Siheyuan: He Yuzhu's happy salted fish life

Siheyuan.

After his sister went out, He Yuzhu made soup at home with some excitement, and the taste would be better if it was stewed on a low fire. He wanted Tong Jiahui to come and drink the delicious old duck soup.

After finishing his work, he had nothing to do, so he took out the colored pencils given to him by the chief, and sat at the table by the stove to draw.

Qin Huairu was a little absent-minded and busy making lunch.

Gu Qiuye had already broken up with He Yuzhu completely. The woman He Yushui introduced to his brother had never been to the compound again, so she felt that she couldn't wait any longer.

She knew that He Yuzhu would still listen to what the old man said, so she took two bottles of wine to the old man's house this morning, and formally invited the old man and the first mother to be her and He Yuzhu's introducers.

The aunt was a little unhappy, but the aunt agreed because of his affection.

At this time, Qin Huairu was waiting for news from the uncle with a very anxious mood.

Her heart was full of ups and downs, and she was worried that the current He Yuzhu would not like her at all, after all, his first two partners were so good.

He Yuzhu, who was concentrating on painting, forgot the passage of time. He didn't put down the pencil in his hand until he felt hungry, and got up to look at the soup in the pot.

The soup was already boiling well, so he closed the stove, walked over and opened the door.

Seeing that the sun has begun to set, but my sister and Tong Jiahui haven't come back yet.

He Yuzhu frowned, thinking to himself, I'm afraid that the eldest lady has not calmed down and refuses to come!

well!It's normal to refuse to come. After all, I wronged him and drove him away.

He sighed, turned around and went back into the room. Suddenly, he saw the picture he drew just now. He was dumbfounded. How could this picture be Tong Jiahui!

When I was painting just now, I was clearly thinking about
Why is it happening like that!

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and picked up the painting.

Thinking about it carefully, since he met Tong Jiahui, he hasn't thought much about Gu Qiuye.

Am I a scumbag who loves the new and dislikes the old, who loves sex?
its not right!Gu Qiuye is no worse looking than Tong Jiahui!

It's over, I always thought that I was a good man who valued love and righteousness, but I didn't expect it.
Now I finally understand why when I saw Gu Qiuye chatting and laughing with a man, I didn't feel sad at all, but felt a lot more relaxed.

Do I really like that arrogant and unreasonable young lady?

Waiting until sunset, neither sister nor Tong Jiahui came back, so He Yuzhu went to Mrs. Long's house with a soup pot.

"Where did you go, are you trying to starve me and the old lady to death?"

As soon as He Yuzhu entered the room, he heard Guan Xiaoman complaining very dissatisfied.

Labor is yours.

You Guier is just a sucker, don't you have any points in your heart!

He Yuzhu felt a little inexplicably irritable, he didn't bother to talk to Guan Xiaoman, he served himself and the old lady a bowl of old duck soup, and sat down to cook with his head bowed.

Guan Xiaoman twitched the corners of her mouth that were still a little bruised, glared at He Yuzhu, and looked at the old lady pitifully with her lips pouted.

The old lady put her soup bowl in front of her, and said dotingly:

"Xiaoman, ignore him, eat quickly."

After finishing speaking, he looked at He Yuzhu who bowed his head to cook in a blink of an eye, patted the table, and said in a very unfriendly way:

"Silly boy, you just know how to eat, serve me soup."

Now Guan Xiaoman was proud, deliberately biting the steamed bun, gulping down the soup, and gave He Yuzhu a very arrogant look, that look clearly said, I'll eat it, what can you do to me.

Be careful to scald your turtle to death, I don't bother to care about you.

Before a steamed bun was finished, the door was pushed open, and the uncle and the mother came in one after the other.

After sitting down, the uncle took out a bottle of 62-year-old Erguotou and drank it with He Yuzhu.

After two glasses of wine, the uncle first looked at Mrs. Long and Guan Xiaoman, and finally his eyes fell on the mother.

The aunt gave her wife a supercilious look, turned her head and ignored him.

The old man was a little embarrassed, smashed his mouth, looked at He Yuzhu in a blink of an eye, and said without confidence:
"Zhuzi, Qin Huairu came to my house this morning, and she said she wants to marry you."

'puff'

Before the uncle finished speaking, He Yuzhu turned his head and sprayed out the old duck soup in his mouth.

"what!"

Guan Xiaoman yelled in shock, and immediately froze. Everyone looked at it, and the old duck soup that He Yuzhu sprayed out just now was all sprayed on his face, and there was a piece of scallion leaf in front of his nose, which was ridiculous. Embarrassed again.

Everyone in the room was stunned, He Yuzhu looked at the green onion leaf in front of Guan Xiaoman's nose, held back his laughter, and slowly moved the stool to the side, posing as if he was ready to retreat at any time.

"Ah He Yuzhu, I will kill you."

Guan Xiaoman, who came back to her senses, roared and finally exploded. She didn't care to wipe her face, she stood up and was about to pinch He Yuzhu's neck.

He Yuzhu, who had been prepared for a long time, hurriedly ran behind the old lady, and said with a suppressed smile:
"Accident, accident, don't be impulsive."

He Yuzhu hid behind the old lady, Guan Xiaoman was afraid of accidentally hurting the old lady, so he couldn't bear to rush straight over, so he could only point at him through gritted teeth, and said angrily:

"Come out for me."

He Yuzhu not only refused to go out, but also provoked him with a very unbeatable expression.

Guan Xiaoman's angry face changed color, and he gritted his teeth, but there was nothing he could do to deal with that thing.

In order to relieve Guan Xiaoman's excitement, the old lady patted He Yuzhu's arm a few times, and said angrily with a dark face:

"You silly boy, what are you doing with your rough hair!"

After all, he took out his handkerchief to wipe Guan Xiaoman's face, and it took him a long time to calm her down and wash her face.

Seeing that the farce subsided temporarily, the uncle picked up the topic just now, and spoke very seriously:
"Zhuzi, if Qin Huai asked me and your aunt to be your introducers, look."

"Stop."

He Yuzhu directly interrupted the uncle's words, and said with a displeased face:

"Master, I don't have Prime Minister Cao's hobbies, you."

"I said Zhang Xingyi! Did you drink all the wine into your head?"

Mrs. Long interrupted He Yuzhu, slapped the table and stood up, looked at the uncle with a sullen face, and then said:

"You are also a young man. Do you think Zhuzi is a good match for Qin Huairu? Not to mention how old she is, Da Zhuzi, and she has three children and a mother-in-law. Is she rushing to get married and live?

She just wanted to find someone to rely on, a long-term meal ticket.

Besides, who are their family members, do you know?
Zhuzi has helped their family for so many years, and they were injured when they fell down the chimney of their family.
Some time ago, Zhuzi found a partner. She was a teacher. I met that girl. She was good-looking and well-educated. However, after she came to our yard that time, she never came again.

Although Zhuzi never told me, I knew it must be yellow. "

The more the old lady talked, the more excited she became. When she said this, she deliberately stopped, patted the uncle on the shoulder, and said:
"Do you know why this is?

It was because Qin Huai had selfish intentions, she wanted to occupy Zhuzi and wanted Zhuzi to support their family, so she went out with that Jia Zhangshi to ruin Zhuzi's reputation.

Fortunately, you actually helped her matchmaking.

I said, are you a bit out of your mind? "

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The old man who said these words was speechless, his head almost dropped to the bottom of the table. He didn't know what the old lady said, so he agreed to come over to talk about the matchmaking.