Siheyuan, I want to lie down but I become a tool

The next morning, after dinner, when the little girl said goodbye to her friends in tears, Zhang Xingwang took the mother and daughter on bicycles back to the city. There was nothing special along the way, and they returned home quickly.

After returning home, mother Wang Xiulan went straight to the chicken coop and looked at the chicks again and again before she breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that she had been worried about them for the past two days.

It was about twelve o'clock, no one was home, and Wang Xiulan had already started cooking. After dinner, Zhang Xingwang was exhausted after riding his bicycle all morning.

I thought there was no need to rush, so why not give myself half a day off, and then I just lay down and enjoyed myself.

When the family came back in the evening, Zhang Xingwang started to interrogate the second sister, staring at her closely and asking her questions:

"Second sister, how is your work going recently? Have you been wronged or anything?"

"I haven't been wronged, and the logistics are not too busy, so I have a lot of free time."

The second sister was stunned for a moment and spoke slowly.

Zhang Xingwang thought to himself that if he continued asking indirect questions at the speed his second sister was speaking, it would probably be dawn before he finished asking. So he asked directly:

"Second sister, I heard that you are quite familiar with Xiao Liu, the street clerk?"

After listening to this, the second sister lowered her head and stopped talking. All that was seen was a pair of ears that were slowly turning red.

Zhang Xingwang saw that something must be wrong, so he asked:

"Second sister, are you not dating him anymore?"

"no"

This time, the second sister answered directly, but her voice sounded a little choked.

Zhang Xingwang came closer and was about to ask more questions, but he heard the second sister's suppressed crying. Wang Xiulan and the eldest sister saw this and came over to hug the second sister and began to comfort her.

The eldest sister was even more angry and said viciously:

"Did Xiao Liu bully you again? I saw him hiding in the Pigeon Market and I felt that he was not a good person. I will help you vent your anger tomorrow."

"No, why would he bully me?"

The second sister fell silent after she finished speaking, which made it difficult for Zhang Xingwang to handle this.

It seems that my second sister must have dated the other person, and my eldest sister should know something about it. Thinking about this, it is certain that I am the clown. It seems that both sisters have stories, and they all ended after I became seriously ill.

But how did my second sister, who went to pick wild vegetables every day, get to know the clerk and even have a relationship with him? This is a bit outrageous.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Wang Xiulan winking at him, so cleverly Zhang Xingwang pretended to go out for a walk.

I went to the toilet on the way, but before I went in, I heard the voices of Xu Damao and Sha Zhu coming from inside.

After listening to them for a while, they seemed to be bickering about the shaking spoon. It was amazing that they could talk about food in the toilet. I didn't go in. If they started PK, it would be bad if I got hurt by mistake.

Sure enough, after a while, Xu Damao covered his shoulders and said

"You wait for me!"

Then he disappeared in a flash.

Then Sha Zhu came out calmly, holding up his pants. When he saw Zhang Xingwang, he said proudly:

"That kid deserves to be punished"

Zhang Xingwang was speechless looking at Sha Zhu. Fortunately, Xu Damao covered his shoulders, otherwise he would have thought that the two of you were forcing a man in the bathroom.

At first, I was thinking about introducing my eldest sister to him, after all, he is also a homeowner. But after recalling the general plot, I quickly gave up this terrible idea.

How can I describe this silly Zhu? He is also a weirdo. He has his eyes on the pot while eating from the bowl. That is his basic behavior. He is also a frivolous person and gives people the impression that he is stubborn. But if he is stubborn, it would be fine. But when he meets a white lotus, he has no bottom line. He can't distinguish between good and bad, and likes to be a goody-goody.

To put it nicely, it was the subtle influence of the Lord of Morality and Qin Huairu. To put it bluntly, it was just that he had a lot of bad habits and was easily influenced by others. He had no strong opinions and would just follow whoever said something.

It's better to let my sister stay away from him. Looking at the smug Sha Zhu, Zhang Xingwang kindly reminded him:

"Brother Zhuzi, I heard that Xu Damao is getting married soon. You have to hurry up and can't be outdone by him."

I just wanted to remind him that I couldn't deliver all the express deliveries, and I didn't intend to get involved in his and Xu Damao's affairs. I thought they loved to compete with each other, so I decided to give him some motivation.

But when this guy heard this, he immediately became unhappy and opened his mouth:

"He wants to get married when he's like that. Stop wasting the girl's time."

Anyway, Zhang Xingwang just said it casually and ignored the angry Sha Zhu. He went to the toilet and went back.

When he returned home, he saw several women wiping their tears. His mother called him out and said she would find out what happened. When she told Zhang Xingwang about it, she was also crying.

My second sister met the clerk Liu Junming after the Chinese New Year. This young man was from a rural family and was the only child. His family conditions were not bad, and his old couple gritted their teeth and supported him to go to high school.

But this young man was smart and capable. He found the street office on his own and recommended himself to be a clerk, and got a job as a clerk. He was the pride of the old couple.

Not long after the New Year, when I was riding my bike to run some errands, I accidentally tore the crotch of my pants, and that’s how I met my second sister.

It was still cold at the time, so I was wearing thicker clothes. I was going to kick my legs backwards to get out of the car, but the movement was too big and I got caught on the hook of the back seat tie rope. Plus, the cotton pants had been in service for too long.

There was a "swish" sound, and a long gash appeared. The bag and hook tied to the back seat fell off, and the carbon inside spilled all over the floor.

Because of inertia, it collapsed completely, and the place where it was hooked seemed to have eyes. Starting from where the thigh was hooked, it went along the needle lines on both sides in parallel, from the crotch to the calf without any damage left.

The pitiful amount of cotton in the pants and an entire white and tender thigh were revealed, with a faint red mark on the leg from a scratch.

The sudden change left the young man at a loss. He was stunned for a long time, then quickly took off his cotton coat and covered his thighs. At this time, people were coming and going on the street. Although no one laughed in front of him, the laughter behind them made the snowflakes on the eaves fall down.

After a while, a group of people gathered around and started giving random advice, such as "run back with your legs together", "keep your head down and ride home quickly", "just run back with a mask on", "find a rope to tie yourself up and make do". None of them were useful.

Liu Junming thought about it for a long time but couldn't come up with a good solution. He was shivering from the cold.

The bicycle was provided by the street, so there's nothing wrong with just leaving it here. There's not even a tailor shop nearby. There's a group of people gathered around, but no one is willing to go back to get needles and thread to help. The weather is so cold, don't even think about asking people to lend you their coats.

This place is more than 10 miles away from the street. It's nonsense to ride a bike there. It's even more ridiculous to put down the bike and walk there. Not to mention whether you will freeze to death, the question is whether you should cover yourself with your upper body or your lower body.

The upper body is so cold that I can't stand it. The people on the street are crazy. They don't wear clothes and use them as skirts. Anyone can understand what's going on.

As for covering it, it’s better not to cover it. Just give it a quick death. You can’t really wear a mask.

No matter which one you choose, it will be no different from a parade. The only remaining issue is the method and duration of the parade.

After this trip, he probably won’t need to go out for two months. Many people at the street office know him already, and after the tour, he will become a celebrity in this area. God knows what nickname he will get.

At this critical moment, the second sister appeared. She had gone to the tailor shop to learn from others, and on her way back she saw everyone watching the fun.

However, my second sister, who was a bit socially anxious, didn't care about these things. She just took a subconscious look out of a woman's natural curiosity.