People in the courtyard: starting from the canteen director

"Everything has a price."

"Brother can't help you in vain."

"If you want brother to help you."

"That's so easy."

Qiu Hong asked, "What's a simple way?"

He Daqing grabbed her shoulders and said in a low voice, "Come on, let's talk in the tent.

In an instant, Qiu Hong's face turned red.

Like red apples in autumn.

This bad old man has been laying the groundwork for so long.

It turned out to be for this moment.

God!Bad silver!

Chapter 611 Qiuhong's thoughts!

It was hot in the tent.

Especially in this weather.

It is even more unbearable.

Qiuhong only stayed for a while, then ran out.

If it wasn't for the fact that she couldn't help it just now, she didn't want to go here with He Daqing.

She ran all the way and came to the river again.

Holding some cool river water in both hands, I washed my face.

Good guy!Much more comfortable.

Then she rinsed her mouth again.

Recalling the scene of negotiating with He Daqing, she blushed.

Fortunately.

Innocence is still there.

It's not that He Daqing turned into a good person.

It doesn't mean that wolves don't eat sheep, but become vegetarians.

However, Qiuhong insisted that she was not ready yet.

Of course He Daqing was unwilling to force it.

Still the same sentence, this thing is about your love and my willingness.

However.

The twisted melon is not sweet.

But it quenches your thirst.

Therefore, He Daqing had no choice but to act as an old private school gentleman.

With extreme patience, he taught Qiuhong to read Tang poems.

Let this heroine draw nourishment from classical literature.

What poem are you reading?

Of course it is the popular song 24 Bridges on a Moonlit Night...

The next thing is much simpler.

Before it gets dark.

The two returned to the city.

Sitting on the motorcycle, Qiuhong was thoughtful.

She asked, "Brother, what are your plans?"

He Daqing pretended to be stupid, "What are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"

"I'm going to go home and rest."

"Isn't it tiring after a day of tossing around?"

Qiu Hong snorted and said, "God damn it!"

"This is too heartless."

"I'm asking."

"You want to be responsible for me."

"Still want to play with me?"

He Daqing calmed down after hearing this.

Recently, some people have used this question to test cadres.

Especially veteran cadres like He Daqing.

After so much experience, it doesn't matter anymore.

He Daqing took advantage of the situation and said, "Then what do you think?"

"I want my brother to be responsible for you."

"Or continue to be your blue-faced confidant?"

Qiuhong didn't expect that the question was thrown back.

"I haven't thought about it yet," she said.

He Daqing smiled and said, "Brother didn't think about it."

"However, brother is very popular."

"There are too many little girls who like brother."

"Qiu Hong, you have to seize the opportunity."

Qiu Hong was almost pissed off.

Look, is this a human language?

So shameless.

I really think of myself as Xiangkudao.

However, Qiuhong had no choice.

Now I have to ask someone else.

I have to hug other people's thighs.

I can only suffer a little.

What else to do.

If you want to enter the publicity department of the rolling mill, you really can't do it without He Daqing.

Otherwise, she would at best enter a printing factory and be an ordinary female worker.

Back in the city, it was already evening.

He Daqing stayed at Qiuhong's house again and had dinner.

This meal must have been cooked by He Daqing himself.

Otherwise, let Han Xiuzhu do it, one is that there are no ingredients, and the other is that the cooking skills are not good.

Even the imperial chef can't do anything fancy if he only gives cabbage and potatoes.

He Daqing took the opportunity to show his hand.

Boiled pork slices, chopped pepper fish head, fish head tofu soup, oily prawns, sweet and sour pork tenderloin and other dishes

Let the children sweat profusely after eating, and enjoy it.

Xu Mofei praised, "Old He, your skills are really amazing."

"I heard that your ancestor was an imperial cook."

"It really is extraordinary."

Han Xiuzhu was a little shy, but she proved how much she likes to eat with practical actions.

The soup is all gone.

Not for anything else.

Whether it's in the city or the countryside.

On which table, there is no meat dish all year round.

I can't eat such a good meal during the holidays.

What's more, it's the chef's handwriting.

That's easy.

Qiufeng said, "Uncle He, if it weren't for you, we wouldn't be able to eat these delicious foods in our dreams."

Qiu Yun kept nodding her head in agreement and said, "You should come here often."

Qiuhong herself is very satisfied with He Daqing's cooking skills.

It seems that it is good to have a cook at home.

How many years has it been since I had such a sumptuous meal?

It must be about ten years.

It was not liberated then.

At that time, Qiu Hong's family was still a capitalist.

The family employs servants, cooks, and even full-time drivers and gardeners.

Alas, gone forever.

Qiu Hong misses the days when she was a rich lady.

You don't have to worry about everything.

Nowadays, life is getting more and more chaotic.

Hard to top.

After eating, He Da counted a cigarette and walked outside the house.

I plan to go back to the courtyard after smoking this cigarette.

Qiu Hong came out.

Said, "Brother, let's go for a walk."

He Daqing was stunned, and asked, "Is it possible?"

"Really suitable?"

"Aren't you afraid that the neighbors will see it and talk about it behind your back?"

Qiu Hong rolled his eyes at him.

This bad old man put on this outfit again.

Take a walk with him this time.

Just didn't treat him as an outsider.

I want to be with him seriously.

So, it doesn't matter if people see it.