Siheyuan: Full of Love

Zhang Dazhuang carried You Fengxia to the backyard wall.

"Feng'er, hold me tight!"

You Fengxia hugged Zhang Dazhuang's neck tightly.

Zhang Dazhuang carried her on his back, with his arms around her legs and his palms supporting her hips.

He kicked the wall with his legs a few times and then jumped up.

Without waiting for You Fengxia to exclaim, he jumped out and carried You Fengxia directly to the outside of the courtyard.

"Wow! Da Zhuang, you are so awesome! You really are like a hero!" You Fengxia's face flushed with excitement.

But it can't be seen at night.

"Hey! It's just a small scene!" Zhang Dazhuang said with some pride.

"Da Zhuang, why don't we ride there by bike?" You Fengxia asked puzzledly.

“Riding a bike makes too much noise and is easy to be exposed, although it’s not a big deal if others find out.

But you have to be careful.”

You Fengxia nodded.

Zhang Dazhuang held the sack in one hand and supported You Fengxia from behind with the other.

Hurry up and travel quickly.

You Fengxia felt as if she had no weight as she lay on Zhang Dazhuang's back.

His steps were light.

This feeling is so good! You Fengxia thought to herself.

With her face masked, she wandered through the streets and alleys like a female knight.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Dazhuang stopped in front of a house, carrying her on his back.

You Fengxia also got off Zhang Dazhuang's back.

"Is this right here?"

Zhang Dazhuang took out the key and opened the door.

Two people walked in stealthily.

This scene reminded Zhang Dazhuang of a picture.

Female donor? Female donor?

I'm bringing you tea~~

Damn! That's getting off topic!

Zhang Dazhuang put the sack under the eaves.

He knocked gently on the doorpost three more times.

He whispered to You Fengxia, "Are we still going in?"

You Fengxia asked, "Do you come in every time you deliver something?"

Zhang Dazhuang said: "I only delivered something once, but the key is that at this time, they must have gone to bed!"

As he was speaking, a faint light appeared in the room.

"Is that Brother Zhang?" Zhou Yufang's voice came from inside the house.

Zhang Dazhuang responded softly: "It's me!"

"Did you bring your sister-in-law with you? Come in! I haven't rested yet!"

Zhang Dazhuang glanced at You Fengxia.

Two people walked in.

When he entered the house, Zhang Dazhuang didn't feel anything.

You Fengxia felt much warmer.

As soon as the two met, they looked at each other curiously.

You Fengxia felt that this person should be quite young and was pretty.

Gentle and pleasant.

Wearing a thick cotton coat and trousers.

The big eyes on her face are very charming and bright.

The rest is not as exaggerated as what is written in the book.

Zhou Yufang also looked at You Fengxia.

This girl is so beautiful!

She has a pretty face and a good figure.

Judging from the way they dress and their temperament, it seems that their family is quite extraordinary!

But this time, are you really following me to see me?

Ha, you’re not afraid that Zhang Dazhuang really has a mistress, are you?

Girls with these conditions all have a sense of crisis. It seems that Zhang Dazhuang is really outstanding?

"You must be my sister-in-law, right? Come and sit down! I'm so sorry to have to trouble you to come here so late at night!"

"Don't be surprised. I pestered Dazhuang to come here. I came here mainly out of curiosity to see you!" You Fengxia said with a smile.

"Curious?" Zhou Yufang was a little confused. What was she curious about?

You Fengxia looked at Zhang Dazhuang, "Dazhuang, please go out for a while. We need to talk alone."

Hmm? What's there to talk about on our first meeting?

But Zhang Dazhuang still went out.

. . .

Mr. Xu Sanye caught up again this time.

Or it's hidden not far from the house.

He had calculated the time and planned that Zhang Dazhuang would only deliver food to Zhou Yufang in these two days.

So he waited here until this time last night.

Zhang Dazhuang didn't come last night.

He really waited for me today.

