Siheyuan: A pioneer of morality

The report of "speculation" was perfectly resolved, and Director Wang waved to the neighbors who were watching, "Don't look, just do what you need to do."

After the crowd left, she looked at Zhou Jianjun and said anxiously: "Jianjun, hurry to the restaurant, your father-in-law and his family are probably waiting there now."

"Let's go, let's go quickly, we can't let my father-in-law wait too long." Zhou Jianjun said with a grin, and then he and Wen Li got on a bicycle each.

Before leaving, he did not forget to turn back and shout to Yan Fugui: "Uncle, you and your family walk slowly, I will wait for you to arrive before ordering. I will go over first and chat with my father-in-law for a while."

"Jianjun, you go first, don't let your father-in-law wait too long." Yan Fugui replied very considerately.

But before he finished speaking, the figures of Zhou Jianjun and others had disappeared from his sight.

Seeing this, Yan Fugui turned around and said to his family: "We have to hurry up too, don't miss this good meal."

Here, he paused and emphasized: "Did you remember everything I told you to remember?"

"I remember it!" Auntie said anxiously.

"Well, just remember it." Yan Fugui looked confident, "Jianjun will definitely not want leftovers. When the time comes, you can pack some for Jianjun's father-in-law, and bring the rest back. In this way, we can add a dish to every meal in the next few days."

"You have said this several times, and my ears are calloused from hearing it. Let's go quickly."

When the Yan family arrived at the restaurant, Zhou Jianjun had not ordered the dishes yet and was waiting for them.

At this time, Wenli's family had heard about what happened just now, and they all looked indignant.

Seeing Yan Fugui arrive, Wenli's father asked angrily: "Teacher Yan, why is the 'big uncle' in your courtyard so bad? How can such a person with low moral quality become a 'big uncle'?"

Hearing this, Yan Fugui looked at Director Wang, who was also embarrassed, and explained with an awkward smile: "Old Yi is always a gentleman who looks righteous and has deceived all of us."

"Yes, yes, that person usually looks like a gentleman. Who would have thought that his moral character is so corrupt in private." Director Wang also echoed beside him.

Seeing that everyone was getting angrier and angrier, Zhou Jianjun looked at Wenli helplessly and comforted her: "Okay, don't be angry about that villain anymore. Today is a big day for Wenli and me, and we should be happy."

Hearing what Zhou Jianjun said, everyone hurriedly echoed: "Jianjun is right. Don't be angry on a big day."

Everyone finished the lunch while chatting and laughing.

As soon as Zhou Jianjun paid the bill, Yan Fugui walked up to him with a sullen expression, pointed at the leftovers on the table, and asked cautiously: "Jianjun, look at these leftovers..."

"Third uncle, if you want them, just pack them up and take them back. My father-in-law and I won't take them."

"Jianjun is still generous." Yan Fugui praised, and then turned his head and winked at the third aunt.

The third aunt received the signal and immediately led the children to happily pack up the leftovers.

These "leftovers" are rare good things for the Yan family.

Their family depends entirely on Yan Fugui's salary to support them. They usually don't want to go to restaurants, and they don't have spare money to go to restaurants.

Today's meal, all the old and young of the Yan family ate until their stomachs were full. Looking at their appearance, Zhou Jianjun doubted whether they could walk home.

But when they heard that the leftovers belonged to them, the actions of the old and young of the Yan family seemed to be unaffected.

Inheriting Yan Fugui's calculating character, they felt no discomfort at all about cleaning up leftovers, and they all thought it was thrifty.

In fact, this behavior is thrifty no matter what era it is, but Zhou Jianjun came from the future and has long been accustomed to the lifestyle of eating and leaving, and has no concept of cleaning up leftovers in his mind.

After lunch, Zhou Jianjun and Wen Li returned to the courtyard together.

Wen Li looked at every corner of the house carefully as if she had come to Zhou Jianjun's house for the first time.

After a moment, she couldn't help but sighed: "This is our home."

At this time, the two seemed to have forgotten the unpleasantness brought by Yi Zhonghai, and their mood seemed very happy.

Zhou Jianjun sat quietly on the stool, staring at Wen Li.

She had two "braids" that were very suitable for this era, and her hair was pinned with the butterfly hairpin that Zhou Jianjun gave her for the first time.

Her big watery eyes revealed a charming demeanor. Her delicate and juicy red lips were even more attractive.Zhou Jianjun couldn't wait.

"Wife."

Zhou Jianjun walked behind Wen Li, put his arms around her waist, and whispered softly in her ear.

"Yeah." Wen Li responded softly, and then reached out to slap Zhou Jianjun's evil hands, and said coquettishly: "It's not dark yet, wait until dark..."

Zhou Jianjun laughed twice and echoed awkwardly: "Yes, yes, on the wedding night, you have to wait until dark to light the candles."

Wen Li glared at him unhappily, then pulled Zhou Jianjun to sit on the stool, and asked in confusion: "Jianjun, why don't we live in the yard outside. Didn't you say that it was your yard too? It's so inconvenient to live here, there are so many people in the yard."

Hearing this, Zhou Jianjun hurriedly got up and walked to the door to look out for a few times, then closed the door tightly. Then he walked back to the table and sat down, lowering his voice to explain: "Wen Li, don't tell anyone about our yard."

Seeing Zhou Jianjun being so cautious, Wen Li's heart was lifted, "Jianjun, why can't people know? That yard, it can't be..."

"What are you thinking about!" Before Wen Li finished speaking, Zhou Jianjun interrupted hurriedly, "Some things are not what you think, and I can't tell you in detail now. Wait ten or eight years, and we can live in those big yards outside openly."

"Okay!" Wen Li was not disappointed, she just felt that Zhou Jianjun was a little weird. But she soon reacted and asked in surprise: "Those? Do you mean there are more?"

"Yeah."

Zhou Jianjun responded, and ran to the inner room to pretend to search. In fact, he took out several house deeds from the space of Taoyuan Fairyland.

"These are all ours."

Zhou Jianjun said, and put the house deeds in front of Wen Li.

Wen Li's eyes widened, and she picked up the deeds in disbelief and began to examine them one by one. After reading them, she hurriedly stuffed them back into Zhou Jianjun's hands.

"So many? Put them away quickly, don't lose them!"

"Okay." Zhou Jianjun responded, and pretended to run back to the inner room.

When he came out of the inner room, he saw Wen Li patting her chest with her little hands, looking at him nervously.

"Jianjun, these things won't cause trouble, right?"

"Don't worry, just hide them well and don't let anyone find them. After another ten or eight years, we can take them out openly."

"Really?"

"Have I lied to you?"

"Humph, you didn't lie to me, but you did bully me a lot!"

"Then I'll bully you now."

"No, wait until dark."

"Wife, I'll tell you the truth. In addition to those house deeds just now, I still have tens of thousands of yuan in cash. These are all our assets."

Zhou Jianjun underestimated the amount of money, after all, he was afraid of scaring Wen Li if he told the truth. As for the Peach Blossom Land and the system, that was a secret that could not be told.

"..."

Wen Li was frightened and stunned.