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Chapter 322 The original owner's wish

Qin Huairu immediately made a mistake.

go to bed?

Is Wang Gang's elm head finally enlightened?

"Just lie down first, I'll pour some footwashing water and I'll come back."

Qin Huairu's eyes fluttered, and she glanced at Wang Gang very coquettishly, then picked up the water basin and walked out briskly.

She had thought about it carefully along the way, she had to find a reliable man to be with her, and it would be even better if she could have another son.

Otherwise, when Xiaodang and Huaihua grow up and get married in the future, if they have no sons, who will take care of themselves in the future?

Instead of just finding a bad man to marry, it's better to find Wang Gang and ask for a son.

In the future, even for the sake of his son, Wang Gang still has to take care of the three of them, right?

This is enough.

As long as Wang Gang is willing to provide shelter for himself, Qin Huairu is confident that he can live well in Sijiu City with his two daughters.

Wang Gang was lying on the bed with his clothes on, with an embarrassed expression on his face.

This girl Qin Huairu is really alluring, her every move exudes an extremely mature temptation, she is not at all comparable to a little girl like He Yushui and Ding Qiunan.

This is impossible, it is completely contrary to Wang Gang's original intention, he is not interested in Qin Huairu at all.

How should I reject her at that moment?

Wang Gang was lying on the bed thinking about it, when he saw Qin Huairu came back, sitting by the bed and began to take off the big padded jacket on his body.

"Sister Qin, let's both sleep in our clothes. It's cold in winter, so don't freeze."

Seeing that Qin Huairu had already taken off the padded jacket on her body, revealing her curvaceous upper body figure, Wang Gang hurriedly spoke out to dissuade her.

The time he was stolen by Qin Huairu at home did not count, Wang Gang had no intention of accepting Qin Huairu as a bad woman.

"It's okay, it won't be cold if we squeeze together, I'll help you warm the bed."

Qin Huairu quickly took off the cotton-padded jacket and trousers on her body, and before Wang Gang could react, she got into Wang Gang's bed like a mermaid, and wrapped her arms around Wang Gang's neck tightly.

"Gangzi, let's keep your voice down, so that the old man next door won't overhear you."

This time she was going all out, and this kind of initiative was the first time in her life.

Qin Huairu has an advantage, that is, as long as he thinks clearly, he will do it immediately, and he has a strong ability to act.

He has already given birth to three children, and Wang Gang is still just a young man, so he won't suffer if he sleeps with him!

Lonely man and widow, living in the same room, far away from Sijiu City and courtyards, this is my best chance.

If you go back to the crowded courtyard, you will not have such a good opportunity, you must act decisively!

"Sister Qin, don't be like this, I can't be sorry to Jingru," Wang Gang continued to refuse.

In fact, as long as Wang Gang is willing, he can easily subdue Qin Huairu at any time, but he really can't make up his mind.

Although Wang Gang has no feelings for Qin Huairu at all, who made the original owner of this body never forget Qin Huairu.

Speaking of which, the original owner of this body is Qin Huairu's old licking dog, but he couldn't ask for it until his death.

Qin Huairu didn't say anything, but slid down the bed actively.

As a mature woman, she knows best when a man is talking duplicity.

"hiss..."

As Qin Huairu buried himself in his work under the blanket, Wang Gang finally gave up his resistance. He reached into the blanket with two big hands and slowly pressed Qin Huairu's head.

Forget it, let's fulfill the original owner's last wish!

at the same time.

In the circus not far from the village, in a small tent, kerosene lamps are still on.

A thin old man was sitting with a middle-aged woman holding a child to discuss matters.

As for the little baby in the arms of the middle-aged woman, it was naturally the Sophora japonica flower that Wang Gang and Qin Huairu had worked hard to find all the way.

Under the dim kerosene lamp, the extremely indifferent expressions on the faces of the two were reflected, which was indescribably cold.

"Shopkeeper, we didn't earn much money in the Forty-Nine City this trip, so it's not worthwhile to spend five yuan to buy this child?"

"If you really want a child, you can simply abduct one outside, and you don't need to spend money."

The middle-aged woman glanced impatiently at the baby who had just fallen asleep in her arms, with an expression of indescribable disgust.

This child looks like he hasn't been weaned yet, is he really as old as two or three years old?

What's the use of such an older child other than being annoying?

The thin old man picked up the pipe pot in his hand and knocked it on the table, "What do you know! Isn't the child in the crock pot dying soon? It's time to take this little girl on top."

"This girl is well-raised. She is white and tender. She looks like a city girl. Can you abduct someone of this quality in the countryside?"

"Don't keep thinking about cheating and cheating. The most important thing in our business is to be careful! I bought this girl for five yuan, and I can earn us at least 100 yuan in the future. Can we still lose money?"

Originally, he didn't want a child as young as Huaihua, but who made the mouth of the crock pot so big that it would be difficult for a bigger child to fit it in.

Put it in a small jar and raise it for a year or so, and then you can take it out and sell it to make money.

And the fairer and more beautiful the child, the more sympathy he can arouse, and thus the more money he will make.

As for abducting a city child, it's not that he doesn't want to, after all, he has done this before.

But who has made the country's management more and more strict these years, getting into such trouble for five yuan is really not worth the candle.

The middle-aged woman still wanted to say something, but in the end she chose to shut up obediently, and she didn't dare to make the old shopkeeper angry.

"Okay, the jars are all ready-made, you can put her in it tonight, let's raise her first."

The middle-aged woman nodded, agreeing with the old shopkeeper's decision.

"Boss, but our camp is right next to the village, what if the child cries too loudly?"

The old lady who used to be in charge of this matter died this year, so she is still a novice.

You know, the caliber of the jar is only a little over four inches. If you want to stuff a whole child in it, you will have to break your arms and legs.

What if the child cries too loudly and attracts the attention of outsiders!

"Idiot!" The old man knocked her on the head with a cigarette pot, "Why don't you gag her first? I'll teach you about such a trivial matter!"

The circus is really declining more and more, the old man couldn't help thinking disappointedly.

If it were before, the entire circus would be full of talented people, all of whom were versatile in both literature and martial arts, so they would have to worry about such a trivial matter.

It's a pity that the market has been bad these years, and the country has strictly investigated, and gradually all the big guys have dispersed.

Dead and dead, the whole industry is gradually failing. I didn't expect that even the trivial matter of harvesting and cutting can't be handled well.