Siheyuan: Returning to 61 to collect waste

"This is the vacuum cleaner in the room." Ye Chuan explained to them, "With it, as long as there is dust or debris on the ground, you can just use it to suck it away, and the dust will be sucked in, and you can just clean it up afterwards."

Liu Yue understood that it actually had the same function as a broom.

Ye Chuan said that these devices can make life more convenient and comfortable, and it is worth spending more money.

The refrigerator can help them store leftovers and keep drinks cold.

Ye Yongshun imagined that drinking a cold beer after work would help relieve fatigue. "Then we can't be too stingy with the electricity bill," his mother said with some concern.

The refrigerator and washing machine were temporarily placed in the corner of the kitchen without electricity. Liu Yue thought that since he didn't have to go to work, it was acceptable to wash the clothes by hand. He would only use the washing machine when he had too much to wash.

Ye Chuan naturally moved the music record player back to his bedroom. He thought that there were only a few TV channels now and the programs were not attractive enough.

In comparison, the phonograph is more practical.

Looking at the various modern household appliances in his home, Ye Chuan was very satisfied. As long as Dongfeng—Tong Yao was missing, everything would be perfect.

But these things will not last long in the house, and will inevitably become a thorn in the eyes of the neighbors, but he is not afraid. Now he can handle these things properly. Unless they are really excessive, the neighbors will not pose a threat to him.

The next day, when he picked up Tongyao from school, he noticed that she didn't ride a bicycle. "Tongyao, you don't ride a bicycle to work anymore?"

Tong Yao smiled playfully, took his arm and said, "You bought that bike for me. I'll ride it after I get married. We need to keep the wedding ceremony."

"We have prepared all the wedding supplies. Would you like to take a look?" Ye Chuan offered. "Okay, I want to see what my future home will look like!" Tong Yao happily agreed, full of anticipation for her future new home.

The coldness of the twelfth month of the lunar calendar grew stronger, and the two had no intention of wandering around outdoors, so they decided to return to the courtyard together.

The school was indeed some distance away from the yard, and it took them about half an hour to get there.

Along the way, the two talked and laughed, and did not feel tired.

It happened to be dinner time, and the courtyard was filled with the mouth-watering aroma of food.

The neighbors were already accustomed to Tong Yao's arrival, except Jia Dongxu, who hid behind the window and stared at her.

Seeing the two people enter the door, Liu Yue waved enthusiastically and said, "Yaoyao, you are back? Dinner will be served in ten minutes."

Tong Yao rolled up her sleeves and wanted to help, but Liu Yue quickly pushed her away and said with a smile: "The meal is ready, and the last dish will take some time.

You've worked hard, go take a break! I'll call you before dinner."

Ye Chuan smiled and took Tong Yao's hand, pointing to the corner of the kitchen: "Yaoyao, over there is the refrigerator and washing machine.

In the future, we can enjoy iced drinks in the summer, and in the winter, we can wash clothes easily without freezing our hands.”

Tong Yao had not paid attention to the electrical appliances here before. When she heard Ye Chuan's words, she looked in the direction of his hand and was surprised by such modern equipment. There was not such a complete set in school before.

She was deeply moved and never thought that she would be able to use these high-end items.

Ignoring her stunned expression, Ye Chuan led her towards his parents' residence: "I also bought you a sewing machine, but this is enough. We don't usually need to use it. There is also this 12-inch imported black and white TV."

Tong Yao was a little bit unbelievable when she saw the complete furniture in front of her. They had prepared all the necessities in just a few days. "Let's put our TV in my uncle and aunt's room. We often come home very late and don't have time to watch TV."

Ye Chuan understood Tong Yao's doubts and did not explain in detail. He just smiled and said, "Next, I'll take you to see our room!"

The moment she stepped into the east room, all the emotions surged towards Tong Yao like a tide, shock, surprise, and full of emotion and happiness.

She hugged Ye Chuan's waist, buried her face in his arms and whispered: "Ye Chuan, I am so lucky to meet you."

Ye Chuan responded gently, hugged her gently and said, "Your presence is also a blessing for me."

Although they were not rich in material terms, Tong Yao was filled with gratitude for the home appliances in the house: a 12-inch imported TV similar to the one in her grandparents' house was placed above the wardrobe; on the desk was a record player that was better than the one in her grandmother's house; and in the corner was a familiar object that she had seen in a magazine. "Yaoyao, I love you not only for love, but also for the life that I can live with you without worries about food and clothing," Ye Chuan said with a smile.

Listening to his promise, Tong Yao's eyes welled up with tears. Although the romantic story in the book was beautiful, her feelings in reality were completely different.

Love and the daily necessities of life don't seem to go together in her heart.

However, Ye Chuan brought her a different sense of happiness.

Even the trivial things in life are full of sweetness in front of him.

Tong Yao frowned slightly, then looked up and asked with a smile: "Ye Chuan, you must have spent a lot on our wedding, right?"

Ye Chuan answered casually: "Money is just an external thing, but you are the treasure that I cherish in this life." He said such sweet words casually to please her, and he didn't care as long as it didn't cost any money.

Hearing this, Tong Yao's face lit up with happiness, and she said, "Can you say this every day?"

