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

Ran Qiuye didn't do nothing. When Zhang Zhiqiang came home after washing the clothes, he saw that Ran Qiuye had almost finished cooking.

After they finished eating, Zhang Zhiqiang hugged Ran Qiuye and took a nap. It was still early, and it would not be a good idea to go too early.

in the afternoon.

Zhang Zhiqiang took out a carton of Peony brand cigarettes that was a reward from the system, then filled a bottle with the unused wine from his wedding, and cut a piece of pork that he had bought two days ago.

After all, it’s my first time going to my master’s house, so I must not be careless.

"Wife, it's almost time to go."

Zhang Zhiqiang hung the gift on the handle and took Ran Qiuye out of the courtyard.

"Hubby, when you go to your master's house, is it bad to take me with you?"

Ran Qiuye asked worriedly.

After all, life is not easy for every household nowadays, and there is an unspoken rule that you should not visit each other during meal times.

If they don't invite you to dinner, it will be embarrassing. But if they invite you to dinner, they may not have enough food at home, which will make it difficult for you.

It's almost time for lunch, and Zhang Zhiqiang not only goes by himself but also takes himself with him, which always makes Ran Qiuye feel like she's eating for free.

"It's okay, wife. You are the one my master personally asked to see."

"Besides, I am his apprentice. It is only natural for me to bring my wife to eat his food. The master earns more than 100 yuan a month, which is much higher than mine."

Perhaps it was Zhang Zhiqiang's last words that worked. Ran Qiuye felt that with such a high salary, one should not care about these things, just like her family had no shortage of food.

"We're here. This should be it."

Soon, Zhang Zhiqiang arrived at the address given by the master. He had to have a bicycle, because who knows how long it would take if he walked alone.

"Comrade, who are you looking for?"

Zhang Zhiqiang pushed his bicycle into the courtyard and an old lady asked.

The old lady has gray hair and wrinkles all over her face, and looks quite old.

"Auntie, I'm here to look for my master. May I ask where Cheng Hongjun is?"

Zhang Zhiqiang asked politely.

"What? You want to find a stone? And get married?"

"No, no, Shitou is a young man, how can he marry you?"

The old lady waved her hand to refuse, with a look of shock on her face, as if she had heard something incredible.

"Pfft~"

"I'm sorry~"

Ran Qiuye couldn't help laughing and apologized quickly.

"Auntie, you heard it wrong, this is my wife."

Zhang Zhiqiang said speechlessly, how could one still mishear something when the two were so close? How hard of hearing must one be?

"Did I hear wrongly? The one getting married is this girl?"

"That's fine, worthy of the stone."

The old lady nodded in agreement and looked at Ran Qiuye with admiration.

This time it was Ran Qiuye's turn to be speechless. What was the point of being so stubborn? She was Zhang Zhiqiang's woman, with a stamp of approval from the Civil Affairs Bureau.

"Mom, who are you talking to?"

A woman came out and supported the old lady. She politely said to Zhang Zhiqiang and his wife, "You are pushing a bicycle. You can tell at a glance that you are not an ordinary person."

"I'm sorry, comrade. My mother's hearing is not good. I hope she didn't say anything nonsense."

"No, hello sister, Cheng Hongjun is my master, do you know where he lives?"

Zhang Zhiqiang took advantage of the situation and asked politely.

"Cheng Hongjun? I know, I know. It's in the middle courtyard, the one in the middle. I have to help my mother back, so I can't accompany you."

"It's my duty. You are busy."

Zhang Zhiqiang got the answer he wanted and brought Ran Qiuye to the central courtyard.

After locking the bicycle, he came to Cheng Hongjun's house with the gifts.

"dong dong dong~"

"coming."

Soon the door opened and an old lady appeared at the door. She was dressed smartly. Although there were some traces of time on her face, it was still obvious that she must have been a beauty when she was young.

