Siheyuan: Silly Zhu is not my father

Chapter 15
"Son, don't worry, the wooden bed can't be lost, I'll go ask the old lady."

Sweat broke out on Sha Zhu's forehead, he turned around and was about to look for Mrs. Jia Zhang in the yard.

"Wooden bed?"

Qin Huairu hid outside and thought about it, she walked in openly.

"Stupid, what's wrong?"

Silly Zhu wiped the sweat from his forehead, and quickly asked: "Huairu, didn't I move a wooden bed a few days ago, I obviously put it in this room, why did it disappear?"

"Oh, I asked Banggen and Xiaodang to carry the wooden bed to the uncle."

"what?"

"Why didn't you carry him?"

Sha Zhu was stunned, no one had ever told him about this.

When he moved the wooden bed here, he told the old lady thousands of times not to let anyone touch it, why didn't he tell him before moving it?
Qin Huairu looked disapproving, "Silly Zhu, isn't the bed just for sleeping, what else can I do if I move there?"

"But... But didn't I say, don't let others touch it." Silly Zhu was very tired.

"I'm not someone else."

Knowing the whereabouts of the wooden bed, He Xiao felt a little more at ease. Fortunately, he didn't lose it, otherwise he would regret it to death.

He didn't have time to listen to the chat between the two, so he pulled Shazhu and walked out.

"Son, don't worry, don't worry, the wooden bed is at the old man's place, I'm sure you'll be fine."

Hearing what he said, He Xiao was even more worried.

That's what Silly Zhu said last time, but he didn't know that the wooden bed was moved away, so how can He Xiao feel at ease?

"Come on, don't talk about it, and lead me there quickly. I can't rest assured if I don't see it with my own eyes."

The uncle's house is opposite to the courtyard. Sha Zhu led He Xiao, passed the breakfast people, opened the door and walked in.

"Hey? Zhuzi, what are you two doing?"

Seeing the two of them breaking into his room, the uncle didn't even care about eating, so he got up and walked over.

Behind, Qin Huairu quietly followed.

……

After entering the house, He Xiao saw his own wooden bed at a glance, and he was finally relieved.

Silly Zhu also breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat off his forehead, patted his son on the shoulder and said:

"Son, I'll just say it's okay. Don't worry, our yard is safe. There has never been any theft."

"Come on, who stole the chicken from Xu Damao's family and the wheel of the third master's car?"

He Xiao rolled his eyes, he was really annoyed by Shazhu's eyes open and talking nonsense.

It's not just nonsense that the courtyard is full of birds, so Sha Zhu thinks it's good here.

"what……"

Silly Zhu was stunned for a while, how did his son know what happened more than ten years ago?
The old man blushed, and he immediately retorted: "What, don't listen to your mother's nonsense, there is a misunderstanding here."

Silly Zhu felt that he was about to be wronged to death, the chicken was stolen by the stick, and he was the culprit.

He stole the third master's bicycle wheel... Ah bah, he took it, but it was because the third master was not honest, so he can't be blamed.

Hey, this happened more than ten years ago. If my son doesn't mention it, he will almost forget it.

"What you admit, is there any misunderstanding here?"

He Xiao twitched his lips, deliberately trying to offend Silly Zhu, who loves to take the blame so much, God knows how angry he was when he watched TV dramas in his previous life...

"I……"

Silly Zhu was in distress, and was about to continue to defend himself, when the uncle broke in from the outside.

"Zhuzi, what are you two doing in my house?"

"Grandpa, He Xiao and I came to look for the wooden bed. Hey, I thought it was lost, but I didn't expect it to be in your room."

He Xiao didn't care about the two of them, he stepped forward and circled around the wooden bed.

The wooden bed had obviously been wiped down, and there were mattresses, quilts, and pillows on it, so people were sent to sleep on it.

He doesn't even know how to complain...

Someone wants to use something that is rare for an old horse to sleep, and what's even more outrageous is that this person is not him.

What a mess!

Picking up the quilt on the bed, he glanced at the room and put the things on the chair behind the window.

Just as he was about to continue packing, he heard a scolding.

"Hey? Why are you moving the stick's bed? Put it down quickly."

The uncle didn't want to see He Xiao at first, and when he saw him making the bunk bed privately, he walked over and stopped him with his hand.

"A sticky bed?"

He Xiao laughed angrily, and threw the mattress in his hand to Yi Zhonghai.

Turning around and returning to the wooden bed, he inspected it carefully. If the wooden bed was slightly bumped, he would have to ask Bang Geng to pay for it.

"He Xiao, right? Who told you to climb into bed? Come down quickly!"

The old man had a dark face and was a little angry in his heart. In the courtyard, this was the first time anyone took his words as a deaf ear.

"Hey, grandpa, grandpa, stop shouting, this wooden bed is not a stick, He Xiao bought it with his own money."

Silly Zhu walked over quickly, took the mattress from the uncle's arms, and put it aside casually.

"what?"

The uncle was taken aback for a moment, he didn't know about this.

"Even if it's his bed, you can't lift up the quilt of the stick. But it's his brother. Isn't it just a bed? What's the matter if you let the stick fall asleep first? The stick even gave up the house. "

He Xiao frowned when he heard this. When he watched dramas in his previous life, he didn't think Yi Zhonghai was so annoying.

Looking back, he pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Who are you? Can you control my bed?"

"you……"

The uncle pointed at He Xiao and said with a livid face, "Who am I? I am the uncle in the courtyard!"

"never heard of that."

He Xiao shook his head, ignored Yi Zhonghai, and looked at Shazhu aside.

"Help me move the wooden bed back to my room. I still have things to do, but I don't have time to chat with people."

"Crap?"

The uncle was really pissed off by He Xiao. He was about to step forward, but was stopped by Sha Zhu.

"Master, Master, don't be angry."

"He Xiao, how do you talk to the uncle? Didn't I tell you that he is your Grandpa Yi."

"My surname is He, what does it have to do with someone surnamed Yi? There are no other surnames for seniority."

He Xiao's tone was indifferent, and he didn't look at the two of them when he spoke.

This Yi Zhonghai didn't treat him well, so he didn't need to lick his face and call someone a stranger grandpa, he wasn't that cheap.

"you……"

Seeing that He Xiao didn't eat his own set at all, the uncle immediately numb his claws.

Thinking of him, Yi Zhonghai, who had been a grandpa in the courtyard for decades, he never thought that he would have nothing to do with this brat now.

"Zhuzi, this is your son? Do you understand respecting the elders? That's how Lou Xiao'e educated him?" The old man turned his head to silly Zhu and complained.

"This is what I said, let me respect the old, so do you love the young? It's really inexplicable!"

Silly Zhu had a black line on his forehead, he really accepted his son's mouth, and he was not forgiving at all.

"Master, He Xiao is young, please ignore him."

Silly Zhu was also afraid of his son, he walked quickly to the side of the wooden bed, and then said: "Okay, don't talk about it, we two hurry up and move the bed back."

(End of this chapter)