Siheyuan: Since 51

Get dressed and go out.

A round table was set up in the small courtyard.

He Daqing and Sha Zhu sat opposite each other.

He Yushui stood behind Sha Zhu with tears in her eyes.

Qin Mancang, Feng Hongxia, Wang Quanyou, Lin Cuilan, and Wu Xia sat around the table.

He Daqing tapped the table lightly, looking unhappy.

"Silly Zhu, what do you want to do by bothering so many people with family matters?"

"Dad, if you want to remarry, as your son, I don't object. But there are some things we have to make clear, right?"

After saying this, he paused, clasped his fists and shook them, "My dear uncles and aunts, I am a little confused and dazed. I don't have any idea about such a big matter. I would like to trouble you to help me."

Last night, after meeting Lin Zhiyuan.

Sha Zhu returned home, still feeling a little confused.

Seeing this, Pang Xiaomei stepped forward to comfort her.

"Brother Zhuzi, if dad wants to remarry, let him do it. Even if dad doesn't care about Yu Shui, don't we still have the two of us? Grit your teeth and say whatever it takes to marry Yu Shui off in style."

Sha Zhu sighed, "I just had a chat with Brother Zhiyuan..."

After listening patiently, Pang Xiaomei smiled.

"That's the truth. It's better to say it out loud than to have a quarrel later."

Said it in advance?

But how to say ugly words?

Sha Zhu pondered for a moment, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind: I don’t understand, but I can ask someone for help!

Then, the scene before our eyes appeared.

Qin Mancang took a puff of his cigarette, did not agree rashly, and instead asked a question.

"Lao He, what do you say?"

He Daqing tried to calm down and spoke slowly.

"Shazhu is already married and has children. Even if I remarry, I will take good care of Yushui. I don't understand what we can talk about."

Seeing He Yushui's tears, Lin Cuilan couldn't help but frown.

"Old He, it's easy for you to say that. What if the person you find is not good to rainwater? What if you have children? And what about your retirement in the future?"

He Daqing was stunned, "I..."

Wang Quan nodded in agreement. "Shazhu asked us to come forward. I think we should talk it out. What do you think?"

He Daqing hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Okay, tell me, what guarantees do you need me to make?"

Wu Xia suggested, "What about Shazhu? Why not give him some? What about Yushui..."

Sha Zhu lit a cigarette and listened to everyone's analysis, secretly applauding himself for his cleverness.

After more than half an hour, the discussion ended.

Witnessed by everyone, the He family split up.

He Yushui strongly requested that the household registration be registered under Sha Zhu's name and that he live with Sha Zhu from then on.

He Daqing gave He Yushui five yuan pocket money and five yuan food allowance every month until she got married.

Of course, He Daqing is also responsible for He Yushui's dowry, which cannot be lower than the average level.

As for He Daqing's retirement, if he does not have any more children, Sha Zhu will bear the full responsibility. If he does, Sha Zhu will need to pay for his retirement.

……

The matter came to an end, and Wu Xia couldn't help but add a sentence.

"We've talked so much just to prevent the worst possible situation. After all, you're a family, so you still have to live in harmony."

After watching the excitement, Lin Zhiyuan started to burn the silver.

If the brigade commander wants to play, just accompany him. As for the so-called fun, it's just to amuse himself.

That's all you need to do to coax an old person.

The whole thing has been figured out.

Maybe at first, the brigade commander was just playing for fun, and the appearance of Kenong was worth recalling.

Do your part fully and think objectively.

The reason why we continue to make small objects is simple: we must cooperate with the performance and cannot ignore it.

The setting sun dyed the sky red, the breeze blew through the treetops, and the cicada sounds gradually faded away.

After working for a while, Lin Zhiyuan pulled out a rocking chair from under the wooden shed, carried it under the tree, lay down on it, and enjoyed the comfort.

Sun Ping'an and Zhou Liping came together, one bringing wine and the other bringing food.

