Siheyuan: I stand for Xu Damao because he is my brother

She saw that Xu Yao was wearing a soft gauze shirt with a neatly tied collar and stiff corners. The two round white buttons on the cuffs matched the collar. She was also wearing a pair of black standard trousers with a straight trouser line like a sword.

On his feet he wore a pair of black standard leather shoes with square toe and thick heels, which were polished to a spotless finish.

The girl had neat short hair that reached her ears. The ends of her hair curled slightly inwards, and it was shiny black and not a single strand out of place. In addition, she had a black briefcase slung over her shoulder, the corners of which were specially reinforced with thick copper plates.

The identity of the cadre is about to be revealed...

"This is a shoulder bag, and this is a handbag. I made them myself, using the best materials and the most fashionable styles on the market. You won't find another bag like this in the market." The woman's attitude became more and more attentive.

Xu Yao did not reach out for her money. This was the experience Xu Damao brought back from the south: if you don’t want to buy it, don’t touch it, otherwise you may be easily cheated.

She looked at the shoulder bag in the woman's hand. It was a blue and white color scheme with an even color transition and no sense of incongruity. There was a thin strap sewn on it so it could be carried over the shoulder.

The zipper is golden, and you can tell at first glance that the material is good; the luster reflected under the sun is not dazzling at all.

What attracted her most about the bag was not these two places, but the four numbers "1988" in white letters on a blue background at the lower part of the front.

The more Xu Yao looked at it, the more she liked it. If it didn't have this set of numbers, the bag would look a bit old-fashioned; but with these four numbers added, it unexpectedly made her feel comfortable.

She asked tentatively, "How much is this bag?"

The eldest sister's eyes lit up: "Five dollars!"

Xu Yao pushed the cart away with a look of disdain on her face.

She thought of buying it because she saw that the older sister had a kind face and she really liked the bag.

But this guy treated her like a stick!

You dare to sell a bag made of denim for 5 yuan? You are crazy...

When the elder sister saw this, she regretted it so much that she wanted to slap herself twice. She ran after her in a panic, following Xu Yao eagerly: "Girl, look at how good the quality of my sewing is. I used a sewing machine to sew the stitches, so they are very dense. If you really want it, I can give you a discount."

Xu Yao stopped and said a price he wanted: "Three dollars, and you have to help me find someone."

The eldest sister felt distressed when she heard this, but when she thought about how she hadn't opened the shop for two days, and how her husband and mother-in-law would give her a cold shoulder if she didn't bring money home...

He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth: "Sold it!"

The elder sister took the money and asked Xu Yao, "Miss, who do you want me to help you find out about?"

Xu Yao said: "Her name is He Yushui, she also has a stall in this market, do you know her?"

The eldest sister was stunned: "Yu Shui! I know you very well, we live next door to each other!"

After she finished speaking, she quickly returned to her stall, covered her things with a piece of canvas, and said to the person next to her, "Please keep an eye on it for me."

Then he came back again and said with a warm heart: "Come on, I'll take you there."

"..."

Just when Xu Yao was wondering if she had any intentions, He Yushui actually appeared in her sight.

The eldest sister called out from afar: "Rainwater, come and do business!"

Xu Yao resisted the urge to roll her eyes, thinking that this elder sister might be Yi Zhonghai's long-lost sister. They both had the same square face and were equally good at moral blackmail.

He Yushui raised his head blankly, without any hope in his eyes. He looked over mechanically, and when he saw that it was her, he subconsciously wanted to turn his head away.

But in the end, he didn't do it. He neither took the initiative nor refused. He just buried his head and acted like an ostrich.

The elder sister led Xu Yao to He Yushui's stall and took the initiative to help her sell her wares: "Girl, please take a look. Our Yushui's craftsmanship is very good. Look at how beautiful the scarves she knits are!"

Xu Yao admitted this. How many good things had her sister-in-law seen? Even she liked that scarf, so she knew that He Yushui's craftsmanship was definitely not bad.

The elder sister was selling the product while winking at He Yushui, but at this critical moment, she was like a mute and said nothing.

She was extremely anxious, but she couldn't remind her in front of Xu Yao. This really illustrates what it means that the palace maids are not anxious, but the nanny is!

Xu Yao said to her, "Sister, let's talk for a while."

When she heard that, she quickly said, "Okay, okay, you guys chat, I'll go back first."

After the elder sister left, He Yushui finally spoke: "Why did you come here?"

Xu Yao smiled and said, "I'm not here to laugh at you, and there's no need for you to be hostile to me."

He Yushui has been mentally prepared since the last time he met Qin Bao.

He Yushui was a little flustered. He lowered his head to sort out the goods and said softly, "Pick whatever you want."

Xu Yao said to her, "I want to talk to you, but this is not the place to talk. Let's go. I'll treat you to a meal."

"..."

He Yushui followed Xu Yao to a restaurant in a daze.

She was very confused all the way. What happened to her? Xu Yao was so kind to treat her to a meal for no reason. Why didn't she have the same ambition?

But then she thought again, she has now fallen to the point of selling things on the street, how much can her dignity be sold for?

She really hasn't eaten meat for a while...

Xu Yao seemed to know what she was thinking, and the two of them insisted on ordering six dishes, all of which were meat.

This made He Yushui even more ashamed, and he wished there was a crack in the ground so he could crawl into it.

Xu Yao ordered another bottle of wine, poured it for Yu Shui, and said to her while holding the glass: "If I don't get straight to the point, you may not be able to eat today's meal. There is one thing you don't know, right? Your niece He Hong was named after my sister-in-law."

He Yushui was very surprised! She didn't usually interact with Sha Zhu, and her impression of the situation in that courtyard was still stuck in the 70s or even earlier.

Xu Yao looked at her shocked expression and said with a smile: "Your brother has completely reconciled with my brother and our family."

There was bitterness in He Yushui's smile. He raised the wine glass and clinked it lightly with Xu Yao's, then tilted his head back and drank it all!

Xu Yao looked at her closing her eyes after drinking the white wine, with all her facial features squeezed together, and remembered what her brother said, "It's like wearing a mask of pain."

After a while, tears began to well up in the corners of her eyes, and she quickly took out a handkerchief from her pocket and covered her face with it.

At that time, there were no paper towels in the restaurant. Maybe big restaurants would provide napkins, but small restaurants like this would usually only put basic condiments such as vinegar pots and soy sauce pots on the table, and there were not even toothpicks.

After she calmed down, Xu Yao poured her another glass of wine and said, "To be honest, I came to you today to ask if you have the deed to the house in the courtyard?"

House deeds? He Yushui looked up in surprise: "Why are you asking this?"