What if I haven't seen Siheyuan?

As a result, Yan Bugui felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy when he saw that everyone's eyes were shining and they were staring at the duck rack in his hands like wolves and tigers.

He quickly hugged it tightly in his arms and said anxiously, "Don't even think about it now! Let your mother use this duck bone to make a pot of soup tomorrow. We can save it and drink it for several days. We can't waste such a good thing."

Then, he urged Yu Li anxiously: "Why don't you go to Yan Xiaoyao's house and help him light the stove? Remember to take the initiative and get along well with him."

After hearing this, Yu Li was filled with indignation. She glared at the duck rack in his hand, knowing that there was no hope of tasting it today.

Moreover, given Mr. Yan's stingy nature, who knows how much water he will add to the soup when it is made. By then, it will be considered good enough to be able to smell some duck flavor.

With an indignant snort, Yu Li had no choice but to turn around and walk out the door, hurrying towards Yan Xiaoyao's home as fast as the wind.

Yan Xiaoyao was fiddling with the stove with a headache. His face and hands were covered in dust and black ash, and he kept mumbling.

Just then, there was a rapid knock on the door. He dusted off his hands, opened the door, and saw that it was Yu Li. He quickly welcomed her in with a smile on his face, poured her a glass of water, and asked with concern: "Why are you here so late? What's the matter?"

Yu Li took the water with both hands, took a sip and said, "My father-in-law asked me to come and see if there is anything I can do to help you."

Upon hearing this, Yan Xiaoyao clapped his hands vigorously as if relieved of a heavy burden, and said excitedly: "This Third Uncle is really efficient. You came at the right time. Please help me raise the stove and the kang. I get a terrible headache every time I see this thing."

After hearing this, Yu Li couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh, her eyes curved into crescents, and said, "That's right, you're a grown man, and you don't usually do these things. It's really hard for you."

After saying that, she put down the cup, rolled up her sleeves neatly, bent down, picked up a few pieces of coal from the corner, and placed them neatly next to the stove.

Then, she picked up the tongs, skillfully picked up some flammable waste paper, stuffed it into the stove, and carefully put in the small firewood. Then, she lit the waste paper with a match, blew a few times, watched the flames gradually burn, and quickly put the small piece of wood in.

Her eyes were focused and serious, and her hands worked very well together. One hand controlled the fire tongs to adjust the position of the wood, and the other hand held a fan to gently fan the air to control the fire. Soon, a blazing flame ignited at the bottom of the stove.

Yan Xiaoyao looked at Yu Li's skillful movements and couldn't help but admire her. He sat on a stool, lit a cigarette, squinted his eyes, and stared quietly at the busy figure, seeming to be thinking about something in the smoke.

Yan Xiaoyao looked at Yu Li's busy back and thought, "It's true. In this courtyard, only she, Qin Huairu, and Lou Xiao'e have good looks and figures. The others are not good. As for the legendary Sha Zhu's sister, He Yushui has never seen her. I'll see her when I have the chance."

Yu Li, who was working, suddenly felt a pair of burning eyes staring at her from behind. Thinking that there was no one else except Yan Xiaoyao, her face suddenly turned red like a ripe apple.

After lighting the stove, she hurriedly went to heat the kang.

Thinking about how the Yan family made a woman like me run to another man's room in the middle of the night to heat the kang for him, and thinking about all the grievances she had suffered in the Yan family since she married Yan Jiecheng, she could no longer suppress the bitterness in her heart, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

While she was heating the kang, she gently shrugged her shoulders and sobbed softly. Her suppressed crying sounded particularly sad in the silent room. Her tears fell drop by drop on the ground, as if telling of her endless pain.

Yan Xiaoyao, who was staring at Yu Li and thinking, suddenly felt confused and frowned when he heard the woman crying.

He put out the cigarette, walked quickly to Yu Li's side and squatted down.

He patted her shoulder gently and said anxiously, "Oh, my dear sister, why are you crying all of a sudden? If others see this, they will say that I bullied you!"

As he said that, he quickly took out a White Rabbit candy, peeled it open with swift movements, and stuffed it into Yu Li's mouth. Then he wiped her tears tenderly and said softly, "Okay, eat some candy to sweeten your heart, and don't cry anymore. If you have any grievances, tell me and see if I can help you."

Yu Li's face turned red with shame at this moment, and that red was like the gorgeous sunset in the sky.

She felt the sweetness of the White Rabbit milk candy that Yan Xiaoyao stuffed into her mouth, and his gentle movements as he wiped away her tears with a look of tenderness on his face.

I felt my heart beating wildly, as if it was going to jump out of my throat. My whole body felt like someone had pressed the acupoints on it, and my body instantly became stiff and uncontrollable.

After a long while, she felt that she had regained control of her body. She quickly pushed Yan Xiaoyao away and stood up, saying in a panic: "Okay, the kang is almost ready. You can heat it yourself later. I'll go back first."

After saying that, he covered his chest with his hands and hurriedly ran towards the door like a frightened deer.

Yu Li's breathing was rapid and disordered, and the sound of her heartbeat was like thunder in her ears.

As soon as she stepped out of the door, she almost tripped, but she didn't care about that and continued to run forward quickly. The cool breeze at night brushed against Yu Li's hot cheeks, but it couldn't calm her inner panic at all.

The scene of her close contact with Yan Xiaoyao just now kept flashing in her mind, and her heartbeat became more and more intense. After Yu Li ran out of Yan Xiaoyao's house, she looked up at the sky and saw that the sky was as dark as ink.

She slowly leaned against the corridor in the middle courtyard, gently wiped the tears that had not yet dried, and covered her burning face with both hands. She felt that the heat seemed to burn her hands and her face seemed to be burned.

Then, she subconsciously covered her chest, which was still beating violently like a deer, and tried to calm her raging heartbeat.

She just stood there quietly, taking in everything that had just happened in the room. Her thoughts were tangled like a tangled mess, and the gentle wiping of tears and the sweet candy in her mouth kept flashing in her mind, making her unable to calm down for a long time.

After a long while, I had finished the White Rabbit milk candy in my mouth, but the sweet taste still seemed to linger on the tip of my tongue.

Yu Li felt her heart gradually calming down. She wiped her face carefully again and looked at it in the moonlight again and again to make sure there was no trace of crying on her face. After making sure there was nothing unusual, she took a deep breath, straightened her clothes, and walked home with slightly heavy steps.

After arriving home, Yu Li sat on the edge of the bed, her heart still pounding. She thought about what happened tonight, and her heart was in a mess.

"What kind of person is Yan Xiaoyao? Is he treating me like this out of kindness or does he have other intentions?" The more Yu Li thought about it, the more confused she became.

"Forget it, forget it. I don't want to think about it anymore. I'd better have less contact with him alone in the future to avoid causing trouble." But somehow, Yan Xiaoyao's figure always lingered in her mind.

When Yan Jiecheng saw Yu Li come home, he hurried into the room.

Because the room was rather narrow, so cramped that there wasn't even room for a stool, the two could only sit side by side on the bed.

Yan Jiecheng's face was full of anxiety, and his eyes were filled with worry. He asked, "Wife, have you been bullied at Yan Xiaoyao's house? Has Yan Xiaoyao ever done anything to you?"