After turning around the Moon Gate, Zhou Liping took a quick look and immediately made a joke.

"Zhiyuan, you really know how to enjoy yourself."

Lin Zhiyuan opened his eyes, looked up, and was not willing to be outdone.

"Why are you two here together?"

After saying that, he deliberately looked back and asked, "What's going on? Xiao Zhiruo didn't come?"

Zhou Liping said unhappily, "You have to understand, she is my daughter, she can only come if I want her to come."

Sun Ping'an chuckled and shook the bottle of wine in his hand.

"Brother Zhiyuan, there is a big happy event, aren't we here to share it?"

Lin Zhiyuan stood up and went to greet him, raised his eyebrows, and asked with a smile: "What's the matter?"

Zhou Liping winked and said, "Ping An is about to have good news. I've brought the wine and food. Let's drink and chat."

"Really? Then let's do it in the yard."

The two of them entered the house, greeted Wu Xia and the others, and then returned to the stone table and sat down.

Lin Zhiyuan went to the kitchen to get bowls and chopsticks, and prepared some peanuts and smashed cucumbers and started cooking.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

Zhou Liping started talking.

"Wenfang invited three female students to her home, and asked me to notify Ping'an to come over, hoping to arrange a chance encounter and then test the waters on both sides. Guess what happened?"

Lin Zhiyuan squinted and said, "I won't guess. You can talk if you want. If you don't want to talk, shut up."

Zhou Liping's face turned stern and his eyes widened.

"You are such a boring person. My old man said that you are only good at being a supporting actor. But now it seems like you are nothing."

Sun Ping'an felt a little embarrassed. He picked up two peanuts and smiled foolishly while chewing them.

"Okay, okay, I'll praise you." Lin Zhiyuan curled his lips and pointed at Sun Ping'an, "Tell me, what did this kid do?"

Zhou Liping grinned again, slapped his thigh, and continued speaking.

"After a few hours of getting to know each other, Ping An fell in love with a girl named Chang Qingqing. This guy is really awesome. He went up to her and introduced himself. After that, he was even more straightforward and said that he wanted to date her."

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyuan was stunned. My goodness, isn’t this too reckless?

Sun Ping'an didn't know if it was because of drinking or because he felt a little embarrassed, but a trace of blood immediately appeared on his face.

Zhou Liping pretended not to see it and continued speaking.

"The girl was so frightened that she left in a hurry without saying a few words."

As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed a peanut, threw it into his mouth, smacking his lips.

"If Wenfang hadn't pushed hard, the stinky hooligan would have been talking about him."

Lin Zhiyuan couldn't help but chuckle a few times, "What happened next?"

Zhou Liping spread his hands, "Wenfang will continue to organize. Then the two of them chatted, ate, and watched movies. Now it's basically done."

Lin Zhiyuan picked up the wine glass and said, "Come on, we must drink this. I wish you peace and take the high ground."

"Dry!"

……

Two bottles for three people, and ended up feeling a little tipsy.

Watching the two leave, Lin Zhiyuan had an idea and decided it was time to prepare the teacher statue!

The next day, early morning.

The sun is shining brightly and the breeze is gentle.

Lin Zhiyuan opened the doors and windows to ventilate the room.

I brewed a cup of tea and read with great interest a classical Chinese version of "Zizhi Tongjian".

As for the book, I went to see Old Man Sun earlier and exchanged it for tea.

Before, he always felt that classical Chinese was difficult to read, but after a series of changes in the steel mill, Lin Zhiyuan finally woke up.

The ancients were not deceiving us; reading history makes us wise.

No matter how things change, they remain based on the essence; no matter what things are, they remain based on the heart.

"Dong dong dong."

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Lin Zhiyuan glanced sideways and saw Zhang Xiaomao standing at the door with a bitter face.

He threw a bookmark, closed the book, stood up and greeted, "Xiao Mao, why are you here? Come in!"