"Hello, is this the home of Cheng Hongjun, Engineer Cheng?"

Zhang Zhiqiang asked politely.

"Yes, you are Zhang Zhiqiang, right?"

The aunt seemed to have known him for a long time and directly said Zhang Zhiqiang's name.

"You are the master's wife, right?"

Zhang Zhiqiang also asked.

"Oh, yes, this child is really good-looking. Come in quickly. Is the one behind you your wife?"

The aunt asked when she saw Ran Qiuye behind Zhang Zhiqiang.

"Hello, Master's wife."

Ran Qiuye greeted them generously, and she followed Zhang Zhiqiang to call people.

"Okay, okay, come in, Lao Cheng, come out quickly, your apprentice is here."

The aunt welcomed the two of them in and called out to Cheng Hongjun.

Zhang Zhiqiang went in and took a look at his master's house. It was slightly bigger than his own, and the furniture was simply arranged. There was a bicycle parked next to the cabinet, which was used by Cheng Hongjun for daily commuting.

In addition, Zhang Zhiqiang also found a sewing machine with a small box on top of it that looked like a radio.

All it would take is a watch that makes three turns and one beep, but I don’t know if the master has one, Zhang Zhiqiang thought to himself.

I was able to achieve my current success so early because I had a system, but Cheng Hongjun didn't have that. Everything in his house was earned by Cheng Hongjun's own hard work.

"Qiangzi is here?"

Cheng Hongjun came out of the study wearing glasses, and it seemed that he was reading a book.

"Master, this is my first visit and I don't know what you like, so I just brought you something."

Zhang Zhiqiang put the things on the table and said to Cheng Hongjun with a smile.

He knew that Cheng Hongjun certainly had enough of these, but as the saying goes, too much gift is always welcome, so it was always right to prepare more.

"Okay, you are my apprentice, not an outsider, so I will accept you."

Cheng Hongjun knew that Zhang Zhiqiang was not short of money now, so he did not be polite to Zhang Zhiqiang. Besides, it was only natural for a master to accept some filial piety from his apprentice.

"This must be Ran Qiuye, Ran Bowen's daughter. She's really pretty."

Cheng Hongjun saw Ran Qiuye next to Zhang Zhiqiang and praised her with admiration.

"Thank you, Master. My name is Ran Qiuye."

Ran Qiuye was a little curious about why Cheng Hongjun seemed to know her father.

"Well, don't worry about it. Your father and I are old friends."

"Wife, please cook two more dishes this afternoon and prepare the pork this kid sent. I want to have a couple of drinks with him."

Cheng Hongjun ordered.

"Okay, I see."

It is obvious that the master's wife is also satisfied with Zhang Zhiqiang. No matter what else she says, from the appearance, it is hard for people to dislike Zhang Zhiqiang at first sight.

"Qiangzi, dinner will take a while. Let's go to the study first. I'll tell you which books you want to read."

Cheng Hongjun didn't ask Zhang Zhiqiang for his opinion. Now he is the master, or to put it bluntly, he is almost Zhang Zhiqiang's father.

Now my father is going to teach his son something, and you still dare to object? Believe it or not, I will beat you up.

Zhang Zhiqiang certainly didn't dare to do that, so he stood up quickly.

"Okay, Master. My wife, you go help Master's wife cook. I will go and learn from Master first."

Zhang Zhiqiang first answered Cheng Hongjun's words, and then spoke to Ran Qiuye.

"Okay, Master's wife, I'll help you cook."

Ran Qiuye stood up and was eager to try. She used to cook at home often, and with Zhang Zhiqiang's explanation, her cooking skills are now quite good.

"No need Qiuye, just sit down, I can do it alone."

Only after the master's wife knew Ran Qiuye's name did she refuse.

"It's okay, Master's wife, let's go together, I can help you with something."

Ran Qiuye and his wife went to the kitchen.

Zhang Zhiqiang also followed Cheng Hongjun to the study.