Siheyuan: Beat Qin Huairu violently, Silly Zhu, why are you crying?

Hearing this, the aunt, who has always been gentle, had the urge to slap Jia and Zhang.

Which family doesn't hold a funeral?

If we don't have a feast, we will eat, and those who come to mourn will eat.

Let people work for nothing, ahh

But Jia Zhang doesn't think so.

Jia Zhang felt that everyone was a neighbor of the same hospital, and it was appropriate to help for free.

It doesn't make sense to want to eat when you help.

They want the horses to run, and they want the horses not to graze.

Aunt Yi kindly fed the dog.

I didn't want to entangle with Jia Zhang's anymore, so I left with other aunts in a huff.

Soon, in the afternoon, the people in the courtyard came back one after another.

According to Jia Zhang's instructions, Qin Huairu went door-to-door to invite people to come early tomorrow morning to help.

However, the people in the courtyard either closed the door or refused outright.

The matter of Jia Zhang's funeral not holding a banquet has spread in the courtyard.

I don't even stutter for free, who wants to be wronged.

Qin Huairu walked around the courtyard, and without being invited, she went home stupidly.

When I got home, I was unhappy.

"Mom, no one wants to come.

"It's said that our family is too picky, and we don't even want to invite a meal.

Jia Zhang guessed that some people didn't want to come, but he didn't expect that the whole hospital didn't want to come.

It's not clear that it's against their family.

I kindly invite you to Lao Jia's funeral.

But you all want to reap the benefits, and you are willing to come only when you have food to eat, what a bunch of selfish bastards.

"Hmph, these bastards, none of them are good.

"It's better if they're all dead."

Jia Zhang scolded indiscriminately, and felt sad after scolding.

Ming'er has to hold a funeral for Lao Jia, but no one is invited, what should I do about this funeral.

The mourning hall has been erected, and it will not work if you don't do it.

Jia Zhang was in a dilemma, not knowing what to do.

Qin Huairu stood up and proposed: "Mom, since the mourning hall has been erected, the funeral must be held."

"The funeral has to be held, and the banquet has to be held. Hearing

that there was going to be a banquet, Jia Zhang's blew up and scolded: "The banquet is cheaper than those bastards, don't do it!"

"I can't even eat, where can I get the money to hold a banquet."

Qin Huairu said softly: "Mom, as the saying goes, you can't let a child catch a wolf."

"If you don't give up your point first, let people take advantage of them, and people will definitely not come to help." "

It's not a hassle to have a banquet.

"Cook a big pot of noodles, make two green vegetables, and then pair them with pickled radishes, pickled cabbage or something.

"It looks like a big table, with some noodles and some noodles, and it's cheap, and it doesn't cost a lot of money. "

Eating people is short-handed, and they are willing to help after eating.

"As long as you are willing to help, it is easy to talk about the affairs of the people."

"Dongxu and I, the two children dressed in linen and filial piety, cried in front of them.

"They can't wipe their faces, and when their hearts are soft, won't they get the money?"

"Mom, think about your strengths in everything, and you can't force them." Hearing

this, Jia Zhang's felt reasonable.

I just had a quarrel with a neighbor and had a conflict, and others don't want to see you.

insisted on asking people to help, and didn't let people eat a meal.

Naturally, people are reluctant to come.

Qin Huairu's words woke up Jia Zhang's family.

It's a good idea, but I don't have any money at home.

The only three yuan I used to buy memorial supplies.

How can you still have money to buy noodles and vegetables?

Jia Zhang thought for a while, and said to Qin Huairu: "The method you said is good, but where can I get the money to buy food?" "

There is no money at home, you go out and borrow it." "

You want me to go out and borrow it again, Qin Huairu is not happy.

How many times have I borrowed money, and the people in the courtyard have hid when they see me.

How can you borrow money?

"Mom, no one is willing to lend us money.

"Don't talk about borrowing money, you can't borrow food.

"We can't afford to repay what we borrowed, so who will." "

Mom, we'll have to figure it out ourselves. "

The family is poor and white, what can I do, and I can't make money right away.

Jia Zhang was dissatisfied: "There is no penny at home, what can I do."

"In my opinion, you better go out and borrow money.

"They don't want to borrow, so they borrow a few more times.

"I'm bored, someone will lend it to you."

Hearing this, Qin Huairu was also speechless.

What do you think of me, I don't have a shame or a face.

It's shameful enough to borrow money from someone.

I can't do this kind of thing if someone asks someone to lend it to you.

Qin Huairu didn't want to borrow any more money, so she pointed to the sewing machine in the corner of the wall and said

, "Mom, there is no money at home to have a sewing machine."

"A sewing machine should sell for dozens of dollars.

"If you sell your sewing machine, you won't have money to buy rice and vegetables." As

soon as Qin Huairu's words fell, he was slapped in the face.

Jia Zhangshi was very angry, pointed at her nose and scolded:

"Okay, Qin Huairu, it turns out that you have the idea of a sewing machine."

"Other daughters-in-law all bring things to the house.

"It doesn't matter if you can't afford to take things out of the house, and you still want to take things out of the house.

"What a loser. "

The sewing machine was bought and given to me by Lao Jia when I got married.

"It's not just a sewing machine, it's also a token between me and Lao Jia.

"If you want to sell the sewing machine, sell me first." "

The sewing machine has a unique place in Jia Zhang's mind.

How many clothes did she use a sewing machine to make for Lao Jia, and how many pairs of pants she mended.

Now that Lao Jia is gone, the sewing machine has become the link between her and Lao Jia.

As soon as I saw the sewing machine, I thought of Lao Jia.

When I think of Lao Jia, I think of the time I spent with him.

Thinking of the things he had done on the sewing machine, Jia Zhang's blood was in his veins.

Such a commemorative sewing machine was sold like this, and Jia Zhang's couldn't do it.

was slapped in the face, and Qin Huairu's face hurt.

Seeing that Jia Zhang's attitude was resolute, he refused to sell sewing machines.

And he said no more.

If you don't sell sewing machines, you won't have money to buy noodles and vegetables.

If you don't give people food, they won't come to help.

Tomorrow's funeral seems to be impossible.

If you can't do it, you can't do it, and if you make a suggestion, you will be beaten, I don't care about it.

Qin Huairu touched her cheek and went out to wash her clothes.

Jia Zhangshi sat on the chair and fell into deep thought.

Before you know it, it's getting dark.

The money for the banquet was still not settled, and Jia Zhang's face was sad.

At this time, Jia Dongxu climbed in front of her, paused, and said

, "Mom, there is no other way, just sell the sewing machine."

Hearing this, Jia Zhang raised his head suddenly.

"Dongxu, do you think so too

?" "Do you also want to sell the sewing

machine?" "Do you know how important the sewing machine is to me?" Of

course, Jia Dongxu knows what the sewing machine means to his mother.

sighed and said, "Isn't this no way?" "

I don't sell sewing machines, I use the money to buy noodles and vegetables.

"Then you can't just sell sewing machines for a little money, you can sell anything else. "

You just can't sell sewing machines!"

"Mom, be sober." "

You see, what else is valuable at home besides the value of the sewing machine?".