Siheyuan: If I marry Qin Huairu, I will become stronger by showing off.

"You treat me to food? Who are you?"

"My name is Wu Youde. I am new to the courtyard. I will live in the west wing of the central courtyard."

"Wude? Hey, kid, why did you get such a name?"

"It's not that I have no virtue, I have virtue. I have it!"

"You still call yourself Wu De?"

The deaf old lady squinted her eyes at Wu Youde and shook her head repeatedly, "I think you are quite smart and have a lively mind. If you are not virtuous, then you are not virtuous. I can't control that much about the old lady..."

"Hey, why does this courtyard smell so bad? I was sleeping and it was all smelly."

"Who is so wicked that they use their yard as a toilet!"

Wu Youde had a dark look on his face, thinking that this deaf old lady was really not that simple.

As soon as they meet each other, they give themselves a hard time.

With the appearance of the deaf old lady, this farce finally ended.

He Yuzhu helped her back to the backyard and told her what happened. The others went back to their homes. It was already dark and no one had eaten.

But tonight, everyone in the hospital didn't eat much.

The scene in the afternoon was really exciting!

Yellow, green, black, thin, thick, and striped...

Countless broken fragments linger in everyone's minds repeatedly.

That night, everyone in the courtyard yelled at home that Jia and Zhang deserved it!

As for Wu Youde, his appetite was also affected. Although he planned the incident at the beginning, the direction of the incident was so bizarre that he did not expect it.

There is no place to stay in the courtyard for the time being. The stench can kill a person. It is no different from a toilet.

Wu Youde left the courtyard and planned to find some food outside, preferably without color.

After leaving the courtyard, go east along the alley...

Speaking of which, Wu Youde hasn't had a good time around the courtyard area yet.

He wandered and walked, and soon he came to the front door.

"what?"

Suddenly, the sign of a shop on the street attracted his attention.

The shop is not big, with only two doors. There is a lantern and a cloth hanging on each door.

The wooden sign hanging on the east side reads: Hejia Laojiu.

Hejia old wine?

Wu Youde murmured to himself, hesitated for a moment, then walked in.

The room was very lively and bright.

There were seven or eight Eight Immortals tables, each with an oil lamp. At this time, there were already five tables of guests, all chatting happily, and the room was buzzing with people.

Wu Youde walked in without attracting much attention.

He looked around for a while, then walked to the counter to see what kind of wine was on offer.

"My guest is here, what would you like to drink?"

An old man with small eyes and balding head immediately asked, with a smile on his face.

"What's there?" Wu Youde asked.

"Home-brewed Nuerhong, a craft passed down from our ancestors!"

"Gone?"

"Gone!"

Hey, just this kind of wine, you ask me what to drink?

Wu Youde was speechless, looking at the old man, he looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere...

"Okay, let's take half a catty first. Is there anything to eat?"

"Boiled peanuts."

"Gone?"

"Gone."

Wu Youde had no choice but to order another two kilograms of boiled peanuts and found an empty table to sit down.

The wine and peanuts are ready and served in minutes.

Wu Youde didn't feel like eating for the time being, so he poured a cup of wine, picked it up and drank it all.

This wine...

Wu Youde smacked his mouth twice and frowned slightly. The taste was quite bland.

Could it be that the alcohol content of this wine is relatively low?

He secretly thought that this was not impossible. After all, various techniques were relatively backward these days, and it was very difficult to brew high-strength wine.

It is difficult to set up a small private workshop.

"Old man He, the business of your tavern is so good, why don't you find a new partner? I will help you warm your bed at night, and collect your drinks during the day. How good is it to kill two birds with one stone?"

"Hahaha, Old Man He must be thinking that his son probably doesn't agree and his arms can't twist his thighs!"

"Nonsense! Can my son still be my master?"

A middle-aged man slammed the table and shouted: "Old man He, tell me, does that boy Yongqiang not agree with you looking for another room?"

"If that's the case, call him here tomorrow and I'll talk to him!"

"Ah, yes, there is Mr. Niu. Mr. Niu is here to help. If one of you is worth two, I will make sure that Old He, you will happily get married again and give birth to a fat boy next year."

"Hahaha……"

The crowd burst into laughter and was noisy.

Wu Youde, who was drinking, suddenly shuddered and suddenly raised his head to look at the person who just slapped the table.

This man is very well dressed, yes he is very well dressed.

In this summer, everyone wears coarse cloth jackets or white vests, and some wear short sleeves, but few people also wear long robes.

Wu Youde met two people today, one was Chen Changsheng and the other was a deaf old lady.

Now this Mr. Niu is also wearing a black robe, buttoned up to the bottom of his neck.

The hair was also combed meticulously, half to the left and half to the right.

Oil head! !

This particular style is as good as that of a deaf old lady.

However, what shocked Wu Youde the most was the name everyone called him.

Mr. Niu?

And Old Man He’s son, Yongqiang...

He Yongqiang.

A tavern owner.

What the hell!

This is not that...

Are you from Little Women under the Zhengyang Gate? ? ?

Wu Youde was shocked. This discovery shocked him.

It seems that there are not only the Qingman Siheyuan here, but also the little girl under the Zhengyang Gate.

It's right to think about it carefully. Zhengyangmen also has a common name, which is Qianmen. It is now 1952, and I am at Qianmen again. It is normal for me to meet this group of people.

After thinking silently for a while, Wu Youde felt relieved.

No matter what, I have a system anyway and I can't let it go bad.

Since there is also a little girl from the Zhengyang Sect here, it seems to be more interesting...

The coquettish, charming and enchanting Chen Xueru.

Xu Huizhen is a smart, capable, strong and unyielding woman.

There is also the little village girl, the fake green tea Xu Huizhi...

Thinking of this, Wu Youde suddenly had a bold idea in his mind. What would it be like if sisters Xu Huizhen and Xu Huizhi were in the same room?

Are they competing with each other?

Or work together?

It’s a bit interesting~

Wu Youde drank another cup of wine. The wine tasted slightly weak. He now knew what was going on. It was not low-alcohol wine, but water.

This is Old Man He's routine operation.

If you want to drink undiluted wine, you have to wait until he is pissed off and Xu Huizhen takes over the tavern.

While drinking, I thought about these things, and time passed quickly.

In the blink of an eye, most of the people in the tavern were gone.

After Wu Youde finished eating the last peanut, he stood up and wandered away.

When he was about to go out, he suddenly turned back and came to the counter.

"Mr. He, is my brother Yongqiang married?"

"Ok?"

Old Man He looked up at him, feeling a little confused, but he still shook his head.

"No, what, you have a sister at home who you want to introduce?"

Oh, what a beautiful thought!

Wu Youde was amused and said with a smile: "Do you want a twenty-year-old son?"

After saying that, without waiting for Old Man He to reply, he turned around and left.

Old Man He spent a long time thinking about it alone, and then he figured out what it meant to have a twenty-year-old son...

"Hey, you little bastard, are you making fun of me?"

"Come back here!"

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