C74

"Damn it, why is this guy here again?" It's practically lingering like a ghost! " Qiu Hai gritted his teeth, his eyelids twitched and he lost his composure.

Unlucky! They had not even started talking when the creditor came knocking on the door again. Could it be that she couldn't give him more time to catch his breath?

At this moment, Qu Shufen could no longer be bothered with counting her husbands. She looked into the yard through the half-open door and said, in a daze:

"This time, there seems to be more people coming back. Why don't you just jump out the back window and hide at the third uncle's house for a few days?

After you leave, I'll go with my mother and send them away first. Then, he would find a way to collect all the money. When that time comes, when we have confidence, none of us will be afraid. "

Qiu Hai knew these two very well. One for money, one for his children.

With their families so poor, what could they possibly think of? It was most likely because he was plotting against Qing Zhu and wanted to use the little girl to exchange for money.

I'm afraid, after I run away, these two old ladies will decide on their own to agree to all of Boss He's conditions. He then took out a portion of the money he had earned from selling the green bamboo to help him repay his debt.

This Boss He seemed well-dressed and refined. But in the dark, who knew what it was?

What if he didn't have any good intentions and secretly dug out Green Bamboo after breaking off their relationship? What would he do if he sold it?

If that was the case, wouldn't it be the same as ruining the baby?

The more Qiu Hai thought about it, the more scared he became. Sweat beaded on his forehead.

He worked all day as a carpenter, exhausted, and went to sleep when he came back at night. He couldn't even be bothered to chat with his wife, much less the others.

Even when he wasn't working, he would always find an excuse not to go home and deliberately go out into the quiet. Apart from eating at a table, he didn't usually interact much with the green bamboo.

Therefore, Qiu Hai's impression of green bamboo was limited to being honest, taciturn, and shy. In addition, in front of his uncle, he was always well-behaved and always respected him. At most, he would be like this.

However, just yesterday, when he was being beaten by a group of people, this niece of his, despite everything, rushed over to protect him, and was hit several times.

Let alone an outsider, even if it was his own son, he wasn't sure if he would be able to do what Qingzhu did.

For this reason, he couldn't help but discover with his conscience that he paid a lot more attention to the green bamboo, and also felt a bit more care for it as if it were his family.

In addition, the little girl had offered to use him to pay her debt, which made him feel even more guilty.

She was already being treated like a niece.

Therefore, he shook his head and rejected his wife's suggestion, "You will have to pay back the money you owe sooner or later.

Besides, it wasn't time yet, and they were on their way to collect the debt. Doing so would not be in accordance with the rules of the martial arts world! I'd better personally go out and have a look. Face to face with a gong, it's better to pull things out clearly. "

With that, Qiu Hai straightened his back. He turned around, forcefully pushed open the door, and walked out with large strides.

Qingzhu was worried about her uncle, while Qu Shufen was worried about her husband. Thus, the two of them, one in front and one behind, hurriedly followed behind.

There was a crowd at the door, twice as many as the day before. Green Bamboo raised his eyes and instantly recognized the father and son duo in the crowd.

At the same time, the fool also cast his gaze towards her. As soon as their eyes met, he grinned.

Green Bamboo turned his head in disgust and quickly shifted his gaze away.

The fool's gaze seemed to be glued to the green bamboo, revolving around her.

Two days ago, he was severely taught a lesson by Yan Xibai's bodyguard. His wounds had not completely healed, and his wrists were still wrapped in white gauze.

He raised his elbow and knocked his father, who was standing on his right side with a Band-Aid on the bridge of his nose, with excitement that he could not suppress.

"Dad, do you see that? My wife came out, she's over there. "

"I see it. "My dear, I've made you so happy." The bald old man turned his head and stroked his son's head lovingly. He couldn't help but think in his heart:

His son's exuberance was truly enviable!

Once upon a time, he was also a piece of fresh meat. Just like his son at this moment, he possessed thick black hair that he was proud of.

At the time, his hairline was quite forward, and he looked quite spirited. Not like now. Not only was his beer belly bulging, but his hair had also fallen out.

This morning, his wife was still playing around with him. She said that if he lost weight, he would be able to become Xie Guangkun's substitute.

Alas, the passing of time does not forgive people!

After sighing for a while, he said with a face full of love,

"Actually, Father still hasn't figured out what's so good about such a skinny little girl. Is it really worth it for you to talk so much?

You are still young and have never seen a few girls, so you don't know anything and your aesthetic abilities are lacking. As the saying goes, 'Dumplings must be eaten hot, wives must marry fat'.

Take your mother for example. A meal can make five meat buns. What did this mean? This meant he had a good physique! Moreover, she had a thick waist, thick legs, and a large face.

Ever since she married me, my life has been getting better and better. Whose credit was this? It was all she did for me. The next year, Geggy gave me a big fat kid, you big baby.

The fat man was a bit rich, but he also stayed in the house. If you want me to say so, you should just go by your mother's standards.

For example, your Uncle Li's daughter looks like your mother. Be it in size or appearance, they are all a hundred times better than the green bamboo. "

"No!" My bamboo is the best. She was good, she was kind, she was everywhere. No one could replace the number one beauty in the world. I don't want anyone but her. "

The more he read, the more satisfied he became. He then murmured all the praises that he knew.

Yesterday, his father had asked a relative about this. The girl he had taken a fancy to was called Qingzhu.

His father had even promised him that he would think of a way to bring her back to him as his daughter-in-law.

It was only a few years ago that the fool first heard of the term 'child's daughter-in-law'.

At that time, there was a show called "Wan Jun" on TV. His mother really loved to watch it. When it was eight o'clock in the evening, they would pull him along to watch.

The female lead, Wan Jun, was a daughter-in-law. When Wan Jun was young, she was just like the green bamboo, also wearing a pair of braids. She was as cute as she could be.

He did not understand the plot, nor did he fully understand what a child-rearing daughter-in-law meant. Anyway, listen to her mother talk about this all the time.

What "it's not easy to be a little girl", "at such a young age, you are already a child's bride" ah! Therefore, his impression of these three words was limited to "not easy".

But he had always been confused as to what was not easy.

This time, his father told him in detail. The word meant that when a girl was young, she worked at her future husband's house every day and chatted and played with him.

When she grew up, she would be married in beautiful red clothes. Just like other couples, they would go to get their certificates, set up a banquet at home, and invite their family and friends.

"Okay okay okay, she's the best, okay? My son's word is an order. Look, didn't this bring you to her?

This girl didn't have much meat on her, so she had an unlucky look on her face. If not for your insistence, I would not have spent so much time and effort on her! "

The bald old man shook his head and sighed in frustration. He had seen his son's useless appearance.