I messed up the Siheyuan

At the gate of No. 95 compound, Wang Ping squeezed the brake, supported himself on the ground with one leg, and stopped.

"Secretary An, your leg is injured. Don't move. I'll call someone to help."

After saying that, he glanced towards the yard and found that the eternal door god - Yan Fugui, had returned from get off work and was watering the flowers at the door!

"Uncle...quick! quick! quick!...come and help me..."

Hearing the sound, Yan Fugui quickly put down the kettle in his hand and ran over.

"Hirako..., what are you doing?"

"Hey!... Uncle..." Wang Ping urged, "Please help me hold the car first!"

"Oh!...Okay! Okay! Okay!..." Yan Fugui agreed and walked around Wang Ping and took the Fei Ge brand ladies' bicycle that he was holding with one hand.

Wang Ping, who had freed one hand, breathed a sigh of relief and said to the third uncle, "Third uncle, let me introduce you.

The person behind me is Officer An from the logistics department of the steel mill.

Secretary An, let me introduce it to you as well.

This Mr. Yan Fugui is a teacher at our factory's primary school, Red Star Primary School, and he is also the third uncle in our compound.

Yan Fugui parked the car, greeted An Ran, whose face was slightly red, and then looked at Wang Ping with a puzzled look.

Wang Ping did not dare to delay. He knew that he had to quickly explain the matter to Yan Fugui.

Otherwise, the rumor about Wang Ping bringing a girl home would spread throughout the No. 95 compound today!

"Uncle, let me tell you something!

Mr. Zhu and I are out here today to do some official business.

As a result, he accidentally fell.

The place where we had the accident is quite close to here.

I will bring Zhu here first and have him treated at my house."

At this time, Yan Fugui also saw An Ran's injured knee and immediately screamed, "Oh!..., there's blood, the injury is serious!... Pingzi, please help Secretary An in!

Don't worry about these two cars, I'll push them to the yard for you."

"Thank you for your hard work, Uncle." With that, Wang Ping got out of the car with one leg spread out, then stretched out his arm for An Ran to hold on to, and the two of them slowly walked into the courtyard.

......

Only when he sat safely in the chair in the room did Wang Ping let out a long sigh and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

It was a short distance from outside the compound to Wang Ping's home, and Wang Ping didn't dare to hug her or support her.

I could only let her hold her arm and walk slowly inside...

Therefore, the journey was extremely difficult.

"Secretary An, please drink a glass of water first, and then I'll take care of your wound..." As he said that, Wang Ping walked to the corner and picked up the thermos.

As a result, the light thermos made him look embarrassed.

There was no water in the thermos; he had forgotten to boil some water in the morning.

If you want to burn it now, you have to light the stove first...

Seeing Wang Ping's embarrassment, An Ran, who was sweating and thirsty, said sympathetically: "Comrade Wang, you... stop working, I'm not thirsty."

"Secretary An, don't worry, I have a way..." As he said that, he rushed into the inner room.

After deliberately making some noises of rummaging through drawers and cabinets, Wang Ping bought two cans of oranges from the system, took them in his hands, and walked out.

After all, An Ran is just a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old, and she still retains some of her innocence.

When she saw the can in Wang Ping's hand, she immediately became so excited that she almost forgot herself.

"Oh!... Canned fruit... Oranges... I haven't eaten canned oranges for a long time..." After saying this, she may have realized her own gaffe and her face turned red.

"As long as Secretary An likes it!" Wang Ping said with a smile, "I have two bottles here. We can each have one, just enough to quench our thirst."

After saying that, he found a tool, opened the lid, and placed a bottle in front of An Ran.

Seeing An Ran's hesitant expression, he patted his head again. "Look at my brain,...I forgot to take the spoon..."

Afterwards, Wang Ping found two spoons and handed one to An Ran.

Then he started.

However, as soon as he took a bite, he felt something was wrong.

An Ran sat there with a conflicted look on her face, with no intention of starting anything.

"This... Director An, what are you doing...?"

"Comrade Wang, this canned fruit is too expensive..." An Ran hesitated and said, "It's a bit inappropriate for you to treat me to this..."

"Inappropriate?" Wang Ping was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "You got hurt because you were doing something for me.

What's wrong with me treating you to a canned meal?

Besides, it’s just a can, it’s not that expensive!”

"A can... is all?" An Ran frowned, looked at Wang Ping in surprise, and said angrily: "Comrade Wang, do you know...

How difficult is it to get this kind of canned fruit nowadays?

you..."

"Hey, hey! ..., Secretary An, have you forgotten what I do?"

"What do you do?" An Ran asked blankly.

"Purchasing agent!" Wang Ping said arrogantly, "For others, canning oranges is not easy. But for me, it's a piece of cake."

"Really?" An Ran's eyes lit up and she said with a little excitement.

"Is that true? Secretary An, please don't doubt my professional ability, okay?"

"Tsk!..." Angie curled his lips but still didn't start eating.

“Secretary An, look…” Wang Ping advised again, “I have opened all the cans.

If you don't eat it, then I have to put it away.

If I leave it until tomorrow and it breaks, it will be such a shame!"

"Then...you can eat it tonight!" An Ran said hesitantly.

"This one is enough for me today." Wang Ping said with a smile: "Actually, I don't like this kind of canned food very much.

If there was no water at home and I was dying of thirst, I wouldn't have eaten it!"

"Okay then!...Since I don't eat it, it might be wasted...Then I'll eat a little..." An Ran said with some insincere words.

She first scooped a small spoonful of orange modestly and put it into her mouth.

But soon, her bright big eyes narrowed.

"How sweet!..."

After this sigh, her original hesitation and reserve were completely thrown behind her.

She puffed up her cheeks and began stuffing food into her mouth desperately.

Occasionally, there would be sounds like "Hmm! Hmm! Ah! Ah!"

Just like a piglet eating.

As a result, when Wang Ping had only half of the can left, the other person had already wiped his mouth and said, "It's so delicious!..."

"Uh!..." Wang Ping looked up in confusion and stared at her in astonishment.

An Ran's face flushed slightly.

Wang Ping pushed his half-empty can toward An Ran and said, "Secretary An, if that's not enough for you, I have more here."

"No! No!" An Ran's pretty face flushed red. "I... I'm done... Really, I'm really done."

"Secretary An, you don't have to be polite to me." Wang Ping continued, "Oh!... If you think I've had enough, I'll open another bottle for you."

These words made An Ran's eyes light up.

However, after taking a bottle, rationality returned to her mind.

"Comrade Wang, there's really no need. I'm really full..."

"Well... okay!... I'll go get something and help you treat your wound." With that, Wang Ping stood up and walked towards the inner room.

......

at this time!

After chatting with the old ladies in the alley for a whole day, Third Aunt finally decided to go home.

As soon as she stepped into the courtyard of No. 95, she started shouting at Yan Fugui who was watering the flowers.

"Old man, why are there two bicycles parked at the door?

Oh my! ...This is a ladies’ bicycle, and it’s pretty nice!”

"Oh!... I parked this for Pingzi." Yan Fugui said, "The big one belongs to Pingzi. The small one belongs to Pingzi's colleague."

"Colleague Hirako?"