Siheyuan: Starting from Saving Qin Huai Ru

Chapter 377

"Try it."

He Yuzhu said to Ran Qiuye.

To find out what happened, even if Ran Qiuye's parents were really dead, it should be clear and clear; a postmarked return receipt of a returned letter can only be said to be possible, not absolute.

After being encouraged by He Yuzhu, Ran Qiuye also cheered up a little, got up quickly, and took a pen to fill up the ink.

Sitting at the table, the palms trembled.

After a while, a piece of ink dripped from the pen, but Ran Qiuye didn't write a single word.

He Yuzhu stretched out his hand: "Tell me, I'll write it, if it's really not possible, I'll help you write it."

"For any child, asking about the life and death of their parents is a great torture."

Ran Qiuye shook his head slightly, and opened the letter paper.

"Let me write."

However, he lifted his hair again, and there was a soft light in his eyes.

"Brother He, help me..."

He Yuzhu looked at her in surprise, she was holding a pen in front of He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu stood behind her, with a faint fresh and pleasant breath, rushing towards her.

Palms, covering the slender palms, holding the pen together.

From the back to the front, He Yuzhu's warm breath sprayed on the side of Ran Qiuye's cheek.

Ran Qiuye turned around, and the tip of her nose and cheek touched each other.

She blushed and turned back: "Let's write a letter."

"Brother He, how do you write it?"

He Yuzhu led her hand, slowly writing and drawing on the letter paper.

After writing a short hundred-cross letter requesting local authorities to provide accurate information, He Yuzhu didn't let go of his hand.

Ran Qiuye was stiff all over, feeling the warm embrace of her body.

It was completely different from the previous situation where she didn't care about anything, Ran Qiuye now had good expectations for the future in her heart, and eager sweet feelings surrounded her.

He Yuzhu's hand grabbed her wrist and slowly moved upwards.

The two looked at each other, and Ran Qiuye's eyes turned away.

Then he felt light all over, and was picked up by He Yuzhu and held in his arms.

"Waiting for another letter?"

He Yuzhu asked softly.

Ran Qiuye felt a little disappointed for a moment.

Do you want to wait any longer?
When I came back to my senses, I was inexplicably shy.

I had already hoped in my heart that I could get closer to Big Brother He.

However, He Yuzhu had already let go of her.

"Let's wait for the letter again, it should be about a month, soon."

He Yuzhu said.

Ran Qiuye nodded complicatedly.

One month... this time is too long.

Whether it is confirming the news of the parents, or getting along with Brother He.

If, after waiting for a month, Brother He loses patience with himself, what should he do?

To put it bluntly, the work of the street office is nothing more than that; without Brother He's support, Ran Qiuye might not be able to stay in this street office for a few days at all.

She took the initiative to reach out her hand and held He Yuzhu's arm, while Ran Qiuye leaned against him and began to speak.

She never wants to lose the most important person, perhaps the last bright light in her life.

He Yuzhu stayed with Ran Qiuye for a while before returning to the courtyard.

Back in the courtyard, teasing the three children, He Yuzhu was talking to sisters Qin Jingru and Qin Huairu, and suddenly became distracted.

At Xu Damao's house in the backyard, apart from the incident between Xu Damao and Yang Dahong, the couple began to chat.

"Dahong, why haven't you moved yet?"

"It's only been two or three months since our son was born, and we haven't done too much. Should we be pregnant with a second child?"

Xu Damao said to Yang Dahong.

Yang Dahong didn't take it seriously: "How do I know this? It's just right if I wasn't pregnant! If I was pregnant, I wouldn't want it... Having a child from pregnancy to birth, I really suffer!"

"Whoever loves to have a baby will go, I won't have a baby anyway!"

Xu Damao looked anxiously: "We don't bring this, Dahong! What did you tell me to do? I didn't listen to you? You bring me this?"

"If you don't have a child, I'll be overwhelmed by a silly pillar for the rest of my life?"

"I can live and die of suffocation!"

"If you're going to die, die early..." Yang Dahong said, "If you don't die, hurry up and stand still, let's do it again tonight."

"Come on, Dahong, we have something to talk about. Today is definitely not enough. I played a movie all day, and I'm so tired." Xu Damao begged.

"Tired and uncomfortable? I just let you relax..."

"Nanima, who is it easy—Dahong, don't do anything yet—" Xu Damao quickly thought of other things in order to avoid the battle, "Dahong, did you say last time that you can find a few friends to clean up the silly pillars, is it true? ?”

Hearing what Xu Damao said, Yang Dahong immediately lost interest.

Looking back on the past, when Sister Hong wandered around the rivers and lakes and ate whatever she wanted, the life in this small courtyard was indeed a bit dull.

Xu Damao is alone, what's the point?

But, having said that, Xu Damao's family is very fond of Sister Hong, and there is also Xu Jizong, a little bastard, a bastard who has lost his father... Sister Hong will feel the same feeling in her heart when she sees this little bastard who is her own. Very comfortable and cozy.

"You really want to deal with silly Zhu?"

"How can this matter be faked? If I can knock him down from office, I can be so happy that I don't eat for three days!" Xu Damao said.

Yang Dahong also told the truth: "My friends, before they married you, they still kept in touch with each other often."

"Now, I heard from Liu Guangfu and Liu Guangtian that they were sent to reform through labor by the police comrades."

"It's a new quarrel, I have to go out and feel the way to see if there are any fish that slipped through the net before."

After Xu Damao heard this, he became worried instead: "Can you do this? Besides, we have a family and a family, so don't get too close with these people, right?"

"It's not that you want me to find a way?" Yang Dahong said dissatisfied.

"Then this method won't work. You are my son's mother, how can you go out and mess around? It's better to give me a second child at home with peace of mind."

Xu Damao said.

But Yang Dahong was hooked: "Don't talk about it, I'll just go and have a look, I probably don't know anything."

"If I can't find friends, don't forget that there are still people in my family, my father and my two brothers..."

Xu Damao nodded: "That's okay."

The words of Xu Damao and his wife made He Yuzhu frown slightly.

Then he stretched his brows again—this kind of small calculation, the security department of the rolling mill can take care of it.

There is no need for the current self to feel like an enemy.

They are not qualified enough.

Early the next morning, Yang Dahong excitedly took some change for the bus ride and went out.

He Yuzhu knew this matter well, and was waiting for the discussion at Xu Damao's family today, and he would naturally clean them up when the time came.

At eleven o'clock at work, the office phone rang.

"Director He, someone is looking for you at the gate of the factory."

(End of this chapter)