In front of the house, in the yard.

Ran's mother was killing chickens in the yard. The four chickens that Yang Xiaotao raised last time were used to check the corn condition. Later, they were kept at Ran's mother's house after they were on a business trip.

These native chickens are very edible, and Ran's mother is also diligent in raising them. Now they weigh four or five kilograms. I just want to eat one now, and the rest will be given to Ran Qiuye during confinement.

Yang Xiaotao entered the room and was about to put down his things and come out to help. Then he saw Ran Qiuye and Lou Xiao'e sitting together. They both stopped talking when Yang Xiaotao came back. However, if you look carefully, Lou Xiao'e's eyes were still red and she didn't know what she was talking about.

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The two continued to talk, but Yang Xiaotao did not join in. He put down his things and went out to help, cleaning up the chickens and cutting vegetables. However, Yang Xiaotao took out the carpentry box and started working on the Dragon Boat Festival.

From time to time someone would come over and say a few words in the courtyard.

Maybe it was his birthday during the Dragon Boat Festival, or maybe there was a turnaround in the machine tool business, but Yang Xiaotao's face looked more natural today, as usual.

Wang Xiaohu led several children to wander around, and distributed a lot of tomatoes and cucumbers in the yard, making the whole yard full of joy.

People are coming and going, and the Yang family's place is particularly lively.

In comparison, the Jia family not far away seemed deserted.

Xiao Dang led Sophora japonica and stood at the door, watching the children playing around the Dragon Boat Festival with envy on his face.

Looking at the tomatoes and cucumbers in his hands, he even swallowed his saliva.

It's a pity that they can't dare to go and ask for it.

They were frightened by the big dog just by looking at it, especially Xiaodang. Every time the dog stared at her, she would think of her brother who helped her get things.

'It would be great if my brother were here. I would definitely be able to bring back something delicious.'

Xiaodang glanced into the distance, then led Sophora japonica, who was eating her fingers, back to the house.

In the room, the old god Jia Zhang was present, and Qin Huairu looked calm.

"Mom, when are we going to eat zongzi?"

Xiaodang leaned against Qin Huairu and said timidly.

Many families in the courtyard would make rice dumplings, especially those with children to pray for peace.

But in the Jia family, the Jia Zhang family and Qin Huairu had no intention of taking action.

"Be a good boy. Mom will get it for you later."

"Go get it?"

"Well, I'll wait at home and let you eat until you're full."

"Oh, that's great, let's eat rice dumplings."

The long-lost laughter came from Jia’s house.

Not long after, when the night was about to fall, the door of Jia's house was opened. Qin Huairu came out and glanced at Yang Xiaotao who was tinkering with the chair, and Lou Xiao'e who was holding the Dragon Boat Festival and pointing at the side. This scene felt awkward no matter how you looked at it.

Looking at Lou Xiao'e, staying shamelessly next to Yang Xiaotao, she knew exactly what she was thinking.

What I just can't figure out is that he is obviously much more outstanding than Lou Xiao'e, so why does Yang Xiaotao look down on him?

I feel a little panicked mentally, but fortunately I have children, who are much better than the hens that don’t lay eggs.

Thinking this way, I felt somewhat comforted.

Then he raised his head and walked towards the backyard.

Yang Xiaotao concentrated on polishing and oiling the little chair. He was afraid of knocking the little one, so he didn't care.

While the family was sitting together preparing to eat, there was suddenly yelling and shouting coming from the backyard.

Yang Xiaotao listened for a while, then signaled to everyone to continue eating.

In the room, little Dragon Boat Festival was held by Ran's mother. The little birthday boy was obviously a little tired and could hardly open his eyes, but his little mouth kept on eating a bowl of egg custard very quickly.

Ran Qiuye was talking to Lou Xiao'e on the side, as if she had endless things to say, but Ran Xinrui interrupted every now and then, leaving Yang Xiaotao and Ran Hongbing to lower their heads to eat.

Fortunately, the food cooked by Yang Xiaotao is indeed delicious.

In the backyard, Qin Jingru and Qin Huairu were fighting each other, and the second aunt was arguing at the side. After a while, the first aunt, the third aunt, and others ran over one after another to separate the two.

"Qin Huairu, let me tell you, you don't want to threaten me again for that trivial matter. If you have the ability, just say it. Who will believe it if it doesn't seem to be true? Let's see who will pay attention to you!"

Qin Jingru was stopped by the second aunt, and the skin on her right cheek was scratched, and she shouted angrily.

