Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

It’s really not Zhang Xiuzhi’s fault for misunderstanding, it’s mainly because Zeng Wangcai’s expression was just too mean.

Moreover, they locked the door as a double insurance, saying that they were worried about outsiders coming in and seeing them...

Zhang Xiuzhi sat on the sofa for a while, feeling conflicted. She thought about it and decided that if Zeng Wangcai didn't go too far, then it would be fine. But if he did go too far, then...

She touched the cloth bag containing the stun gun...hesitating whether to use it.

In the end, she couldn't bear to do so, fearing that the electric baton that could stun wild boars would cause too much harm to Zeng Wangcai, so she gave up.

Arriving at the bedroom door anxiously, Zhang Xiuzhi listened carefully and suddenly heard Zeng Wangcai shouting from inside: "Xiuzhi, I'm ready, you can come in."

Are you ready?

I'm not ready yet...

Zhang Xiuzhi plucked up the courage to push open the door, and suddenly a cool breeze blew in.

"Dangdangdang..." Zeng Wangcai jumped from behind the door to Zhang Xiuzhi, "Is it cool? This is an air-conditioning fan, much better than the electric fans we have now."

Zhang Xiuzhi breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Zeng Wangcai's clothes were intact, and shifted her attention to the direction Zeng Wangcai pointed.

She saw a black cylindrical object blowing cool air outside.

"Air conditioning fan? What is an air conditioner?"

"The air conditioner is not stupid!" Zeng Wangcai explained patiently, "It is a technological product that can change the temperature in the room. However, our conditions are limited now, so we can't install an air conditioner. We can install an air conditioning fan. You can sleep here at night and use the air conditioning fan. When you are done, lock it in the cabinet."

Only then did Zhang Xiuzhi understand Zeng Wangcai's intention in creating some furniture that she couldn't understand. She also knew that she had misunderstood. It turned out to be this mysterious surprise.

She knew that this was one of Zeng Wangcai's secrets, and Zeng Wangcai was willing to share this secret with her, which showed that he trusted her very much...

"Don't do these things in the future!" Zhang Xiuzhi said silently, "I'm not a person who enjoys life. You're not at home, and I'm at work. It would be bad if someone saw it."

"Nonsense!" Zeng Wangcai said proudly, "I am the company commander now. Who in the courtyard has the guts to come into my house and rummage through my belongings? Grandma!

"Don't worry about using it. It's only for two months. Put it away after the hot weather!" Zeng Wangcai continued to persuade.

Under his persuasion, Zhang Xiuzhi accepted: "Okay, I will use it carefully, thank you..."

"Do we need to say thank you? That's too polite!" Zeng Wangcai chuckled, "We are a family. Don't worry, this is just one of the surprises. There are more surprises for you. Close your eyes first."

family?

There are surprises, and you have to close your eyes...

Zhang Xiuzhi began to feel uneasy again!

Zeng Wangcai really created the atmosphere perfectly, with the cool breeze and the surprise that comes with closing your eyes.

Zhang Xiuzhi's heart was pounding and she slowly closed her eyes.

The next second, she felt Zeng Wangcai holding her hand and slowly leading her to the bed!

bed?

Zhang Xiuzhi's nerves suddenly tensed up, and the muscles in her hands subconsciously strengthened. Her five fingers tightly grasped Zeng Wangcai's hand, and the other hand clenched into a fist, as if she was ready to give Zeng Wangcai a Baji attack at any time.

Zeng Wangcai was unaware of this. He lifted the cloth covering his phone and tablet: "Dangdangdang...duangduangduang...

"Open your eyes and look carefully..."

When he was happy, Zeng Wangcai bullied his brother.

Zhang Xiuzhi opened and closed her eyes quickly, as if she was afraid of seeing scenes she shouldn't see, such as Zeng Wangcai taking off his clothes.

Misunderstood again...

Zhang Xiuzhi slowly opened her eyes and saw Zeng Wangcai looking at her with a smirk on his face, his finger pointing at the bed. On the bed were three things she had never seen before, one big and two small.

"What is this?" Zhang Xiuzhi asked in surprise.

