Life in siheyuan era

The First Auntie was concerned about Zhou Zhiyuan. Seeing him return with a basin of vegetables, she hurried out of her house, saying with concern, "Let me help you wash them."

The sauerkraut needed to be washed several times to remove some of the sour taste. The First Auntie, unaware that Zhou Zhiyuan's right hand had recovered, helped him wash the sauerkraut. Together, they entered the Zhou family's kitchen, where she taught him how to make mixed flour buns.

After a flurry of activity, the mixed flour buns were steaming in the aluminum pot, and the sauerkraut was simmering in the iron pot. The First Auntie chuckled and left the Zhou family's kitchen to go home and cook her own meal.

Zhou Zhiyuan squatted in front of the stove, adding two more pieces of firewood. He heard a soft knock on the door and called out, "Is that Xiaodang? Come in."

As he spoke, the door was gently pushed open. Zhou Zhiyuan turned to look at the timid little face and smiled, "Come in quickly, you're letting all the cold air in."

Hearing his invitation, Xiaodang took two quick steps into the room, then turned and gently closed the door. She stood beside Zhou Zhiyuan, her big eyes filled with a pitiful expression.

Seeing that look, Zhou Zhiyuan sighed softly and asked gently, "Have you come to plead for your brother?"

Hearing his question, Xiaodang quickly replied, "It was Foolish Uncle who told my brother to take it. My brother didn't steal it."

Xiaodang was only five years old, but she spoke clearly, expressing her meaning clearly. Her big eyes shone with hope, as she wanted to explain and make Zhou Zhiyuan understand Bang梗's behavior.

Seeing her expression, Zhou Zhiyuan smiled faintly, reached out his right thumb to pick up a small stool, handed it to Xiaodang, then picked up another small stool and sat down opposite her, saying softly, "Continue speaking."

Xiaodang sat properly on the small stool, but didn't know what else to say. She had only thought of that one sentence.

Seeing that she was no longer speaking, Zhou Zhiyuan said gently, "Xiaodang, do you know why Second Uncle Zhou gave you cookies?"

Xiaodang shook her head, she didn't know.

So Zhou Zhiyuan told her a story, "When Second Uncle Zhou was a soldier on the plateau, there was a small village near the army's station. There was a little girl in the village, as skinny as you."

"My comrades and I all liked her very much. We would find opportunities to give her some tasty treats."

Xiaodang listened to his story, staring blankly at his long eyes, not knowing that the emotion revealed in those eyes was called affection, only feeling very warm in her heart when she looked at those eyes.

At this time, she was sitting by the stove, the burning flames made her feel warm, and looking at those affectionate eyes, her heart was also warm.

After Zhou Zhiyuan finished the story, he asked gently, "What inspiration does this story give you?"

Xiaodang shook her head blankly, she didn't know.

Seeing her shake her head, Zhou Zhiyuan smiled dumbly. It was difficult to ask a five-year-old girl to explain the meaning of the story.

So he explained to her, "The little girl was skinny, and my comrades and I initially pitied her, giving her some tasty treats, without thinking of asking her to repay us."

"But the little girl was very sensible, and although she was small and weak and couldn't do much, braiding a straw hat or giving a small flower was her way of showing her heart. We went from pitying her to liking her, and treated her like our own little sister."

After saying this, Zhou Zhiyuan looked into Xiaodang's eyes and asked softly, "What do you think of your Foolish Uncle?"

Xiaodang replied immediately, "Foolish Uncle is a good person."

Zhou Zhiyuan asked again, "Did your mother tell your brother to take Foolish Uncle's things?"

Xiaodang replied readily, "My mother didn't allow it, but my grandma said it didn't matter. My mother often helps Foolish Uncle clean his house and wash his clothes, and it was Foolish Uncle who told my brother to take things."

Hearing this news, a smile appeared on Zhou Zhiyuan's face, and he asked softly, "Your mother often helps your Foolish Uncle clean his house and wash his clothes?"

He wanted to verify it, but Xiaodang shook her head and replied, "My mother has only been washing clothes for Uncle Zhou and you recently, and she doesn't help Foolish Uncle clean his house anymore."

This news from Xiaodang made Zhou Zhiyuan reach out and touch his forehead. Qin Huairu was truly scheming, and she was distancing herself from Silly Zhu for fear of being caught by him.

He couldn't get anything out of Xiaodang's mouth, so he immediately continued the previous story and said softly, "You are very much like that little girl. When Second Uncle Zhou sees you, he is reminded of that little girl."

Xiaodang reacted at this time, hesitated for a moment, and said weakly, "But I can't braid straw hats, and there are no small flowers around here."

Zhou Zhiyuan smiled and said, "You don't need to braid straw hats for Second Uncle Zhou, and you don't need to pick small flowers, as long as you are sensible, Second Uncle Zhou will like you just the same."

