Siheyuan: This is really immoral

Yan Bugui's train of thought suddenly opened up, and he continued to think further. Xu Damao had a quarrel with Lou Xiao'e a few days ago, and Lou Xiao'e took out the diagnosis on the spot. Xu Damao hasn't come back for several days. Could it be... ?

Yan Bugui's eyes sparkled, and he ran to the backyard with his bulging belly. The smile that inadvertently appeared on the corners of his mouth was so intense that even the dogs passing by could tell that he was very happy.

Yan Bugui trotted all the way to Xu Damao's house and knocked on the door "politely".

"Bang! Bang bang bang!"

After a creaking sound, Xu Damao opened the door just enough to look outside. Seeing that it was Yan Bugui, he asked impatiently:

"Uncle, it's you. I'm busy. If it's nothing important, don't bother me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was about to close the door, but Yan Bugui immediately held the door with his hand to prevent Xu Damao from closing it, and then whispered:

"Da Mao, you don't want others to know about your affairs, right?"

Xu Damao stopped closing the door abruptly, stared at Yan Bugui in amazement, and asked incoherently:

"Uncle... Uncle, I, I don't know what you are talking about..."

However, Yan Bugui saw that he couldn't hide the truth, and he became more certain of his thoughts, and continued to lie:

"You must know what I'm talking about. Look at the smell of Chinese medicine on you. You don't want everyone in the yard to know, do you?"

Xu Damao shuddered, and shuddered at the thought of such consequences. He quickly pulled Yan Bugui in and said:

"Uncle, how did you know?"

Yan Bugui stroked his nonexistent beard, smiled without showing his teeth, and said in an unfathomable way:

"Da Mao, don't worry about how I got the information. What you should be aware of now is that Third Master is afraid that he can't control his mouth. If everyone in the hospital knows about it, then this, this..."

Xu Damao felt angry when he saw his greedy and smug look. How could such a mean person appear in their courtyard?

But he still smiled and said to Yan Bugui:

"Oh, Third Uncle, that's true. The weather is really bad. Look, I still have two bottles of canned yellow peaches at home. They are good for summer. They keep you cool. I also have a few pounds of white flour. What do you think?"

The third uncle scratched his forehead, his eyeballs hidden by his hands had already stood up, but they quickly returned to normal and said:

"Da Mao, you know that Uncle Three hasn't eaten meat for a long time. I'm afraid his mouth won't obey me and he might accidentally say it out."

Xu Damao's face darkened, and he cursed the shameless old man inwardly. He gritted his teeth and said, "

"Uncle, you know I haven't been home for several days. There's no meat in the house. If there is, it will stink."

Yan Bugui thought about it and realized that it was true, but he still said unwillingly:

"Then I, the third uncle, can only say that I will try not to tell anyone. I will control myself, okay?"

Xu Damao smelled the Chinese medicine in the room and felt anxious. He had no choice but to satisfy this old fox and said:

"Uncle, how about this? I'll go out and buy some when I'm free these two days, and bring some back to you."

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Yan Bugui nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile:

"Okay, okay, of course, Damao, I've always thought you're the best in this yard."

"But Third Uncle, I have to tell you in advance that there won't be too much meat. If you want me to buy more, I can't do anything about it."

The calculating master Yan Bugui said without any concern:

"Of course, of course. Half a pound is enough?"

"Half a pound...?! Uncle, why don't you go and grab some?"

Yan Bugui was a little embarrassed, but still said cheekily:

"Da Mao, this half catty is indeed a bit difficult for you, how about four ounces?"

Having said that, Yan Bugui looked at Xu Damao's anxious expression and immediately held his hand tightly.

"Okay, okay, Third Master, just four ounces, no more. Please go back to where you need to go."

Yan Bugui put his hands behind his back and walked out with a smile, not forgetting to remind:

"Da Mao, don't forget, Third Uncle is usually tight-lipped, but it would be bad if he accidentally lets something slip one day."

Xu Damao watched his back as he left, and had already cursed Yan Bugui's eight generations and all future generations.

Suddenly, I smelled a burnt smell in the room. I woke up suddenly and ran quickly to the room where the medicine was being boiled.

When I opened the earthen bowl used for decocting the medicine, I saw that the medicine juice inside had obviously dried up. There was a sizzling sound at the bottom, and the smell of burning and sticky things in the air was getting stronger and stronger.

While adding water, he cursed loudly:

"Damn you Yan Bugui, my fucking medicine is all burnt out, old man, if you dare to tell anyone about my story, I will beat you to death."

Finally, Xu Damao pinched his nose and drank the burnt-smelling Chinese medicine.

......

the other side.

Ran Qiuye's home.

Ran Qiuye was washing and preparing vegetables while Lin Zhuang was frying fish. They looked like a perfect match.

"Lin Zhuang, when I saw you a few days ago, your bicycle wasn't like this, and you bought such a new watch."

"Why? From your tone, you sound like you like it more?"

"Of course. If I had a watch, my life would be much more convenient. Otherwise, I can only look at the only old clock in the school."

Lin Zhuang nodded, took off his watch, handed it to her and said:

"How about I give this watch to you?"

Ran Qiuye refused repeatedly and said: "That won't work. Please don't do this, or I won't dare to meet you next time. This is too expensive..."

Ran Qiuye's delicate white hand pressed down on Lin Zhuang's hand holding the watch, refusing to take it no matter what.

Lin Zhuang also knew that he was being rude, so he smiled politely, put the watch back on his hand, and said:

"Well, this men's watch really doesn't suit you. Come, get a plate and serve the food."

Only then did Ran Qiuye put down the heavy stone in her heart. She knew that this watch cost nearly 200 yuan.

After the two of them brought all the dishes to the table, Ran Qiuye said:

"Linzhuang, I live alone in my house now. It's a shabby place, please don't mind it."

"No way! How can this be called shabby? Your house is much neater and cleaner than mine."

Ran Qiuye looked at Lin Zhuang and realized that he really didn't mind. Then he felt relieved and said:

"I am a girl after all, so let's eat."

Then Ran Qiuye took a piece of fish and tried it. His glasses lit up and he said:

"Hmm~ This is so delicious!"