Siheyuan: The Era of Struggle

Chapter 301 Awkwardness

Although Zhang Min usually looks like she is out of touch with the world, when she talks about neighborhood gossip with He Yuanchao, there is a hint of eagerness in her eyes.

"I don't know much. I just happened to overhear a few times when I came into the hospital after get off work."

After saying this, Zhang Min seemed to feel that her voice was a little loud and might be overheard by the neighbors, so she moved closer to He Yuanchao and lowered her voice to continue:
"It seems that Li Xuewen's mother came to ask for money and food coupons this time. I don't know whether Zhao Wenhui agreed or not. When I came back, I heard her mother-in-law yelling and cursing.

He said that it was not easy for Li Xuewen's younger brother to take care of his parents and raise a large family in his hometown, and that Zhao Wenhui had given birth to two girls and was not destined to give birth to a son, so he asked Li Xuewen and his wife to save money and help his younger brother more, so that he could rely on his nephew to break pots and beat banners in the future..."

As Zhang Min told the story, He Yuanchao roughly guessed the whole story. It was nothing more than the usual favoritism between the eldest son and grandson and the old couple's lifeblood.

Li Xuewen is also an unlucky guy. Not only does he not have the title of eldest son or eldest grandson, but he also has to let his wife suffer the consequences.

Thinking of this, He Yuanchao couldn't help but feel some sympathy for Zhao Wenhui.

Women are very sensitive to the people they care about. Especially Zhang Min, who works in the public security agency. Although she has not been on the front line in recent years, she has learned a lot from what she has seen and heard.

After Zhang Min finished talking about Zhao Wenhui being scolded, she turned around and was about to ask He Yuanchao for his opinion, when she noticed the expression on her man's face changed.

Although she knew that there was nothing wrong between He Yuanchao and Zhao Wenhui, Zhang Min still felt inexplicably uncomfortable at this moment.

"Are you feeling distressed?"

"Why are you so sad?"

He Yuanchao, who was confused by his wife's words, responded with a chuckle, "Don't think too much. I feel bad for my own wife, so how can I feel bad for other people's wives?"

Zhang Min's face was tense, and she said noncommittally, "An older sister in my unit said that all men are the same, and there is no one who doesn't want to be Cao Cao."

What he said made sense, but at this moment, he had to refute whatever He Yuanchao said! If he didn't get over it, who knows what his wife would think!

"Is this what a professional police officer said? Are you still talking about evidence? How can you just casually label someone?

I think the older sister in your unit should stop reading history books and learn more about police professional knowledge, otherwise my good wife will be corrupted by her. "

As he spoke, He Yuanchao raised his hand and put it around Zhang Min's waist with a playful smile.

Zhang Min casually slapped the hand off her waist, blushed and glared at her man, saying, "Hurry up and eat well. If you don't eat, I'll take care of you."

Seeing this, He Yuanchao knew that his wife was still angry, so he had to stop angry temporarily and eat his meal quietly.

After dinner, Zhang Min still had no intention of paying attention to her man. She cleared the table, took the dishes and opened the door to go to the kitchen.

"Why would you ask about Li Xuewen's family affairs for no reason? Now you have done something wrong, but you have ended up in trouble."

Sitting at the dinner table, He Yuanchao smoked a cigarette, constantly complaining in his heart about his bad mouth.

After finishing a cigarette, He Yuanchao thought about going to the kitchen to coax his wife again. When he stood up and was about to walk to the door, Zhang Min opened the door and came in.

Seeing He Yuanchao was about to leave, Zhang Min's anger that had subsided in her heart suddenly bubbled up again.

"Why, you heard someone coming back and went to check on them."

In fact, Zhang Min also knew that she was being unreasonable.

But when she thought of her husband coming home from get off work and anxiously asking about Zhao Wenhui, she felt bad and couldn't be magnanimous.

As for what her mother Ma Xiufang said before the marriage that the couple should talk openly about anything they had going on and not get petty, Zhang Min had already forgotten about it.

Seeing Zhang Min arguing endlessly about some unfounded matter, He Yuanchao felt both angry and amused.

"Since the soft approach doesn't work, let's try something hard." With a plan in mind, He Yuanchao didn't waste any time. He bent down, supported Zhang Min's legs with one hand, and hugged her shoulders with the other hand. He picked up Zhang Min sideways and walked towards the inner room.

Zhang Min, who was startled, now reacted. Seeing her man getting closer and closer to the bed, she had no idea what his plan was.

Zhang Min struggled for a while, and seeing that her husband had no intention of letting go, she blushed and whispered, "It's only what time now, how can I go out if someone hears me! Put me down quickly."

He Yuanchao was ready to attack at this time, so he couldn't listen to anything. He put Zhang Min on the bed and pounced on her.

"I've been working all day. I smell... on my body. Let me... wash myself."

"I'll wash you after I've tidied you up."

……

Outside the window, the cold wind was howling and the snow was flying, but inside the house, the red waves were rolling and it was warm as spring.

……

The next morning, the snow stopped and the sky cleared up.

After having breakfast, He Yuanchao and Zhang Min tidied the house, locked the door, and pushed the cart out of the yard, chatting and laughing.

There was a lot of stickiness and no sign of any conflict.

When they reached the intersection of Zhangzizhong Road and Dongsi North Street, He Yuanchao stopped his bike, propped himself on one foot and said to Zhang Min:
"The snow on the road has melted like this. It will probably freeze over in the afternoon. Be careful when you go home from get off work."

"I see."

Zhang Min agreed and was about to ride away when she suddenly stopped and turned to He Yuanchao and said, "Yuanchao, I want to go back to my mom's house after get off work this afternoon."

"Are you going back to complain?"

Looking at her man who was not behaving properly, Zhang Min immediately thought of what happened last night, and her face instantly flushed.

"Virtue."

After giving He Yuanchao a fierce look, Zhang Min ignored him and turned around to ride his bike towards the police station.

"I can't cure you, you little bitch!"

He Yuanchao whispered something towards Zhang Min's back, then rode away on his bike feeling refreshed.

After arriving at the steel rolling mill, He Yuanchao locked his bicycle in the bicycle shed, then quickly walked into his office as the passionate revolutionary songs played on the factory radio.

The Security Section was upgraded to the Security Department, and a lot of miscellaneous matters such as personnel adjustments, equipment configuration, business training, etc. were waiting to be dealt with, so He Yuanchao had to cheer up and deal with them carefully.

"The personnel adjustment must be finalized at the meeting today. If we delay any further, not only will the cadres in the department be in a panic, but a lot of people in the factory will also be eyeing us covetously!"

He Yuanchao’s idea was simple and clear. Whoever controlled personnel matters would also control the Security Department.

He Yuanchao took out a notebook from his desk and placed it on the table. After thinking for a moment, he picked up the pen and began to write seriously on the paper.

He Yuanchao wrote and stopped until the paper was full and there was no more room for writing, then he put the pen on the table.

He picked up the notebook and read it carefully to confirm that there were no omissions. Just as He Yuanchao was about to tidy up his desk, there was a knock on the door.

(End of this chapter)