Siheyuan: from Divorce

"In the future, I can eat a plate of braised pork, and pour another plate. It's not a pity! Like the house I live in now, I can give it away to anyone!" Xu Damao pulled up his arrogant lines.

"The gap between us is also getting bigger and bigger. You say you are beautiful. Which of the factory flowers in the factory is not as good as you are, you need to have culture and culture, and you need to have temperament and temperament. And they still have urban hukou..."

Xu Damao finally came to a straightforward conclusion: "Break up! You are not worthy of me!"

Don't you take retreat as advance, do you want to slap your nose on your face?

Alright, I'll just take your upper beam ladder away, I won't kill you!

Every time Xu Damao said a word, Qin Jingru's face turned pale, and the strength he had disguised before was gone. She must have been distressed to death in normal times, so she washed it well with soap, but at this time she couldn't care about it.

When she heard about the breakup, she felt like she was struck by lightning, panicked completely, her eyes turned red, and cried, "Da Mao, don't want me! I was talking nonsense before, I shouldn't listen to my sister. To deal with you, I was wrong, I was wrong!"

Xu Damao said indifferently: "It's useless to say anything now. Don't you have a lot of young and promising guys in town chasing you? There's no need to hang yourself on my tree."

"No, no, no! The ones introduced by the villagers are either lame, or their eyes are crooked. There is another one in his forties with three children, and I don't want to be a stepmother for them. "Qin Jingru explained everything in [-], crying pear blossoms with rain, at this time, the intestines are already regretful.

"Nothing to talk about, let's go!"

After Xu Damao finished speaking coldly, he shook his hand and left without looking back, leaving Qin Jingru, who was full of regret, grievance, guilt, and panic, to cry alone. .

Chapter 39

Xu Damao came to the front yard and happened to see Yan Bugui, the third grandfather who waters flowers and birds on weekdays, squatting hard on the ground, carefully waxing and polishing the permanent bicycle. This is not over yet, and the chains and bearings are also lubricated. Oil, brakes and hubs were wiped clean.

Xu Damao almost didn't recognize the bicycle he just sold.

Just this new look, it looks like [-]% of the new.

"Yo, the third master is busy!" Xu Damao greeted.

"Da Mao is here! There's still some time before noon!"

Yan Bugui's face blossomed with a smile. Since last night, his spirits have been extremely excited. He didn't sleep much all night. He got up every other night to check his bicycle, and wished he could hold it to sleep and finish eating in the morning. Fan, Yan Bugui has been wiping and maintaining it, it's called a love.

Xu Damao replied with a smile: "Isn't this afraid that Teacher Ran will be in a hurry?"

To be honest, he didn't expect the 'Asura Field' to be solved so easily by himself. He had planned to spend a lot of money to coax Qin Jingru away, but who would have thought that this silly girl would kill herself, and a series of reverse operations was carried out. Xu Damao was immediately stunned.

Now I feel so regretful, and I only think about how to forgive myself with Xu Damao and get back on good terms.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Ran can't wait any longer! Let's take the bus today, and we'll meet at the Temple of Heaven Park."

In fact, Yan Bugui was reluctant to ride his car that had just been waxed and oiled. If he got a little dust on the road or bumped into it, he wouldn't feel bad for it.

Xu Damao understood and said, "Don't worry, the third master, I won't let you pay for it, I will pay for the return trip."

Yan Bugui was overjoyed: "Okay! I accept the love of your Director Xu!"

Before leaving, Yan Bugui carefully locked the bicycle and took a reluctant look at it. It seemed that he was reluctant to leave for a while, and repeatedly told his third mother: "This car will be left in the sun for an hour, and then move it to the house as soon as possible. Don't let others get close to scratches, especially those stinky boys."

The third mother understands: "Don't worry, it's guaranteed to be fine!"

Seeing that Yan Bugui was so interested in this permanent bicycle, Xu Damao couldn't help but persuaded him to sell it again, but the third master was still full of confidence, saying that he was very optimistic about the market, and that the price of bicycles could still rise. Earning a piece is a piece of so...

Yes, Xu Damao clicked so far, and by the way, he pointed out that the third master had no heart problems, and then he was relieved.

Let the storm come harder!

"Teacher Ran, this way!"

I got off the bus here, and after waiting for a while in Tiantan Park, I saw a tall and handsome figure appearing, with a temperament that stood out from the crowd, which was out of tune with the busy figures around him.

Ran Qiuye grinned and said hello, "Mr. Yan, I'm sorry for being late."

"We just arrived." Xu Damao said at the right time, and quietly winked at Ran Qiuye.

Ran Qiuye's white and tender face was blushing, and she lowered her head in embarrassment. Now the relationship between the two is an official blind date, which girl can calm down on this occasion.

Yan Bugui didn't know that the two had known each other, so he introduced with a smile: "Mr. Ran, this is the Xu Damao I told you, the canteen director of the rolling mill. He is young and promising! In our courtyard, this is the condition (vertical). Thumbs up)!"

"Da Mao, I don't need to introduce more about this teacher Ran. She is from a scholarly family, is beautiful and has a temperament, and is the most popular young teacher in our Hongxing Primary School!"

Yan Bugui said with a smile: "Then I won't be a light bulb here, you guys have fun."

"Then...you walk slowly."

Ran Qiuye was a little shy. She thought that Teacher Yan could stay for a while to ease her nervousness, but she didn't expect that Teacher Yan, who always likes to take advantage of the situation, would just leave when she just wanted to leave. She almost thought it was someone else's bag.

To be honest, Yan Bugui still wants to stay for a meal. After all, it is reasonable for the introducer to adjust the atmosphere at the dinner, but Xu Damao didn't plan to let Yan Bugui be the light bulb at the beginning, so he helped him bluntly. Overpaid for the fare.

When the third master got the benefit, he knew it all at once, and the lines on the corners of his eyes blossomed with laughter, how could he be dissatisfied with his promise.

"Teacher Ran, I'll ask you for more advice today." Xu Damao stretched out his hand with a smile on his face.

Ran Qiuye chuckled and reached out to hold him together. He thought it would be a point when he touched it, but he didn't expect Xu Damao to change the scene directly. The palm of his hand also turned around, from a simple handshake to a handshake.

"brush!"

Ran Qiuye's face suddenly seemed to be painted with a layer of red paint, and his brain seemed to be emptied.

Xu Damao didn't seem to notice anything wrong, and said calmly: "Mr. Ran, you are hungry too, it's so cold, I'll take you to eat hot pot."

"You don't need to spend so much money, let's just find a small restaurant, Director Xu, this hand..." Ran Qiuye reminded in a low voice.

Xu Damao didn't seem to hear it. He came to the old Beijing hot pot restaurant near the Temple of Heaven Park, took her weak and boneless hand and asked, "Does Teacher Ran have any taboos? Can you eat spicy food?"

"I can't eat too spicy food." Ran Qiuye was unprepared, and the topic he was about to talk about was suddenly transferred away.