Siheyuan: I'm Shazhu's Neighbor

The evil spirit will never die!

Xu Dongqing naturally knew that the third uncle and his family would not give up like this. This incident had damaged his face and even caused him to lose some money.

It’s both a loss of money and a shame!

He could swallow such a bad breath, so naturally he would find an opportunity to retaliate.

.....

It snowed heavily last night.

Wrapped in silver!

The ground is covered with snow, and in the quiet courtyard, pots and pans are heard again. They all get up early to shovel the snow and go to work.

Riding a bicycle in this weather is like hanging yourself.

Xu Dongqing strolled out of the courtyard. Xu Dongqing glanced at Yan Bugui and pushed his bicycle out of the alley. These three uncles were really afraid that others would not know that his family bought a second-hand bicycle.

Although it is a status symbol.

But you don’t have to show it off every day.

The gate of the steel rolling mill.

Xu Dongqing saw the two sisters Yu Li from a distance, talking and laughing. When he saw Xu Dongqing also saying hello enthusiastically, it seemed that he had completely forgotten the original unpleasantness.

Just pretend that night never happened.

"Morning."

"Yeah."

Yu Li is still the same as before, she blushes when she sees Xu Dongqing, and when she smiles, her dimples are exposed, just like a little lolita.

When Xu Dongqing walked into the workshop of the steel rolling mill, she was already very busy. For some reason, the pretty widow was late.

I came here at noon just to collect my salary.

The canteen of the steel rolling mill.

Silly Zhu was still the same as usual. After finishing the meal for Qin Huairu enthusiastically, he threw down his spoon and walked to the back of the canteen, mumbling for something.

He mysteriously held a clay pot in his hand and placed it in front of Qin Huairu.

"Huai Ru, this is the old hen soup I made. Drink more to warm yourself up." Silly Zhu enthusiastically took out a vat and scooped out two spoons of soup. He rummaged around twice and found a chicken

The wings are placed in the jar.

The people around them sneered, and some people who were watching the fun whistled.

"Silly Zhu, when will I be able to drink the chicken soup you made?" A square-looking widow sat next to him. This tonnage is a bit heavy.

Silly Zhu smiled coquettishly: "Li Chunhua, just give up on this idea. Even if Silly Zhu marries an old sow, I won't fall in love with you."

If Silly Zhu hurts someone, he will do it right away.

Li Chunhua also felt bored, glared at Silly Zhu, sat on the seat next to her, and started chatting with others, even more cursing in her mouth.

"I don't know what's good. A yellow-flowered girl like me is no better than a pretty widow, a free-spirited popcorn, a flower in a steel rolling mill. Who doesn't know..."

"Yes."

The people around him also echoed, and when they saw Silly Zhu's infatuated look, they began to feel sick for a while. They didn't want the good-looking big girl, so they insisted on being a companion.

I still kneel down and hope that the pretty widow will be merciful and come together.

The sound is getting worse and worse.

Qin Huairu's expression changed, she glanced at Sha Zhu, and smiled sweetly: "Si Zhu, thank you, Sister Qin doesn't need it."

Pushing the teapot to Shazhu's hand, he took a furtive glance at Xu Dongqing who was eating. He didn't react at all, and he felt a sense of loss in his heart.

There is also five points of helplessness.

This stupid pillar was intentional. If it were in a courtyard, maybe the old woman would want to eat it if she still had some sticks, so she would only half-heartedly agree.

But where is this?

Steel rolling mill canteen.

Isn’t this giving her eye drops?

How will she meet people in the future? In the past, for the sake of a bite to eat, she might have pretended not to see the people around her. She could only take one more bite. No matter what other people said, as long as she was not hungry, everything would be fine.

It's easy to say, but now her life is pretty good.

Doesn’t this make her unhappy?

How to get along with other people? People who don’t know the inside story may think that the two of them are already having an affair. This is the rhythm of confessing.

I feel sorry for the orphans and widowers at home.

"Sister Qin, this is what the boss ate last time. I left it specially for you to replenish your health. Don't be polite." Silly Zhu persuaded as always.

Qin Huairu couldn't resist his kindness, and he was afraid that if he stayed entangled in this moment, he would become the laughing stock of the steel rolling mill.

"Silly Zhu, this is the soup left by the leader. Then Sister Qin can't drink it, lest people say you are ignorant." Qin Huairu winked.

Blinked.

Are everyone around watching?

Can you not go too far like this? The leaders want to eat the leftovers. Now everyone is eating simple meals, and there is not much oil or water in their stomachs.

Silly Zhu's dull mind suddenly brightened up. He glanced around and smiled.

"I'm sorry, everyone, there's only one foundation left, not much at all." Silly Zhu raised the casserole, leaving only some bones and dregs.

The soup and water are gone.

They were all in the teapot, and there was also a chicken wing, but Li Chunhua saw it clearly.

But they can't make the decision in such a matter. They can only sigh helplessly and shake their heads, not daring to offend Silly Zhu.

I am deeply afraid that he will commit another crime again. If he is deliberately retaliating against them, he can only eat half of the food of others for the same price, which is not worth the gain.

"I'm full."

Qin Huairu hurriedly ate all the food in the lunch box and left the canteen as if she was running away. She could no longer stand the way people around her pointed at her.

He even complained secretly in his heart: "Which of the tendons of this stupid column are not in the right position? I gave him the chicken soup left by the leader. Can't I take it back?"

Hey!

Liu Lan watched the pretty widow escape and shook her head with a wry smile: "This silly Zhu also does bad things with good intentions. So many people really think Qin Huairu is shameless."

Yu Li also echoed beside her.

According to the traditional love model.

In the past, love was between you and me, and we would blush even if we held hands. But now, two people can walk on the street openly, and they can even feed each other in the cafeteria.

This will only attract verbal criticism from the neighborhood committee aunt.

Immoral!

Is there still a tutor? This is why the pretty widow left in a hurry. They discussed with each other in private, and she can accept some excessive things.

But outside.

Sorry, you are not familiar with me!

Xu Dongqing's grasp of the pretty widow's mentality is not as stubborn as Silly Zhu's. She is quite right. She is so happy and doesn't care about the eyes of the people around her at all.

But the pressure on other people is too much.

If Qin Huairu dares to take a sip of chicken soup, she will definitely be criticized by the people around her. Is this pretty widow getting together with Silly Zhu?

If you don’t want to eat.

Is this pretty widow pretending to be reserved? Previously, that stupid Zhu deliberately gave her more food, and Xu Damao even touched her butt secretly behind her back.

And he also took the initiative to take out food stamps and treat the pretty widow to a meal.

There is not a single kind word left or right...