Siheyuan: A pioneer of morality

With the sound of motorcycles, Zhou Jianjun took Wenli to his mother-in-law's house.

After the car stopped, Wenli jumped out of the car excitedly.

As soon as her feet touched the ground, she saw the surprised eyes of the neighbors around her.

Wenli hurriedly calmed down and said to Zhou Jianjun as if nothing had happened: "Jianjun, find a place to park the car, don't block the road."

"Got it."

Seeing Wenli's look, Zhou Jianjun knew that Wenli's vanity was once again greatly satisfied.

As expected, as soon as Wenli walked into the yard, the neighbors around her surrounded her.

"Wenli, what is that thing your boyfriend rides? Why is it so similar to the thing that the officers ride in the "small life"?"

"Aunt Zhang, how can it be similar? That is! That is called a sidecar motorcycle! Wenli, am I right?"

Looking at the curious eyes of the neighbors, Wenli smiled "lightly" and said, "That is a sidecar motorcycle."

"Wenli, did your boyfriend buy it?"

Wenli shook her head and said proudly, "You can't buy that thing with money alone."

"Then where did your boyfriend get it?"

"Because he performed well, his leader rewarded him."

"Wow!"

The crowd was boiling.

"A reward? Doesn't that mean you don't have to spend a penny?"

"Wenli really found a good family. Her husband is so capable!"

Listening to the compliments of the neighbors, Wenli raised her chin proudly and walked towards her home with great spirit.

When she got home, she couldn't wait to tell her mother and elder sister about Zhou Jianjun's "sidecar".

"Really?" The elder sister exclaimed and ran out to see.

"This girl is so impetuous, how can she behave!" Wen's mother complained, and then took Wen Li's hand and asked: "Li, are you telling the truth?"

"Of course it's true, Jianjun parked the car outside. Mom, if you don't believe it, just go and see for yourself."

"Believe it, believe it, how can I not trust my own daughter. Jianjun is really capable, you are not allowed to be petty with him."

"I know!" Wen Li said perfunctorily.

When Zhou Jianjun and the elder sister came back from outside, Wen's mother hurriedly brought the dumplings to the table.

While eating, Zhou Jianjun told the origin of the sidecar again.

He had already told Wenli on the way, and wanted Wenli to say it for him, but Wenli was only concerned with being "tsundere" and ignored Zhou Jianjun's eyes.

After finally finishing the meal, Wenli took Zhou Jianjun's arm and said, "Jianjun, let's go out for a walk, digest the food, and then go to school."

"Okay."

As Zhou Jianjun said this, he looked at Wen's mother and elder sister and said, "Mom, elder sister, I'll take Wenli out for a walk, and then send her back to school. We'll go back to the courtyard to live in the evening, and you don't have to wait for us to eat."

"Be careful on the road, ride slowly!" Wen's mother warned.

Considering the child in Wenli's belly, Zhou Jianjun rode carefully all the way, and the speed was less than 30.

Wenli sat in the truck bed, looking at the scenery on the street with a smile on her face, enjoying the envious eyes cast on her by passers-by.

Seeing her like this, Zhou Jianjun was secretly shocked, "Why does this guy feel like a 'low-life' military officer coming to the city?"

After strolling around the neighborhood for a long time, Zhou Jianjun sent Wen Li to school.

"Will you pick me up after get off work in the evening?"

"Of course!"

"Well, then I'll wait for you after get off work."

Wen Li nodded proudly, and then walked towards the school as if nothing had happened.

Zhou Jianjun waited for her to enter the school gate before turning the throttle and driving towards the courtyard.

Today is a working day, and there are only a group of "unemployed" women sitting at the gate of the courtyard chatting and gossiping in the courtyard.

Seeing a sidecar motorcycle driving towards the courtyard, all the women looked at Zhou Jianjun riding on the motorcycle.

"Is that Zhou Jianjun?"

"Zhou Jianjun? Where is he?"

"The one riding on the sidecar!"

While several people were discussing, the sidecar stopped at the gate of the courtyard.

Everyone saw Zhou Jianjun's face clearly.

"Jianjun, it's really you!" The second aunt exclaimed.

"It's me, second aunt! Please make way, I'll push the car in."

"Okay, okay!" The second aunt said, and asked the others to make way for the gate. Watching Zhou Jianjun pushing the car in, she asked carefully: "Jianjun, where did this car come from?"