Both the mobile phone and tablet were placed face up with black screens. Not to mention a black screen, even if it was on, Zhang Xiuzhi would not recognize it.

"Mobile phones and tablets, Juhua brand mobile phones!" Zeng Wangcai picked up a P70, unlocked it, and introduced it. "This thing can make calls, and has some other functions. I will teach you slowly. However, mobile phones are not very useful here because there is no signal. Tablets are more useful. They can be used to watch movies..."

Although Zeng Wangcai's explanation was quite detailed, Zhang Xiuzhi still didn't understand.

It’s not her fault. It was 60 years ago, and hand-cranked phones weren’t even popular, so how could we talk about mobile phones?

"Cell...phone?" Zhang Xiuzhi's face was full of question marks.

"Oh, you can simply understand it as a phone call." Zeng Wangcai explained with a smile.

“I can make a phone call with this, right?”

"cannot!"

"..."

What the hell is going on there!

Zeng Wangcai knew that explanation was useless, so he decided to be direct. He picked up a pair of headphones and gently put them on Zhang Xiuzhi.

When Zhang Xiuzhi was wearing headphones, Zeng Wangcai discovered that her earlobes were pink. Was she shy?

"Okay, wait a minute, I've downloaded the song..."

Did you scare me?

Zhang Xiuzhi was wondering when she heard music in her ears. Teresa Teng's sweet voice sang "Sweet Honey".

It’s no wonder that Zeng Wangcai is quite good at choosing songs. Some songs are very old to him, but they are new experiences for Zhang Xiuzhi.

Zhang Xiuzhi was instantly immersed in Teresa Teng's singing.

Before she even finished listening to a song, Zhang Xiuzhi completely fell in love with the mobile phone.

"How is it? Not bad, right?" Zeng Wangcai said with a smile, "When I'm not at home, you can listen to songs when no one is around. Tell me what kind of songs you like and I'll download them for you.

"Oh, there's also a tablet that you can use to watch movies. When you're home, you can lock the door and watch movies while lying on the bed..."

"Watch a movie?" Zhang Xiuzhi felt that she had broadened her horizons today.

As far as she knows, there are only two ways to watch a movie: one is to go to the cinema, and the other is to watch an open-air movie.

How to watch movies at home?

Zeng Wangcai didn't explain, he just unlocked the tablet, opened the software, and found Stephen Chow's "A Chinese Odyssey".

"You stinky monkey, you used to call me Sweetie, but now you call me Madam Niu..."

The pictures on the tablet computer, Stephen Chow’s exaggerated laughter in the headphones... Zhang Xiuzhi couldn’t accept it at all.

"Uh... don't like it?" Zeng Wangcai noticed Zhang Xiuzhi's state, "Change it and see if you like it!"

He clicked to play Yuen Biao's "The Prodigal Son"!

"Hey, this is Wing Chun!" Zhang Xiuzhi's eyes lit up, "The fighting is OK, the guy with the mole on his face is not so good, the one without eyebrows is good, he has some skills, but it looks a bit weird..."

Listening to Zhang Xiuzhi's comments, Zeng Wangcai's mouth twitched. He forgot that she knew Kung Fu.

When other people watch Kung Fu movies, they watch the fighting scenes, but when you watch Kung Fu movies, you comment on other people's Kung Fu.

Yuen Biao and Uncle Ying both have a solid foundation, but you still feel awkward about this. If it were the 1980s or 1990s, you would definitely be a kung fu superstar.

Despite this, Zeng Wangcai finally found out what Zhang Xiuzhi liked - listening to music and watching kung fu movies.

The next step was simple. They put soft pillows on the bed and the two of them leaned back on the bed, watching the movie with relish.

Halfway through the movie, Zeng Wangcai suddenly felt his phone vibrate. He picked it up and saw that he had received a text message:

"Ramada Colliers wishes you a happy summer. Here we have young ladies, lolita girls, and mature ladies... Welcome to taste the new tea. Call..."

It turned out to be a P-text message. It is said that a new number can also...

That’s not right. When I took the phone out of the space, there was actually a signal?

Zeng Wangcai discovered the key to the matter!