Siheyuan, the opening gun is aimed at Yi Zhonghai

After seeing Xu Jianjun and the others off, the atmosphere suddenly became silent.

Tian Xinyue suggested taking a stroll in the nearby park, and Zhou Zheng had no objection.

In April, the sun gradually warmed up the city, and the streets were filled with the breath of spring. Willow trees were drooping, and peach and apricot blossoms were blooming, adding a touch of pink color to the city. The sky was blue, with a few white clouds floating by occasionally, contrasting with the green trees and red walls. What's more commendable is that it was not a rainy day during the Qingming Festival this year.

On the way to the park, He Yushui happily broke off a willow branch and stole a glance at Zhou Zheng. The charm of that glance was like a sudden look back at a dimly lit place; it was like a past life in which they had never met but had known each other. Zhou Zheng was stunned for a moment.

Compared to He Yushui's light and lively appearance, Tian Xinyue's dignity and steadiness make her look more like a lady from a noble family. She has a smile in her eyes, as if she doesn't care about He Yushui's "flirting" at all, and she behaves like a "maiden" with dignity.

When Zhou Zheng came to his senses, He Yushui had already turned his head and ran happily to the front.

At this time, Tian Xinyue's soft voice sounded in his ears.

“Rainwater is really lively.”

Zhou Zheng smiled softly: "Yes, it is the age of innocence and naivety."

The girl is like a flower, but this flower has already been plucked by him.

After walking and stopping here and there, we arrived at the "Qi Wang Tower" unknowingly.

Qiwang Tower is located inside Jingshan Gate, on the sunny side of the mountain, at the foot of the mountain, facing north and south.

The roof is covered with yellow glazed tiles, the building has double eaves and is five bays wide and three bays deep.

The upper eaves have single-roofed three-step brackets, and a plaque with Chinese characters "Qi Wang Lou" hangs in the main room; the lower eaves have single-roofed five-step brackets, and there is a corridor in front with Dingtou arches and corbels, and spiral colored paintings.

There are white marble railings around it. A tablet of Confucius is enshrined inside. There were originally several clay sculptures on the stone base under the north, east and west walls.

This building was built in the 1750th year of Emperor Qianlong's reign in the Qing Dynasty () and is the place where students of Jingshan Official School worship their teacher Confucius.

When I was in middle school, the school would organize students to worship here every year. It is a place where Zhou Zheng, Tian Xinyue and He Yushui all have common memories.

"Huh, I'm here again without realizing it. In the blink of an eye, several years have passed." Zhou Zheng couldn't help but sigh as he held onto the white marble fence.

Tian Xinyue leaned against the fence, looking at Zhou Zheng with a smile, without saying a word.

In her opinion, no matter how sudden the situation changes or how great the changes are, as long as he is by her side, there is no need to feel so emotional.

He Yushui did not follow, but wandered around Qi Wang Tower.

But it didn't take long before she brought back an unexpected person.

"Ran Qiuye?" Zhou Zheng looked at her in disbelief. "Long time no see. I didn't expect to see you here."

Ran Qiuye is dressed very fashionably today.

She wore a stylish dress with loose shoulders and a flowing skirt, paired with black high heels and a small handbag. Her every move exuded a sense of elegance, and her slender fingers seemed to touch the strings of a piano, softly singing a mysterious melody.

There was always a smile on her face, and there was a hint of charm in her sparkling eyes.

It was an image of a quiet and ladylike woman, which made people want to approach her and share some unique life experiences with her.

"Long time no see, Zhou Zheng."

She responded to Zhou Zheng with a chuckle, as if they were old friends meeting again after many years.

Tian Xinyue curled up the corner of her mouth into a smile and greeted Ran Qiuye by looking into her eyes.

"Long time no see, Qiuye."

Ran Qiuye stepped onto the steps, walked gracefully to the white marble fence, and spoke with emotion.

"Yes, it's been a long time since we last met, Xinyue. Since graduation, we haven't been in touch with many people. When I saw Yu Shui just now, I was a little bit unbelievable."

"Are you here for an outing too?"

She used the word "outing" here, which made Zhou Zheng ponder in his heart.

'Ran Qiuye is just as romantic as described in the original novel.'

He calmly changed the subject and said, "Qiuye, what are you doing now? You should have graduated last year."

Ran Qiuye nodded slightly.

"Well, I just got a job as a teacher at Red Star Primary School. What about you? I heard that you all got into college. How is college life?"

Zhou Zheng was not surprised that Ran Qiuye knew that they had been admitted to university.

The reason is very simple. In this era, getting into university is a big deal. Basically, your alma mater and classmates will publicize it. In this way, it is normal for Ran Qiuye to know the news.

"It's not that different from middle school, except that the research topics are more in-depth. It's not as lively as middle school, and my classmates are more like old pedants."

"Oh? That doesn't sound like a compliment from the old scholar."

Zhou Zheng spread his hands: "But I have to admit that this is a compliment. There is nothing more depressing than guarding a pile of technical data. Unlike you, you can also guard a group of cute children."

Ran Qiuye smiled awkwardly.

"Those are the flowers of our motherland, but...these flowers are a little too naughty. Fortunately, they are lively and interesting."

At this time, He Yushui seemed to suddenly think of something and interrupted, "Sister Qiuye, you said that you are a teacher at Hongxing Primary School now, so you are a colleague of Teacher Yan in our courtyard."

Ran Qiuye frowned slightly.

"Teacher Yan? Haha, I'm sorry, I just registered at Red Star Primary School and I don't recognize everyone yet. So, that's it, right?"

Zhou Zheng looked at Ran Qiuye strangely.

I thought she must know Yan Fugui, but why did it feel like she didn't know him?

So he added a sentence.

"He's the one guarding the gate of our compound. He's Teacher Yan."

Ran Qiuye suddenly realized: "Oh, it's him."

Then he covered his mouth and smiled: "So he is Teacher Yan. When I went to report, I saw him cooking in the school cafeteria. I thought he was the school chef."

He Yushui laughed out loud.

"Pfft, yes, he is Teacher Yan."

Ran Qiuye asked in confusion: "Then why did he go to the cafeteria to cook?"

Zhou Zheng chuckled, there was nothing he couldn't say.

"He is a good planner. I remember that Hongxing Primary School didn't have a dedicated chef. All the teachers volunteered to cook. Not only did they receive miscellaneous subsidies, but they also didn't have to pay for meals. I think Teacher Yan would not miss this opportunity."

Ran Qiuye understood this time and gave a forced smile.

"I thought so. It turns out you're not a professional cook. No wonder you forgot to add oil when cooking."

When she said this, Zhou Zheng, Tian Xinyue and He Yushui were all stunned, and then burst into laughter.

"Hahaha."

"Ha ha"

"..."

The sudden laughter caught Ran Qiuye off guard, and he said hesitantly: "Uh...what did I say wrong?"

Zhou Zheng took a deep breath and tried hard not to laugh.

"Is there a possibility that he didn't forget to add oil, but simply didn't think of adding oil? You don't know, in our compound, it's not uncommon for Teacher Yan to cook without adding oil."

He Yushui agreed, "Yes, yes, yes, they eat pickles by the roots."

Zhou Zheng added: "Haha, and we always stop the manure trucks passing by to taste the saltiness."

The two of them sang in unison, just like a crosstalk performer, and they criticized Yan Fugui's actions without any bottom line.

Tian Xinyue curled the corners of her mouth.

"That's enough, stop feeding Qiu Ye weird knowledge."

Ran Qiuye shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

What is weird knowledge? Please explain it clearly so that people don’t misunderstand you.

"Hehe...hehe..."