Siheyuan: the beginning reveals Qinhuai Ru's true face

"Look what you are doing. Even if I go in, it doesn't matter. This house belongs to me. At most, I just came uninvited." Unable to suppress the thoughts in his heart, he jumped in directly.

Maybe it has something to do with being a cook who has been using his arms for many years. He is as strong as an ox. He turned it inward with one hand and was as flexible as a monkey to flip over.

It fell to the ground quietly, and its perfect turn over made people secretly admire it.

It was pitch dark, and the room was filled with the fragrance of toilet water. An ominous premonition suddenly came into my mind. There was only one person in the whole compound who used this kind of perfume scent based on Silly Zhu's memory, the woman who made her painful memories linger forever.

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At the same time, she is also the most helpless woman. She loves and hates her at the same time. Sometimes she can squeeze her balls tightly, sometimes she can arouse happiness in her heart. She understands men's thoughtfulness very well.

At this point, everyone can guess who this person is, it is the widow: Qin Huairu, this is the person that Shazhu least expects, even if it is another unknown woman.

Following the smell, he quietly approached the house step by step, with cautious steps. No one knew what would happen next. The closer he got to the answer, the more uncomfortable he felt.

The smell is getting stronger and stronger, and it smells like mixed with the smell of cigarettes. The average house in an old-style courtyard house is 30-40 square meters at most. There is no independent bathroom and kitchen. It is usually a small living room with a bedroom. It is very simple in structure.

As he got closer and closer to the bedroom, his breathing began to speed up, and he could only hold his breath for fear of repercussions. Just when he felt a little regretful for his actions.

It was obvious that I stepped on the clothes under my feet. When I leaned over and touched it with my palms, it felt extremely silky and smooth. When I picked it up, I was immediately surprised.

"Isn't this a piece of women's underwear? I'll go for it! This guy is old and naughty. He has one foot in the coffin for decades. Maybe he has other ideas!"

I cursed fiercely in my heart, as if the hlbe prairie was in front of me, with ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping past, and I felt like I had no love in my life.

Silly Zhu didn't hide his feelings and walked straight to the bed. When he was about to lift the quilt, he could barely see a man and a woman lying on the bed through the remaining light at the edge of the window.

It's strange that the man is much thinner, and the woman is also slim. Logically speaking, He Daqing is fat and bloated, and Qin Huairu is at least a little chubby.

Could it be that there is someone else? We have already reached this point. It is better to lower our heads and see what happens. This trip is not in vain, just like a thief.

Leaning one hand against the wall and slowly lowering his head, he saw that the woman was sleeping on her side with her mouth closed. She looked very familiar. Her hair was scattered and she couldn't see clearly, but her outline was still barely visible.

When I got here, I understood it instantly and almost screamed.

"Ah! This is Sophora japonica, and the one next door must be her live-in boyfriend and fiancé. This is too magical."

Realizing that something serious was going on, he would definitely be treated like a thief if he was discovered. The neighbors in the compound hated thieves the most. He had also caught one when he lived here, and was awarded a commendation by the police station for this.

He returned the same way and exited, sitting on the stone steps. Since his father He Daqing was not in Yuyu's house, where was he? Where to go? The sudden question in his mind made him puzzled.

His eyes looked at Qin Huairu's old house opposite, could he go to his own house?

"No, my mother-in-law Zhang is still living there. If this is the case, it would be impossible for two women to serve one husband.

When she wanted to marry Qin Huairu, she was the first to object. She even brought out the mourning hall and tried every means to stop her.

Now it is even more impossible for a 70-year-old man to sleep in it."

The more Silly Zhu thought about it, the more something was wrong. He started to feel a little tired and fell asleep in a daze.

"Si Zhu? Why are you sleeping in front of my room? Don't you live in Longfeng Restaurant? What's going on?" The angry female voice woke up Si Zhu. He slowly raised his head and was a little surprised to see the person in front of him.

This person is none other than Qin Huairu, a woman he loves and is ruthless at the same time. He has fantasized about holding hands with her and getting married countless times, but in the end it failed.

Being hurt again and again has severely damaged his self-confidence and made him doubt his life, and the price he paid each time was heavy.

The Qin Huairu in front of her was wearing a pink bud-trimmed coat, her hair was disheveled, and her whole body exuded the strong fragrance of roses. It no longer smelled like toilet water at all. No wonder she recognized the wrong person last night and almost caused a misunderstanding.

No, it should be said that after almost being exposed, he was treated like a thief. Thinking of this, Silly Zhu had an epiphany. For this reason, he no longer clung to the current situation and chose to be cheerful and smile.

"Good morning, Qin Huairu, I came to pick up dad early this morning. I plan to go for some morning exercise and try the Hong Kong-style breakfast that they mentioned.

By the way, you are quite early, who is responsible for the canteen of the House of Hope?" He touched his head and pretended to be confused, deliberately changing the topic and trying to cover up his ridiculous behavior of spending the night in the compound.

Unexpectedly, the other party didn't pay attention at all. He waved his hand and dozed off.

"There's no need to be so early. It's only 6 o'clock. He Daqing lives in a small house in the backyard. He said it's cleaner over there. He doesn't like the noisy house in the rain. You can go find it yourself.

The canteen is for the third uncle’s eldest son: Yan Jiefang, private contractor, this matter was decided by you! Did you forget it so quickly?" He staggered into the house.

Bah! Don’t forget to close the door again.

Huh~ The cold wind was whistling by, no matter how cold it was, it was still chilling. At this moment, Silly Zhu wanted to die. It turned out that he was just being sentimental. Could it be that what he heard on the phone was fake?

With doubts in my heart, I walked straight to the small house in the backyard. It was obviously a brick structure house used to accumulate debris when I was a child.

"Come in, don't stand at the door. You made me miserable last night. What should I do if I can't get out of bed?"

Come in quickly and help me, while there are not many people around, hurry up!" There were urging voices.

Silly Zhu was completely shocked when he heard this. He couldn't believe that these words came from He Daqing. It hit him in the head like a thunderbolt from the blue. He looked embarrassed and stretched out his hand to open the door.

He stood at the door dumbfounded and did not go in immediately. The morning sunlight shone on his face. Before he could say anything, another word came from inside the room.

"Why are you still standing there? I don't even have the strength to zip up my trousers. You made it too much for me last night. If you can't do it continuously in the future, if you continue, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive..."

When he heard this, he wanted to turn around and leave. There was no reason to stay at all, and he muttered to himself.

"Bah! People in their seventies are so shameless. I feel ashamed to be your son..." As soon as he turned around, another extremely disgusting words came from the room.

Silly Zhu immediately gave up the idea of ​​leaving.

"If you don't help me out of bed, I'm going to pull out right away... It's all your fault..." Then I heard bursts of farting noises.

At this moment, Silly Zhu's mind flashed back to his childhood when his father, He Daqing, taught him to go to the toilet and almost fall into the latrine. The memory was still fresh, as if it happened yesterday.