Siheyuan: The eldest brother of the He family, abuses Shazhu at the beginning

"Zhu, Zhu, are you there?"

While running, Qin Huairu shouted towards the kitchen.

Liu Lan didn't expect Qin Huairu to play this trick. She didn't react for a moment, and when she came to her senses, it was too late.

Qin Huairu had already opened the door curtain, revealing He Yuzhu who was sitting in a chair drinking tea.

When He Yuzhu saw Qin Huairu, he was stunned and said impatiently:

"Qin Huairu, why are you always there? Aren't you annoying?"

This development was beyond He Yuzhu's expectations. He thought that Qin Huairu, who had been turned down, should have walked away tactfully.

I didn't expect Qin Huairu to be so shameless that she actually barged in and tore off the fig leaf between the two of them.

Hearing He Yuzhu's impatient voice, Qin Huairu didn't feel ashamed at all. Instead, she turned around with a smile, pretending to leave, and said:

"Okay, since you don't want to see me, then I can just leave. It's a pity that someone can't hear from Teacher Ran anymore."

"Wait." He Yuzhu couldn't sit still when he heard the three words "Teacher Ran".

He stood up, blocked Qin Huairu's way and stopped her from leaving, smiling apologetically:

"Sister Qin, look at you, why are you so angry? I was just joking with you."

As he spoke, He Yuzhu brought a chair from the side and asked Qin Huairu to sit down.

"Come on, Sister Qin, please sit down and have some tea."

Qin Huairu lazily sat on the chair that He Yuzhu brought for her. She drank a sip of the tea that He Yuzhu had prepared for her and said casually, "Well, my family still has not figured out the food problem for today. I wonder if any kindhearted person can help me."

Hearing this, He Yuzhu patted his chest and promised:

"No problem, leave it to me. I'll pack up the leftovers from our kitchen and get you a few big buns. What do you think?"

"Well, that's about right." Qin Huairu nodded with satisfaction.

Seeing that Qin Huairu was finally satisfied, He Yuzhu quickly said, "Well, Sister Qin, you are free now, so why don't you tell me what happened to Teacher Ran?"

Qin Huairu didn't keep the secret and said, "My Banggeng asked Teacher Ran today, and she said she didn't know who He Yuzhu was. In other words, you were deceived by the Third Uncle."

When He Yuzhu heard this, he was struck by lightning and stood there in a daze.

"You mean, Uncle Three is lying to me?"

"Yeah, did you just realize he was lying to you? I saw it a long time ago, from the way he was hesitating. Only you, Shazhu, couldn't see it."

After finishing speaking, Qin Huairu added: "Then Teacher Ran asked who my Banggeng He Yuzhu was and what he did?

After my friend said you are a cook, the following words are not suitable for you to hear. "

He Yuzhu was shocked by Qin Huairu's words and it took him a while to recover. He forced himself to suppress his inner anger and gave Qin Huairu an ugly smile.

"Sister Qin, thank you for telling me this. Otherwise, I would still be kept in the dark by that old man Yan Bugui. I will prepare food for you now to show my gratitude."

After saying that, he took out his lunch box, filled two lunch boxes with leftovers for Qin Huairu, and also packed ten steamed buns for her, and handed them all to Qin Huairu.

"Here, Sister Qin, this is a thank you gift for you. I still have work to do, so I won't keep you here. See you later."

Qin Huairu took the net bag from He Yuzhu's hand with surprise on her face, and then gave him some hypocritical advice.

"Zhu Zi, listen to my advice. No matter what, Yan Bugui is still the third uncle of our courtyard. It's better for you not to provoke him."

"Don't worry, I know what's going on. Sister Qin, you should go back first. Goodbye."

He Yuzhu watched Qin Huairu's back disappear from his sight. The forced smile on his face could no longer be maintained, revealing a face full of hostility.

"You are so good, Yan Bugui. You really think it's so easy to take advantage of me, He Yuzhu? Just wait, I will remember this."

.........

On the other side, Qin Huairu took the steamed buns and went home happily. When she got home and pushed the door open, she saw Jia Zhang mending her clothes that were torn by Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu put her bag on the table and kept taking out steamed buns from it.

Jia Zhang glanced at Qin Huairu secretly. Although she didn't say anything, Qin Huairu could still see what she meant from her eyes.

"What's the matter? You complain that the steamed buns are not clean again." Qin Huairu said to Jia Zhang in a bad mood.

Jia Zhang spread her hands and said innocently, "Don't accuse me, I didn't say anything."

"Just because I didn't say it doesn't mean I don't think so." Qin Huairu stuffed the bun back into her mouth.

"It seems that our family has eaten too much refined grains. I'd better steam some steamed buns tonight. It's a good change of taste."

Jia Zhang said nothing, but sighed deeply in her heart.

It seems that the wrong accusation I made against Qin Huairu a few days ago still left some resentment in her heart, otherwise she wouldn't explode like she does now.

Faced with this situation, Jia Zhang had no good solution and could only rely on the power of time to eliminate Qin Huairu's dissatisfaction.

.............

Dongzhimen.

The busy streets were crowded with people, and the lively scene was no less than that of the big cities in later times.

He Yuliang was also full of curiosity about this. Having been in this era for so long, He Yuliang had not yet carefully observed the unique features of this era.

The quaint shops, the bumpy roads, and everyone coming and going wearing the same gray cotton coat formed a gray ocean.

"I'm sorry, please let me go."

Just as He Yuliang was strolling on the street, a gentle voice sounded from behind him, making people feel like they were bathed in spring breeze.

After his body instinctively moved aside, a slender figure passed by He Yuliang.

The figure was tall but not thin. He was big where it should be big, and small where it should be small. It looked just right.

Her temperament is also different from that of ordinary people. She exudes the scholarly air that is rare among scholars of this era.

After seeing her pretty face, He Yuliang recognized her. This person was none other than Banggeng's homeroom teacher, Ran Qiuye, or Teacher Ran, whom Yan Bugui wanted to introduce to He Yuliang.

Looking at the figure pushing the bicycle with difficulty, He Yuliang couldn't help but scream.

"Excuse me, is this Teacher Ran?"

When Ran Qiuye heard someone calling her, she stopped walking forward and looked back in confusion.

This was the first time He Yuliang saw Ran Qiuye in real life. Her unmade-up face looked very delicate to the naked eye.

The white skin like that of a newborn baby made everyone who passed by take a second look.

If it were in the future, someone would probably have come to ask Ran Qiuye for his contact information.

"May I ask who is calling?"