Siheyuan: The start of the game is bound to the self-killing system

"Brother Zhiqiang, are you okay? Why don't you have breakfast?"

Standing at the door, He Yushui asked a little strangely when he heard the voice in the room.

Usually, when calling He Zhiqiang, they always get up to eat, why can they only suddenly stop eating once?

Not sick, right?

"Eat, eat, sister Yushui, go eat first, I'll be there later."

After He Zhiqiang finished speaking, he opened his eyes suddenly. He remembered that He Daqing seemed to be still there!

He Zhiqiang rubbed his eyes, sat up from the bed, and saw He Daqing sitting at the table, also looking at him.

"Okay, then I'm going to eat first, you can hurry up, or the meal will be cold."

He Yushui, looking at the closed door, felt a little strange, but didn't think too much, turned around and walked towards He Yuzhu's room next to him.

"Uncle, why haven't you slept yet? You haven't been sitting all this time, have you?"

He Zhiqiang yawned, got off the bed, picked up the black cotton jacket at the end of the bed and put it on his body and asked.

"I'm not sleepy, you go to eat, I... I won't go."

He Daqing looked at him, holding a teacup in his hand, thought for a while, and said.

He really wanted to go to He Yuzhu's house, but he didn't want to make trouble early in the morning, or he could go there at noon.

"Uncle, how about this, you just sit down first, I'll go to that room first, and I'll tell them what their attitude is?"

He Zhiqiang sat next to him, took the thermos bottle under the table, poured a cup of tea, and said to him after drinking.

He also understands He Daqing's psychological thoughts, he wants to go but also doesn't want to go, so let's try it out first!

He felt that after He Yuzhu and He Yushui knew that Yi Zhonghai had embezzled their living expenses, they had a better impression of He Daqing as his own father.

He Daqing looked at him without speaking, but just nodded.

.......

He Yuzhu's family

As soon as He Zhiqiang entered the room, he saw He Yuzhu, Liu Yuehong, and He Yushui sitting at the table. The three of them were eating steamed buns with miscellaneous grains.

"He Zhiqiang, why did you get up late today? Normally, I think you have finished your meal at this time."

He Yuzhu joked to him with a smile.

In order to catch up on sleep, but also for the sake of health, He Zhiqiang usually eats breakfast first, then goes to bed, and waits for noon before calling him to get up for dinner.

"Hey, I'm a little tired today, so I got up late, isn't it in time for dinner?"

He Zhiqiang scratched his head, sat down next to He Yushui with a smile, reached into the steamed bun box, took a steamed bun and took a big bite.

Isn't that why you got up late this time?

As for saying that about him?

Later, if He Yuzhu knew that he had gone to Baoding overnight and brought his father back, maybe he would have to thank him!

"By the way, He Zhiqiang, where did you go last night? So I went to your house and knocked on the door, but you didn't say a word, and you didn't even eat dinner."

He Yuzhu looked at He Zhiqiang who was eating so deliciously, and asked.

Last night before he fell asleep, he went out to He Zhiqiang's room to take a look, but he didn't see He Zhiqiang coming back.

"I had something to do last night, so I went out and came back a little late, so I was a little tired. By the way, how are the preparations for the wedding going?"

He Zhiqiang paused, but he didn't expect that He Yuzhu would ask him this question.

When He Yuzhu cared so much about him, he knew that he didn't come back at night.

"It's almost there. After dinner, I'll go to the third master to discuss it. I'll count the number of attendants in the whole courtyard and count the invitations and so on."

He Yuzhu took a big bite of the miscellaneous grain steamed bun, and said to him inarticulately.

In his opinion, this matter, with the third master organizing it for him, he has nothing to worry about.

Who doesn't know that the third master Yan Bugui is notoriously stingy?

As long as you give him some money, you will definitely save money.

"I think it's okay. By the way, cousin, those people in our factory, do you want to send invitations too? Especially those of you in the back kitchen."

He Zhiqiang saw that he didn't care what he did last night, so he changed the subject and said to him.

The people in the yard invite the people in the factory too. If you only get married once in your life and hold a banquet once, then you have to collect all the money you should have.

"That's right, that's my good cousin. If you didn't tell me, I wouldn't even remember it. That's the reason.

Later, let the third master write out the invitations for the people in the back kitchen, and I will deliver them in person today. "

He Yuzhu laughed loudly when he heard his words, it seems that his cousin is not stupid, he is smarter than him.

Even Liu Yuehong, who was sitting next to He Yuzhu, looked at him in surprise when he heard what he said.

In fact, He Yuzhu and He Yuzhu discussed with her last night who should be invited and who should not be invited.

In the end, whoever comes with the members will come, anyway, just ask for money.

But from the beginning to the end, I never thought about inviting people from the factory.

This is thanks to He Zhiqiang's words, otherwise a lot of money would be lost.

"By the way, cousin, your father is also my uncle, he has come back, do you want to see him?"

Seeing him in a good mood, He Zhiqiang said to him.

This is a strike while the iron is hot!

This speaking is also an art.

When everyone is in a good mood, they won't be particularly angry if they say bad things, but this seems to be a good thing, which is called joy on top of joy.

"Are you back? Where is my father? Why didn't I see it?"

He Yuzhu stood up abruptly, looked at the door, there was no one in the yard, could it be He Zhiqiang making fun of him again?

"He's in my room, just now when Sister Yushui called me over for dinner, he was in my room.

It's just that he was afraid that sister Yushui would blame him, so he didn't dare to come over.

Let me come over here, let you have a mental preparation first. "

He Zhiqiang picked up the bowl, drank the sticky corn paste in one gulp, wiped his mouth with his hand, and said to him.

It's better to have a full meal first, so that you won't be hungry when the good show starts later.

"what?

My dad is in your house?

Why don't you let my dad come over now!

No, no, I'll go, I'll let him come over. "

Just as He Yuzhu was about to sit back on the chair, he froze for a moment, then stood up straight again, and said that he was walking towards the door.

He was very excited, he had thought that his father would not come back, but he did not expect to come back.

"Dad, dad, dad, are you in the house? Open the door."

He Yuzhu stood at the door, knocked on the door and shouted.

Just now, he stretched out his hand to push the door, but found that the door could not be pushed,

I knew the door was locked inside.

But then the door was locked.

There must be someone in the room.

He Zhiqiang did not lie to him.

Did not lie to him!

He Daqing in the room locked the door after He Zhiqiang left.

He thought it would take a while to eat, so he should lie down and squint for a while.

After sitting all night, he was also physically and mentally exhausted.