Hearing him say sensible, a light of hope appeared in Xiaodang's eyes, and she asked quickly, "What does it mean to be sensible?"

Zhou Zhiyuan still smiled and said, "You are still young, just be obedient and polite."

He spoke relatively generally, but Xiaodang thought about it seriously and asked doubtfully, "Grandma told my brother to take Foolish Uncle's things, but you don't like it, who should I listen to?"

"Heh..." Zhou Zhiyuan chuckled and replied, "This is a multiple-choice question, the choice is up to you."

He had no obligation to educate Xiaodang, so he only pointed it out and let Xiaodang think about this question so she wouldn't think about other things.

At this time, he felt that he was quite despicable, actually using tricks on a five-year-old girl, and sighed softly as he looked at the small figure.

Xiaodang skipped away. She had explained to Second Uncle Zhou on behalf of her brother, and Second Uncle Zhou would no longer be cold to her brother. Those eyes were really scary.

Zhou Zhiyuan was still sitting by the stove, carefully thinking about the information Xiaodang had provided him. This information gave him a bad feeling. Qin Huairu didn't clean Silly Zhu's room or wash his clothes, and didn't allow Bang梗 to take Silly Zhu's things, which was a determined attitude.

And Silly Zhu had also shifted his target. The matter of entrusting the Second Master to introduce him to Teacher Ran Qiuyue was widely spread in the courtyard, and even Xiaodang knew about it and told him about it.

The matter was a bit strange. Silly Zhu didn't know when he had met that Teacher Ran Qiuyue, and he had fallen in love at first sight. Knowing that Ran Qiuyue and the Second Master were teachers at the same school, he sent gifts to the Second Master and asked him to be the matchmaker.

But the Second Master accepted the gifts but didn't reply for a long time. The anxious Silly Zhu went directly to the school to find Ran Qiuyue, only to find out that the Second Master hadn't mentioned this matter to Ran Qiuyue at all.

So Silly Zhu retaliated against the Second Master by stealing the front wheel of his bicycle and selling it to a bicycle shop, but it was bought by Ran Qiuyue. The Second Master discovered it and traced it all the way back to Silly Zhu.

Fortunately, the First Master came forward to mediate, and the matter was not reported to the police station. Silly Zhu also took out five yuan to compensate the Second Master, but it revealed the scandal of the Second Master accepting gifts but not doing anything.

The two things together became the talk of the families in the courtyard. Jia Zhangshi didn't say less about this matter. After talking about the Second Master, she talked about Silly Zhu. Xiaodang was familiar with it, but couldn't explain it in detail. Her narration was incoherent, and Zhou Zhiyuan needed to analyze it to understand it.

After Xiaodang left, Zhou Zhiyuan combined the plot and carefully analyzed it, and felt that Silly Zhu was extremely unfaithful in his feelings, as long as it was a beautiful woman.

After drawing this conclusion and analyzing it carefully, he found that it was not that simple.

Qin Jingru was quite beautiful and young. When the two of them failed to meet, Silly Zhu, according to his suggestion, immediately prepared gifts to find Qin Jingru. With Silly Zhu's material conditions, the two were not impossible.

But Silly Zhu didn't do this, which shows that Qin Jingru was not his only choice. He valued that Teacher Ran Qiuyue more.

From this point of view, Silly Zhu not only valued appearance, but also valued culture.

This conclusion can be seen from his attitude towards Haitang. In the plot, he was still very active towards Haitang.

Silly Zhu was very active towards Ran Qiuyue, and also very active towards Haitang, but not very active towards Qin Jingru, and it was just an opportunity with Lou Xiaoe.

After understanding this, he had to consider the possibility of Qin Huairu and Silly Zhu.

Silly Zhu should like Qin Huairu because of Qin Huairu's intelligence and ability, but his personal conditions made him hesitate, and he still couldn't compare with Zhou Zhinning.

But Qin Huairu didn't like Silly Zhu. To her, Silly Zhu was just a man who could help her solve difficulties. Without the burden of personal conditions, she wouldn't have taken a liking to Silly Zhu.

Silly Zhu understood this, so he wouldn't take the initiative to pursue Qin Huairu.

After understanding these details, a wry smile appeared on Zhou Zhiyuan's face. The strategy of besieging Wei to rescue Zhao was useless on Silly Zhu.

And the only way was to strike at the root of the problem. Thinking of this plan, Zhou Zhiyuan actually thought of Liu Junling.

He had a good impression of Liu Junling and couldn't help but have an idea, "Let Lanyin help introduce Liu Junling to my brother."

He had to seize the time to carry out this matter. He didn't know when he would go on a mission. Once he got busy, he didn't know when he would have time.