wanted to laugh out loud, but he was afraid of being discovered, so he had to hold it back, so he could only hold it in his heart for a while.
Yi Zhonghai on the side lowered his head to eat when Xu Damao came over and ignored Xu Damao.
How would he accept the fact that Xu Damao, a poor family, had a child?
Why does Xu Damao have a son?
Why can’t he?
Qin Jingru can get pregnant, why can’t Qin Huairu?
Could it be that Qin Huairu didn't want to have a baby?
Yi Zhonghai fell into doubt for a while.
"Master, I'm leaving!"
Silly Zhu didn't eat anymore, he wanted to find a place where no one was around and laugh out loud.
So far away, Shazhu grinned.
"I have a son!"
"One by one, didn't they say that I am dead? Didn't they say that I can't find a wife?"
"Just wait for me."
"Xu Damao, Yang Xiaotao, Yan Fugui..."
"They were all waiting and watching with wide eyes, hahaha!"
Silly Zhu laughed wildly in the wind, not feeling the chilly wind at all.
"I have a son, I have a son!"
Muttering with his head lowered, Sha Zhu suddenly felt hope rising in his heart.
With his son, he is no longer homeless and alone.
It’s just that in the future, my son knows what happened. What if he doesn’t recognize him?
In those years, it was not uncommon for children who were taken away to live a good life with their adoptive parents, but who did not want to admit it when their biological father died.
He didn’t want his son to dislike him and disown him.
I don’t even want to share my son with that bastard Silly Mao.
Besides, if by chance, this matter comes to light, he must have this son, but how can he support his son now?
There is also his mother. If Xu Damao discovers her, he will keep her no matter what.
But now, he doesn't even have a house.
What to do?
Without money, no house, and no status, how can you raise a son and a wife?
For a time, Shazhu was defeated by reality, and his eyes were dull again.
For a long time, Silly Zhu looked at his hands.
A worker can raise a tall building from the ground with his hands.
With a pair of hands, a cook can ensure a good harvest regardless of drought or flood.
It’s not that Silly Zhu has nothing, he also has the ability to cook, which he will pass on to his son in the future, which will be enough to gain a foothold in these four-nine cities.
Just like his father He Daqing.
Thinking of the old man who shouldered everything for him, Shazhu suddenly felt a surge of pride in his heart. If his father could do it for his son, then he could also fight for his son.
"From today on, I, He Yuzhu, will cheer up, save money for my son, and buy a house for my wife!"
On the other side, Xu Damao is also full of fighting spirit.
In his opinion, if Qin Jingru can give him one child, she can give him a second child.
It would be best to be like Yang Xiaotao, conceive twins, have three sons, and become a prominent figure in the courtyard.
For the sake of his son, Xu Damao also secretly worked hard in his heart. He had to work hard to make money, and he wanted to earn a fortune for his son.
At the very least, it cannot be worse than the people in the courtyard.
And this first step is to gain a foothold here.
Compared to the courtyard house, this kind of suburb is more suitable for people like him.
Xu Damao had already thought about it last night. While there are still a few months left, he will establish a good relationship here. He cannot be a projectionist at the steel rolling mill, but he can be one here, in this factory. There is no projector, but he has one at home.
As long as everything goes well, he is still the projectionist.
In the future, his son will also be a projectionist.
In the courtyard, Mrs. Jia Zhang sat on the bed and looked at Qin Huairu. The two of them sat awkwardly for a long time. It was almost noon and the meal had not been cooked yet.
This morning I saw Xu Damao running out like crazy, holding a test sheet in his hand. He told everyone he met that he had a son, which shocked the people in the hospital.
Don’t let another lunatic come out. Will there be peace in the courtyard?
Fortunately, everyone knew what was going on, and everyone was relieved. He was just a son, and he was acting like no one else in the courtyard.
Others didn't care, but the Jia family felt like they were struck by lightning and couldn't believe it.
Didn’t you say it was fake? How come it has come true?
Jia Zhang looked at Qin Huairu, opened her mouth but still didn't say anything.
Qin Huairu was cursing in her heart at the moment. This Qin Jingru was really nothing. She was obviously pregnant, so why were you looking for her?
Not only did he work hard, but he also benefited from the unscrupulous doctor who issued false orders.
In the end, the benefits are only three melons and two dates. If you take advantage of less, you will suffer a loss. From now on, there will be no handle. How can we continue?
"Huairu, don't think about it, hurry up and cook. You see, Xiao Danghuaihua is hungry."
Jia Zhang reminded from the side, Qin Huairu wiped away her tears of grievance. Nothing in her life had gone smoothly.
I finally got married, but the person I left behind flourished and rose to prominence.
I finally had a child and a happy family, but the man died.
Finally, we found someone to take over, but that person was arrested and sent to a labor camp.
Let go of the shame in your heart, thinking that you can live a good life this way, but in the end you were fired, and all your plans came to nothing.
Looking at the smiling faces of the people in the steel rolling mill yesterday afternoon, Qin Huairu felt even more unfair about his fate.
Why, everything goes wrong, why is it her?
"I'm going to cook."
Wiping his face, Jia Zhang walked to the noodle vat while sighing, opened the lid, and looked at the thin layer inside.
