Siheyuan: Starting from Saving Qin Huai Ru

Chapter 669

In the blink of an eye, three years have passed.

Many things, big and small, happened in Sijiucheng, the rolling mill, and the courtyard.

What should be in the past has passed, and the intoxicating warm wind is now on its way.

A car drove into the compound and stopped in front of Zhu Hong's house.

No one greets you, it's like no one is home.

The door of the car was opened, and Zhu Hong and He Yuzhu, who were wearing cadre uniforms, got out of the car, took out the keys and entered the house with gifts.

As soon as they entered the door, Zhu Hong's father and mother were sitting on the sofa and talking. When they saw the two coming in, their reactions were completely different.

Without saying a word, Zhu Hong's mother stood up and entered the room, closing the door with a bang.

Zhu Hong's father smiled: "Yu Zhu is here? Come here, let's talk."

Seeing his father being so close to He Yuzhu, Zhu Hong couldn't help but smiled, and patted He Yuzhu on the back: "Go, I'll go to the kitchen to clean up, and I'll let my mother cook something delicious for you later."

He Yuzhu smiled and sat down to talk to Zhu Hong's father.

"I didn't expect that you can still contribute to Zhu Hong's affairs, which makes me admire you!" Zhu Hong's father sighed, and handed He Yuzhu a cigarette, "Zhu Hong's mother always thought that you are the kind of sweet talker!" people, and tricked our precious good daughter."

"If it wasn't for Zhu Hong, she would have thought of fighting hard with you."

"This time, she really changed her mind about you. Just now she was saying, I really didn't expect you to have such abilities. If you are like this, at least Zhu Hong is not in vain with you, at least there is no mistake entrusted to the mess people!"

While passing the cigarette, Zhu Hong's father said a lot.

He Yuzhu took the cigarette with a smile, but didn't smoke.

Seeing his still youthful appearance, Zhu Hong's father laughed again: "You still don't smoke?"

"Well, I still don't smoke."

"No wonder you look so young. You don't smoke at all, and you only drink alcohol a few times a year. I didn't believe it when people said that you can live longer if you don't smoke and drink. Now that I see you, I believe it." Zhu Hong's father sighed with emotion and had a great time talking.

Just a few days ago, during Zhu Hong's crucial promotion, He Yuzhu actually exerted his strength from a distance, allowing a person surnamed Su to give him important support, allowing Zhu Hong to successfully cross a hurdle.

This incident really shocked Zhu Hong's parents.

Especially Zhu Hong's mother, who really did not expect that He Yuzhu could do what Zhu Hong's father could not interfere with.

While He Yuzhu and Zhu Hong's father were talking, Zhu Hong cleaned up the dishes in the kitchen, walked to the sofa, and whispered to He Yuzhu with a smile: "My mother prepared chicken, fish, and pork..."

After finishing speaking, he blinked and knocked on the door: "Mom, are you coming out to cook?"

The door opened, and Zhu Hong's mother looked cold: "I don't know how to cook, let someone who can cook do it!"

Zhu Hong supported her mother, and said half coquettishly: "Oh, my god, why don't you know how to cook? I grew up eating your cooking!"

"Whoever cooks is not as delicious as yours!"

"I cook delicious food?" Zhu Hong's mother looked annoyed, "Why don't you listen to what I say when you eat the food I cook?"

"Oh, mom, why are you so good at turning over old scores?" Zhu Hong pushed her mother to the kitchen, and at the same time suppressed a smile at He Yuzhu and Zhu Hong's father, winking.

You always have to save face.

Zhu Hong's mother half-pushed and entered the kitchen to start cooking.

Only then did Zhu Hong sit back, and sat next to He Yuzhu, leaning against him without hesitation.

"What did you just say?"

He Yuzhu smiled: "I didn't say anything, Uncle Zhu said, I'm fine if I don't smoke and drink."

Zhu Hong nodded: "It's pretty good, now you don't even have a wrinkle, and you look just like my brother, haha!"

He Yuzhu nodded thoughtfully: "Yes, it seems a little too young."

"After all, I'm already middle-aged...too young and not steady."

"What is prudence and not prudence!" When Zhu Hong mentioned this topic, she became angry, "This time, it is because someone said that I am not prudent enough, that I am not married and have a family, which is a big loss!"

"It's so annoying!"

"If it wasn't for Brother Yuzhu, I wouldn't be able to pass this time!"

Zhu Hong's father nodded and asked, "What's going on with that comrade named Su?"

He Yuzhu smiled and said, "I'm a good friend who can be trusted."

"Which leader is it..." Zhu Hong's father asked softly.

"Neither one, but my friend." He Yuzhu said.

Zhu Hong's father was stunned, and repeated: "It's just your friend?"

He Yuzhu nodded.

Zhu Hong's father took a deep puff of a cigarette, and there were only four words in his mind: the younger generation is awesome.

This is really amazing.

Without the influence of other people, He Yuzhu can have his own real "friend", and the situation of this friend is even higher.

I already admired He Yuzhu, but now I appreciate him even more.

"Zhu Hong, take out my bottle of wine, I'll have a drink with Yu Zhu!"

He Yuzhu stood up immediately: "Uncle Zhu, don't waste it! I don't know how to taste wine. Drinking your wine is pure waste!"

"Besides, I have to visit the big leader's house later, so I don't want to smell of alcohol on my body."

Zhu Hong's father nodded when he heard the words, and stopped persuading: "This is the business, the business matters!"

He shouted to the kitchen again: "Hurry up and cook, Yuzhu has business to do this afternoon!"

An impatient response came from the kitchen: "Ask again, come in and sit by yourself!"

Afterwards, the pots and pans were clanging, which in the end speeded up the cooking.

After a while, the food was ready and served on the table.

Zhu Hong's mother sat aside with a straight face, not speaking.

Zhu Hong whispered a few words of persuasion, and then Zhu Hong's mother's chest heaved violently, and she let out a long breath.

"He Yuzhu."

"Well, tell me, auntie." He Yuzhu said seriously.

"You—" Zhu Hong's mother opened her mouth, but she didn't say anything after all, "Forget it, hurry up and eat! Don't you have something to do in the afternoon? Eat!"

He Yuzhu nodded: "Okay, Auntie, you are good at crafting, I will learn from you."

Zhu Hong's mother's face softened slightly, and she stopped talking.

"Mom, you can eat too." Zhu Hong advised her.

Zhu Hong's mother shook her head, and said something to Zhu Hong's father: "Old Zhong's daughter-in-law is born, and tomorrow he will set up a few tables at his house to entertain friends and relatives. I said we have to go to someone."

"Are you going or me?"

Zhu Hong's father smiled and said, "How can I go to this kind of thing? Don't we always go to your mother in our family? Is the girl born in his family still a kid?"

"I gave birth to a girl and named her Xiaoai." Zhu Hong's mother said.

As he spoke, he felt a little sad: "Don't worry about girls and boys, as long as you have one at home, that's fine."

(End of this chapter)