Hello, I'm He Yuzhu

Chapter 19 You look so good when you smile!
"Zhuzi, why did you come back!"

Seeing He Yuzhu, the third master hastily pulled him back, "Teacher Ran will be here in a while, you should go back and change your clothes quickly, and get ready!"

"Come on, third master, I'll go into the house and change my clothes right now!"

Entering the room, turning his head and entering the space, he picked out a white shirt, a sweetheart-neck sweater, a gray woolen coat, and a pair of casual trousers in the clothing area. He took out his leather shoes again and wiped them. They were shiny. When he went out with Qin Jingru before, he wore leather shoes once, and when he came back, he put them in the cabinet to eat ashes.

With this outfit, He Yuzhu found that he was not so ugly anymore.

Sure enough, people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles, and this level will be different immediately.

On the table were peanuts, melon seeds, white rabbit toffee, and two apples. After thinking about it, I boiled a pot of hot water and took out tea leaves for preparation.

Thinking that Ran Qiuye was a young girl, he took out a few foreign language publications and placed them in a conspicuous position on the desk along with the four great classics, so that people could see them at a glance.

Make full preparations and wait for Ran Qiuye to arrive at your door.

At Ru's house in Qinhuai, Mrs. Jia Zhang was eating steamed buns, and said unforgivingly: "Don't be wronged, just ask!"

Qin Huairu explained: "It's really not what you think, this steamed bun is a kind worker, seeing our family's life is difficult, please help our family!"

Jia Zhang stared at Qin Huairu suspiciously: "I believe one and a half, five big white steamed buns."

Qin Huairu listened to the cold words, felt bitter in his heart, his eyes were sore, and tears mixed with corn bread into his mouth, explained: "Anyway, I didn't do anything wrong."

Jiazhang lowered his head and took a sip of stick noodle porridge, unwilling to let go: "You know in your heart whether you have done something wrong, anyway, this steamed bun is not good."

The whole family of the Jia family ate steamed buns, only Qin Huairu ate steamed buns. Even so, the old hag of the Jia Zhang family was always picking and choosing, making troubles. Qin Huairu couldn't help it for a while, put down the bowl and chopsticks and ran out .

He Yuzhu, standing in front of the window, saw Qin Huairu standing in front of the rabbit's nest crying, breaking vegetable leaves to feed the rabbit, and knew that Qin Huairu cheated Xu Damao's five steamed buns, and Jia Zhang was suspicious after all.

At this critical moment, He Yuzhu didn't have a flood of sympathy, because when Qin Huairu cheated on Xu Damao's steamed buns, he was destined to arouse Jia Zhang's suspicion and be ridiculed by Jia Zhang.

Waiting quietly, Ran Qiuye finally appeared. She pushed her bicycle into the middle school. First, she went to Qin Huairu's home to collect tuition fees. Life is ahead of schedule.

Thinking of Ran Qiuye's tuition fee, he began to think again, does Jia Zhang really love this grandson, Bang Geng?Obviously, Qin Huairu gave her three yuan a month, and she saved a lot of money from her own house. Why was she unable to eat at home, and couldn't pay the school fees?

When Qin Huairu came to He's house, seeing He Yuzhu in a different outfit, a gleam of light flashed in her eyes, and she stared at the man in front of her, who had changed at some point in time.

However, she soon recovered her clarity, and if he changed again, no matter how well he dressed, how handsome, and how bold he acted, he would still be a fool.

Qin Huairu interrupted his meditation.

"Silly Zhu, Mr. BangGou is here to collect the tuition!"

"how much is it?"

Qin Huairu forced a smile: "Two yuan and five!"

"Let's go, I'll go with you to pay the tuition for Sticky!"

Although He Yuzhu paid the tuition for the stick, he wanted to establish a good image in front of Ran Qiuye as a caring neighbor.

Spending two yuan and five can win the attention and favor of the beauties, and this deal is profitable no matter what.

