Life in siheyuan era

Facing this "high-rise building," Zhang Yong said proudly, "This building is only allocated to senior intellectuals who have made contributions, model workers at the city level and above, and outstanding leading cadres."

He was, of course, proud. Zhang Xueqi had been received by the most respected "housekeeper" in history.

The two had even conversed in D language, and the precious photo was treated as a treasure by Zhang Xueqi, locked in the bookcase, preventing Zhang Yong from showing off.

Unable to see the photo, Zhang Yong expressed himself verbally, an emotional outburst that made Guo Yanhong's eyes twinkle with worship.

He Yushui was also proud, Chief Engineer Zhang was her teacher, and her next step was to be Chief Engineer Zhang's assistant.

Zhou Zhiyuan then said, "Brother Yong, let me show you a miracle."

"What?" Zhang Yong turned around and asked in surprise.

"Follow Yushui, you will see a miracle."

Hearing Zhou Zhiyuan call her "Yushui" directly, He Yushui smiled softly, turned around and walked in another direction.

Zhang Yong called out, "It's not that way."

"That's where the miracle will be witnessed, follow us."

Zhou Zhiyuan's reply filled Zhang Yong and Guo Yanhong's hearts with curiosity. They turned around and followed He Yushui and Zhou Zhiyuan forward. After turning a corner, they saw a group of people standing in front of the elevator door, and Han Xue was standing outside the crowd.

Seeing her, He Yushui called out, "Han Xue."

Zhou Zhiyuan smiled and said, "The moment to witness the miracle has arrived."

Han Xue turned her face to look over, and when she saw them, her face showed surprise, and then she heard Zhou Zhiyuan say, "Our Section Chief Han and Director Zhang live in the same building, but they didn't know each other before, isn't that a miracle?"

So that's what he meant by a miracle. Han Xue thought it was indeed a miracle. Zhang Yong thought so too. The only explanation was that they didn't live on the same floor or take the same elevator.

"This building is very big, there are many residents, it's normal not to know Section Chief Han before," Zhang Yong explained.

Zhou Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Don't say so much, meeting is fate, invite Section Chief Han to sit with us."

This was his purpose, and Zhang Yong had the same idea, turning to look at Han Xue.

Han Xue said embarrassedly, "I didn't prepare a gift."

Zhou Zhiyuan gave her an idea, "There must be good wine at home, take two bottles."

"You're the one who wants to drink, right?" Han Xue reacted quickly.

"No wine, no feast. Teacher Luo won't prepare wine for us."

After saying this, Zhou Zhiyuan turned to look to the side, and Xiao Gu was staring at him. Their eyes met and then moved away.

At this moment, the elevator door opened, and a young man walked into the elevator. In the instant before the elevator door was about to close, he quickly turned around and looked out, just in time to see Zhou Zhiyuan's eye staring at him.

The dynamics between the two of them only happened in an instant, but Han Xue noticed it. She was talking to Zhang Yong, but her eyes were on Zhou Zhiyuan. At this moment, seeing Zhou Zhiyuan turn his head, she asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"Who is that young man?" Zhou Zhiyuan asked calmly.

"His name is Xiao Gu, he's a screenwriter from the film studio. He wanted to write a script reflecting the public security front for a while, and he told me several times, but I refused. I don't know anything else."

Han Xue said in detail, and Zhang Yong immediately asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Nothing, I just felt uncomfortable at first glance."

He was telling the truth. This feeling was hard to explain. Their eyes met, and it was this uncomfortable feeling that made him look away.

And Han Xue supported his statement, "This person is a bit strange, I also feel uncomfortable looking at him."

The two of them talking about other people made Zhang Yong impatient, and he interjected, "Don't talk about irrelevant people, I suggest we go home separately, and then I'll invite Section Chief Han. It's rare to have a chance for everyone to sit together."

Zhang Yong sincerely invited Han Xue. Love is important, but it's even better to be able to balance your career. A career cannot be separated from connections.

Han Xue didn't want to refuse, she looked at Zhou Zhiyuan and then at He Yushui, and nodded in agreement.

Seeing Han Xue agree, Zhou Zhiyuan achieved his goal, but He Yushui had a strange feeling, "Zhou Zhiyuan and Han Xue seem to have a kind of tacit understanding."

This feeling made her uncomfortable, but she couldn't explain it.

Carefully recalling their words and actions, He Yushui silently followed the crowd into the elevator, got off on the sixth floor, and followed Zhang Yong inside.

The corridor of this building was very wide, and there was a distance of three meters between the doors of the residents' homes and the closed windows outside.

A bicycle came from the opposite side, and several people walked to the side, and both sides were unobstructed.

Judging from the number of doors, there were more than a dozen residents living in this corridor. Arriving at the inner side of the corridor, Zhang Yong took out the key from his pocket, opened the door and shouted, "Mom, Zhiyuan is here."

He entered the door and changed his shoes, and Zhou Zhiyuan followed him into the house. Seeing a middle-aged woman walking over, he immediately bowed and said hello, "Hello, Teacher, student Zhou Zhiyuan pays respects to the teacher."

The middle-aged woman was Luo Sumei. She stopped and stared at the top of Zhou Zhiyuan's head and said coldly, "Do you still remember me, this teacher?"

"Once a teacher, always a mother, how dare I forget?"

