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

Passing by the Intermediate Courtyard, Qin Huairu was washing clothes. When she saw the large piece of pork on the back seat of Zhang Zhiqiang's car, a hint of envy flashed in her eyes and she couldn't help but drool.

However, he did not go up to talk to her. His mother-in-law had just been sent in by Zhang Zhiqiang, and the relationship between the Jia family and Zhang Zhiqiang's family had reached a freezing point.

Qin Huairu thought that Zhang Zhiqiang should take the initiative to send the pork to her and apologize, so as to restore the relationship between the two families.

But Zhang Zhiqiang didn't even look at her and walked straight to the backyard.

Qin Huairu sighed and continued washing clothes.

Zhang Zhiqiang returned to his room and picked up the book, but he couldn't read it. It was his first time meeting his parents and he was very nervous.

Thinking about the barber's words, Zhang Zhiqiang secretly memorized them. He must not make these mistakes. He silently practiced how to answer the questions of Ran's father and mother. First of all, he must smile...

Silent all night.

The next day, Zhang Zhiqiang got up early. After exercising, he filled a basin of water from the pipe, kept tidying himself up, and put on the Zhongshan suit he bought yesterday, which added a sense of maturity and stability to Zhang Zhiqiang.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Zhang Zhiqiang took out all the cigarettes, alcohol, fruits, and candies in the system and packed them in big and small bags. He and Ran Qiuye had an appointment at ten o'clock in the morning, and that silly girl might be waiting for him now.

Zhang Zhiqiang hung the bag on the front of the bike, and continued to tie the pork on the back seat, and rode towards the Ran family in a swagger.

The Ran family lives in a courtyard house called Meiman Courtyard, which is slightly smaller than Hongxing Courtyard.

But it is not far from Hongxing Courtyard, about seven or eight miles away.

Zhang Zhiqiang arrived there in less than twenty minutes. As expected, before he got there, he saw a beautiful figure looking at something. Needless to say, it must be his girlfriend.

Ran Qiuye saw Zhang Zhiqiang waving excitedly. The two of them are in the honeymoon period now. She missed him a lot because she hadn’t seen him the whole day yesterday.

"Brother Zhiqiang, you look really good today."

Ran Qiuye looked at Zhang Zhiqiang, who looked mature rather than graceful, and handsome.

"Akiha, you look pretty too."

Ran Qiuye had obviously dressed up specially. She was still wearing a blouse, but she had on black leather shoes and her hair was braided into two braids that draped over her chest. She looked lively and cute.

"Brother Zhiqiang, why did you buy so many things? How much will it cost?"

Ran Qiuye blamed when he saw the things on the bicycle.

Not to mention the cigarettes and alcohol, the piece of pork was so big. It was the first time that Ran Qiuye had seen such a big piece of pork at home in her life. There was also candy, which looked like milk candy and was not cheap. Not to mention the fruit. No one knew where Zhang Zhiqiang got it from.

After marriage, Zhang Zhiqiang's money becomes his own, which is equivalent to Zhang Zhiqiang using his own money to buy these things. How can Ran Qiuye not feel distressed?

"It's not much money, it's all due. I don't want uncle and aunt to leave a good impression on me."

Zhang Zhiqiang said happily that Ran Qiuye's reproach made him feel warm in his heart. This is the feeling of being cared for.

Although he really wanted to stick a sticker on Ran Qiuye, Zhang Zhiqiang held back. The barber was right. There would be plenty of time in the future, and he couldn't be so frivolous now.

"My parents will definitely be very satisfied, so go in quickly."

After saying this, Ran Qiuye helped Zhang Zhiqiang push the cart. Her home was in the front yard, very close.

There was no need to go to work today. There were many people sitting in groups of three or four under the shade of the trees in the yard. They were stunned to see Zhang Zhiqiang and Ran Qiuye coming in.

"That's the Ran family's daughter, right? Is the one next to her his girlfriend?"

"I don't know. Qiuye is a good girl. I was planning to tell my nephew about it. When did she find a partner?"

The neighbors looked at each other in bewilderment. The Ran family seldom interacted with them, but it was not likely that they would not inform them of such a big thing.

"Look at the big piece of pork on the back of the bicycle."

a woman exclaimed.

"And there are so many bags in front. They must be all good stuff."

Everyone was talking about it, wondering who was so wealthy. Those who had daughters at home were on guard. If Zhang Zhiqiang was kicked out of the Ran family, they would have to go up and talk to their daughters, as it was not easy to find a good son-in-law nowadays.

"Mom, come out quickly, Brother Zhiqiang is here."

Ran Qiuye's happy voice filled the courtyard, and everyone knew that the person was a young man named Zhiqiang.

"Hello, Auntie. I'm Zhang Zhiqiang."

When Zhang Zhiqiang saw Ran's mother coming out, he hurriedly greeted her with a smile, but he couldn't wait for the aunt to speak first, as that would be too impolite.

"Okay, okay, here you are, you are Xiao Zhang."

"Look what else you brought with you."

"Auntie doesn't like fruit or sweets. How can your uncle smoke Peony brand cigarettes or Moutai? Bring the pork back later. Auntie can't have it."

Ran's mother loudly listed all the things Zhang Zhiqiang brought.

Zhang Zhiqiang understood what was going on after a little thought. Ran's mother simply wanted to show off in front of the neighbors. Of course, Zhang Zhiqiang, who had high emotional intelligence, cooperated with her.

"Auntie, look at what you said. Compared with Qiu Ye, these things are nothing. I will bring you and uncle better things later."

Zhang Zhiqiang also said loudly that it is not shameful to bring a lot of things, but rather it is a great honor.

"Okay, okay, come in quickly, your uncle is in the house."

Ran's mother hurriedly helped Zhang Zhiqiang unload the things. Zhang Zhiqiang took the 20 kilograms of pork, while Ran's mother and Ran Qiuye carried the bag in front and walked towards Ran's house.

Everyone in the yard was talking about it.

"Hey, what do you think Peony cigarettes taste like?"

A middle-aged man said, smacking his lips.

"I don't know, but I heard that the leaders in the factory like to smoke this kind of cigarettes. It should feel good, right?"

The person next to him responded immediately.

"There's also Maotai, which I haven't tried either, so I don't know what it tastes like."

"I heard that this is a famous wine, and it's used to send foreign guests, but I think it should taste similar to roasted sweet potatoes, right?"

Unlike the men's topics about cigarettes and alcohol, the women were very interested in Zhang Zhiqiang's identity.

"Hey, what do you think Zhiqiang's family does? How come they are so rich?"

"Humph, what money does he have? I think he is just using his family's money to show off."

Another woman said sourly.

"He must be someone of status. I haven't had candy in a long time. I don't even know what fruit tastes like."

"I guess he's the son of an official. How can ordinary people like us get this kind of thing?"

"Tsk, I think they might be capitalists. Damn capitalists, the country should just let them eat peanuts."

Zhang Zhiqiang didn't know that he already had several identities through word of mouth in Meiman Siheyuan.

Various versions of the story circulated in the Meiman Siheyuan, such as the son of a cadre, the son of a capitalist, and a speculator.

At this time, Zhang Zhiqiang was at a loss as to what to do when facing Ran's father.