Siheyuan: After being robbed of her marriage, she married Zheng Juan backhandedly

Huang Zeliang is very popular in Cheng's family.

First, he was Zheng Guangming's classmate.And they still live in the same dormitory with Zheng Guangming.

Since the two brothers were rescued by Cheng Zhiguo, there was a small house for the two brothers in the Cheng family.

Now his younger brother Huang Zeming goes to and from school with Cheng Yueyao, and Zheng Juan is responsible for picking them up every day.

The two orphans are very lucky to have met Cheng Zhiguo.

Second, his academic performance is not good.However, he has learned from Cheng Zhiguo's skills in cooking, and now he basically cooks all the meals at home.

But this kid just can't cook Zheng Juan's best dishes.

Zheng's mother often said that this child is really good at life, how could he not cook those simple dishes well?

Obviously it's just to save face for Zheng Juan.

So whenever Zheng Juan was about to cook, everyone enthusiastically praised the chef's skills.

Even Cheng Peng, the most straightforward, said that the dishes cooked by his mother were better than brother Zeliang.

Zheng Guangming, on the other hand, has no talent for cooking at all. He either burns into black charcoal or treats sugar as salt every time.

After eating, everyone forbade him to go into the kitchen again.

Only Cheng Zhiguo could see that he didn't want to steal the limelight from his classmates and brothers.

It can be said that when the two are together, they learn from each other and grow from each other.

Cheng Zhiguo thought it was a very good seedling.

After dinner, Cheng Zhiguo and Huang Zeliang were washing dishes in the kitchen.

"Master, I want to take advantage of the vacation to meet that Qianmen for a while."

Cheng Zhiguo didn't speak, but just responded lightly.

This is equivalent to letting him go. Huang Zeliang excitedly finished washing the dishes, and immediately went back to the room to prepare for the next work.

The next day, before dawn, he went out.

What he didn't know was that he hadn't been out for long.

Cheng Zhiguo followed him out, hanging behind him far away.

"Hey, it seems that I still have to work hard, after all, I still don't feel relieved to let him come by himself."

Cheng Zhiguo didn't want to pay attention to this so-called Qianmen, no matter whether this so-called Jianghu person really existed.

This has nothing to do with him.

But after listening to the information Ding Haohao reported to him, he thought that this so-called Qianmen should be a gang that gathered a lot of evil deeds, so he changed his mind.

In his eyes, these people should be thrown into the system's small black room to speed up time and be used as fertilizer for the system's land.

That's why he was willing to let Huang Zeliang handle this matter.

On the other hand, he also wanted to see what the nature of this seemingly playful child was.

He followed Huang Zeliang into a crowded market.

This used to be a ghost market many years ago. After these years of catastrophe, it survived.

Now it has developed into a grocery market in a nearby block, and it has a tendency to develop into the largest trading market in this area.

There are all kinds of people in the grocery market, some are selling goods, some are looking at goods, and there are many idle boys squatting on the ground to pick up cigarette butts.

When these teenagers saw Huang Zeliang coming, they all stood up.

"Brother Liang!"

The sound was a little tidy, which scared the hawkers near the market.

"Fuck me, which family do these little kids belong to? They scared your father and me to death..."

Huang Zeliang ignored the vendors, waved to the children, and walked to the other side.

"Brother Liang, we have found out. There is a soldier in the house next door to me. He said that he had indeed heard of an organization called Qianmen when he was causing trouble."

Several children squatted down and talked quietly.

And the voice from the market immediately overshadowed what they were saying.

Cheng Zhiguo was lying on the roof above their heads and heard what they said.

"Well, it seems that this organization was not invented by the so-called old man."

At this time, Huang Zeliang also understood that the organization he was facing was real.

But there was no worry on his face, on the contrary, he became more and more excited.

The other teenagers were just like him, all eager to try, and there was an aura of gathering in Liangshan to prepare for a big fight.

"Little Fatty, have you found out where those Qianmen hang out a lot?"

Huang Zeliang asked a little fat man.

Xiaopang was a little embarrassed at this time.

"Brother, I didn't inquire about Qianmen, but I inquired about a teahouse that the soldiers used to like to go to most."

Hearing this, several other teenagers blamed Xiaopang one after another.

"You bastard, you are the one who eats the most, but you are the least able to do things."

"That's right, we all found out, but you didn't. You're a foodie."

Huang Zeliang prevented everyone from accusing Xiaopang.

"Everyone is a partner, and Xiaopang also has his advantages. This news is not a bad thing for us, at least we can go there to find out the news."

Then, under the leadership of Xiaopang, several teenagers came to a teahouse.

"Come on, make up the money. See how much money we have on us, whether it's enough to get in."

At this time, Xiaopang asked several teenagers to take out the change from their pockets, but Huang Zeliang stopped him again.

"It's okay, I have it here. My teacher's wife has given me this week's living expenses."

"Master? Boss, you finally succeeded in apprenticeship? Does that mean that we will also be apprentices to Master Cheng?"

Hearing the joyous voices of these teenagers, Cheng Zhiguo couldn't help feeling dizzy.

He also knew Huang Zeliang's friends, although they were not orphans like Huang Zeliang.

But it's about the same.

Either there is a sick person in the family, or he didn't study for a long time and went out to mix with the society.

That is to say, Xiaopang's family is a little better, and there is a grandma in her seventies.

In his opinion, these teenagers were all victims of the catastrophe in those years.

They were all children from well-to-do families, but they were reduced to this all at once.

After the children had entered the tea, it was inconvenient for Cheng Zhiguo to enter.

He flashed to the back door of the teahouse, opened it quietly, and slipped in.

The voices of people in the teahouse and the voices of storytellers are mixed together.

A few teenagers mixed in, but not many people noticed.

Most of these people are in their thirties, and they seem to be idlers from the mixed society, and none of them are regular.

Several children ran to the corner and found a table where the guests had just left.

Xiaopang deftly picked up the pot of tea that the guest made just now and smelled it.

"Puer, good tea."

Another boy ran into the hall again, got a pot of hot water, and scalded several cups on the table.

Add water to Xiaopang's teapot.

At this time, they heard the bragging of these social people who had been soldiers.

"I heard that the old man is very powerful. He can drive tigers and beasts away. I don't know how many people were scared to death back then."