When the two came to Jia's house, He Yuzhu saw Ran Qiuye. The handsome Ran Qiuye had two ponytails and a red scarf around her. His face was a little cold, and he exuded the light of an intellectual woman.

He Yuzhu took the initiative to speak: "Hello, Teacher Ran, I am He Yuzhu!"

Ran Qiuye stared at the well-dressed and well-dressed man in front of him, and was taken aback. The thinker, He Yuzhu, was a familiar name.

He Yuzhu smiled indifferently: "It's the third master of our school, the teacher Yan Shuzhai of your school, who mentioned to you."

Ran Qiuye was a little surprised, with an incredulous expression on his face: "You are the He Yuzhu that Teacher Yan said? The chef at the rolling mill?"

When Yan Bugui introduced He Yuzhu as a cook to herself, Ran Qiuye made up a picture in her brain, a fat head with big ears, a shiny face, and an image full of oily smoke. She was born in a scholarly family and she resisted it in her heart. Their occupations are very different, without a common language, it is not a good match!
To put it bluntly, I didn't think highly of the cook, and declined the kindness of the third master, but couldn't stand the soft words of the third master, so I agreed to meet him during the home visit.

"Yes, it's me!"

He Yuzhu stretched out his right hand: "Let's get to know each other again, He Yuzhu."

Ran Qiuye stretched out her slender and tender hands like onion roots: "Hello, Ran Qiuye."

He Yuzhu took out his wallet, took out two yuan and fifty cents from it, and handed it to Ran Qiuye: "Teacher Ran is here to collect tuition fees. The life of Banggen's family is very difficult. I, a neighbor, paid the tuition fees for him, and I have the right to pay it for him." It is to support Teacher Ran in your work."

Ran Qiuye took the money with admiration in his eyes: "Comrade He Yuzhu, you are really warm-hearted, here is the receipt, please take it."

"Sister Qin, you can keep the receipt, I don't want it."

After He Yuzhu handed the receipt to Qin Huairu, he said, "If Teacher Ran is fine, come and have a meeting with me and drink some tea. When I know that you are coming, I will boil all the hot water in advance."

Before he came, he suddenly thought of preparing the tea tray, picking up girls, beautifying himself and leaving a good impression on others. The first impression is very important, whether it is his dress, books, or the Kung Fu tea he prepared. Prepared to increase impression points.

"I'm so sorry, I have to trouble you!"

When He Yuzhu heard it, Ran Qiuye didn't explicitly refuse, so he agreed.

"No trouble, no trouble at all, my house lives opposite, Teacher Ran, let's go!"

He Yuzhu led the way, Qin Huairu watched behind him with a sour heart, this man was too careless, not only had sex with his cousin, but also took the initiative to provoke himself. Hook up other women.

Although she was very angry, she was helpless, she had no qualifications and no right to stop him.

He Yuzhu lifted the cotton curtain for Teacher Ran very gentlemanly, entered the room, pulled out the chair again, and invited Teacher Ran to sit down.

"Teacher Ran, eat some snacks, fruit, and I'll get some tea. I wonder if you like black tea or green tea?"

He Yuzhu didn't make his own claim, he asked aloud, it seemed that besides being a gentleman, he also respected women, because he knew that Ran Qiuye's parents were returned overseas Chinese, and Ran Qiuye must have been influenced by foreign culture since he was a child.

"It's all right, I didn't expect you to like to drink Kung Fu tea!"

Ran Qiuye became more and more curious about the man in front of him. Looking around, there was no magnificent decoration, no expensive furniture, and it could even be said to be a bit simple, but there were foreign language publications on the desk, as well as the four famous books, and the Kung Fu tea in front of him. , everything looks out of place with this room.

"I never leave my hand with tea every day. Even when I am at work, I will make a cup of tea. Tea has become an indispensable part of my life!"

He Yuzhu took out a can of tea: "Then drink black tea, black tea nourishes the stomach!"

Then, ironing the cup, washing the tea, and brewing the tea, all the procedures were carried out in an orderly manner.

