Chapter 332 It's like a hypnotic (please subscribe, ask for a reward, please ask for a monthly pass)

"Is there such a thing?"

He Yuzhu laughed: "Could it be that Mrs. Sun Liu doesn't like you alone, but is still a caring aunt to others?"

"How is that possible?"

Ran Qiuye shook his head and denied: "Sun Liu's complexion changes many times a day. She looks the same to the leader and the same to the others. That is a snobbish eye; without anyone's help, I can be bullied to death by her."

"I guess, the woman who cried to her may have some connections and influence, otherwise, she would never have such a friendly attitude."

"That's not right. Since she persuaded that woman to suffer, that woman should not have much power." He Yuzhu analyzed, "There may be some other story in it."

"However, this has nothing to do with us."

Ran Qiuye's expression changed slightly, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Brother He, do you think it is possible that Mrs. Sun and Liu are harming people?"

"She wanted to harm me last time, and she wanted me to accompany her son, even in the form of not getting married."

"If you care, you should watch and listen more." He Yuzhu said, "But don't be so impulsive to make up your own mind, this Mrs. Sun Liu is not a good person; even a small person can bite someone by jumping up .”

"Anyway, I'll see you once in a day or two, and it won't be too late if you tell me what you've heard."

"Well, yes, Brother He."

After He Yuzhu finished speaking, seeing that the palms of the two were still intertwined, he suddenly smiled, grabbed Ran Qiuye's hand and raised it up.

"Autumn leaves."

Ran Qiuye was so ashamed that she missed her gaze and lowered her head slightly.

He Yuzhu kissed her lightly on the back of her hand: "My dear lady, your knight, come and visit me next time."

Ran Qiuye was stunned for a moment, then smiled softly, stood up, and held his hands in the air, as if holding the hem of a large dress made of whalebone.

Qiaoxiaoqianxi, eyebrows picturesque.

"Oh, may your virtue be abundant, my knight."

She spoke like this like a proud and reserved noble girl.

After finishing speaking, he handed the palm of his hand to He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu bowed, and after another hand kiss, the two of them coincided with each other, their steps staggered, as graceful as dance steps.

At this moment, Ran Qiuye could hardly contain the enthusiasm and fire in his heart.

This is his beloved, wishful man.

How many good men are there who can take care of her like this?How many people can talk about literature and poetry with her?And this kind of tacit jokes and styles of foreign medieval knights and ladies, who in the entire Forty-Nine City can cooperate so easily?

The more you know He Yuzhu, the more incredible it is.

What kind of profound knowledge, demeanor, and status does this man who lost the love of his parents and was once a chef have...

This is a treasure house, a fascinating treasure, waiting for Ran Qiuye to approach, explore, embrace and possess.

However, Ran Qiuye still had some worries.

For his parents, worldly concepts, and He Yuzhu's wife.

After a staggered dance step, He Yuzhu bowed with a smile and left Ran Qiuye's house.

Facing the closed door, Ran Qiuye stretched out his hand involuntarily.

If he doesn't go, if he can stay.

Always accompany yourself, so the greatest happiness in this life should lie here, right?

however……

Ran Qiuye sighed regretfully, walked slowly to the desk, and looked at the newly bought ink and pens on the desk—it turned out that not only was it smashed, but Ran Qiuye's father was forcibly filled with a bottle of ink by the study team.

Write a letter to your parents.

Ran Qiuye sucked up the ink with the pen and wrote down the smooth and beautiful handwriting.

"Dear mother, dear father..."

After writing a line, Ran Qiuye remembered another important matter, hurriedly put the letter aside, and wrote it again, adding a few learning slogans.

Only then was he relieved, and wrote again.

……

At the end of a day's work, He Yuzhu returned to the courtyard by car.

It was a coincidence today that the commuters of the courtyard were all at the entrance of the courtyard, and Banggen, Xiaodang, and Huaihua all greeted He Yuzhu: "Uncle He!"

Liu Guangfu also hurriedly greeted: "Brother Yuzhu."

After saying hello, he said to BangJiao again: "BangJiao."

Stick stems don't answer.

"I saved you ten yuan, and I'll give it to you after one hundred." Liu Guangfu said.

Because Liu Guangfu wanted to get rid of all the bad things in the past, he took the initiative to apologize to Bang Geng before, and the two and a half adults discussed and reached an agreement.

Liu Guangfu lived frugally and saved 100 yuan from his salary in one year; after giving 100 yuan to Banggen, he and Liu Guangfu have settled since then.

Bang Giao's eyes lit up immediately: "Have you got ten yuan? You can give me ten yuan first."

"If I want to give you ten yuan, I owe you 90 yuan." Liu Guangfu said, "You don't need money, so why are you so anxious for money?"

He Yuzhu stretched out his hand to hold Banggen's head: "Liu Guangfu is right, Banggen, you don't need money to eat, drink and go to school now. Da Ma and Uncle Yi will buy whatever you want for you, and there are enough clothes."

"What do you want the money for?"

Bang Gengxin was reluctant, but he knew who to rely on now, raised his head and forced a smile: "Uncle He, I'll listen to you."

He Yuzhu knew that this kid would definitely not be happy.

"Your money is indispensable, and your mother will keep it when the time comes."

Stick curled his lips: Who are you fooling, my mother went back to the countryside and remarried.

Yu Li rode a bicycle to the gate of the courtyard, and greeted them with a smile when she saw them. When the old Yan's family saw Yu Li, they turned their heads and went home—out of sight, they couldn't think about the matter between Yu Li and He Yuzhu anymore. The more I pondered, the more upset I became.

"Director He!"

Liu Haizhong greeted warmly: "Will you come to my house for dinner today?"

"No need, there is food at home, it must be ready." He Yuzhu said to Liu Haizhong.

Greeting politely, everyone returned to their homes one after another.

When Xu Damao arrived in the backyard, he shouted at the top of his voice, "Dahong, come out! See what I brought back!"

"I got wild duck eggs today!"

"Eat more, so that our Xu Jizong will be full!"

There is the kind of talkative woman who sticks out her head: "Hey! Da Mao, your family is living a good life!"

"Of course!"

Xu Damao called "Yang Dahong" to the room again, showing off his prestige as a man in charge: "Dahong, hurry up!"

"Didn't you hear me calling?"

Yang Dahong opened the door and leaned against the door frame: "I made your mother scream...it's like a hypnotic!"

"Push!"

The women and girls in the backyard who listened to the conversation were all happy, and some almost dropped the things in their hands on the ground.

Yang Dahong really has a way.

Xu Damao's mother was in the house, and she came up and said, "Your mother is an idiot", and scolded the bald donkey in front of the monk, that's all.

(End of this chapter)

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