Siheyuan: Starting from a Truck Driver

Although Fan Jinyou is not a gentleman, he does have some good qualities. Xu Huizhen's choices are limited. If she were not still a woman waiting to be married, she might have chosen to be more casual.

Seeing Fan Jinyou's defeat, Xu Huizhen couldn't help but doubt her own judgment. The same question also lingered in her mind: What will happen to Xu Hesheng?

Li Weidong and Huang Lao laughed constantly. Huang Lao was no ordinary man. He had worked underground and was very careful. Soon, he realized that Fan Jinyou's experience today might be a trap set by Li Weidong. He couldn't help laughing and said, "Boy, you are still playing tricks on me."

Li Weidong shrugged: "I didn't wrongly accuse him. I just wanted to find an opportunity to get together with you, so I solved this matter at the same time."

Mr. Huang nodded, and without saying anything else, he shouted towards the counter, "Xiao Xu, two more dishes of appetizers!"

Xu Huizhen heard the call and responded immediately: "Okay, I'll be right there!"

In this era, waiters are often more arrogant than customers, and there have even been many cases of people yelling at customers. Because now even waiters have a formal system, Xu Huizhen still treats customers as human beings, which is one of the reasons why her business is booming. In contrast, when Fan Jinyou was running his business, he didn't take customers seriously at all.

Soon, Xu Huizhen served the side dishes prepared by the kitchen, with a larger portion than usual. If it weren't for Mr. Huang, she wouldn't be able to take charge of the tavern again. She knew Mr. Huang well and he wouldn't ask for benefits without reason, so she could only express her gratitude in this way.

While Xu Huizhen was busy serving the dishes, she secretly observed Li Weidong. Among the guests brought by Mr. Huang, the attitude towards young people is not traditionally common. It does not seem to be a polite exchange, but more like an interaction between peers. Xu Huizhen was curious about this and wondered if such a scene meant something. She missed the details that Li Weidong mentioned his married status, which made her curious about Li Weidong and listed him as a subject for investigation. At this time, it was not easy to expand the social circle. She silently wrote down Li Weidong's name and planned to investigate his background later.

That night, Li Weidong and Mr. Huang were both tipsy. If they hadn't restrained each other, they would have passed out. Li Weidong felt a little uncomfortable, and he didn't even dare to ride his bike home, but pushed it instead. Everyone knows that you can't drink alcohol even when riding a bike, but Li Weidong was aware of this. When he returned to the courtyard, Yu Li saw that Li Weidong was in a state of confusion, and she was heartbroken.

However, this money was earned by Cuihua with her hard work, and she was not willing to give it to others easily. Cuihua was faced with a difficult choice. She took out five yuan from her pocket, handed it to the other party and said, "Comrade, can you promise not to tell Damao about the fake abortion?" Qin Huairu looked at it and said, "Oh, you want to give thirty yuan? Damao and I are old friends, and we have a very close relationship. I can't ** him, right?" After saying that, she stretched out her hand and waved her palm.

"What? You want fifty?" Cuihua was stunned, she couldn't believe her ears, "Comrade, you have such a big appetite. This is my monthly salary."

"Okay," Qin Huairu changed her attitude, "In this case, I don't want to take less money and go against my conscience. I'll go find Damao and expose his wife's fake abortion!" Qin Huairu thought she had the upper hand, and was about to walk to the alley while talking. Cuihua was anxious. She had spent a lot of money to marry Xu Damao. If the lie of fake abortion was exposed, all the previous efforts would be in vain.

After some contemplation, Cuihua finally decided to compromise. She resolutely reached out her hand and held Qin Huairu's: "Okay, fifty, I accept it. But I will start working again after marriage." After making up her mind, Cuihua held Qin Huairu's hand tightly and said, "I'll give it to you, and keep it a secret."

When Qin Huairu saw the money, her eyes lit up instantly. She quickly took the money, put it in her pocket, and smiled: "Don't worry, I promise to keep it a secret. To be honest, compared with Damao, you are actually a more suitable person. At the same time, you are his old friend, how could I possibly destroy your ultimate goal?" Huang Cuihua was quite suspicious when she heard this, but helpless at the moment.

When she returned to her residence, she saw Xu Damao tidying up the place, so he hurried over. He touched Cuihua's shoulder and asked with concern: "Cuihua, how do you feel? Why did you take so long? Is the child okay?" Seeing Cuihua's listless look, Xu Damao hurriedly helped her sit down and took a towel to wipe her face.

"I'm fine, I just want to go out for some fresh air." Cuihua felt warm in her heart after feeling Damao's concern. She knew Xu Damao was a good person. His consideration and attentiveness to women, coupled with his pranks on her, made Cuihua feel full of happiness. No man would treat her so well. Even if this kindness was a trick, she had no complaints.

