Siheyuan: The more excited you are, the more excited I am

Lin Fan wanted to laugh a little. He just wanted to boost his mood, but he didn't expect his co-workers to take him seriously.

Nothing can stand up to scrutiny. The more you ponder about it, the more wrong it becomes. Just like the reading comprehension in Chinese language in later generations, the more you think about it, the more biased your understanding becomes. It’s also like the plot analysis in later movies. The more you analyze, the more profound the meaning becomes. In fact, ? The author and screenwriter didn't think too much about it, it was all made up of imagination.

"Okay, let's continue working, don't delay the factory's production!"

Lin Fan quickly stopped. He was afraid that if the workers continued to think about it, they would think of horror stories.

"Lin Fan, tell me honestly, were you just arrogant and making silly arrangements?"

Fang Dahai looked at Lin Fan in confusion.

"I'm a scholar, and scholars like to explore deep meanings. Isn't this normal? You can't say that I'm being stupid. You can only say that I'm thinking divergently and imagining things reasonably!"

Lin Fan wanted to make a quibble.

"Come on, don't think that I don't know your culture. Why are you and I pretending to be so?"

Fang Dahai ruthlessly broke the lie, which made Lin Fan a little embarrassed.

"Dad, if you see through it but don't tell it, we are still good husband-in-law!"

Lin Fan said to Fang Dahai resentfully.

"Forget it, let's work!"

Fang Dahai didn't go into details when he heard what he said. Anyway, Silly Zhu has taken many scapegoats, so it doesn't matter if Lin Fan arranges a new one for him, right?

Lin Fan just fished until he got off work. During this period, the mood of the workers was one after another. Lin Fan didn't know what they were thinking about. The mood swings were so big. Idiot, you should be lucky, Amitabha. !

"Brother Lin Fan, are you happy?"

On the way to get off work, Fang Meng was a little curious when he saw Lin Fan who kept snickering while riding his bicycle.

"Is it obvious?"

Lin Fan asked belatedly.

"That's for sure. Your teeth are showing when you smile. Tell me!"

Fang Meng nodded repeatedly, unable to suppress the curiosity in his heart.

"It's nothing, I just added fuel to the fire that Sha Zhu likes men. It may soon be spread that Sha Zhu not only likes Jia Dongxu but also likes Xu Damao. But I didn't mean it. It's all because the co-workers are too divergent in their thinking. , I can’t control it at all!”

Speaking of this, Lin Fan was also a little helpless. This was not his intention, but it was too late to say anything now.

The two returned to the courtyard, where Yan Bugui was playing with his pots of flowers.

"Third uncle, the flowers you grow are very beautiful. Give me two pots and I will put them on the kitchen window sill to grow them!"

Lin Fan said to Yan Bugui with a smile.

"Ah? I'll give it to you with two pots! Lin Fan, look at you, you don't know how to grow flowers. How can you put the flowers on the kitchen window sill? Won't they all wither when they are smoked by the oil smoke?"

Yan Bugui's face twitched. He only planted six pots of flowers in total, and Lin Fan only planted two pots. It was no less than carving out the flesh in his heart.

"It's okay. I'll ask you for it again when you're tired!"

Lin Fan said indifferently.

"Kill me. You ask me for it when it's wilted. I've taken care of it carefully for more than a month and have bloomed six pots of flowers. I can't withstand you for a few days!"

Yan Bugui had a wry smile on his face. This was no longer about carving out the flesh in his heart, but about stabbing him, pulling it out and stabbing him again.

"Okay, third uncle, I'm just teasing you. I'll make you feel distressed. Your own son doesn't have a few pots of flowers to kiss, does he?"

Lin Fan smiled, it would cost him a lot of space in the Peach Blossom Land, he just wanted to tease Yan Bugui.

"Who said that? This pot is given to you. You must take good care of it!"

Yan Bugui handed Lin Fan a pot of clivia.

"Clivia means elegance, longevity, and a humble gentleman. It can bring wealth to your family. I give it to you!"

"Hey, it's so rare for the third uncle to give me all these Clivias that can bring wealth. How embarrassing!"

Lin Fan was a little surprised, Yan Bugui changed his gender?

"Take it away quickly, I will regret it if I wait a little longer!"

Yan Bugui had a look of pain on his face and couldn't bear to look at it anymore, urging Lin Fan to take it away quickly.

Lin Fan smiled, this Yan Laojie was a bit interesting.

"Hahaha, okay, I'll take this Clivia away. Thank you, Third Uncle!"

Lin Fan took Clivia home. When Jia Zhang saw that there was an advantage to be taken, why not hurry up?

So she ran to Yan Bugui and laughed apologetically.

"Mr. Jia Zhang, please speak out if you have anything to say, don't smile at me, I'll panic!"

Yan Bugui looked up and saw a bloated face approaching him, smiling at him. He was so frightened that he almost threw the potted plant in his hand.

"Third uncle, you can also give me a pot of flowers. I think your pot of roses is good, so give it to me!"

Mrs. Jia Zhang was talking to herself, and as she spoke, she started to snatch the rose from Yan Bugui's hand.

"Gungungun, if you want my rose, are you worthy?"

Yan Bugui quickly opened Mrs. Jia Zhang's hand and gave Lin Fan a pot of Clivia which made his flesh hurt. Who the hell does Mrs. Jia Zhang want her own flowers?

"Third uncle, you are wrong. We are all neighbors. Why should you send flowers to Lin Fan's family but not mine? Do you look down on my Jia family?"

"No matter how good you are, you are not worthy of being compared with Lin Fan. Don't you have any self-awareness? Just save it!"

Yan Bugui glanced at Jia Zhang with disdain. This old godly woman really didn't know anything about it.

"What's wrong with me? Everyone carries a head on their shoulders. Why is Lin Fan taller than me?"

Jia Zhang said indignantly.

"You don't care what he is like. I raise these flowers. I can give them to whomever I want. It's up to you. You can buy or plant the flowers yourself if you want, but don't come to me!"

Yan Bugui didn't argue with her, and just said that he was not willing to give it.

"Mom, what's wrong with you? Why are you quarreling with the third uncle? Come back with me quickly!"

Qin Huairu heard that Jia Zhang was arguing with someone and quickly ran out to check.

"Why are you going back? Yan Laoji dares to look down on my Jia family. I have to have a good fight with him today!"

In this courtyard, Jia Zhang had never been afraid of anyone except Lin Fan.

"Don't talk about it. If you don't give it, you won't give it. What can you do to me?"

Yan Bugui looked at Jia Zhang with disgust.

"You and I!"

Jia Zhang found that she really couldn't take advantage of Yan Bu Gui.

It's all Lin Fan's bad start. He was the first one to be immune to his own tricks, rolling around, and frightening people. Now everyone is following his example and no one takes him seriously.

Thinking back to those days, she, Jia Zhang, was the most unprovoked person in the courtyard, and no one dared to argue with her, otherwise she would pester him to death with her nonsense.

Now, even Yan Bugui, who doesn't like to cause trouble the most, dares not to take him seriously.

"Lin Fan, it's all your fault!"

Jia Zhang was filled with grief and anger and shouted loudly.

"Old Qian woman, why are you calling me? Be careful, I will slap you!"

Lin Fan pushed open the kitchen window sill and stuck his head out. Although he didn't see Jia Zhang, he still cursed.

"Forehead……"

Jia Zhang didn't dare to speak anymore, and Yan Bugui snickered from the side, making her feel a little embarrassed.

"Mom, go home and eat quickly!"

"Yes, eat, I want to eat!"

Mrs. Jia Zhang walked down the steps given by Qin Huairu and trotted back home.