Life in siheyuan era

Zhou Zhiyuan didn't care about Hu Biao, but he wanted to take some time to see him and get to know his uncle. It was impolite to be targeted by someone's uncle.

But he didn't want to see Xu Lao Er and his brother, unless they had some expert uncle who was targeting him.

But Han Xue wanted to see them, and unfortunately, he was under Han Xue's command.

Thinking of commanding him, he had an idea. He quickly took two steps to catch up with Han Xue and said solemnly, "Section Chief Han, I have a profound understanding."

These words successfully gained Han Xue's attention. Seeing her and Wan Chunfang turn to look at him, Zhou Zhiyuan continued, "The four of us are an elite fighting team."

These words were approved by Han Xue, and Wan Chunfang also agreed. Wang Dagang, who came up, also agreed. They stood still, waiting for Zhou Zhiyuan's follow-up.

Zhou Zhiyuan could now start discussing tactics. "A fighting team should have a clear division of labor. In my heart, Section Chief Han is the commander, and Sister Wan and Brother Wang are the backbone."

These words sounded good. Wan Chunfang nodded slightly, and Wang Dagang also nodded slightly, but Han Xue didn't nod. She just looked at him quietly.

Han Xue was vigilant. The guy in front of her was quite cunning. He could say, "What you think is what you think." Speaking solemnly at this time must have a purpose.

Zhou Zhiyuan had assigned roles to everyone. The next step was himself.

Han Xue thought so, and sure enough, she heard this sentence, "I am a recruit, an elementary school student in the Urban Management Section..."

He was too modest, which immediately aroused Han Xue's high alert, while Wan Chunfang and Wang Dagang were nodding. Zhou Zhiyuan's modesty was an affirmation of the two of them.

Zhou Zhiyuan continued, "I am not proficient in the business, but I have one advantage. I used to be a reconnaissance soldier in the army. I will first go to Xu Lao Er's house for reconnaissance, grasp their terrain, number of people, firepower, and morale, and other series of data, and report back to Section Chief Han, so that Sister Wan and Brother Wang can make a prediction and then make a combat deployment."

Zhou Zhiyuan brought out the army's style, but Han Xue knew what he wanted to do. Yesterday, Wan Chunfang had said that Hu Biao might go to the Xu Lao Er brothers to retaliate against Zhou Zhiyuan. His attitude at this time made Han Xue suspect, "Are the Xu Lao Er brothers also sick?"

Then she turned to look at Wan Chunfang and Wang Dagang, and seeing the smiles on their faces, as if they also thought of this, she turned her face and said in a deep voice, "Comrade Zhou Zhiyuan, please go and reconnoiter."

"Yes, Comrade Commander." Zhou Zhiyuan replied forcefully, and also gave a military salute. Seeing Han Xue solemnly return the salute to him, he turned and strode forward.

After walking fifty meters, he found that the three of them were following behind, so he turned around and waited for them to come over, and said solemnly, "I'll go to scout, you wait for my reconnaissance report here."

Han Xue replied in a deep voice, "We'll wait nearby."

Wan Chunfang smiled and said, "Do you know where Bitter Gourd Alley is?"

Wang Dagang immediately said, "I'll lead the way."

At this time, he had to consider the next plan. Diversion should be very good. Thinking of this, he quickly glanced around and found that the courtyard house in front was suspicious and might be hiding an illegal building.

Just as he was about to implement this plan, he saw a young man coming towards him.

He had an impression of this young man. Last night, he had reasoned with him, "That's not how it's done... We run for our lives... You can't chase desperately... Is it necessary to fight so desperately?"

The young man had reasoned with him. Such a reasonable young man should also understand a truth. Seeing him wink, he would definitely understand that the two sides should not know each other.

He winked at the reasonable young man. Seeing the young man stop, Zhou Zhiyuan's heart rose with hope, and he slowed down his pace, giving him time to react.

Seeing the look of horror on his face again, Zhou Zhiyuan knew that he was in trouble. Just as he was about to speed up to approach the young man and give him a neck-hugging whisper, he saw the reasonable young man turn around and run, and shouted in horror, "Zhou Zhiyuan is here, run away."

The reasonable young man was experienced. Last night, he had reasoned with Zhou Zhiyuan. He could run for his life, and Zhou Zhiyuan would not chase desperately.

His speed was very fast. The distance of one hundred meters was only about ten counts. Zhou Zhiyuan hadn't counted to eleven yet, and the young man ran into the courtyard house in front.

But the reasonable young man ran away, and Zhou Zhiyuan was a little embarrassed. He heard Han Xue behind him ask, "Does that young man know you?"

Zhou Zhiyuan replied, "Maybe he mistook me for someone else?"

"Heh..." The laughter of Wan Chunfang and Wang Dagang came from behind.

It was so funny, but Han Xue still had to ask seriously, "Someone else is also called Zhou Zhiyuan."

Han Xue's words were unscientific. He was called Zhou Zhiyuan, so others couldn't be called Zhou Zhiyuan?

Zhou Zhiyuan refused to accept it, and spoke without thinking, "There's also a girl called Han Xue?"

As soon as these words came out, he caused trouble. Wan Chunfang and Wang Dagang laughed out loud, and Han Xue said angrily, "Who are you calling a girl?"

