The next morning, the sun shone brightly and the temperature was pleasant.
Qin Huairu got up early, first helped the children get dressed, then carefully combed her own hair, and finally went out to wash up.
After finishing all this, Qin Huairu still seemed unsatisfied. She took out another piece of red paper and licked it a few times.
Finally, she took out a box of face cream, carefully scooped out a little, and applied it evenly to her face.
Looking at the face cream box in her hand, Qin Huairu couldn't help but feel a little smug.
She couldn't bear to buy this; these were gifts from the kids in the workshop, and the price she paid was... well, just touching their little hands, it was nothing.
"Sis, why are you all dressed up? Dinner is ready, you can eat now."
Qin Jingru, who had just finished making breakfast, walked in from outside and asked, puzzled.
"Oh! It's not what you think. This box of face cream also has an expiration date, and it will spoil easily if left for too long."
Qin Jingru didn't believe Qin Huairu's explanation at all.
"Since it breaks so easily, why can't I use it? Humph! How hypocritical."
However, Qin Jingru could only think these words in her heart; she dared not say them aloud.
After all, she was still living under someone else's roof; otherwise, she wouldn't have been in contact with Xu Damao.
Qin Huairu had no idea about her cousin's little scheme. She was just about to go eat and then begin the first step of her plan.
Soon, the family, having finished their busy work, sat down at the table to eat breakfast.
Seeing the unchanging black cornbread on the table, the thin porridge that reflects your image, and the meager amount of pickled vegetable roots, Banggeng lost his appetite.
So he pointed at the cornbread and questioned it with a look of disgust.
"Auntie, can't you steam some plain white steamed buns? I'm growing and need nutrition. Will this be enough to supplement my nutrition?"
"It's just what I have to do. This is all we have left at home. How about I steam a pot of white flour buns for you next month when the ration comes through?"
Qin Jingru had no choice but to explain helplessly that even a skilled cook can't cook without rice.
Who knew that her explanation would have been better than the explanation itself, which angered Banggeng, who felt his status was being challenged.
"I don't care, Mom. This aunt must have wanted to steal some herself, so she hid the flour."
"Sister, I didn't. The ration of flour at home is so small, and it's always used up as soon as it's brought back. I've never eaten a single bite."
Qin Jingru hurriedly tried to explain, her eyes welling up with tears in her eyes.
"Alright, alright, Jingru, you're a grown adult, why are you getting angry with a child? I know you don't."
After comforting Qin Jingru, Qin Huairu didn't have the heart to scold her son, but instead soothed him as well.
"Bang Geng, Mom knows you're growing. Here's what I'll do: in a couple of days, when Mom gets paid, I'll buy you some flour to make steamed buns. What do you think?"
"Mom, I want to eat braised pork again. Look how thin I've gotten."
You have to admit that Banggeng is smart from a young age; he knows how to seize opportunities and gain more benefits for himself.
"Okay, okay, Mom agrees to everything. Now it's time to eat, isn't it?"
Qin Huairu reluctantly agreed to this unreasonable request, just to appease the child first.
She just didn't realize that such boundless indulgence wasn't loving her child, but harming her.
Qin Jingru, who had been wronged, felt very uncomfortable seeing that Qin Huairu didn't care about her feelings at all.
She increasingly felt that she was an outsider, a superfluous person, which made her even more determined to get out of this family as soon as possible.
Even following Xu Damao, who has no descendants, is better than living under someone else's roof.
Before long, the family finished breakfast. While her cousin was washing the dishes, Qin Huairu kept an eye on the apartment across the street.
Because she was waiting for an opportunity to bump into Yi Zhonghai and see if she could win over this old philanderer.
As expected, Yi Zhonghai did not disappoint her. In the time it takes to smoke a cigarette, he came out of his house and prepared to go to work.
Seeing this, Qin Huairu quickly told her cousin, "Jingru, I'm going to work. Take good care of the child."
"Okay, sis!"
After saying that, Qin Huairu hurriedly went out the door and followed Yi Zhonghai.
Who knew that as soon as she stepped out the door, she ran into Sha Zhu again.
The two families didn't get along, so they just nodded awkwardly without saying a word.
As for whether Sha Zhu had feelings for her? Qin Huairu was well aware of it.
To this, she could only say, "Forget it! She's not even good-looking, but her ideas are ridiculously beautiful."
But you can't blame her for that; the key is that Sha Zhu is useless.
If you replace Shazhu with Sun Zhengguo, the story would probably be completely different.
While Sha Zhu was still in a daze, Qin Huairu had already left the courtyard, and her prey was not far away from her.
So she quickened her pace and arrived at Yi Zhonghai's side in just a few steps.
However, in order not to arouse his suspicion, Qin Huairu did not rush forward, but pretended to bump into him by chance and casually greeted him.
"Good morning, Uncle Yi. What a coincidence, you're going to work too?"
"Mmm! Good morning."
Although the two families had a bad relationship, one shouldn't hit someone who's smiling, so Yi Zhonghai still gave a curt reply.
Seeing that her strategy had succeeded, Qin Huairu did not immediately try to get closer to him.
Instead, he quickened his pace, walked ahead of Yi Zhonghai, and leisurely trailed behind him.
However, her actions caused hardship for Yi Zhonghai, who was following behind.
At this moment, Yi Zhonghai, who was following behind, smelled the faint fragrance in the air and watched Qin Huairu twisting the large millstone from side to side, feeling extremely awkward.
In such a situation, even a young person, let alone a seasoned john, would find it hard not to have any thoughts.
Don't be fooled by Yi Zhonghai's low profile over the years and his seemingly 'highly respected' demeanor; it's all a facade.
He is actually a hypocrite with a strong desire for control and a depraved nature.
If this were in the past, he might not have had any particular thoughts about his apprentice's wife.
But now? To be honest, he still doesn't dare to think about it. Even putting aside the relationship between the two families, he wouldn't even consider that possibility.
Because he knew a timeless truth: all widows in the world are poisonous, and touching them will surely lead to death.
And so, with their own thoughts in mind, the two of them arrived at the steel rolling mill one after the other and entered the fitter's workshop.
Having just enjoyed the picturesque scenery along the way, Yi Zhonghai regained his spirits upon smelling the familiar rusty smell of the workshop and headed to his workstation…
Qin Huairu, who received a warning from Sister Hua yesterday, is also preparing to behave herself today.
So as soon as she arrived, she instructed Guo Da Piezi and the others not to come and help her for the time being, so as not to cause gossip.
Although Guo Da Piezi and the others were unhappy, Sister Hua was a well-known strong woman in this fitter's workshop, and they couldn't afford to offend her, so they could only endure it for the time being.
Without any support, Qin Huairu had to take matters into her own hands today, delivering truckloads of unfinished parts to various craftsmen.
However, Qin Huairu pulled a clever trick today. She discussed it with the other apprentices and they switched areas, with her taking charge of the senior craftsmen section.
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