Siheyuan: Qin Huairu relies on me

"Congratulations on getting the electric firebox."

"Firebox?"

Zhao Xiyan was stunned at first, then overjoyed.

Fireboxes are not available in the north. After all, heating has been available in the north since the late 1960s.

But in the south, this thing is a must-have for home.

You can do without a sofa, but you must have a firebox. When the time comes, get a quilt and lie on the firebox to spend the winter comfortably. If you are afraid of the cold, you can sleep in the firebox.

"Well, I forgot to check how big it is."

Zhao Xiyan's eyes condensed and waved his right hand.

A three-meter-long and two-meter-wide firebox appeared in front of him. The firebox was yellow, painted, and had a woody fragrance.

"Second draw."

"Get an electric blanket."

"Okay."

Zhao Xiyan was overjoyed.

Although they are all winter artifacts in the south, it is better than nothing, right?

"The third lottery."

"I won 300 kilograms of candy."

"Not bad."

Zhao Xiyan was calm, because he already had what he wanted.

After leaving the supermarket, people were still talking outside. Most likely, the girls were still awake and chatting.

He got up and walked to the south yard from another door, ready to open the bathroom door to take a shower.

But when the door opened, he was dumbfounded.

The bathroom was filled with smoke, and a girl was washing her hair with her eyes closed. Maybe the cold wind blew over and woke her up.

She turned her head and met Zhao Xiyan's eyes.

"You...you..."

"Don't shout, don't shout."

Zhao Xiyan stepped forward and covered her mouth, complaining first, "Why don't you lock the door and turn off the lights when you take a shower..."

"There are only women in this yard, why should I lock the door?" An Xin complained, "Why don't you get out quickly..."

"Hey."

Zhao Xiyan was about to leave, but someone knocked on the door.

"An Xin, are you done washing?"

Qin Huairu's voice sounded outside the door.

"No...no."

An Xin immediately said, "I'm washing my hair, and I need to wash it again."

"Okay then."

Qin Huairu responded and walked away.

An Xin turned her head to look at Zhao Xiyan.

"You're all wet, let's wash together."

"No...let's take a shower together?"

Zhao Xiyan's eyes widened. Is there something wrong with this girl's brain?

"You... you've been naked, what else can we do if we don't wash together?" An Xin blushed and said, "I'll go out and get you clothes later."

"That's not good."

Zhao Xiyan hesitated.

"Hmph."

An Xin took off his wet clothes and continued to wash his hair.

Zhao Xiyan looked at her and started to take a shower silently.

An Xin suddenly turned her head and put her arms around him.

"No, sister, outside... um."

...

Half an hour later.

An Xin turned on the light first and went out.

She quietly went to Zhao Xiyan's room to get the clothes, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.

"An Xin, you're really crazy."

"What's crazy?"

Suddenly a voice sounded beside her, which scared An Xin.

"Yu Haitang, why are you walking without making any sound?"

"Go away, you are distracted."

Yu Haitang reached out to open the bathroom door, but found it locked, and couldn't help shouting, "Who's in there?"

"Me."

Zhao Xiyan said unhappily, "Don't rush me to take a shower."

"Oh, I've been waiting in line for a long time." Yu Haitang laughed and scolded.

"Go to hell, first come first served, hurry up... I'm not wearing any clothes." Zhao Xiyan also laughed.

"Oh, you stinky hooligan..."

Yu Haitang blushed, and pulled An Xin out, "Your hair is wet, dry it quickly, don't catch a cold."

"There is a hair dryer." An Xin whispered.

"Hair dryer? What is that?" Yu Haitang asked curiously.

"It's a hair dryer, I'll take you there..."

After An Xin finished speaking, she took Yu Haitang to the bedroom next to Zhao Xiyan.

She took out the hair dryer and plugged it in.

Hot air came out of the vent. Yu Haitang curiously reached out and touched it, and was quite shocked.

"Hey, where did this thing come from?"

"I don't know, Zhao Xiyan got it." An Xin sighed, "Our Minister Lin is very powerful..."

"That's right."

Yu Haitang sighed, "It's not long since he came out of the steel mill, and he has entered the street office... Sister An Xin, do you like him?"

"Of course... ah?"

An Xin's pretty face flushed immediately, and she looked at her with dissatisfaction, "What nonsense are you talking about, how can I like him?"

"What's the matter, I like him too."

Yu Haitang spread her hands and said, "Yu Li is too cowardly. If it were me... I would go to Zhao Xiyan's room tonight to sleep. I'll see how he can explain it clearly tomorrow."

Bang!

An Xin reached out and knocked her on the head, saying coquettishly, "You are a girl, how can you say such things? You are so shameless."

"I... I am just giving Yu Li some advice." Yu Haitang said embarrassedly.

"Go, go, Zhao Xiyan is out, hurry up and take a shower." An Xin said unhappily.

"Hey."

Yu Haitang ran out in a flash.

An Xin was a little absent-minded thinking about the beauty in the bathroom, and her ears turned red.

That night.

Zhao Xiyan did not chat with them, but started pulling wires in the room. Fortunately, the solar panels came with enough and long wires, so he could pull the wires from the flower bed.

After connecting the socket to the solar power line, he was in trouble again. The house was not small, but putting a firebox there would be too conspicuous.

No, I have to find Bei Qing tomorrow to add another floor to the house and make a hidden staircase.

Zhao Xiyan yawned, put the electric blanket on, and fell asleep soundly.

The electric blanket was comfortable, constant temperature, neither cold nor hot.

But he didn't see that the door was quietly pushed open a little bit.

The next day.

Early morning.

"Ah..."

A scream woke everyone up.

Zhao Xiyan looked sideways and was stunned.

"Zhao Xiyan, who is in your room?"

Qin Huairu ran over angrily, opened the door, and immediately prepared to lift the quilt.

"Stop it, stop it." Zhao Xiyan said hurriedly.

"Who is it?" Qin Huairu said resentfully.

"She..."

Zhao Xiyan was about to speak, but the Yu sisters and others came running over.

"Zhao Xiyan, is it Zhang Youyi?" Lin Lu said unhappily.

"Hey."

Zhao Xiyan patted the quilt helplessly, "Sister, it's not right to play like this..."

"What's the matter?"

Zhang Youyi stuck her little head out from under the quilt and said coquettishly, "Zhao Xiyan, you have to be responsible for me."

"Zhang Youyi, how can you be so shameless?" Qin Huairu's eyes widened, "A grown girl... ran to someone else's bed and fell asleep. If this gets out, how can Xiao Zhao live?"

"What do you mean how to live? We are... like that, he has to marry me." Zhang Youyi said confidently.

"Is this really okay?"

Yu Haitang exclaimed, but when she saw the people with unfriendly eyes, she immediately covered her mouth.