Siheyuan: Forced to exchange rooms with Qin Huairu at the beginning

Father Ran happily went out with his hands behind his back, leaving Zhang Zhiqiang standing there with a conflicted look on his face.

"What's wrong, husband? Are you unhappy?"

Ran Qiuye asked curiously, her man had been cheerful ever since he came to her house and even bullied her, why did he have this expression now?

"Wife, I seem to be in trouble."

Zhang Zhiqiang smiled bitterly.

"Eh? What's the trouble?"

Ran Qiuye was totally confused. What could Zhang Zhiqiang do while he was away for a while?

"Just now I was playing chess with my dad, and I found out he was a complete idiot, so I deliberately lost to save his face. Now it seems like he's ready to challenge those uncles in the courtyard to a showdown."

Zhang Zhiqiang said awkwardly that it was all because his acting skills were so good that Ran's father didn't notice it, which led to him feeling very powerful now.

"You, if you can win, then win. Why would you lose on purpose?"

Ran Qiuye taught her that she didn’t care about anything else, what she cared about was that her man lost, and that was not acceptable.

"Well, I thought, he's your dad, so I have to give him some face. Who would have thought that this would happen?"

Zhang Zhiqiang scratched his head. Ran Qiuye’s train of thought was too bizarre. The key point was, did he lose?

"That's fine. My dad won't be too embarrassed to tell me when he loses."

Ran Qiuye knew her father too well. He had the character of a scholar and would not admit defeat. If he lost a game of chess, he would definitely be embarrassed to say it out loud.

"That's right, let's go and eat."

Zhang Zhiqiang suddenly understood. Yes, whoever lost would have the nerve to bring up the matter. It’s okay, it’s okay.

After the two came out, Ran's father and mother had already put the meal on the table. There were four meat dishes and four vegetable dishes, which could be said to be very sumptuous.

I just didn’t see the chicken I bought, so it seems it should still be alive.

"Qiangzi, sit down and prepare to eat, and taste mom's cooking."

Ran's mother greeted Zhang Zhiqiang warmly.

"Okay, mom, this looks delicious, I must eat more."

Zhang Zhiqiang didn't hesitate and sat down on the stool.

"Okay, it's my home, don't be polite, wait, there are ribs stewing in the pot, I'll go get some ribs for my son-in-law."

Ran's mother was very happy to see Zhang Zhiqiang being so open. When people get older, what they want most is to have their children around them.

"Mom, what about me?"

Ran Qiuye said dissatisfiedly that she felt her status was plummeting because her mother had always treated her like this before.

So love doesn't disappear, it just shifts, right?

"If you want to eat it, just grab it yourself. It's not like you don't have hands."

Ran's mother glanced at Ran Qiuye and said casually.

"Mom, what you said is wrong."

Zhang Zhiqiang spoke up, and Ran's mother thought that Zhang Zhiqiang wanted to protect his daughter-in-law.

"I'm not a son-in-law at all. I've already considered myself your son. The term son-in-law is too formal."

Zhang Zhiqiang blamed, his tone revealing dissatisfaction.

"Hahaha, yes, yes, son. Mom will go get some ribs for you."

Zhang Zhiqiang's words made Ran's mother laugh out loud, and she happily went to get ribs for Zhang Zhiqiang.

"What are you doing? Stop being so attentive to my mother."

Ran Qiuye patted Zhang Zhiqiang on the shoulder and said unhappily.

"Comrade Ran Qiuye, you have a problem with your thinking. Isn't it normal for me to say a few nice words to make my mother happy? What do you mean by being attentive?"

Zhang Zhiqiang looked into Ran Qiuye's eyes and taught her seriously.

"Anyway, you are not allowed to speak. I am not my mother's favorite anymore."

Ran Qiuye pouted and said unreasonably.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything. I'll go get you some ribs."

Zhang Zhiqiang stood up and prepared to go to the kitchen.

"Who wants you to go? I can fish it out myself, humph!"

Ran Qiuye snorted proudly and walked towards the kitchen. Zhang Zhiqiang shook his head helplessly. What should he do since his wife was too proud?

"Qiangzi, shall we have a drink?"