Zhou Zhiyuan said touchingly, but Luo Sumei still said coldly, "That sounds nice, but you haven't sent a letter in five years, is that 'how dare I forget'?"

Luo Sumei's words were cold, but she meant to test him. Zhou Zhiyuan said in a deep voice, "Spring fills the mountains and rivers, and greenery fills the gardens. Peach and plum blossoms compete for spring dew and smiling faces. Spring is always present in the southeast, northwest, but only the teacher's kindness remains in my heart."

He didn't explain, but recited a poem called "Teacher's Kindness."

Hearing him recite the poem, a smile appeared on Luo Sumei's face, and she said with satisfaction, "I didn't teach you this poem. It's rare that you can persist in learning. Get up, the teacher doesn't blame you anymore."

Luo Sumei valued learning. The author of the poem Zhou Zhiyuan recited was unknown. Zhou Zhiyuan couldn't recite it five years ago, but now he can, which shows that he hasn't stopped learning in these five years. Luo Sumei glanced at Zhang Yong with satisfaction.

Seeing Luo Sumei's gaze, Zhang Yong immediately said, "Mom, Zhiyuan's immediate superior, Section Chief Han Xue, lives upstairs. Should we invite her over too?"

This information attracted Luo Sumei's attention. Like Lin Shurong, she was concerned about her son's connections, and immediately said, "We should invite her. Go prepare a gift, you can't go upstairs empty-handed."

Her reaction was within Zhang Yong's expectations, and he immediately replied, "I'll go right away."

Then he introduced He Yushui and Guo Yanhong, "Mom, let me introduce you..."

So Guo Yanhong successfully walked into the Zhang family's door. Zhang Yong completed his initial goal, took a box of ginseng, and led He Yushui to invite Han Xue. The rest was Zhou Zhiyuan's responsibility.

And Guo Yanhong, who walked into the Zhang family's door, kept Zhang Yong's instructions in mind. No matter how curious she was, she never looked around. She sat obediently on the sofa with her eyes lowered.

For her, the environment in which the Zhang family lived was too big. The layout of three bedrooms and one living room, the red pine floor under her feet, the landscape paintings hanging on the wall...

Such decoration was like a "palace", which was too attractive to her, but she had to resist the curiosity of observing, and sat on the sofa like a good girl.

Seeing her like this, Luo Sumei reached out and picked up the teapot on the coffee table, poured a cup of water and placed it in front of Guo Yanhong, and said gently, "Xiao Guo, you sit here for a while, I'll talk to Zhiyuan alone."

After comforting Guo Yanhong, Luo Sumei straightened up and walked to the study.

Zhou Zhiyuan followed Luo Sumei into the study. The words that Zhang Yong didn't dare to say were said by him.

Guo Yanhong's cultural level was one hurdle, and her family conditions were another. Zhang Yong needed Zhou Zhiyuan to speak for him.

But he couldn't just say this when he entered the house. He took out three letters from his satchel and handed them to Luo Sumei with both hands, and said softly, "These are the letters I wrote to you, but they were all returned."

Luo Sumei took the three letters and looked at the envelopes. The postmark of the returned letters came into view, and she put them on the desk with satisfaction, and said gently, "The teacher will read them slowly, let's sit down and talk about Guo Yanhong."

Zhou Zhiyuan sat on this side of the desk, turned to look at the books in the bookcase and praised, "Teacher, you can smell the fragrance of books as soon as you walk into this room."

Luo Sumei replied in a deep voice, "You've also learned to beat around the bush?"

Luo Sumei saw through his trick, and Zhou Zhiyuan could only withdraw his gaze and sighed, "Teacher, I've been worried to death these two days since I came home. You don't know, there's a widow in the courtyard where my family lives..."

He couldn't tell others about Zhou Zhining and Qin Huairu, but it was okay to tell Teacher Luo. After describing it, Luo Sumei asked in surprise, "Your brother actually fell in love with a widow?"

Luo Sumei was not Zhou Zhining's teacher, but she admired his talent. Hearing that Zhou Zhining liked a widow, she was indeed surprised.

Zhou Zhiyuan continued, "Qin Huairu is diligent and skillful, and she has helped my mother a lot..."

After describing Qin Huairu's words and deeds, Zhou Zhiyuan said with a wry smile, "My brother is filial, and he thinks that marrying Qin Huairu will make my mother more relaxed. As for culture, bringing a mother-in-law and children, and financial difficulties are not important. Is it important to find a wife with a high level of education and a wealthy life to support at home?"

"My parents seem to agree with this idea. I'm going to be worried to death in the face of this situation. What do you think I should do?"

He asked Luo Sumei for advice, but found that the things he said did exist, and he suddenly felt uneasy.

These words were his response to Luo Sumei, but after saying them, he discovered a possibility. Zhou Zhining, who was in the middle of it, might have thought so, and his parents might really accept it.

At this time, Luo Sumei forgot about Guo Yanhong, and after thinking for a while, she said, "Love is something that can't be broken. Back then, my parents wanted me to marry a son of a high-ranking official, but I just liked Xueqi..."

Speaking of this, Luo Sumei stopped, glared at Zhou Zhiyuan and said in a deep voice, "You're even using allusions to speak for Guo Yanhong?"

Zhou Zhiyuan could speak, and Luo Sumei was gratified but also a little annoyed. She seemed to be persuaded.