Siheyuan: Survival Guide for Courtyard No. 95

Things really developed just as Zhao Shanhe had expected. In the next few days, when Sha Zhu had food at home, it was fine. As soon as he gave the lunch box to Qin Huairu, Chen Xueru asked He Yushui to come to their house for dinner.

Zhao Shanhe had been back to work for several days after his vacation ended, and Sha Zhu finally reacted, not knowing whether it was someone else who told him or he had awakened on his own.

One evening in mid-December, Sha Zhu returned to the courtyard with the sheep's face that he had seized in the canteen at noon. As he entered the yard, he was blocked by Qin Huairu.

"Zhu Zi is off work, what delicious food did you bring back today?"

Sha Zhu raised the lunch box wrapped in a net bag in his hand and replied with a cocky look on his face.

"This is a rare and delicious dish today, scallion-fried lamb face. Sister Qin, you should have never eaten it, right?"

Qin Huairu was a girl from the countryside. The last time she drank mutton soup was the first time in her life. How could she have the chance to eat a sheep's face?

However, she knew Sha Zhu's habits too well, and her expression changed when she saw his smug look.

"Look at what you said. Your sister Qin has never eaten this thing. You won't look down on me, right?"

Sha Zhu couldn't bear to see Qin Huairu sad and unhappy, so when he saw the other person's face change, he immediately wanted to hand over the lunch box. However, he still had a little conscience. He remembered that his sister hadn't eaten mutton for a while, and he was a little reluctant to give up the sheep's face in the lunch box.

Seeing that her previous green tea tactics had no effect, Qin Huairu knew that the contents of the lunch box must be extraordinary. She immediately stepped forward, hugged one of Sha Zhu's arms with both hands, and scratched it a few times with a light bulb.

"Zhu Zi, what does sheep's face taste like? Is it delicious?

Sister Qin, I come from the countryside and have never heard of this dish. How about you give me some so I can take it back and try it?"

Shazhu felt a little dizzy at this time. He might not be seasick or carsick, but he was born with light sickness.

He felt a soft touch on his arm again and again, squeezing his brain so hard that it almost deprived him of oxygen. He stuffed the lunch box into Qin Huairu's arms again and ran into the middle courtyard without looking back.

"Sister Qin, take this lunch box back and eat it. I'm going back first."

Zhao Shanhe didn't turn on the lights in his room. He clearly saw Qin Huairu weighing the lunch box in his hand through the window, and he knew that He Yushui would have to come and eat again today.

It was still the same old three things: cornmeal steamed bread, pork elbow slices from Tianfuhao, and pickled vegetables from Liubiju. Zhao Shanhe was helpless about this. He really didn't dare to make it better, for fear that the rain would see it and he wouldn't dare to pick up his chopsticks.

When Chen Xueru and Hou Kui returned home, he told them that Sha Zhu's lunch box was taken away by Qin Huairu again. The three of them waited for He Yushui to come. About ten minutes later, He Yushui ran from the middle courtyard to Zhao Shanhe's house. As soon as he entered the house, he asked Chen Xueru to sit at the dining table, and the four of them began to eat.

Zhao Shanhe asked curiously while eating.

"Yushui, your brother's lunch box was given to the Jia family again today. What will he eat tonight?"

He Yushui had a few meals at Zhao Shanhe's house and no longer felt awkward.

"When I came out, I saw him go to the cellar and get a cabbage. He should have cut it into pieces. I really don't understand what my brother is thinking. He gave good food to other families and ended up starving at home. What's his purpose?"

Zhao Shanhe would never tell He Yushui that your brother has a crush on Qin Huairu. Jia Dongxu is still alive at this time. If he said so, it would be obvious that he was trying to sow discord.

Chen Xueru had no habit of giving face to Sha Zhu, so she spoke directly.

"Your brother's lunch box was only given to Qin Huairu. Look at the other people in the yard. Who else has eaten your brother's lunch box? Is there any need to think about what's going on here? Everyone has seen it, but no one has said anything."

He Yushui is, after all, a second-year junior high school student and still has some basic thinking ability. He became suspicious after hearing what Chen Xueru said.

"Could it be that my brother likes Qin Huairu? No way, doesn't Sister Qin have Brother Dongxu?"

Zhao Shanhe gave Chen Xueru a look, meaning that you should stop talking, as everyone knows it and you are the only one who talks too much.

Chen Xueru felt that this matter must be made known to the other person's sister, so she ignored Zhao Shanhe's eye contact. Just as she was about to continue speaking, she heard a knock on the door, accompanied by Sha Zhu's loud voice.

"Zhao Shanhe, is my family's rainwater here?"

Zhao Shanhe shrugged at Chen Xueru and He Yushui with a signature 21st century gesture, then stood up to open the door.

"Silly Zhu, Yu Shui is having dinner at my house, what do you want to talk to him about?"

Sha Zhu felt that He Yu Shui had brought shame to the He family by eating at the neighbor's house, so he broke into the house and scolded He Yu Shui.

"Why did you come to Zhao Shanhe's house to eat? It's not like there's no food at home. Aren't you embarrassing our He family?"

He Yushui thought her brother would say something when he entered the room, but she didn't expect that what she was greeted with was an unreasonable scolding. The anger that had been pent up for a long time erupted directly.

"Do you still know how to save face for our He family? You gave away all the lunch boxes you brought back from the factory, and the noodle jar at home is almost empty. What do you want me to eat?"

He Yushui originally wanted to ask his brother whether he liked Qin Huairu, but then he thought it better to give his brother some face. The houses in this yard have poor sound insulation, and if they quarreled over this matter, his brother would not be able to live in this yard anymore.

Seeing that He Yushui didn't listen to him again, Sha Zhu's temper flared up again, and he stretched out his hand to pull He Yushui back. Zhao Shanhe saw that this was unacceptable and thought, "How can you do this in my room? Do you think I'm a dead person?"

When he gently pressed on Sha Zhu's arm, Sha Zhu felt as if his arm was broken and he couldn't exert any strength at all.

Zhao Shanhe used his clever strength to pull Sha Zhu out of the house, then followed him out and said.

"Silly Zhu, I don't care how you act at home, but this is my home, so I advise you to behave yourself.

My wife couldn't stand your sister getting cold water to fill her stomach when she was hungry, so she let her come to my house for a meal. If you really want to save face, you should think about how to make He Yushui full.

I don't know what's wrong with you as a cook. Other people's cuts are enough to feed their families, but it's the other way around when it comes to you."

After Zhao Shanhe finished speaking, he closed the door and went back into the house. It was quite cold outside and he didn't like the cold wind blowing into the house.

If someone else had said this to Sha Zhu, he would definitely let the other person know what the Siheyuan God of War was, but Zhao Shanhe's move just now scared him, and he didn't want to experience the pain in his arm again.

After standing in front of the door for a while and seeing that Yu Shui had no intention of coming out, he returned to the central courtyard. He had not been completely brainwashed by Yi Zhonghai yet, and was still thinking about what He Yu Shui had just said.

After thinking about it, he finally figured out the root of the problem, which was that as soon as Sister Qin saw him bringing back delicious food, she would find a way to take the lunch box away. However, when he thought of the soft headlights, he was confused again.

Sister, lunch box, Sister Qin, headlight, this question is too difficult, I can't do it...

This is because Zhao Shanhe didn’t know Shazhu’s situation, otherwise he would definitely tell him what it means to be a bootlicker and never have a good death.