Xu Damao mentioned that he knew a doctor and he was worried about Cuihua's pregnancy. He used to be a projectionist and often made friends with celebrities in Beijing, including Dr. Zhang. They were planning to have their next prenatal checkup with Dr. Zhang. Cuihua was filled with tension after hearing this and asked tentatively, "Da Mao, what if the baby is gone?"

Xu Damao was startled, and from his expression, he must have been in deep fear. "What nonsense are you talking about? If anything happens to our child, I will not give up easily." In fact, the reason why he married Cuihua was because of this child.

After lunch, Cuihua went to the park under the pretext of taking a walk, but she ran towards the courtyard instead. As a smart woman, she realized that she was in a dangerous situation. The other party knew her lie and knew Dr. Zhang. If she was wrong, she would be exposed during the prenatal check-up. To solve this problem, the only solution was to reveal the lie. For Huang Cuihua, pregnancy was just a simple problem. In fact, she had been racking her brains for this a few years ago.

However, it was not easy to find a suitable partner who was both reliable and able to keep secrets. Those guests were unreliable. After careful consideration, Cuihua decided to ask Yan Jiefang for help. Yan Jiefang had long had a special liking for her, which was why he knew about her illness and came to her. Cuihua didn't know where Yan Jiefang lived, and she didn't dare to approach the people in the courtyard rashly, so she could only hide behind a big tree outside the courtyard and wait.

It was working time, and the courtyard was exceptionally quiet except for a few old ladies and young wives. The Yan family had already finished their meal. Aunt San cleaned up the dishes, pushed open the door to Yan Jiefang's room, and shouted, "Jiefang, I'm going to Aunt Wang's house. Don't forget what your father asked you to do."

Yan Jiefang asked for leave that day on the grounds of being unwell. He poked one eye out from the bed and replied weakly, "I know, I know! He is always pushing me and fussing over the smallest things. No wonder everyone calls him Yan Laoshen!"

"How can you talk like that, kid? Your father is the only one in our family who has a salary. Isn't it right for him to be thrifty? Besides, our family has already spent forty or fifty yuan on your last treatment! Do you have a clear conscience when you say that?" After scolding, Third Aunt closed the door.

Hearing the footsteps of Third Aunt getting farther and farther away, Yan Jiefang threw the quilt to the ground angrily and shouted: "My Yu Li, my Cuihua!" Although he spoke very toughly, he knew in his heart that if he did not go to Zuojiazhuang to exchange for national food coupons now, Yan Bugui would definitely make trouble for him when he came back. So he reluctantly stood up, walked into the kitchen, ate a cold steamed bun, put the food coupons in the drawer into his pocket, and then pushed his bicycle out of the compound and headed straight for Zuojiazhuang.

Cuihua couldn't stop Yan Jiefang from leaving, and could only watch him go away. But she was not impatient, because no matter how far he went, he would come back eventually. As long as she could seize the opportunity, she would succeed. Thinking of that day, Cuihua's eyes became firm, like a copper bell.

Hard work always pays off. More than an hour later, Yan Jiefang successfully got the food coupons. He rode his bicycle back to the courtyard and was suddenly stopped by a beautiful figure. When he saw who it was, his eyes widened instantly and his voice began to tremble: "Cui, Cuihua."

That's right, the person standing in front of him was Cuihua, whom he had been thinking about day and night. Yan Jiefang looked at her in surprise, and couldn't believe his eyes. He wiped his eyes, and then looked again. It was Cuihua! Her plump body, lovely face, and long black hair were all Cuihua's characteristics. After confirming that there was no one around, Cuihua took Yan Jiefang's hand and led him to a secluded alley.

Tears welled up in Cuihua's eyes. She bit her lips gently and said softly, "Brother Jiefang, I miss you so much."

"Cuihua, I miss you too." Yan Jiefang was so excited that he could not control himself. He wanted to hold Cuihua's hand, but suddenly thought of something and stopped. His face suddenly became heavy, and he asked carefully: "Are you okay?"

Cuihua wiped the tears from her eyes, forced a smile, and replied: "Don't worry, I'm fully recovered, otherwise why would I come to see you?" Then, her face became serious, and she pretended to be angry and questioned Yan Jiefang: "Yan Jiefang, what are you talking about! Tell me, was it you who infected me?"

"Ah? How is that possible? You must have used something unclean outside!" Yan Jiefang quickly waved his hands to deny.

Even in this beautiful moment, Yan Jiefang was unwilling to blame Cuihua. In his eyes, Cuihua was such a good girl. Even in difficult circumstances, she did not give up the struggle. What did she do wrong?

No, it wasn't her fault, it was the person who infected her with the disease. Cuihua pretended to be skeptical: "It's impossible. After I got along with you, I cut off contact with everyone else."

Suddenly, she seemed to realize something, and said in sudden enlightenment: "That's right, that's right, that's right! I heard that dirty toilet paper can also spread diseases. I think it must be the old newspaper I used!"