Chapter 192 Crayon Shin-chan's Father
Chapter 192 Crayon Shin-chan's Father
Chapter 192 Crayon Shin-chan's Father
When Qin Huairou heard this, he felt a little sad.
But I have to admit that Jia Zhang is right.
Mrs. Jia Zhang continued: "Zhuzi is a real person, and he treats Bangganer, Xiaodang, and Huaihua well, but he can give too little. On the contrary, that kid Du Fei is a thief and ruthless, and he treats our children well." It may not be a bit sincere, but there are many more things in his hands than pillars, and a little leakage between his fingers is enough for our family to benefit from."
Qin Huairou looked at Jia Zhangshi, as if meeting this mother-in-law for the first time.
It used to be said by everyone in the courtyard that the third uncle was shrewd and capable of calculations, but compared with her mother-in-law, she was thrown out of the street.
It turned out that Zhuzi said more than once that the widow is the smartest person in the world, and she also said that Zhuzi was talking nonsense.
Looking at it now, this is really true!
Qin Huairou was thinking about it when Jia Zhang suddenly stretched out his hand in front of her, making her stunned: "Mom, what are you doing?"
Jia Zhang took it for granted: "Where's the money~ I think you're already stretching your hips when you come back, so that kid Du Fei didn't say anything?"
Qin Huairou curled her lips, thinking that Du Fei had really guessed, and reluctantly took out the "tips and tricks" in her pocket.
In fact, the so-called tricks are two five-yuan bills.
Qin Huairou took out one and handed it to Jia Zhang and said: "Xiao Du said, this is to gag you, and the remaining five yuan is for my pocket money, and I will have it every month from now on."
Jia Zhang's eyes lit up: "Ten yuan a month! This kid is really willing."
Qin Huai softly snorted, and said in his heart, "What is this~"
When Du Fei took the money for her just now, she saw with her own eyes that in the box, besides a thick stack of bills, there were also a dozen small yellow croakers.
Qin Huairou chattered in the factory and heard people say that this kind of small yellow croaker is worth 300 yuan a piece.
There are still many oceans, clattering and clattering.
Now do the math, in that box, there are gold bars, silver dollars, and cash, which add up to more than 3000 yuan!
But Du Fei took it out and put it back without carrying her on his back, which made Qin Huairou feel sweet in his heart, feeling that it was Du Fei's trust.
But they didn't know that those things were actually placed in Du Fei's portable space, and they were not taken out of the cabinet at all.
At the same time, at Du Fei's house
After outputting crazily for more than an hour, Du Fei felt refreshed.
Should I say it or not, Qin Huairou is indeed naturally charming.
She has brocade-like skin, the fat under the skin is thick and thin, and the joints are not abrupt, and there is no place that is not soft.
Not only that, that voice and eyes are like aphrodisiacs.
"This bitch! It's really ecstasy." Du Fei sighed in his heart: "No wonder Jia Dongxu died early. There is such a goblin in the family, what kind of man can bear it! The energy is drained at night, and he is in a trance during the day. Trance, it’s only strange if nothing happens.”
But when Jia Dongxu died, it seemed that Qin Huairou was still pregnant with Sophora japonica.
"Hmph, this Jia Dongxu won't let go of even pregnant women!" Du Fei began to think about what to have for dinner while speculating maliciously.
I had exhausted a lot of physical strength just now, so I had to replenish it.
The only fly in the ointment is that he is still a widow. He can do laundry directly in his portable space, but he has to do it himself when cooking at home.
Fortunately, there are still ready-made steamed buns with double noodles from the small cafeteria in the portable space.
The cabbage soup boiled with frozen tofu, and scrambled eggs with scallions, one soup and one dish, Xilihulu, I was full.
Throwing the bowl into the kitchen, Du Fei didn't bother to wash it, so he might as well talk about it tomorrow.
At this time, it was already dark outside, and the cold wind was blowing the wires, whining, like ghosts crying and wolves howling.
Although there was no snow outside, the temperature dropped sharply due to the cold wave from Siberia.
Even Xiao Wu didn't go out to wander around at night, and just dozed off lazily on the radio like a boneless one.
Du Fei had just finished his meal, half lying on the Arhat bed, listening to the radio boredly.
I have been watching "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" for the past few days, and I have seen that Liu Bei lost Xuzhou, and the three brothers were separated and defected to Cao Cao.
For the fast-paced online novels of later generations, Du Fei was really not interested in reading Romance of the Three Kingdoms again, and because he knew the plot earlier, he could only read it for a while.
This is the case today.
When I was exhausted, I was too lazy to go to the Three Kingdoms, and suddenly remembered that there was a Ming Dynasty version of "Jin Ping Mei" in a box of books brought back from Wei Sanye today, which I just took out for observation and study.
Having an idea, Du Fei was in high spirits, and immediately took the camphor wood box out of the portable space.
"Wow, kacha!"
Take the key to open the small brass lock on the box, and lift the lid of the box.
On the top is the set of "Jin Ping Mei Ci Hua" written during the Chongzhen period of the Ming Dynasty.
Speaking of which, they are all four masterpieces.
In fact, in the past, there was also the saying of "six famous books" or "four great books".
Among them is "Jin Ping Mei".
Some people lift it up high, while others put it down very low.
Some people see eroticism, some people see human nature, and some people see the customs and society of the Ming Dynasty.
Anyway, before this, Du Fei had only heard about it, and had read one or two of it, but hadn't really read the whole article.
Du Fei reached out and took it out.
There are three blue book boxes in total, each containing eight volumes.
However, just as Du Fei took out these books, placed them on the bed table, and was about to open the book box, he suddenly let out a "huh"!
Under the leftmost book box, there is a very high-end diary wrapped in brown leather.
If it was just an ordinary diary, Du Fei wouldn't be surprised.
But on one side of the cover of this diary, the name of 'Nohara Hiroshi' is actually written in Chinese characters.
Isn't this Crayon Shin-chan's father?
Intrigued by the name, Du Fei simply stopped looking at Jin Ping Mei.
Put the book box aside, reach out to pick up the diary and open it.
On the title page is written a message in Japanese profusely.
Du Fei couldn't understand either, so he continued to turn backwards.
Turn to the second page, which is the first diary.
On October 1937, 10, Sunday, the weather was fine...
On this day, Hiroshi Nohara, a medical university graduate from Ehime County, Shikoku Island, set foot on Chinese soil for the first time as an invader.
Invader, this is not what Du Fei said, but what Hiroshi Nohara wrote in his diary.
More than half of Hiroshi Nohara's diary uses Chinese characters, including the word "invader".
Du Fei can't understand now, what kind of mentality this Japanese uses to call himself an invader, it should not be normal.
After all, serious people, who keeps a diary!Anyway, Du Fei doesn't write.
The simple description, a large number of Chinese characters, and some speculation made Du Fei barely able to understand it.
It made him feel quite interested.
After nearly 30 years, when I saw a Japanese devil in 1965 and wrote a diary in 1937, I seemed to travel through time and space again in a trance, and returned to the era of bullets and bullets.
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