Siheyuan, I, Silly Zhu, picked up the Qinman script

When Silly Zhu returned to the courtyard.

It's already past five o'clock.

In the name of going to the tub, he deliberately put his gown on his shoulders and entered the courtyard humming a tune.

Return to the house.

Seeing Li Xiuzhi, Shazhu's heart instantly warmed.

This wife.

Marry well worth it.

I was worried about Sha Zhu for more than an hour. When I saw that Sha Zhu came back safely, the worry on my face turned into an expression of "I want to go back to sleep."

Silly Zhu inserted the door bolt casually.

He took off his clothes three times and got into bed.

Look at the wife in front of you.

Be playful.

He pressed his cold cheek against Li Xiuzhi's warm back.

Li Xiuzhi chuckled, and the couple happily did some things within their power, and then fell asleep each other hugging each other.

Today is Sunday.

A rare day off.

I visited the ghost market in the evening, ran for a long time like crazy, and went to Wushan together when I came back. I was completely exhausted and exhausted, so I wanted to take advantage of Sunday to sleep in.

However, due to some unexpected events beyond his control, Silly Zhu's idea of ​​sleeping in suddenly turned into an illusory bubble, which burst when he poked it.

When he slept until about eight o'clock, there was a sound of crying in the courtyard. Sha Zhu's good mood was instantly disturbed. Even though Sha Zhu covered his head with a quilt, the sound of crying still flew into his ears.

Turn over.

He sat up straight and looked helplessly at his wife, who had gotten up half an hour ago and was busy working with her own hands to make a living.

Yawning loudly, he put on his pants, vest, and pants one by one. While putting them on, he asked Li Xiuzhi.

"Daughter-in-law, has someone died in our courtyard? Why is it that someone is crying so early in the morning, and they are still crying so heartbroken."

He vaguely remembered how Jia Zhang cried indiscriminately when Jia Dongxu died.

Otherwise, someone would cry loudly on Sunday when everyone has a day off!

Aren't you afraid of being poked in the back?

Li Xiuzhi looked outside and spoke to Silly Zhu in a low voice.

"Master, what are you talking about? No one is dead."

"There are no dead people. Who would be so wicked as to affect the neighbors' rest? They have no quality."

"It's a aunt."

"Who?"

"Big Mom."

"What's wrong with Auntie?"

Silly Zhu opened his innocent eyes wide. He really didn't know what happened to Yi Zhonghai's family. If Li Xiuzhi hadn't kept saying that there were no dead people in the courtyard, he would have thought that Yi Zhonghai was dead.

Say something that shouldn't be said.

Yi Zhonghai is dead.

In addition to not being sad, Silly Zhu also has to buy firecrackers and celebrate properly.

"It's not what happened to Auntie, it's to Yi Zhonghai." Li Xiuzhi took the opportunity to bring face wash to Silly Zhu, and came up to Silly Zhu, and talked about the reason why Auntie was crying, "Listen to what Auntie means, The deaf old lady has a bad appetite. She has been clamoring to eat meat these days. In order to buy some meat for the deaf old lady, she went to the ghost market to buy meat tickets. She didn't come back all night. She thought she was waiting in line at the supply and marketing cooperative. The street sent people just now. After receiving the notice, I found out that Yi Zhonghai was caught by the people from the Public Security Department in the ghost market, and is now staying in the Public Security Department, and they asked a aunt to pick him up and pay the fine."

If not for Li Xiuzhi’s reminder.

Silly Zhu really forgot all about Yi Zhonghai.

I complained a little in my heart.

The two hypocrites are really not human beings. If they go to the ghost market, they will go to the ghost market. If something goes wrong, they must find a so-called righteousness to push the deaf old lady out to fight the thunder.

Wicked.

"By the way, did you meet Yi Zhonghai last night?"

Silly Zhu looked at Li Xiuzhi blankly.

I wanted to say some nonsense.

But looking at Li Xiuzhi's charming face, Silly Zhu couldn't bear the thought of coaxing Li Xiuzhi. This stupid wife had been worried about him all night.

Silly Zhu remembered an idiom.

Tender as water.

No wonder there is a saying that kings do not go to court early.

"I met him. I didn't recognize him as Yi Zhonghai at the time. When the market was bombed, I ran away..."

Silly Zhu told Li Xiuzhi the situation in brief words.

After hearing that Yi Zhonghai was almost implicated and Sha Zhu was caught, Li Xiuzhi no longer had any sympathy for Yi Zhonghai, but looked at Sha Zhu with worry.

She suddenly stretched out her white little hand, touched Silhu's cheek, and murmured "Thank you for your hard work."

This is also the time.

The crying aunt suddenly moved from outside the house to the house. She didn't know what to say to Silly Zhu, but she saw Li Xiuzhi's hand caressing Silly Zhu's cheek, and saw Silly Zhu's two big hands holding Li Xiuzhi tightly. With the other hand, the two of them stared at each other tenderly. As if she had seen the most terrifying thing in the world, she turned around and rolled out of Si Zhu's house.

When she left Shazhu's house, she was so flustered that she didn't pay much attention to her steps. She staggered and fell to the ground, looking like a big character.

The fall was miserable, and it seemed that the teeth had broken the aunt's tongue, and there was a faint trace of blood oozing from the corner of her mouth.

The stupid couple in the house.

Each stared at the other.

There was a hearty smile on the face.

The couple held hands and walked towards the outside of the house, and heard a confused voice from bangs in their ears.

"Lao Yi's wife, aren't you looking for Sha Zhu and his wife? What did you see? Why were you so frightened like this? Isn't Sha Zhu at home too?"

This is also the answer that the neighbors want to know.

Xu Damao in the crowd.

While everyone was still waiting for Auntie to give her answer, they seemed to have guessed something, and in line with the principle of adding fuel to the fire, they deliberately made a conversation.

Holding back Sun shouted from the distance towards Shazhu's house.

"Silly Zhu, it's past eight o'clock in the morning. You are messing around, messing around, and messing around. Be careful with your body. Let me, Xu Damao, stop talking. If you continue like this, sooner or later, you will be like Jia Dongxu, hanging on your body at a young age. On the wall.”

"Xu Damao, believe it or not, my old lady will tear your mouth apart. Our Dongxu is different from Silly Zhu."

Jia Zhangshi glared at Xu Damao.

He made a gesture of wanting to fight Xu Damao.

When Jia Dongxu was alive, the Jia family had Yi Zhonghai's support, so Xu Damao was not afraid. What's more, now that Jia Dongxu is dead, Yi Zhonghai is locked up in the street security department again.

Yansun laughed deliberately and did not take Jia Zhang into his eyes at all.

After talking about this, Liu Haizhong still didn't understand the meaning of Xu Damao's words, so he gave Xu Damao a lesson as the temporary steward.

"Xu Damao, please stop saying a few words. Jia Dongxu has been gone for less than a year. Besides, Jia Dongxu is different from Sha Zhu. Sha Zhu is a cook, and Jia Dongxu is an employee of the ninth workshop. Nothing can happen to Sha Zhu."