Siheyuan: This is really immoral

"Of course, this was made by a master fish pickler in our hospital. It is said that he has been pickling fish for a lifetime. Our leaders all said it was delicious after eating it!"

Lin Zhuang couldn't help but smirk when he said this, he knew the personality Yan Bugui had established in school, he couldn't imagine how upset Yan Bugui would be if his reputation as a master who had been pickling fish all his life got out.

But of course this is impossible... at least it didn't come from Lin Zhuang's mouth.

Ran Qiuye couldn't help but pick up another piece of fish and tasted it slowly. After hearing what Lin Zhuang said, she showed admiration on her face. She admired the craftsmen who could stick to a craft for a lifetime. After hearing that Lin Zhuang gave all the credit to the person who pickled the fish, she still praised:

"It's mainly because you cooked it well. Otherwise, it would be useless no matter how well the fish is marinated."

Lin Zhuang was also pleased by these words and laughed out loud. He put a piece of fish belly meat into Ran Qiuye's bowl and said, "Qiuye, you should eat more too. Look how thin you are. If your parents come back and see you, won't they be heartbroken?"

Ran Qiuye looked at the pile of fish in the bowl and picked up a piece and put it in Lin Zhuang's bowl. The two of them competed with each other by picking up food from each other. Finally, when they saw that the bowls were piled high with fish and there was no room for anything else, they looked at each other and burst out laughing.

"Qiuye, what are we doing? Why are we acting like children?"

"It's because you started it."

Then the eye contact between the two ended with Ran Qiuye's face turning cherry red.

After dinner, the two chatted about some trivial matters, and Lin Zhuang asked: "Qiu Ye, when are we going to go fishing next time?"

Ran Qiuye tilted his head and thought for a while, then said:

"This weekend should be another holiday soon, and I can come to your courtyard to find you then."

"No, no, how can I let such a beautiful lady come in person? It should be my honor to go fishing with you. Then I will pick you up here on the weekend morning?"

"Can......"

"Stop! There's no buts. It's settled. If you go to my place so early in the morning, you'll have to get up in the middle of the night. I have a bicycle and it's much faster."

Ran Qiuye just didn't want to bother Lin Zhuang to come over all the time, worried that he would be too tired and too hot, but after thinking about it, it was indeed inconvenient for him not to have a car, so he agreed to Lin Zhuang's suggestion without hesitation.

After Ran Qiuye sent Lin Zhuang out, he returned home to clean up the mess.

......

On the other side, Lin Zhuang rode very fast and soon arrived at the courtyard. It was not dark yet, and he sat in the yard fanning himself with a smug look on his face.

Seeing Lin Zhuang coming in, he thought that his family had already eaten dinner, and it would be inconvenient for Lin Zhuang to come and eat for free, so he greeted him warmly:

"Lin Zhuang, you're back? This car is really new."

Although Lin Zhuang didn't know what happened, it was obvious that the weasel was paying a New Year's visit to the chicken with ulterior motives. When someone like Yan Bugui, the God of War, suddenly greeted you enthusiastically, it must be no good thing, so he pretended not to hear it and went back to his room.

But Yan Bugui jumped up from the small bench, pulled Lin Zhuang's arm, and said:

"Linzhuang, look, the sun hasn't set yet. I'm so tired sitting in the yard. You're the only one in the yard with a radio. I'm at your house like last time. How about we listen together?"

Lin Zhuang raised his eyebrows and said:

"Same as last time? Third uncle, you know I've already eaten, so are you planning to let me have a meal at your house tomorrow at noon? Or tomorrow night?"

Yan Bugui's face dropped when he heard this, but he still said shamelessly: "Linzhuang, we are all neighbors, how can you do this? How about this, you can listen to whatever you want, and the third uncle will be sitting next to you to ensure that no noise will be made."

Seeing that Lin Zhuang seemed unmoved, Yan Bugui took out the trick he would use to deal with Sha Zhu in the future and said:

"Lin Zhuang, you are not young anymore. There is a female teacher in our school who is your age and very good-looking. She is also single. I can introduce her to you when the time comes. Maybe this relationship can work out."

Lin Zhuang looked at Yan Bugui speechlessly. He wanted to say that the person who was having dinner with him tonight was the female teacher he mentioned as having a very iconic appearance, but he still said perfunctorily:

"Uncle, please don't bother with this matter. I am free to arrange it. I have to go to work tomorrow morning. I have been busy all day and I really don't have the energy to listen to the radio. Please come next time."

When Yan Bugui heard this, he knew that he had no reason to have fun anymore. He nodded regretfully and stopped forcing others to do so. However, he still confirmed with Lin Zhuang:

"Well, you promised to listen together next time when you are free."

Lin Zhuang waved at him and was about to go back to his room, but at this moment, Liu Haizhong, who had not walked through the front yard for a long time, said in a weird tone:

"We don't know where these people got their radios, watches and bicycles from. If they are not obtained legally, we will be in big trouble. If we are caught listening to them together, we will be interrogated for a few days at least."

Everyone knew what this meant. Yan Bugui thought about it and felt that what Liu Haizhong said made sense. If he was implicated, the family would be broken up without him. He made up his mind that he must watch the show during this period of time. The matter of listening to the radio together would have to wait...

"Hey, I've only been working at the steel mill for a short time, and I've already been promoted to deputy section chief. This responsibility and burden is really heavy. Oh, by the way, Second Uncle, you've been at the steel mill for so many years, you must be the workshop director, right?"

Liu Haizhong was so disgusted by these words that he stood there with his face drooping. When Yan Bugui heard these words, he also felt that Lin Zhuang was extremely aggressive.

Lin Zhuang no longer paid attention to the big weirdo and the little weirdo in the yard, and slowly returned to his room.

But the system's prompt sound was not calm and kept ringing.

Points +10, points +10, points +10...

......

After Xu Damao finished his dinner with pickles and steamed buns in the backyard, he heard people in the yard say that Lin Zhuang had returned. He mocked Liu Haizhong, immediately went back to his room to change his clothes, and then ran to the front yard in a hurry to find Lin Zhuang.

He felt that Lin Zhuang was the only normal person in the yard and the only normal person who could communicate with him.

Boom!Boom!

Lin Zhuang was just about to get some water to wash up when he heard a knock on the door. He looked up at the door and saw a figure that looked like Xu Damao, and then said something.

"Who is it? Come in."