Siheyuan: I am the neighbor of Silly Zhu

Chapter 165 Sorry, You Don’t Know Me Well

Chapter 165 Sorry, You Don’t Know Me Well

Thieves don't die!

Xu Dongqing naturally knew that the third master's family would not give up like this.This incident damaged his face, and even cost him some money.

It's a loss of money and embarrassment!
He could swallow such a bad breath, so he naturally had to find a chance to repay it.

It snowed heavily last night.

Wrapped in silver!

The ground is white, and in the quiet courtyard, I heard the figures of pots and pans again, and I got up early to shovel the snow and go to work.

Riding a bicycle in this weather is like an old birthday star hanging himself.

Xu Dongqing strolled out of the courtyard, Xu Dongqing took a look at Yan Pugui, and pushed the bicycle out of the alley. The third uncle was really afraid that others would not know that his family had 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 rolling mill.

Xu Dongqing saw the two sisters Yu Li from a distance, chatting and laughing, and seeing Xu Dongqing greet them warmly, as if they had completely forgotten the unhappiness at the beginning.

Just as if nothing had happened that night.

"Morning."

"kindness."

Yu Li was still the same, she blushed when she saw Xu Dongqing, and when she smiled sweetly, a pair of dimples appeared, just like a little lolita.

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

I only came here at noon, also to get my salary.

The canteen in the rolling mill.

Silly Zhu was still the same as usual, after enthusiastically serving Qin Huairu the food, he threw down the spoon and walked to the back of the cafeteria, looking for something in his murmur.

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

"Huairu, this is the old hen soup I made. Drink more to warm your body." Silly Zhu enthusiastically took out a jar, scooped up two spoonfuls of soup, rummaged around twice, and found a chicken The wings are placed in the jar.

People around sneered, and some spectators whistled.

"Silly Zhu, when will I be able to drink the chicken soup you made?" A square-shaped widow sat beside him, and the tonnage was a bit heavy.

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

If Shazhu hurts someone, he will come with his mouth.

Li Chunhua also felt bored, glared at Sha Zhu, sat on the seat next to him, chatted with other people, and cursed even more.

"I don't know the goods, a big yellow girl like me is not as good as a pretty widow, who is easygoing, a flower in a rolling mill, who doesn't know it is..."

"Correct."

The people around also echoed, and seeing Sha Zhu's infatuated appearance, they also began to feel sick for a while, not looking for a good-looking girl, but insisting on being a pet dog.

Still knelt down and hoped that the pretty widow would show mercy and come together.

The sound is getting worse and worse.

Qin Huairu's complexion changed, she glanced at Shazhu, and smiled sweetly: "Silly Zhu, thank you, Sister Qin doesn't need it."

Pushing the tea mug to Shazhu's hand, he took a sneaky look at Xu Dongqing who was eating, but he didn't respond, and felt a sense of loss in his heart.

There is also five points of helplessness.

This stupid post was intentional. If it was in a courtyard, maybe the old woman would still want to eat it, so she half-pushed and half-heartedly agreed.

But where is this.

Rolling mill canteen.

Isn't this giving her eye drops?
Let her see people in the future, before, for one bite to eat, maybe she didn't see the people around her, and if she could eat one more bite, it was one 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 little life is going well.

Isn't this making her unhappy?

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

Poor orphans and widows at home.

"Sister Qin, this is the leftover from the leader's meal last time. I specially reserved it for you. It can replenish your body. Don't be polite." Silly Zhu persuaded as always.

Qin Huairu's kindness is hard to get rid of, and he is afraid that if he keeps entangled in this moment, he will become the laughing stock of the rolling mill.

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

blinked.

Are the people around you watching?
Can we not go too far, the leader eats the leftovers, they also want to eat, now everyone is eating some simple food, there is no oil in the stomach.

Sha Zhu's sluggish mind suddenly lit up, he glanced around, and smiled embarrassingly.

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

Soup and water are gone.

They were all in the tea mug, and there was a chicken wing, which Li Chunhua could see clearly.

But in such a matter, they can't be the master, they can only sigh helplessly, besides shaking their heads, they don't dare to offend Shazhu.

I'm afraid that he will make a mess again, if he deliberately retaliates against them, if he can only eat half of other people's food for the same price, then the loss outweighs the gain.

"I am full."

Qin Huairu hurriedly ate all the food in the lunch box, and left the cafeteria as if fleeing from famine. She could no longer bear the way people around her pointed and pointed.

He even complained secretly in his heart: "Which muscle of this idiot is wrong, why can't he take the leftover chicken soup from the leader's food?"

Hey!
Liu Lan watched the pretty widow run away, and shook her head with a wry smile: "This idiot is also doing bad things with good intentions. With so many people, Qin Huairu is really shameless."

Yu Li also echoed by her side.

Follow the traditional pattern of love.

The love in the past was you and me, and you would blush even if you held hands.But now, the two of them are walking on the road openly, and they can even feed each other in the cafeteria.

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

Immoral!

Is there any tutoring? This is also the reason why the pretty widow left in a hurry. In private, they discussed with each other, and she can accept doing some excessive things.

But outside.

Sorry, you don't know me well!
Xu Dongqing's grasp of the pretty widow's mentality is not a one-sidedness like Sha Zhu's, she's right, she's so happy, she doesn't care about the eyes of the people around her at all.

But the pressure on others is too great.

If Qin Huairu dared to drink this sip of chicken soup, she would definitely be pointed out by the people around her. Did this pretty widow get together with Sha Zhu?
If not eat.

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

And he took the initiative to take out food stamps to treat the pretty widow to dinner.

There is no good word left or right
(End of this chapter)

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