Hearing this low shout, Zhou Zhiyuan knew that he had caused trouble again. He quickly stood still, turned around, and said in a low voice, "I'm talking about that little girl named Han Xue."

Although his voice was low, Wan Chunfang and Wang Dagang still heard it, and let out a burst of laughter.

Han Xue scolded, "My name is Han Xue, who are you calling a little girl?"

Zhou Zhiyuan found that he was making things worse and worse. He quickly mobilized the language meridian-clearing artifact, quickly organized his language, and reviewed it in his mind before saying in a low voice, "You misunderstood. Maybe there is a little girl named Han Xue in this alley."

He explained, but Wan Chunfang said, "In this alley, there are little girls named Xiaohong and Xiaofang, but no one named Han Xue."

Wan Chunfang added fuel to the fire, and Han Xue's two willow eyebrows stood up.

Zhou Zhiyuan hurriedly added, "Not in this alley, but in other alleys, neighborhood committees, streets, districts, and the entire capital, how many people are called Han Xue? From old grandmothers in their eighties and nineties to baby girls who are waiting to be fed..."

Speaking of this, the language artifact issued a warning. Zhou Zhiyuan looked at those gloomy almond eyes and hurriedly shifted his direction, "How many beautiful young women and young wives are called Han Xue?"

Zhou Zhiyuan explained earnestly, seeing that Han Xue's two willow eyebrows finally returned to their original shape, just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he heard Han Xue coldly ask, "Are you delaying time?"

What kind of person did Han Xue take him for? Zhou Zhiyuan was about to continue explaining, but he heard Wan Chunfang say, "Yes, he is delaying time."

Wang Dagang added another sentence, "There is this suspicion."

"I..."

Zhou Zhiyuan was about to explain, but he heard Han Xue say decisively, "You follow behind." After speaking, she strode over, and Wan Chunfang and Wang Dagang followed closely. Zhou Zhiyuan could only helplessly grin slightly.

He had already tried his best. Xu Lao Er and the others should have urgently transferred, right?

That's what he thought. Xu Lao Er had taken a whiplash kick last night, and his head had made intimate contact with the ground. The injury shouldn't be serious. With his experience, taking this blow, he could have performed the carp jump on the spot.

Although Xu Lao Er didn't perform this profound skill at the time, he was carried away by Xiao Si, Xiao Wu, and Xiao Liu. He must have received adequate rest. At this time, he must be directing with certainty, "Scatter and escape, and those who can't escape hide."

If he were in command, he would definitely arrange everything properly, and Han Xue wouldn't be able to find a trace.

Judging others by himself, Zhou Zhiyuan believed in Xu Lao Er's command ability, but when he walked into the front yard, he found that this was not the case. That bald head was standing in the yard, and when he saw him, he shouted, "Zhou Zhiyuan, it's just a fight, are you not finished yet?"

Xu Lao San's image was quite miserable. His right hand was wrapped in gauze, one layer, two layers, three or four layers. He didn't know who wrapped it for him. It was estimated that a large roll of gauze was not enough, making his big hand more than twice as thick. His face was blue and purple. His left cheek had a bulge, which was the result of falling on the ground and rolling around hitting hard objects.

Xu Lao San came forward, and there were a bunch of people around. The reasonable young man stood next to Xu Lao San. His image was better, with two pieces of gauze on his face.

The other three young men were not as lucky as him. Each of them had a bruised nose and swollen face. One young man was wrapped in gauze on his head, another young man was wrapped in gauze on his head and face, and the last one was even more miserable, only showing his eyes, nostrils, and mouth.

They stood in front of the south room of the west wing, and five pairs of eyes looked at Zhou Zhiyuan together, all showing horrified eyes.

And at the entrance to the middle courtyard stood more than ten men and women, old and young, and three or four five-year-old children.

They stood in a pile with their hands folded, each with the corners of their mouths slightly raised, with a face full of interest.

And Han Xue stood three meters in front of Hu Biao, with Wan Chunfang and Wang Dagang standing beside her. The three of them turned their heads to look together, with five words engraved on their faces, "See what you do?"

Xu Lao San named him. At this time, he should ride his horse forward and shout, "State your name." Then fight three hundred rounds.

Han Xue and the others were looking forward to this scene. The group of onlookers seemed to be looking forward to this scene as well. They didn't know who Zhou Zhiyuan was? Seeing that both sides were looking at that young man, they all looked over. Seeing that Xu Lao San and the others seemed very nervous, they were looking forward to the scene of Zhou Zhiyuan holding a ten-foot spear.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Zhiyuan knew the popularity of the Xu Lao Er brothers.

But he is now the refined Secretary Zhou. Zhou Zhiyuan remembered his persona again. This persona is suitable for the image of a feather fan and silk scarf. The matter of holding a ten-foot spear should be done at night.

But in full view of the public, Zhou Zhiyuan with a feather fan and silk scarf could not turn his horse's head and turn around and leave. Face-saving projects are very important. The feather fan and silk scarf must also take into account the inner projects. He hurriedly mobilized the "No Other Way Great Teleportation", while quickly thinking about countermeasures, he had to stride forward, and the image project must first be in place.