Siheyuan: The Final Winner

middle school.

After He Yushui ran back to his room like a gust of wind, he threw his schoolbag on the table and threw himself under the blanket.

She smirked for a while, shy for a while, sweet for a while, and covered her face for a while.

"Hehehe...Brother Pingan is so embarrassing! Necrosis!"

He Yushui smirked, covered his face with the quilt, rolled on the bed, and giggled.

"He kissed me." He Yushui thought obsessively, slowly aftertaste, blushing, both ashamed and happy.

Time passed slowly, and He Yushui was completely immersed in his own thoughts.

It wasn't until He Yuzhu came from the next door, saw her in a daze on the bed, and knocked on the door a few times, did she come back to her senses.

"Yu Shui, you are blushing, do you have a cold?" He Yuzhu asked concerned.

He Yushui took a few deep breaths, suppressed the restless emotions in his heart, shook his head and said, "No, brother silly, what do you want from me?"

He Yuzhu smiled and said, "Are you confused?"

"It's time for dinner. I made an old hen and stewed it for you. Get up and eat it. It's hot!"

"Ah! It's already noon?" He Yushui finally realized and jumped out of bed.

After arriving at the door, she murmured to herself: "Brother Pingan hasn't eaten chicken for a long time, I want to give him some."

He Yuzhu frowned and said with sore teeth:

"He Yushui, whose sister are you? Why do you always think about Jiang Ping'an whenever it's good for you?"

"Hee hee, Brother Sha and Brother Ping'an are both my elder brothers. Isn't it good that multiple brothers love me?" He Yushui said with a smile.

He Yuzhu said with an unhappy face, "It's fine if you have my brother, what kind of brother do you think Jiang Ping'an is?"

"Is there any girl's reserve?"

He Yushui rolled his eyes, and said angrily: "Silly brother, your ideological awareness is not good."

"Now is a new society that emphasizes the equality of men and women. It is only serious to completely abandon the dross of feudal thought."

The two siblings came to the table and sat down, He Yuzhu frowned and said:

"Didn't the co-author become mine in the end? Then don't eat this chicken, it's also dross."

"No, this is delicious, not dross!" He Yushui glared at him and said seriously.

As he said that, he took a bowl alone, unloaded two chicken legs and put them in the bowl, then put them aside.

He Yuzhu asked suspiciously: "What are you doing? Save it for dinner?"

"It's for Brother Pingan, I'll make some soup and bring it to him." He Yushui replied.

When He Yuzhu heard this, his heart became even more sour.

He waved his hand and said, "Farewell, he has dinner with the leader today, and the food is better than ours, so don't work in vain."

"Huh? He went out?" He Yushui froze, feeling a little sorry for the chicken.

He Yuzhu nodded and said, "Well, I went to the toilet first, and I happened to meet him going out, so I asked him, and then I realized that he went to eat with the leader."

He Yushui continued to make soup into the bowl, pursed his lips and said, "Then keep it for him too!"

"Should he come back at night? I'll take it when it's hot."

"He Shuiyu, don't bring something like this!" He Yuzhu felt unbalanced.

"You're turning your elbow out, can't you feel sorry for your brother?"

He Yushui grinned and broke off a chicken wing, put it in He Yuzhu's bowl opposite, and said with a smile, "This is for you."

"Just a chicken wing?" He Yuzhu was stunned for a moment and said blankly.

He Yushui rolled his eyes and said, "How old are you, and you still compete with others for food?"

"It's good to have a chicken wing! Do you want to fight me for another one?"

"It's really worth raising you, you have no conscience." He Yuzhu cursed, bowed his head and started eating.

...

on the road.

A green jeep was speeding forward, and the buildings on both sides of the street kept moving back.

Jiang Pingan sat in the passenger seat, turned his back, and chatted with Director Chen and Director Zhao who were sitting in the back row.

Director Zhao's name is Zhao Yuchu. He is a subordinate unit of the rolling mill and the director of the boutique rolling mill.

Zhao Yuchu is also an interesting person, knowledgeable, fond of collecting, but patriarchal in patriarchal style.

Now he has six children, but five are girls and only the fourth is a boy.

This made him brood, and even dreamed of wanting a few more sons.

He named the children in the order of "I don't feel dawn when I sleep in spring, I hear birds singing everywhere".

Adding a plain character in the middle is the full name.

For example, the eldest is called Zhao Suchun, the second is called Zhao Sumian, the third is called Zhao Subu...and so on.

Director Chen asked with a smile: "Old Zhao, the sixth child in your family is named Zhao Suchu, and now the seventh child is about to be born, what name should I choose?"

"Well, well, I definitely can't take any more characters." Zhao Yuchu shook his head slowly.

Jiang Pingan laughed and said, "There are two places, the second one can be homophonic!"

"Eh? Comrade Ping'an's suggestion is good, just take the homonym!" Zhao Yuchu's eyes lit up, he nodded and smiled.

After pondering for a while, he raised his head and asked, "What do you think of the character 'Chu' in 'clear and clear'?"

"It means, it can be understood as clear, tidy, lush and so on."

"It can also refer to gorgeous, delicate, vivid, clear, sharp, charming, dazzling..."

Director Chen clapped his hands and praised: "Okay, this word is fine, Lao Zhao, you are indeed a cultural person, and your brain is quick!"

"The word Zhao Chang mentioned can be used by both men and women, and kills two birds with one stone." Jiang Ping'an gave a thumbs up and smiled.

Zhao Yuchu waved his hand and said modestly, "Hehe, that's ridiculous."

"Thanks to Comrade Ping An for helping to open up my mind, otherwise I wouldn't have reacted so quickly."

Jiang Ping'an waved his hands again and again, and said, "I don't dare to take credit for this. It's fine if Zhao Factory doesn't blame me for talking too much."

"Hey, let's chat in private, not so particular." Zhao Yuchu waved his hand and smiled.

"Don't call me the factory manager anymore, if you think highly of me, just call me uncle!"

Jiang Ping'an was not polite, and quickly said, "Uncle Zhao!"

"To be honest, from the first time I met you, I felt extraordinarily kind and cordial."

"I wanted to call your uncle for a long time, but I was afraid of being presumptuous, and today I finally got my wish!"

Zhao Yuchu laughed out loud, and Director Chen next to him raised his hand and nodded at Jiang Ping'an, and said with a smile:

"This kid is the one who ignites sorghum stalks and climbs up along the stalks."

"Old Zhao, if you treat him a little better, he will pester you."

Zhao Yuchu smiled, disapprovingly said:

"A young man like Comrade Ping'an is willing to get close to me, I can't wait for it!"

"Besides, who doesn't know that he is one of the three elite generals under your old Chen?"

"In the past few years, the small cafeteria of the main factory has been able to successfully complete various reception tasks. Comrade Ping An has contributed a lot!"

"By the way, when my child is born next year, when I am in confinement, I need something to nourish my body."

"Old Chen, Comrade Ping An, I'm going to ask you to help me with this matter."

Director Chen pointed at Zhao Yuchu and scolded with a smile:

"Here you call us into the car today, just wait here!"

"That's right, I just have ulterior motives, so I'll ask you if you agree to help me!" Zhao Yuchu laughed.

Director Chen smiled, nodded and said:

"You have worked so hard, if we still don't agree, you won't let us go!"

As he spoke, he pointed to Jiang Ping'an and continued:

"At that time, Ping An will be responsible for this matter, and I promise not to disappoint you."

PS: Has anyone watched the TV series "Silly Spring"?