However, when he saw that Zhang Dazhuang was carrying a woman on his back, Mr. Xu San knew there was no hope.

Why? He even carried his own wife with him, which shows that he has no such intention at all.

It seems that my idea of ​​determining what will happen after they get together has been shattered.

When Zhang Dazhuang and You Fengxia went in, Mr. Xu Sanye had already left.

I guess he won’t come again in the future.

Zhang Dazhuang waited outside for nearly an hour.

It must be him. If it were someone else, wouldn't he have frozen to death?

He didn't really listen carefully to what was said in it, he just knew that there was crying and laughing at the same time.

It is estimated that Zhou Yufang regarded You Fengxia as someone she could confide in.

For a little girl, it's good enough that she didn't lose her composure when faced with such a sudden change.

I must feel depressed.

Now that's good, it's good that You Fengxia can help and enlighten me.

Just when I was wondering what the two of them could talk about, You Fengxia came out.

And he came out with Zhou Yufang.

It's nice to see what these two people mean.

"Da Zhuang, let's go back!" You Fengxia said with a smile.

Zhang Dazhuang was stunned for a moment, then reacted, "Okay!"

Zhou Yufang didn't say anything, just waved at them and went back to the house.

After leaving the yard, Zhang Dazhuang locked the door.

He carried You Fengxia on his back and rushed back.

There was no conversation along the way until they returned to their own home in the courtyard, and Zhang Dazhuang breathed a sigh of relief.

For some reason, he was always afraid of being seen by others.

Maybe I'm just being too cautious, or maybe it's something else, but it's always better to be cautious!

After returning home, the two changed their clothes and Zhang Dazhuang hugged You Fengxia in the bed.

Curiously asked, "Feng'er, what did you two talk about that took so long!"

You Fengxia snorted proudly: "Humph! What do you care?"

Zhang Dazhuang tickled her, "I told you not to yell, I told you not to yell!"

"Ah! Da Zhuang! It's so itchy, stop! Haah~"

"That's just me. If it were someone else, they would have frozen to death long ago! You have no consideration for your man at all!"

You Fengxia quickly hugged his neck and said, "Okay, I know I was wrong!"

"Then tell me what you said?"

"No! I won't tell you!"

"Forget it, it seems like I like to hear it. Did we have a great time tonight?"

When You Fengxia is mentioned, he becomes excited.

"Da Zhuang, next time you deliver something, I must follow you. It's really fun.

I'll lie on your back, wearing a face scarf, like a wall-climbing heroine!"

Zhang Dazhuang said lovingly, "Okay, okay, if you want to go, just follow me. It won't be a problem if I carry you on my back anyway.

Now go to sleep. I will cook you some glutinous rice balls at noon and buy you some candied haws."

"Yeah!"

. . .

The next day, when Zhang Dazhuang got up to practice, You Fengxia was still sleeping soundly.

I was talking about cooking dumplings at noon!

Get up, wash and practice.

Zhang Dazhuang found that he had completely adapted to his current life.

Maybe it’s because they don’t have to worry about food and drink.

If you don't have to worry about food and drink, you will be able to adapt to any era.

You don't necessarily need a cell phone, entertainment programs or anything like that.

"Da Zhuang, I'm going to buy breakfast. Do you want me to bring you some?"

"Okay, but my wife hasn't gotten up yet, so I'll eat it myself if you buy it."

"Ha, these two are worthy of being sisters! Gezi too, hasn't gotten up yet." Xu Damao said with a smile.

"Brother Damao, my wife didn't get up because she and I had something to talk about last night and went to bed very late.

What happened to your wife?"

Xu Damao said: "I don't know, maybe she is not used to working, she has been feeling sleepy recently."

We didn’t sleep late last night, and he told me in the morning that he needed to sleep a little longer.”

"Oh! It's possible. OK, go buy yourself some food, and buy some for your wife.

I don’t need it, I’ll talk about it at noon.”

. . .