She was preparing meals at home, making rice dumplings and waiting for Xu Damao to come back. Unexpectedly, Qin Huairu came in and smiled, picked up the basin to put the rice dumplings and eggs in without saying a few words, and shamelessly said that her children hadn't eaten yet, so they would take them back.

They try it.

I'm so stupid that I can't bear to eat it.

In addition, after thinking about the consequences last time, Qin Jingru didn't tolerate her, so she went up to her and snatched the basin away from her, and immediately said to get out.

But Qin Huairu didn't give up and wanted to threaten her with Silly Zhu, but the two of them started to quarrel.

Finally, they started fighting.

The aunt opposite also stopped Qin Huairu. She was better than Qin Jingru, her face was fine, but her open collar was dug twice by nails, and there were two red strands on her fair skin that were particularly conspicuous.

"Okay, okay, you white-eyed wolf."

"You used to live in my house when things were good, and all the food you ate came from my house. But after you started living a good life, you turned your back on me and refused to recognize anyone else. How come we have such a white-eyed wolf like you in Qinjiazhuang?"

"Qin Jingru, let me tell you, from now on, never come to beg me!"

"Bah, Qin Huairu, you think you are some kind of good thing. You slept in Silly Zhu's bed and you forgot your last name?"

"You, you shameless person."

"Who knows who is shameless? People just see through you and don't care about you, you shabby shoes."

"You white-eyed wolf, a heartless white-eyed wolf..."

Qin Jingru was not to be outdone, the two of them cursed at each other, and finally Qin Huairu turned around and left.

From beginning to end, she never told anything about Qin Jingru and Shazhu.

In her heart, she still wanted to get along with Silly Zhu, and she couldn't quarrel with him.

At least, not until she tied the stupid pillar to her body.

Everyone watched the excitement for a while, and then went home as both parties left.

Yang family.

Although I didn't go to the scene to see it, the sound of Qin Huairu and Qin Jingru's quarrel was not missed at all. Everyone in the family heard it clearly, but they didn't take it seriously.

You find it all by yourself, choose your own path, and walk it to the end.

When Qin Huairu returned home, she saw Mrs. Jia Zhang beating her head on the bedside and sitting in front of the stove angrily, preparing to light a fire for cooking.

When Jia Zhang saw that Qin Huairu didn't get anything back, she immediately covered her head and asked what was going on. Qin Huairu lifted up her collar, revealing the red hair inside, and when she told her what was going on, Jia Zhang immediately went to find her.

Qin Jingru settles accounts.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Fortunately, Qin Huairu still has some sense and knows that it is not difficult to deal with Qin Jingru, especially Xu Damao who is behind Qin Jingru.

Without the idiot Yi Zhonghai in this courtyard, and the people in the courtyard are cold-hearted, their family will only suffer a loss against Xu Damao.

After convincing Jia and Zhang to stop, the two of them sat aside and began to play and sigh.

The family's only "income" is gone again.

What to do next?

The people in the courtyard are obviously not the same as before. Without Yi Zhonghai's "education", everyone just thinks about living their own lives and never thinks about how difficult their family is.

In the past, she could go to the yard to help out, get acquainted, and harvest something.

But since the life of the people in the hospital has gotten better and better, no one welcomes her even when she comes to the door, and she is more indifferent.

Gradually, the relationship between the people in the courtyard and her became more and more distant.

The good reputation that was built in the past has also gone through ups and downs.

Qin Huairu was so distraught that if no one helped her, she would have to go to work.

But without Si Zhu and Yi Zhonghai, who else in this courtyard would be willing to help her?

He raised his head and glanced at the lively scene outside, feeling lost for a moment.

After the Yang family finished eating and playing for a while, Yang Xiaotao sent Lou Xiao'e away.

Ran's mother was packing things in the courtyard. As people get older and sleep less, they always have endless things to do. Sometimes they feed the chickens, sometimes they look after the dogs, and then they go to bed to rest after everyone else is asleep.

In the next room, Yang Xiaotao held Ran Qiuye in his arms, and beside him, little Duanwu kicked his legs and fell asleep.

On the window sill, Xiaowei's figure flashed past. A mosquito broke into the restricted area and was instantly penetrated by the wood.

Neither of them slept. Yang Xiaotao didn't dare to sleep because he had something to do, for fear of delaying the matter.

Ran Qiuye felt sick in her stomach, couldn't sleep, and had something on her mind.

Ran Qiuye was worried when he learned that Yang Xiaotao was going to drive out at night.

However, she also knows the situation of her men. Sometimes when they are busy, their feet are not touching the ground.
To be continued...