"A reward from the leader!" Zhou Jianjun said without turning his head.

"Ah!?"

Hearing his answer, everyone exclaimed!

"Did I hear it right? That was a reward from the leader to Zhou Jianjun?"

"Does that mean he got a sidecar for free without spending a penny?"

"Of course, rewards don't cost money.Pay for it yourself!"

Listening to the neighbors' discussions, Auntie One and Auntie Two looked at each other at the same time, silently calculating in their hearts.

Auntie One: "Oh no, Zhou Jianjun got a sidecar, which makes Lao Liu inferior. In the future, will Lao Liu still have the final say in this courtyard!"

Auntie Two: "Zhou Jianjun has made a fortune, we must let Lao Yan know about this and see if we can get some benefits from him!"

Other neighbors: "Why didn't my family get the sidecar? ”

After get off work, Zhou Jianjun was waiting at the gate of Wenli's school.

He wore a pair of frog-eye glasses of the same style as the "Five-Star General", leaning on the sidecar, and looked particularly handsome.

Perhaps the sidecar motorcycle was too attractive, Yan Fugui did not recognize him when he passed by him.

After waiting for "a full" ten minutes, Wenli came out with a crowd of people.

Wenli waved goodbye to the others and sat in the sidecar, "Jianjun, let's go to the market to buy vegetables first, there is no vegetables at home."

"Understood! "

How could Zhou Jianjun not understand Wen Li's thoughts?

Is she really going to do business?

She is obviously going out to show off!

When the two were "killing all around" in the vegetable market, the families in the courtyard had already started to talk about it.

Liu Haizhong's house.

After listening to the narration of the aunt, Liu Haizhong sat on the stool with a bitter face and said nothing.

"This Zhou Jianjun, he only knows how to show off all day long!"

"Old Liu, is his sidecar legitimate?" The aunt tried to probe.

"Huh? !" Liu Haizhong was stunned, and then snorted coldly, "Tomorrow I will go to the steel mill to inquire. If it is not legitimate, I will definitely report him."

Yan Fugui's house.

"Jie Cheng's mother, you said Jianjun got a sidecar?"

"Yes, Old Yan, what's wrong?"

"Oh! "Yan Fugui slapped his thigh, showing a very regretful expression, "The person I saw at the school gate just now should be Jianjun. He wore a pair of weird glasses, and I didn't recognize him!"

A auntie heard this and asked curiously: "What's the use of recognizing him?"

"How about asking him to take me back! I haven't ridden a motorcycle yet!"

"Look at your little bit of ability! You should think about whether you can get some benefits from Jianjun!"

"You're right, it has to be you! Otherwise, I'll give you the nickname of 'Calculator'?"

"Get out!"

Yi Zhonghai's home.

Yi Zhonghai was only slightly surprised that Zhou Jianjun got a sidecar motorcycle, and did not show any other extreme reactions.

He is now completely focused on the "child", how can he take care of other things.

"Why has Xiaohong ignored me recently? ”

“It must be Xu Damao who is doing bad things secretly. After he goes to the countryside, I must go and comfort Xiaohong.”

Xu Damao’s home.

While eating the lunch box brought back by Sha Zhu, Sister Hong listened to Xu Damao muttering and cursing Zhou Jianjun and Sha Zhu.

“What a waste, no wonder people plotted against him.”

“Except for talking nonsense, there is nothing good about him!”

Thinking, Sister Hong looked at Xu Damao’s “little brother” involuntarily.

“Waste!”

Sha Zhu’s home.

Sha Zhu was drinking with peanuts.

Now, his lunch box has become Sister Hong’s “snack”!

Although Sha Zhu knew that Xu Damao would not eat the lunch box he brought back, he still felt uncomfortable.

“Why? She is Xu Damao’s wife. Why should she eat my lunch box! ”

“Next time she stops me from asking for it, I will definitely not give it to her!”

Thinking of the scene where Sister Hong stopped him from asking for a lunch box, Sha Zhu could not help but touch his right hand.

“Sister Hong’s hands are so slippery, even slippery than Sister Qin’s...”

“Slurp”

Sha Zhu took a sip of wine, “Zhou Jianjun got a sidecar? It has nothing to do with me, it’s not mine!”

“Sister Hong’s hands are so slippery, but I wonder if other parts of her hands are the same...”