Siheyuan: starting from returning to the countryside

This was prepared by him before, and he wanted to send it to Yushui's house in the evening.

Now that Yu Haitang was right in front of him, he didn't want to wait until night.

"Haitang, try the sour plum soup I made with my own hands, with honey in it, it's sour and sweet, it's delicious."

Silly Zhu just took a bowl of soup, showing his hospitality.

"Forget it, give the rainwater a drink."

Yu Haitang waved his hand and refused.

"Damn! You don't know, she didn't like to drink rainwater since she was a child, she didn't have such a good fortune."

Silly Zhu casually is a nonsense.

Who doesn't love sour plum soup?

Not to mention girls, no one can refuse the sweet and sour taste.

In this day and age, it would be nice to have some mung bean soup in summer.

Shazhu's bowl of sour plum soup cost him a lot of money.

"But, you gave me all to drink, what do you drink yourself?"

Yu Haitang asked with concern.

"Don't worry about it. I drank half of the pot just after I boiled it. If I really can't drink it, can you kindly do me a favor and drink it up for me?"

Silly Zhu looked like a dog, licking his smiling face and said.

"Okay, thank you, Master He."

Yu Haitang took the bowl and handed it to Qin Yang next to him.

"Brother Yangyang, drink first."

"Ah? This..."

Silly Zhu was stunned again.

I don't even want to drink the sour plum soup I made for you.

You actually gave someone else's man?

Is this a bit too much?

"What's the matter, Master He, didn't you just ask me to drink it for you?"

"This bowl is too much, I'll give some to brother Yangyang, you won't mind?"

Yu Haitang blinked her big eyes and asked weakly.

Sha Zhu looked at her innocent eyes, and all the grievances in his heart disappeared.

"Don't mind, don't mind."

"You can give it to whoever you want, and I don't mind at all."

Silly Zhu said in a soft voice.

Looking at Yu Haitang's performance, Qin Yang reminded him of those green teas from later generations.

A casual sentence can control the emotions of the licking dogs.

But for some reason, Qin Yang didn't dislike Haitang's green tea behavior.

On the contrary, I found it very interesting.

He took the bowl handed over by Haitang, and tasted it first, it tasted very good.

Then he drank it in another gulp.

"Hey, Qin Yang, you're going too far, I haven't drunk the crabapple yet."

Silly Zhu clenched his fists and said.

This is the sour plum soup that he specially made for Yu Haitang. Both sour plum and honey are extremely rare ingredients.

Qin Yang drank more than half of it in one sip, and his heart was bleeding.

However, what made him bleed was still behind.

After hearing what he said, Qin Yang returned the bowl to Yu Haitang.

Then Silly Zhu saw that Yu Haitang put the bowl in his mouth, which happened to be printed on the place where Qin Yang's lips were pressed just now.

hum~ hum~ hum~

Shazhu's brain was dizzy for a while.

Her mouth touched where Qin Yang's lips had just touched?

Isn't this an indirect kiss?

My goddess actually kissed another man? ! !

Silly Zhu felt that he wanted to die.

He hated himself, why did he ask Qin Yang to return the remaining sour plum soup to Yu Haitang?

If Qin Yang drank all the sour plum soup, Yu Haitang would not kiss him indirectly.

She is so pure and kind.

And also know whether a man and a woman give or take a kiss.

It was definitely not intentional to kiss Qin Yang indirectly.

All this is my own fault.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah……"

Silly Zhu wanted to give himself two slaps.

At this time, Yu Haitang's voice rang again.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Master He, I dropped your bowl on the floor."

While apologizing, Yu Haitang picked up the empty bowl of sour plum soup from the ground.

While picking it up, I deliberately rubbed the mouth of the bowl on the ground a few more times, so that the mouth of the bowl was covered with soil.

She didn't want Sha Zhu to lick her used bowl later.

"It's okay, I'll wash it."

Silly Zhu wants to cry but has no tears.

It was fine if he didn't take a sip of the soup that he spent a lot of money and energy on, but Qin Yang drank most of it.

And let the goddess kiss Qin Yang indirectly.

Finally, they have to wash the dishes.

This thing made... Fuck!

"Cough cough, everyone be quiet."

Seeing that everyone was present, Yan Bugui began to preside over the assembly of the whole courtyard.

"Today's meeting was decided temporarily, and there is only one content."

"It's Qin Huairu from our courtyard who wants to separate from the Jia Zhang family."

"Let me make a statement first. I personally don't express my opinion on this matter. It is Qin Huairu who has a firm attitude. As the first uncle, I called this meeting for her."

"Now, Qin Huairu, please come forward."

As soon as Yan Bugui finished speaking, Jia Zhang immediately scolded him.

"Yan Laoxi, you bastard, how many benefits Qin Huairu has given you, you help her hold this kind of meeting."

"Why don't you separate from your children? Is your family all dead?"

"You're a bastard who doesn't talk shit about having a son."

"You have to die."

People around are also talking about it.

Separation is a big deal.

Generally, the children will take the initiative to separate from the older generation after they grow up, get married, and have a job and a house.

But the Jia family is different.

Apart from the Jia Zhang family, the Jia family has no parents left.

In Qin Huairu's generation, there is also no man.

In other words, the two generations of the Jia family are all people with foreign surnames.

Once the family is separated, it will really become two families.

"Qin Huairu's wings are stiff."

"You can't say that, after all, for an old woman like the Jia Zhang family, whoever falls in love with her will be unlucky."

"I think it must be related to Qin Yang. If Qin Huairu wants to enter Qin Yang's house, Jia Zhang is the biggest obstacle."

"Can't it, is she worthy?"

"It's really hard to say, don't forget, Qin Yang is incompetent, he can't have children."

"Qin Huairu happens to have both sons and daughters, you understand."

The women in the courtyard were discussing in low voices, looking at Qin Huairu with eyes full of envy and hatred.

They wish their husbands would die too.

At that time, there will be a chance to get close to Qin Yang.

But even if their husbands died, they were not as pretty as Qin Huairu.

"Quiet quiet."

"Jia Zhang, be careful what you say, what do you mean Qin Huairu has benefited me?"