Siheyuan: Qin Huairu relies on me

"you……"

"Shut up."

Lou Bancheng glared at Lou Xiaoe, then turned his head to look at Zhao Xiyan and said, "Young man, you really don't look like a country boy..."

"Boss Lou, if we count three generations back, who didn't come from the countryside?"

Zhao Xiyan shook his head and smiled, "Now is the time for the poor and lower-middle peasants to be in charge. City dwellers naturally have their own advantages, but it would be bad if they used these advantages as a source of pride."

Mrs. Lou looked extremely unhappy.

She had lived for decades, but this was the first time she was scolded like this.

"Mrs. Lou, don't look at me like that. If you really want to deal with me, you can try."

Zhao Xiyan lit a cigarette and chuckled, "I believe that if you dare to touch me, there will be 10,000 people above who want to clean up your Lou family..."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

Lou Bancheng was amazed. "Brother, it's a pity that you are already married. If you were not married, I would really like to give Xiao E to you."

Qin Huairu became nervous for a moment when she heard this.

She glared at Lou Bancheng fiercely. If they were in the countryside, she would have poured the soup on the table onto his face.

"Don't worry, I'm not lucky enough to enjoy it." Zhao Xiyan sighed, "These days... peace and safety are better than anything else. Mr. Lou, we just met by chance, so don't make many things too clear."

If we have to say who is a good person in the courtyard, it must be Lou Xiao'e.

Although this girl is spoiled, she is kind-hearted after all. Otherwise, with her knowledge, Xu Damao would never be able to defeat her.

"That's right, peace and safety are better than anything else."

Lou Bancheng sighed deeply.

But deep down he still felt a little skeptical. He had already taken over half of the shares of the steel mill, so there was no reason for the higher-ups to continue targeting him.

But what Zhao Xiyan said was right. He really didn't dare to touch the other party. Now was the time for the workers and peasants to be in charge.

Lou Xiao'e glanced at her mother's livid face, then looked at Zhao Xiyan who seemed fine. She couldn't help but feel curious about him. After all, no one had ever made their mother so angry before.

"Eat quickly, it will be dark soon." Zhao Xiyan said to Qin Huairu.

"Eh."

Qin Huairu took a sip of the soup and immediately felt very satisfied.

Yang Quanren in the distance looked at Zhao Xiyan with great interest. He had just suspected that this guy was a child of a wealthy family, and now it seemed that it was true.

What a country boy. It would be weird if you believed him.

The countryman was able to silence Mrs. Lou with just a few words. He didn't use a single swear word, but the threat was evident in his words.

Several people were eating quietly.

Lou Bancheng originally wanted to chat with Zhao Xiyan for a few more words, but seeing that there were diners sitting around, he gave up the idea.

"Xiao Zhao, I can't eat anymore..." Qin Huairu said with a red face.

"Boss Yang, do you have any boxes? Pack them up." Zhao Xiyan said loudly.

"can."

Yang Quanren came over carrying an antique wooden box and chuckled, "It's better to eat this roast duck today, otherwise it will smell fishy tomorrow."

"Eat it as a midnight snack later."

Zhao Xiyan chuckled and said, "How do I calculate the price of this box..."

"Just bring it back for me next time you come to eat." Yang Quanren said with a smile.

"no problem."

Zhao Xiyan took out a cigarette and handed it to him, then turned his head to Lou Bancheng and said, "Boss Lou, we're done eating, enjoy your meal..."

"it is good."

Lou Bancheng nodded with a smile.

Madam Lou looked at Zhao Xiyan's receding back and gritted her teeth and said, "This man is so rude..."

"Someone praised your daughter and you pulled a long face and said that person was impolite?" Lou Bancheng joked.

"This boy looks good and is eloquent. I'm afraid his lover will be worried in the future." Mrs. Lou sneered.

"He really doesn't like your daughter." Lou Bancheng shook his head and said, "Believe it or not, even if he is not married, he will not marry your daughter..."

"Dad, what are you talking about?" Lou Xiao'e's pretty face flushed.

"Do you really believe what he said?" Mrs. Lou raised her eyebrows slightly.

"I'd rather believe it."

Lou Bancheng smiled bitterly and stopped talking about it.

Lou Xiao'e was a little unconvinced. He didn't want to marry me? I didn't want to marry him either?

But she changed her mind and couldn't help feeling a little discouraged.

This guy is married and his wife is quite pretty.

Siheyuan.

As soon as Zhao Xiyan and Qin Huairu walked in with the lunch box, they were stunned.

"Who did it?" Qin Huairu shouted angrily.

"Don't shout."

Zhao Xiyan squeezed her hand and walked towards his home.

Let's just call it a home, after all, almost all the windows are broken and there is a big hole on the door.

Qin Huairu looked at the dilapidated house and couldn't help but hugged Zhao Xiyan and burst into tears.

Zhao Xiyan didn't care.

If you want to play, I won't accept surrender.

A good while.

Qin Huairu wiped her tears and started to clean up. There was not even a bed in the room, so she had to sleep on the floor at night.

Zhao Xiyan sat on the threshold outside the house with his legs crossed, scanning Zhao's Supermarket in his mind, with a slight smile on his face.

With a flip of his right hand, an exquisite slingshot appeared in his hand. There was also a small bag on the slingshot, which was filled with steel balls.

He bought this thing for himself to play with. Although it was not a prohibited item, he did not dare to use it to hit small animals. He just used it to hit cans on the roof of his home.

The young men in the yard looked at him with gloating eyes, especially the fair-skinned young man, whose mouth was almost grinning from ear to ear.

"Dude, it's very cold in this city at night, don't catch a cold."

"Brother, you are a good man. What is your surname..." Zhao Xiyan said with a smile.

"Xu Damao."

The fair-skinned young man came over and said with a smile, "Brother, this is Sijiu City, not Zhangzhuang or Lizhuang..."

"Oh, from the sound of your voice, your ancestors are from this city?" Zhao Xiyan asked in surprise.

"Just listen to his nonsense."

Sha Zhu said, "This kid is from Shanxi, begging for food in Beijing..."

"Hahaha."

Everyone laughed.

Zhao Xiyan, in particular, laughed so hard that he fell forward and backward.

"Silly Zhu, go to hell, isn't your family the same?" Xu Damao sneered, "If your father hadn't learned to be a cook, how could you get into a steel mill with your appearance? You can't even beg for food."

"Xu Damao, you deserve a beating, don't you?" Sha Zhu stood up instantly.

"Shazhu, you can't let outsiders laugh at you." Jia Dongxu said calmly, "Although we are not from Beijing, we were born and raised in Beijing... We are much better than those country bumpkins."

"Brother Dongxu is right."

Shazhu sat back on the stool.

Xu Damao breathed a sigh of relief. He was not afraid of being beaten by Sha Zhu, but he was afraid of losing face in front of Zhao Xiyan.

After all, in his eyes, Zhao Xiyan was at the bottom of the Siheyuan.

I was abandoned by my father, so I came to Sijiu City to take over the job.

Just a lucky country bumpkin.