"If I hadn't been smart, Jia Zhang would have seen through it long ago."

"However, paper can't stop the fire. I didn't expect that the deaf old lady's hospitalization exposed us all."

"Now Jia Zhang threatens that if she doesn't give her a thousand yuan, she will die and we will fight for it."

"Tell me what to do!"

Yi Zhonghai originally looked at Qin Huairu with a little tenderness in his eyes. This woman was indeed wronged.

He was about to take Qin Huairu's hand and say a few words of comfort.

When he heard 'a thousand yuan', his gray hair stood up suddenly and he turned around: "A thousand yuan? Why doesn't this damn old woman go and grab it!"

"Instalment payment, you give Jia Zhang two hundred yuan a year..." Qin Huairu stood up, stroked Yi Zhonghai's back, helped him to the chair, and said slowly: "I know you have no money now, Aunt Yi

Isn’t there a lot of dowry?”

"The old woman went back to her parents' house at midnight last night and took away the jewelry box." Yi Zhonghai's face was gloomy.

At this time, he also realized the seriousness of the problem. A vicious person like Jia Zhang could do anything.

Yi Zhonghai thought for a moment, a trace of viciousness burst out in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth: "Otherwise, we..."

As he spoke, he made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"No, absolutely not." Qin Huairu was frightened and stood up in a hurry and waved her hands: "Jia Xudong just died, if Jia Zhang has problems again, the police station will not let us go."

"Besides, I suspect that Director Wang from the sub-district office does not believe in the theory of genetic mutation."

Aunt Yi took the jewelry box away, which was beyond Qin Huairu's expectation.

Even counting the thirty-five yuan she had on her, there was still a gap of one hundred and sixty-five yuan.

"Then what should we do?" Yi Zhonghai frowned and looked sad.

There is a bankbook worth 500 yuan in his cabinet, but it is his pension money and must not be touched.

The best way is to let Qin Huairu find a way to get the money.

Two hundred yuan is not a small amount of money, and most families don't have that much money.

There should be a deaf old lady, but she will never come out, after all, Qin Huairu has not married Shazhu yet.

Yan Bugui is a shrewd person and won't even lend out five yuan.

Not to mention bangs, he is just a villain, waiting to add insult to injury.

Then only...

Yi Zhonghai's eyes lit up and he looked up at Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu also thought of an idea at this time.

"Wang Weidong!" The two looked at each other and smiled, and spit out the same name in unison.

In the courtyard house, the richest person is Wang Weidong.

Although he rarely shows off his wealth recently, the warm baby stickers sent out every day by Workshop No. 11 cannot fool anyone.

I heard that the old comrades in the military compound buy them by the box.

Although this money has to be handed over to the factory, it won't be a problem to ask Wang Weidong to borrow it for temporary turnover.

It is unreasonable for a neighbor of a large compound not to help at all.

Moreover, Qin Huairu still had some vague expectations in her heart.

...

With the money secured, Qin Huairu didn't bother to talk nonsense to Yi Zhonghai, stood up and left.

She felt sick when she thought about this old, flabby body lying on top of her.
Chapter completed!