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

Zhang Zhiqiang frowned slightly, not knowing why Qin Huairu came to his doorstep, but when he saw the empty bowl in Qin Huairu's hand, he understood. He guessed that she came to ask him for chicken soup.

This is the downside of living in a courtyard house: if someone eats something delicious, everyone in the courtyard will know about it immediately.

Qin Huairu saw Zhang Zhiqiang holding a large bowl of chicken soup in his hand, and since she hadn't knocked on the door yet, Qin Huairu cleverly misunderstood.

Qin Huairu thought Zhang Zhiqiang was carrying a bowl of chicken soup to send to the Jia family. What is this called? They are in sync.

"Qiangzi, Sister Qin thank you so much."

"Why do you have to go there in person to bring chicken soup to me? Just tell Sister Qin to come and get it herself."

Qin Huairu gave Zhang Zhiqiang a seductive look. She felt that her hint had been very clear.

"are you crazy."

Zhang Zhiqiang was speechless. Could it be that Qin Huairu thought the chicken soup was for her?

No way, no way, is this person really brainless? She even refused the chicken, so how could she be given chicken soup?

"Haha, Qiangzi, look at you, so naughty!"

"I know you're thinking about Bang Geng. Sister Qin, thank you, okay? Just pour the chicken soup directly into my bowl."

Qin Huairu thought Zhang Zhiqiang was joking with her, so she held out the bowl and said.

"Chicken soup isn't for you, get out!"

Zhang Zhiqiang is ruthless and has no sympathy for the Jia family. Whoever is close to the Jia family will be unlucky.

"Ah? Then who are you going to give this chicken soup to, Qiangzi?"

Qin Huairu was stunned for a moment. It wasn't actually for her?

Just take this whole courtyard as an example. Apart from Qin Huairu, who else would dare to drink Zhang Zhiqiang's chicken soup? Are you tired of living?

"Who do you care who I give it to? It's not for you. Get out of here."

Zhang Zhiqiang started to chase people away directly.

When Qin Huairu saw Zhang Zhiqiang's appearance, her eyes immediately turned red.

"Qiangzi, it's not easy for Sister Qin."

"Look, my mother-in-law is in jail now, and I'm the only one raising three children. I work from dawn to dusk every day and only earn this little money a month."

"Actually, Sister Qin also knows that you have a problem with her because of the house, but......"

Qin Huairu was about to cry and said to Zhang Zhiqiang guiltily.

But Qin Huairu was interrupted by Zhang Zhiqiang before she could finish her words.

"Since you know this, why are you asking me?"

"From now on, our two families will never have any contact with each other again, and you should not come to our house again."

Zhang Zhiqiang said directly.

He didn't want to have anything to do with Qin Huairu, nor did he want Qin Huairu to suck his blood.

"Qiangzi, that was all my mother-in-law forcing me to do. I never wanted your house."

"Really? Don't you know how Sister Qin has treated you over the years?"

Qin Huairu quickly explained that she must not let Zhang Zhiqiang misunderstand her, as she still wanted to be with Zhang Zhiqiang.

"Okay, this matter is over a long time ago. I just don't want to have anything to do with your family. Go back quickly."

Zhang Zhiqiang impatiently began to chase people away.

"Then you can let me go, but you can give me the bowl of chicken soup."

Qin Huairu said as she looked at the chicken soup in Zhang Zhiqiang's hand.

If Zhang Zhiqiang gave her chicken soup tonight, she could tell everyone that Zhang Zhiqiang cared about her and gave her chicken soup so late at night.

As for the two families not having any contact, both families must agree to it before they can have no contact. Now Zhang Zhiqiang unilaterally does not want to have any contact with the Jia family. How can this be possible? Qin Huairu has not agreed yet.

"What the hell do you want? Get lost!"

Zhang Zhiqiang firmly refused and slammed the door shut.

Qin Huairu stood there in a daze, touching her face for a long time, and began to doubt her own charm.

"Ugh."

Qin Huairu sighed and turned to walk towards the Jia family. She didn't expect Zhang Zhiqiang to be so stingy. He was a man, but he was unwilling to give her even a bowl of chicken soup.

Zhang Zhiqiang saw Qin Huairu leaving and came out with the bowl. His chicken soup was not for Qin Huairu. Besides, for someone like Qin Huairu, a bowl of chicken soup might lead to some misunderstandings.

Shaking his head, Zhang Zhiqiang walked to the next door.

"Pa bang bang~"

"Brother Damao, are you home? Open the door."

"Brother Damao?"

Zhang Zhiqiang kept knocking on the door of Xu Damao's house.

"Coming!"

Afterwards, Zhang Zhiqiang heard a voice. It was not Xu Damao's, but Lou Xiao'e's.

"Brother Qiangzi, it's already evening, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Lou Xiao'e asked sleepily.

Zhang Zhiqiang swallowed and was stunned for a long time. Lou Xiao'e might have been in a hurry to come out this time, as she was only wearing a bellyband and a coat. Zhang Zhiqiang could even see Lou Xiao'e's magnificent cleavage.

In his previous life, Zhang Zhiqiang had seen everything. He had seen a lot of movies with clothes on, and he had also watched a lot of movies without clothes to gain enlightenment.

But for Zhang Zhiqiang, Lou Xiao'e's current look with her face half covered and the lute in her arms was more attractive. If Zhang Zhiqiang didn't have good self-control, he might have been unable to resist and pounced on her at this moment.

"Brother Qiangzi? Brother Qiangzi?"

Lou Xiao'e saw Zhang Zhiqiang in a daze and waved her hands in front of his eyes, not realizing how seductive she was at the moment.

"Oh, Sister Xiao'e, this is it."

"Today, we cooked a pot of old hen soup at home, and I wanted to send a bowl to your house."

As Zhang Zhiqiang spoke, he handed the bowl in his hand to Lou Xiaoe.

Lou Xiao'e stared blankly at the chicken soup in Zhang Zhiqiang's hand. Her stomach growled and her cheeks blushed with embarrassment.

She had been sleeping all afternoon. Xu Damao had gone to the countryside and did not cook for her, so Lou Xiao'e did not eat either. She was thinking of going home directly the next morning.

I didn't expect that Zhang Zhiqiang was thinking of me when he made chicken soup and brought me a bowl. Zhang Zhiqiang's cooking skills are impeccable and the chicken soup exudes an enticing aroma.

"Qiangzi, are you giving this just to me, or are they for everyone else as well?"

Somehow, Lou Xiao'e suddenly asked a strange question.

"what?"

Zhang Zhiqiang had a strange look on his face, not knowing how to respond.

But after thinking about it, Zhang Zhiqiang answered truthfully: "It's for you. We only made one pot at home. Besides, we are the only family in the yard that has a better relationship with your family. Others are not worthy of drinking what I make."

Zhang Zhiqiang shook his head, indicating that this chicken soup was made specifically for Lou Xiaoe.

"Haha, okay, okay, I'm very happy, Qiangzi, come in quickly."

Lou Xiao'e said happily when she heard Zhang Zhiqiang's answer that she was very satisfied with the answer, and turned around to let Zhang Zhiqiang into the house.

"Haha, no need to trouble Sister Xiao'e. Is Brother Damao here? Just ask him to take the chicken soup back."

Zhang Zhiqiang refused, saying that people should have some common sense. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Lou Xiao'e was already asleep. It would be so disgusting to go to someone's house at this time.