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

"Then you leave quickly, not everyone can enter the security office? If you don't leave, I will arrest you."

Wang Dehui spoke to him while smoking a cigarette.

Not to mention that the cigarette He Zhiqiang bought was quite strong.

I really want to know where he bought it?

"Let's go, Wang Dehui, you sit in the office every day, even if there are enemy agents, you can't catch them!"

Before He Zhiqiang left, he complained to him.

What he said is really true!

Who will be the enemy agent personally sent to the door for him to catch?

Isn't that brain bubble?

Besides, he is definitely not an enemy agent. If he was an enemy agent, wouldn't he not know?

In the evening, He Zhiqiang got off work and rode his bicycle out of the rolling mill.

He was riding on the road and saw a familiar figure.

How did he feel that he had seen this person before?

He Zhiqiang rode a bicycle quickly in front of her, turned his head and almost fell to the ground.

This may be fate.

"Ran Qiuye, why are you here?"

He Zhiqiang looked at her in disbelief and asked.

This road is the road taken by workers in rolling mills. People who are not tall and tall will not take this road at all.

"He Zhiqiang, I just passed by here."

Ran Qiuyue held the shoulder bag with both hands and said to him.

He Zhiqiang looked at her and almost didn't recognize her. The skin on his face was rough and his hands were calloused.

It seems that supporting education in other places is just a cover, and it is very difficult.

At the beginning, he remembered persuading Ran Qiuye not to let her go to other places, but Ran Qiuye refused to listen.

"Okay, then I'll go first."

He Zhiqiang nodded at her, got on the bike and wanted to leave, but she stopped him.

"He Zhiqiang, are you really married?"

Ran Qiuye asked him with a look of reluctance.

After much deliberation, she decided to ask He Zhiqiang to find out in person, but when she was about to reach the gate of the rolling mill, she hesitated again.

At the beginning, she insisted on going to other places to support education. Now, now she wants to turn back, but He Zhiqiang has been married a long time ago.

Then even if she went to talk to He Zhiqiang about these things in the past, it is impossible for He Zhiqiang to divorce and live with her.

"I got married. I got married last year. I got married not long after you left."

He Zhiqiang twitched the corner of his mouth at her and said.

It seems that Ran Qiuye is really interested in him!

Otherwise, it would be impossible to ask him if he was married the first time we met.

After all, Yan Bugui told Ran Qiuye that he was married.

Ran Qiuye probably couldn't believe it, so she asked in person.

"wish you a happy wedding."

Ran Qiuye smiled ugly and said to him.

She didn't know how ugly her smile was at this moment, it was even uglier than crying.

"Well, that's okay, I'll go back first."

He Zhiqiang sat on the car seat and said to her.

"Okay, slow down on the road."

Ran Qiuye subconsciously looked at the back seat of the car and said to him.

It was too late, and it seemed that she had to re-plan her life.

"Okay, slow down on the road."

After He Zhiqiang finished speaking to her, he rode his bicycle and headed forward.

He's already married, and he can't let another woman sit in the back of his car.

........

Red Star Courtyard

In the room, Yan Lihua was standing next to the stove with a spatula, frying vegetables.

He Zhiqiang parked the car by the wall, and I was startled when I walked into the house.

Didn't we agree yesterday not to let Yan Lihua cook?Why are you cooking again?

Is this really trying to poison him?

"Ewha, are you cooking?"

He Zhiqiang walked up to her and looked at the blackness in the pot, not knowing what it was.

"Zhiqiang, you are back, what do you think of my fried celery?"

Yan Lihua turned her head, looked at him with joy and asked.

This time, she learned from her classmate Wang Cuixiang, the steps are correct, there is absolutely nothing wrong.

"Ewha, I remember that celery is not green? Why is it black?"

Heh, this time she wanted to cry without tears and asked him.

It seems wrong to press the young master, this is an excuse!

"The soy sauce I put in, won't it color it?"

Za Lianhua stared at Kazilan with big eyes and asked him.

He put soy sauce, who knows that the soy sauce seems to be a bit too much?

It's okay, add some water later, won't the color be lighter?

Fortunately, he didn't say this to He Zhiqiang. If He Zhiqiang heard this, he probably wouldn't let him cook in the future.

"Ewha, I think you should do your homework well!"

He Zhiqiang smiled at her, took the spatula in her hand and said.

If Yan Lihua was allowed to stir-fry for a while longer, the whole room would probably be smelled of smoke.

"Zhiqiang, what do you mean by that? Do you think I can't cook?"

Yan Lihua pouted and said to him angrily.

What does it mean to ask her to do her homework well?

Isn't it obvious that she is not allowed to cook?

"Lihua, you really can't cook. If you want to learn how to cook, I'll teach you. This soy sauce, look at this celery, which is covered in pulp by you."

He Zhiqiang took the spatula and shoveled a little bit of celery with a look of disgust, and let her have a look.

The celery has no green at all, and the whole body is black. I don't know if it is the color on the soy sauce or the bottom of the pot.

"Isn't this just normal coloring?"

Yan Lihua took a closer look and asked him.

She did her homework, soy sauce is for color and flavor.

"Why don't you try it?"

He Zhiqiang reached out and pinched a piece of celery, put it to her mouth and asked.

Let Yan Lihua taste how unpalatable her fried dishes are.

"Taste it."

Yan Lihua ate the celery in his hand with a look of anger.

The moment she ate it, she felt that there was always a burst of taste in her mouth, and she couldn't describe all kinds of strange smells.

"How is it? Is it delicious? If it's delicious, I'll serve it up for you."

Seeing her expression, He Zhiqiang almost laughed out loud.

She should know how unpalatable her fried dishes are.

"No, no, I just want you to cook in the future, and I will never cook again."

Yan Lihua quickly grabbed his arm and said to him.

In the future, even if she is killed, she will not cook again. She is really not suitable for cooking.

Comparing the food she cooks with He Zhiqiang, it is really a world apart.

"It's good to know. If you want to learn how to cook, I'll teach you later. In fact, cooking is quite simple."

He Zhiqiang put the spatula into the pot, touched her head, and said.

Stir-frying is also a science, it's not just putting the vegetables in the pot and then frying them out of the pot.

"Got it, by the way, what did the third master talk to you in the morning?"

Yan Lihua nodded to him and asked.