It’s the Chinese New Year, and there’s nothing to eat at home.
The tears could no longer be held back, and they fell into the noodle vat.
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Yangjiazhuang
Yang Xiaotao drove the jeep slowly into the village.
Ran Qiuye was holding Duanwu from behind, riding in a jeep for the first time, and the excitement on his face had not diminished.
In the passenger seat, Wangcai was lying on the seat with his head on the window, sticking out his tongue and licking the glass from time to time.
"Wangcai, sit down. It's blocking my reflector!"
Yang Xiaotao reached out and pushed Wangcai's head aside, then looked back at his wife and son.
"How was the Dragon Boat Festival?"
Ran Qiuye looked at his sleeping son and shook his head, "I'm tired from all the fuss, let's go to sleep."
"Haha, it's my first time riding in a car. I guess I’m excited.”
“Are you okay?”
Ran Qiuye smiled and said, "It's not bad, but my legs feel a little uncomfortable."
"We've entered the village and we'll be home soon. We'll just do some exercise then."
Yang Xiaotao said, trying his best Control the car and move forward smoothly.
Soon, someone appeared in front of the car. Yang Xiaotao took a look and stopped the car.
“Stone!”
Looking at Yang Shitou with a curious look on his face, Yang Xiaotao pulled down the glass and greeted Yang Shitou.
"Tao, Brother Tao!"
"Oh, you drove back, the jeep is so beautiful!"
Yang Shitou drove the donkey cart, pulling behind him A pile of firewood.
"Sister-in-law, you are back too. The students at the school have missed you these days!"
Seeing Ran Qiuye showing his head, Yang Shitou quickly greeted him.
Ran Qiuye smiled, "School is on holiday?"
"It's been released, it's been released a long time ago. There are a lot of children in the village these days. They don't go to school and are making trouble everywhere, and they can't be controlled!"< br>
Yang Shitou said with a smile, looking at Yang Xiaotao with admiration.
In just a few years, jeeps are already on the road.
"Shitou, where is the master?"
"In the village, maybe. A few days ago, I said you wouldn't come back because you wanted to see the Dragon Boat Festival."
"Okay, I'll leave first. I'll go there at noon. Drinking at home.”
“Hey, okay.”
The car started and ran slowly along the road.
Along the way, he met villagers from time to time, and Yang Xiaotao greeted them one by one, giving him a feeling of returning home from wealth.
At noon, Yang Xiaotao hosted a banquet at home for Yang Dazhuang's ninth uncle, Yang Shitou, and Teacher Hong, while Ran Qiuye walked around the village accompanied by several women.
Now that the school is on holiday, the teacher has also returned home. It is empty. Ran Qiuye walks around and asks about the situation in the coming year.
Yang Dazhuang’s wife doesn’t know much. She just heard that the school will expand its enrollment in the coming year. There are more and more school-age children in these years and the classrooms are not enough.
Ran Qiuye frowned. With more students, the gap for teachers will be greater, and the consumption of materials is not a small amount.
However, she couldn't control this matter, so she should let her men worry about it.
Yang family.
Yang Xiaotao took out the wine he brought back, and Yang Shitou took it and served it to several people.
Teacher Hong looked at the food on the table and picked up a piece of pig head meat with chopsticks. "Xiao Yang, your cooking skills are amazing. The great masters in Sijiu City are not bad either."
Yang Xiaotao smiled and said, "What you said, how dare I compare with others."
Mr. Yang nodded. His teeth were not very good, so he could only eat the braised pork on the side.
"Teacher Hong, don't praise him. Seeing as he cooks buns and drives back, he's not afraid of others gossiping."
Mr. Yang said angrily, eating as much as possible, but there are some things It’s time to say what needs to be said.
Yang Xiaotao didn't dare to explain. From the Taiye's point of view, it was wrong no matter how you said it was wrong.
Just listen.
Teacher Hong smiled and interrupted, "No, no, no, this pig's head is not something that ordinary chefs can handle well."
"Look at it, the hair is clean, the meat is professionally processed, and the With this tongue and ears..."
"Tsk, tsk, if I didn't know that you are a worker, this would really be... You are a cook."
Yang Dazhuang also said, "Yes, if you pass on this skill, you won't have to worry about your children having nothing to eat."
"That's right, Brother Tao, I want it." It’s okay if you don’t pass it on to my kids. When the Dragon Boat Festival comes, I’ll go to the factory and cook for you.”
Yang Shitou also smiled, and Mr. Yang's face lit up after hearing this, and he still agreed with Yang Xiaotao's ability to flourish.
Of course, it would be best to have more sons.
"Your skills must be passed down. When the time comes, all the children in the family will learn from it, and our Yangjiazhuang will be full of talents."
Yang Dazhuang said with emotion, these They, Yangjiazhuang, watched Yang Xiaotao's rise step by step.
With his help, it transformed from a grain-sheltering village into a surplus grain village. Not only has it contributed to the country, it has now become a well-known farm.
A few days ago, Fatty Ding asked him to go to the town to give a report and tell other villages how their villages had changed over the years.
He thought for a while, but he really didn’t say anything, because everything that happened in their village was because of Yang Xiaotao.
It’s that simple.
One person attains the Tao, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven, that’s all.
(End of this chapter)