Father Ran took out a bottle of wine that Zhang Zhiqiang gave him, waved it in his hand and asked.

"Okay, Dad, drink a little, but I can't drink too much. I have to go to work tomorrow."

Tomorrow is Saturday, and Zhang Zhiqiang still has one more day to work. The most painful thing every week is working six days and having one day off.

"Okay, then just the right amount."

Father Ran opened the wine and said that he was in a good mood today and should drink some wine.

"Come on, Qiangzi, eat meat."

Ran's mother brought out a bowl of pork ribs and placed it in front of Zhang Zhiqiang. There was also a little winter melon in it. It was full and there was no room for any more.

"Okay, thanks mom."

Zhang Zhiqiang finally felt his mother's love, which was too much.

"Everyone, come to the table and get ready to eat."

Ran's mother greeted.

Ran Qiuye scooped out a few ribs for herself and sat next to Zhang Zhiqiang.

"Qiangzi, let's drink in moderation today and drink as much as we can."

Father Ran came over with a bottle and a glass of wine and said.

Zhang Zhiqiang glanced at Ran Qiuye, nodded to Ran's father, and said nothing.

Father Ran didn't care and opened the wine and poured it for Zhang Zhiqiang.

"Qiangzi, you look so tired every day. Remember to eat more."

Ran's mother said happily that people say a daughter who is married off is like water spilled, so she is very lucky, as marrying off a daughter is equivalent to having another son.

Zhang Zhiqiang looked at Ran Qiuye again and nodded to Ran's mother.

"Qiangzi, say something. Why are you always looking at Qiu Ye?"

Ran's mother noticed something was wrong and asked.

"Wife, can I speak?"

Zhang Zhiqiang looked at Ran Qiuye pitifully.

"Just tell me when my mom asks you. Why are you looking at me?"

Ran Qiuye had a bad feeling that Zhang Zhiqiang seemed to be planning to trick her again.

"Okay, Mom, you should eat more too. You must have worked hard to prepare such a big table."

Zhang Zhiqiang picked up a few pieces of meat for Ran's mother.

"Hey, okay, Qiangzi is really filial. Why do you have to look at Qiuye before you can talk?"

Ran's mother got to the bottom of the matter.

"Qiu Ye just threatened me not to speak, otherwise she would beat me when she got home."

Zhang Zhiqiang was not embarrassed at all and went straight to complain.

"When did I tell you to stop listening to him, Mom? He's so strong, there's no way I can beat him."

Ran Qiuye became anxious and quickly explained, and inadvertently saw Zhang Zhiqiang sticking out his tongue at her.

"You damn girl, what's wrong with my son-in-law talking to us? You have to be involved in this too."

"If I find out that you bully Qiangzi again at home, I won't forgive you."

Ran's mother scolded and turned to look at Zhang Zhiqiang.

"Qiangzi, don't be afraid of her. If she bullies you again, come to me. Mom will support you."

"Okay, Mom. I'll remember it. Thank you."

Zhang Zhiqiang said with gratitude on his face.

"I really don't."

Ran Qiuye was in tears. What kind of treatment was this? Who was the biological child?

"Okay, everyone, pick up your chopsticks and eat."

Father Ran took the first chopstick and asked everyone to eat.

Zhang Zhiqiang was not in a hurry to eat. He was just busy picking up food for Ran Qiuye.

Ran Qiuye didn't think it was a big deal. There was nothing she could do about it. It was like this every day at home and she was used to it.

The difference is that at home Zhang Zhiqiang would pick up food for himself while eating.

"Qiangzi, don't worry about her. It's not like she doesn't have hands. Just eat it yourself."

Ran's mother spoke up as she watched the two show their affection.

"Mom, Qiuye has set a rule for me. At home, I can only eat after she is full."

Zhang Zhiqiang responded, and there was a sense of gloating in his tone.

"What, Qiuye, you dare to set rules at home?"

Ran's mother slammed the table, scaring Ran Qiuye.

"No, mom, how could I dare to do that? He was willing to do that. No, that didn't happen at all."

Ran Qiuye defended herself hastily, even with tears in her voice.