Chapter 3 The Wind Rises in the Siheyuan

Bai Zirui watched the rolling of his eyes, knowing that he must be wondering if there is any benefit in calculating.

"Third Master, thank you! I know how to get back to my home, so I won't bother you."

After Bai Zirui shook his head and rejected Yan Bugui, he walked past him and walked quickly towards the middle courtyard. Yan Bugui stood there thinking, "Whose child is this? It looks familiar. There are only nearly 20 families, why have I never seen them before?"

"Old Yan, what are you thinking about?"

The third mother on the side saw the third master standing there without saying a word, and asked curiously.

Yan Bugui came back to his senses and said to the third mother: "Old lady, does the young man who passed by just now look familiar? Do you know him?"

"Hmm! That young man looks familiar just now, I haven't seen him before! I don't know whose family it is?" The third mother thought carefully about Bai Zirui's handsome appearance, and shook her head.

Bai Zirui, who had already reached the middle courtyard of the courtyard, naturally didn't know how curious the third master and his wife were about his identity.

Bai Zirui already knew the location of the ancestral house through the memory of the original owner, so when he came to the middle courtyard of the courtyard, he saw his ancestral house at a glance. The main house was located in the middle of the courtyard, and it was the best location in the courtyard.

Gray bricks and green tiles, the three rooms are spacious, not luxurious, but full of ancient charm, which is very different from the mud and tile houses in the countryside. He thought in his heart that waiting for a room like this for decades would be a huge sum. , Why should the widow Qin's family occupy the house of my family for generations?

The first mother in the middle courtyard and several women in the courtyard were sitting in the courtyard doing handicrafts and gossiping about family affairs, while Jia Zhang Le was sitting at the door, holding a pair of shoe soles that could never be filled.

Jiazhang has the title of King of Beasts in Siheyuan. She spends money on eating, drinking, and living, and she keeps scolding mothers and fooling fools. After her son Jia Dongxu died, she was completely shameless. Holy Stick Terrier, the whole family turned into a white-eyed wolf Jiazhang contributed a lot.

In his previous life, Bai Zirui had not only read the original novels, but also read some novels by his colleagues in the courtyard house. As for Jia Zhang, he felt disgusted when he saw it. The three skills that this old godmother likes to use are: throwing and rolling, howling ghosts and howling wolves, Calling back the dead Lao Jia and his son Jia Dongxu.

When Bai Zirui walked into the middle courtyard, several people raised their heads and looked at him. Among them, the first mother and Mrs. Jia Zhang looked at his handsome face, and felt an indescribably familiar feeling, as if they had seen him before?I was amazed in my heart.

Under their puzzled eyes, Bai Zirui walked step by step to the door of his ancestral house. The door was not locked. He opened a door with a slight push, and was about to step into the house.

"Hey... hey... young man, who are you? Why haven't I seen you? How can you enter someone's house casually?"

The aunt was wondering to herself, Bai Zirui was both familiar and unfamiliar, where did he meet him?Seeing him push open the door of Shazhu's house, and was about to enter the house, he hurried over to stop a series of inquiries.

A few women in the courtyard who were gossiping with the aunt and the family hurriedly walked behind the aunt, Bai Zirui, who looked at her with unfriendly eyes, seemed to be in a bad mood.

Jia Zhang has been secretly observing Bai Zirui's every move from the corner of his eye. Seeing that there was a dispute here, he sneaked a few steps closer and listened for the movement.

Xu Damao, who just came back from a movie in the countryside, came back from the outside pushing his bicycle and talking and laughing with Qin Jingru. When he entered the middle courtyard, he was startled when he saw the posture of the first mother and several women.

Seeing Bai Zirui who was opposite them, he murmured to himself, why does this young man look so familiar, but he has never seen him in the courtyard before?Looking at this posture, the young man is not going to fight with the big mother and the others. Now that there is excitement, he and Qin Jingru stand by the side to see the good show.

Bai Zirui has a good impression of the eldest mother in front of him. She is one of the few good people in the courtyard. Because she suffered from gynecological diseases when she was young, she failed to give birth to a male and a half female for the elder Yi Zhonghai to carry on the family line, so she treats him old The family is very guilty.

The cheap father He Daqing and the deceased mother Bai Widow eloped away from the courtyard for love, leaving behind the helpless silly Zhu and the young He Yushui.

Seeing their hard life, the aunt took the responsibility of taking care of them, so that they could grow up safely in that turbulent age of lack of food and clothing.

Compared with Yi Zhonghai who took care of Shazhu with the purpose of letting Shazhu take care of him for his retirement, Yi Zhonghai took care of the two brothers and sisters wholeheartedly and without selfishness.

Seeing that Bai Zirui, a stranger who is both familiar and unfamiliar, wants to enter the house of his godson Shazhu, of course he must be stopped to prevent him from doing bad things.

Bai Zirui smiled gently and said to the aunt: "You are the aunt! My name is Bai Zirui, my father is He Daqing, and my mother is Bai Yanqiu. I took my mother's surname, and I often hear them talking about you and talking about you. He is a warm-hearted person, and seeing him now really deserves his reputation."

When the first mother heard Bai Zirui's self-introduction, she suddenly realized. She didn't expect that He Daqing and Widow Bai had a son. She pulled Bai Zirui to ask how they were doing, and asked if they were very affectionate.

The two gossiped for a while, and when they turned around romantically, several middle-aged women behind them said, "It's all gone...it's gone..., this is the son of Brother Daqing and Sister Yanqiu who have returned home."

Then he and those middle-aged women went back to the same place to do their own work. Bai Zirui went to his ancestral house, opened the door and walked in. Jia Zhang also went back to his house, picked up the The pair of insoles that could never be filled were put away, but he was still watching Bai Zirui furtively.

Hearing the commotion in the middle courtyard, the third master Yan Bugui and the third mother who came to watch the fun also knew Bai Zirui's identity, when Bai Zirui turned around and entered the room.

"The return of He Daqing and the white widow's son is no small matter, and now there is a good show to watch." Yan Bugui said mysteriously to the third mother, and pointed to Jia's house.

The third mother asked suspiciously: "What is the relationship between the youngest son of the He family and Qin Huairu's family?"

"It has a lot to do with it. It's not that the stick has jumped the queue and is looking for a job. Think about it, whose house does he live in?" Yan Bugui asked.

The third mother was stunned for a moment: "Isn't it the deaf old lady's house? The stick just moved there not long ago."

"What about Xiaodang and Huaihua?" Yan Bugui asked meaningfully.

The third mother immediately realized: "Since Yushui got married, Xiaodang and Huaihua have lived in Yushui's house. It's broken! The youngest son of the He family came back, maybe he wants to rob the house!"

"What's bad! This is their family's business. It's only natural for the youngest son of the He family to come back and ask for a house. What does it have to do with us? Just wait for the good show." Yan Bugui walked forward with his hands behind his back after speaking. Go to the front yard.

The third mother thought about it, and it seemed that this was the truth.No matter what the youngest son of the He family did, it didn't interfere with his family's affairs, so he quickly walked a few steps to catch up with Yan Bugui, and the old couple returned to the front yard to continue to take care of the flowers and plants of their own family.

"Da Mao! What's the matter with a young son suddenly appearing in this He family?" Qin Jingru asked.

Xu Damao smacked his lips, said with a strange expression and lowered his voice: "It's a long story, but to put it simply, Shazhu's father, He Daqing, rejuvenated after meeting the White Widow. , Carrying forward Wei Wu's legacy, for the sake of love, he did not hesitate to abandon Sha Zhu and He Yushui, and eloped to Baoding with the White Widow.

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