Ye Chuan naturally responded: "Of course!"

At this time, Tong Yao let go of Ye Chuan, took back her bag, and pulled out a bulging envelope. "Ye Chuan, marriage is a big deal for both of us. This is what I have accumulated over the past two years. You can keep it for yourself!"

Ye Chuan smiled and pushed the money back, saying, "Yaoyao, I'm not a vain person, and I never do anything like spending money before it's due.

I'll leave this money with you first, and I'll ask you for it when I really need it."

Tong Yao thought for a moment, nodded and said: "Ye Chuan, it is a great happiness for me to be able to fight with you."

"Just watch me struggle! I will be responsible for supporting the family, and you just need to be young and beautiful, and each of you should have your own duties in the family, isn't that just right?" Ye Chuan joked. "Hmm~" Tong Yao smiled sweetly, with a blush on her cheeks, which made Ye Chuan unable to control his impulse and wanted to swallow her in one gulp.

This era has both bright and dark sides.

Women are simple and genuine. As long as you treat them well, you can win their trust and the desire to spend the rest of your life with them.

However, the times were still conservative, and unmarried men and women often interacted with each other in a reserved manner, like hosts and guests, making it difficult to find romantic occasions.

Tong Yao naturally couldn't guess what Ye Chuan was thinking, so she settled back down in his arms, her delicate body pressed against him.

Ye Chuan was enjoying the warmth and comfort, and was also aroused by this intimate action. Fortunately, at this time, the sound of his mother calling them to eat in the kitchen spread, saving him from embarrassment.

When the two arrived at the dinner table, Ye Yongshun had already finished get off work. When he saw Tong Yao, he nodded and smiled.

After Liu Yue finished preparing the dishes, Tong Yao hurried to help.

Ye Chuan sat aside and couldn't help but jokingly said, "Dad, can you drink Erguotou now?"

Ye Yongshun took a sip and said with satisfaction: "This is the taste that's so good!"

How could he dare to drink bottled Erguotou in the past? He always used loose liquor to quench his thirst, which tasted terrible and often made him feel sick in the middle of the night.

Now, after tasting high-quality wines, he has a new appreciation for value for money.

The whole family gathered around the dining table to enjoy a home-cooked meal. At this time, a person familiar to Ye Chuan and Tong Yao appeared in the courtyard—Ran Qiuye.

Yan Bugui took great pains to introduce her to himself, but she always refused.

When they met by chance on campus today and this topic was mentioned again, Ran Qiuye had no choice but to reluctantly agree. Although he felt a little regretful in his heart, he had already agreed, so he just regarded it as a visit.

Ran Qiuye did not tell Tong Yao about her relationship with her. She just wanted to observe the situation privately first. If Yan Bugui's son met her standards, she would decide how to deal with it.

She first returned to her home, and then hurried to the courtyard. Fortunately, her residence was not far from here, so the neighbors did not notice that she came for a blind date.

Yan Bugui, who was always thoughtful, showed magnanimity rarely. After get off work, he went to the collective store to buy pork and flour, and the family prepared a lively traditional dumpling banquet.

When Ran Qiuye stepped into the courtyard, the dumplings were just wrapped. "Teacher Qiuye, you came at the right time, come in and sit down!" Yan Bugui invited warmly.

Yan Jiecheng, who was following closely behind, saw her and his eyes flashed like lightning.

Her appearance is not inferior to Ye Chuan's undecided girlfriend Tong Yao. Although she is not as charming as Qin Huairu in Shangzhong Courtyard, she is still one of the top beauties.

He would be willing to endure any hardship if he could marry this woman.

After entering Yan's house, Ran Qiuye glanced around: the dilapidated houses looked even older under the dim light.

There was only a radio which was considered a slightly better electrical appliance, and the other basic furniture was unremarkable.

Different from Tong Yao who came from a scholarly family, Ran Qiuye came from a prominent family and had long had experience in foreign affairs.

With such a family background, she naturally disdained Yan Bugui's current situation.

Zhang Chenggong asked her to sit down, looking a little awkward, and then poured a glass of warm water in front of her. "Thank you." Ran Qiuye smiled and gently warmed the back of her frozen hand.

Then, Yan Fugui spoke: "Teacher Qiuye, this is my eldest son Zhang Chenggong. He is talented, hardworking and studious. He is very popular among young people and is considered to be outstanding."

Facing this compliment, Ran Qiuye politely responded: "I would like to know where Mr. Zhang Chenggong is currently working?"

"Oh, I just graduated and am looking for a job. I'm currently working as an intern in a dye factory. But they told me that if I perform well, I can get a permanent job." Zhang Chenggong told the truth with a little embarrassment.

Hearing this, Ran Qiuye felt a little disappointed. The salary of a mere intern was probably very low. If the two of them ended up together, how would they make a living in the future?

Looking at his reserved attitude and implicit words, she had already excluded Zhang Chenggong from her mind.

Ran Qiuye's good friend is Tong Yao, and she also has some acquaintance with Ye Chuan. After a few words, she had unconsciously compared herself with Zhang Chenggong and Ye Chuan in her mind.

In fact, there is no need to compare. Just looking at their appearance and career prospects, the two are obviously not on the same level.