He Yuzhu stretched out his right hand and asked for tea: "Try it!"

Ran Qiuye parted her vermilion lips slightly, and drank a cup of tea in three sips.

"It seems that Teacher Ran is also well versed in the way of tea, one sip to test the tea temperature, two sips to smell the tea fragrance, and three sips to slowly sip!"

After saying that, He Yuzhu picked up the tea bowl and drank it in three sips, with a leisurely tone: "One cup is divided into three sips, which implies one bitterness, two sweetness, and three aftertaste!"

"It's my honor to drink tea with Mr. Ran, I have found someone with the same path."

Ran Qiuye was a little embarrassed: "I don't know much, but my father likes to drink tea, and every time he drinks tea, he just imitates his habit."

He Yuzhu nodded and praised: "Your father must also be a person who likes tea and understands the true meaning of life from tasting tea."

Ran Qiuye was a little curious, and asked, "Oh, why do you say that?"

He Yuzhu recalled what Lao Cao, the watchman of the unit, told him before crossing, and said slowly: "I think that tasting a pot of good tea is like tasting life. There is fragrance in bitterness, sweetness in fragrance, tea It is bitter at the beginning of the mouth, and after the bitterness is gone, it is sweet."

There was already a gleam of appreciation in Ran Qiuye's eyes, and even a trace of admiration. Looking at He Yuzhu with a calm expression, she suddenly felt that he was like a wise man, and she agreed: "What you just said, my father also agrees. I said."

The purpose of He Yuzhu's drinking Kung Fu tea is to enhance his image, but he didn't expect to pretend to be a B invisibly.

Poured a second cup of tea for Ran Qiuye and said, "Try it again, this time my method of making tea is different!"

After Ran Qiuye finished drinking, she said, "It tastes much lighter than the first cup before, but the aftertaste has taken longer!"

"Great!"

He Yuzhu gave a thumbs up.

"Life is originally a glass of water, whether poor or rich, powerful or humble, it is just the seasoning that people add to life according to their own mentality and ability."

"It's like, some people like to have fun while drinking coffee! Some people like to make life into tea and savor the sweetness in it."

Hearing this, Ran Qiuye asked, "Then, what kind of person are you?"

He Yuzhu thought for a while, pretended to be serious, and said: "I am a noble person, a pure person, a moral person, a person who is free from vulgar interests, and a person who is beneficial to the people."

"Pfft!"

Ran Qiuye was amused by his serious look.

"You look beautiful when you smile. You should smile more in the future. Since I saw you today, this is the first time you have smiled!"

Seeing Ran Qiuye was a little embarrassed, "Okay, I'm not kidding anymore, I'm actually a layman, a layman who eats whole grains."

The conversation between the two turned from Kung Fu tea to Chinese history, which was even more troublesome for him. He had read dozens of novels on historical themes at least, and he was rich enough to deal with Ran Qiuye, which made Ran Qiuye surprised again by his knowledge reserve.

The more the two chatted, the more speculative they became. They talked about everything they thought of, including human geography, and even talked about Soviet novels. He honestly said that he had never read Soviet novels, but he could sing Soviet songs. Pick one up, a girl from the Russian Academy, who went to learn it on purpose, but he didn't make a fool of himself, but agreed to sing it to her next time we meet.

In the end, it was too late, and Ran Qiuye proposed to leave. He hastily used a pen and paper, and shamelessly copied a lyrics to Ran Qiuye.

I want to go to distant mountains and rivers, I want to go to the beach to watch seagulls, no matter how much wind and rain there is, you are enough!
I like to look at the corners of your mouth, like to look at the tip of your eyebrows, white clouds hanging in the blue sky, like your smile!
You look so pretty when you smile, like a spring flower, blowing away all the troubles and sorrows!

You look so beautiful when you smile, like the sunshine in summer, all the time in the whole world, as beautiful as a picture scroll!

"For you, the name of this poem is, you look so pretty when you smile..."

(End of this chapter)