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

After the meal, we dispersed and everyone was anxious to go back and rest, after all, they had to go to work the next day.

Yi Zhonghai looked at Zhang Zhiqiang and seemed to want to say something several times, but in the end he said nothing. He probably knew that Zhang Zhiqiang was too lazy to pay attention to him. After all, he was still thinking about kicking Zhang Zhiqiang out of the workshop today.

Others may not be able to see this little trick, but it will definitely not be hidden from Zhang Zhiqiang.

The weather was already a bit cold, and it got dark early. Zhang Zhiqiang rode slowly on the road. After all, there were no street lights yet, and it was very dark.

"dong dong dong~"

"Wife, I'm back."

Zhang Zhiqiang knocked on the door, not knowing whether his wife missed him or not.

"Hubby, you're back. I left some food for you."

Ran Qiuye opened the door and helped Zhang Zhiqiang push the bicycle in.

"I was working overtime at the factory, and the factory provided meals. I ate three white flour buns."

"Wife, what did you cook at home?"

Zhang Zhiqiang hugged Ran Qiuye and prepared to reward her.

"Oh, let go."

"Hurry up and wash up. I made myself a bowl of noodles."

Ran Qiuye pushed Zhang Zhiqiang away with disgust and replied.

Ran Qiuye was not the kind of person who didn't understand things. She felt honored that Zhang Zhiqiang was able to stay in the factory to work overtime, as this was an opportunity not everyone had.

In addition, her husband is capable and can earn more than 70 yuan a month, and there is always white flour and meat at home, which also makes her very satisfied.

Marry a man, get clothes to wear and food to eat, that's all there is to life. Now you don't have to worry about food and clothing at all in your family.

The most important thing is that Zhang Zhiqiang is nice to her and respects her very much, which makes Ran Qiuye feel that life is really happy.

Some of her colleagues at Red Star Primary School are married, but their lives are a mess. The men in their families are unwilling to work, and they have problems with food and clothing.

The most important thing is that he can't stand the fact that his wife is better than him, and he often uses beating and scolding to protect his insignificant dignity.

That kind of life is really scary to think about, so Ran Qiuye is really satisfied to be able to marry Zhang Zhiqiang. She thinks this is probably the most beautiful form of love.

Zhang Zhiqiang also listened to Ran Qiuye and went to wash up with a smile.

After finishing, it was almost ten o'clock, and it was almost time to go to bed, so Zhang Zhiqiang didn't plan to study tonight.

"Wife, it's almost time to go to bed. You have to go to work tomorrow."

Zhang Zhiqiang laughed, walked over and held Ran Qiuye in his arms, with a very obscene expression.

"Well, go to bed."

"You've worked too hard today, take a good rest at night."

Ran Qiuye said gently, and the look in her eyes when she looked at Zhang Zhiqiang was so tearful.

"sleep."

Zhang Zhiqiang couldn't wait to pull Ran Qiuye onto the bed.

Take off your clothes and turn off the lights in one go.

"Hey, bad guy, what are you doing? You have to go to work tomorrow."

Ran Qiuye grabbed Zhang Zhiqiang's mischievous hand.

"Ahem, my dear, I'm already very tired after a day's work. How can you bear to reject my lovely me?"

Zhang Zhiqiang said this in a pitiful tone, trying to soften Ran Qiuye's heart.

"No, I'm having my period."

That is to say, the lights were turned off, otherwise Zhang Zhiqiang would definitely see that Ran Qiuye’s face was blushing.

"Oh, I see. Then you should pay attention these two days. If you have any questions, just leave them to me. If you really can't do anything, just take a leave and rest at home."

"it is good."

Although it was just a few words, Ran Qiuye felt warm in her heart. This was a manifestation of Zhang Zhiqiang's care for her.

"Then go to sleep, good night, my wife."

"Good night, husband~"

Silent all night.

The next day, Zhang Zhiqiang woke up very early again. He was a little excited today because it was time to sign in again.

"System, sign in."

Zhang Zhiqiang muttered to himself, not knowing what good stuff he could draw this time.

"Ding! The host can choose to sign in normally or v me fifty yuan to sign in for a bonus pool upgrade."

The mechanical voice of the system sounded in Zhang Zhiqiang's mind.

“The prize pool has been upgraded.”

Zhang Zhiqiang said without thinking that the things obtained by paying money must be better than ordinary ones.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining thirty Great Unity cards, seventh-level benchwork skills, and elementary carpentry skills."

The system's voice echoed in Zhang Zhiqiang's mind. Zhang Zhiqiang was stunned for a few seconds, then he almost jumped up with excitement.

These are all good stuff this time. Thirty cards of Great Unity are three hundred yuan. Minus the fifty yuan you spend on the system, you still have two hundred and fifty yuan left. Uh, you are the stupid one.

Money is a small matter. What is more important is the locksmith skills. With this, Zhang Zhiqiang can take the assessment for the seventh-level locksmith, and then he will earn more than 80 yuan a month.

Together with Ran Qiuye's salary, the two of them could earn more than 120 yuan a month, which was definitely the highest-income family in the entire courtyard.

This carpentry skill is not useless. Although it is only at the elementary level, it should be enough to make some furniture.

The furniture used in Zhang Zhiqiang's house is not bad. It is made of rosewood and will be worth a lot of money after decades.

However, the last time Zhang Zhiqiang went to Aunt Zhou's house, he fell in love with her sofa. It was so comfortable to sit on. If he bought some wood and sponge, maybe he could make one himself.

Zhang Zhiqiang has had the idea of ​​making a sofa for a long time. Now, he can make it himself.

Zhang Zhiqiang first stood up and performed two sets of boxing. Practicing martial arts requires persistence. If you don’t practice for a day, your hands will feel unfamiliar.

Then Zhang Zhiqiang started to make breakfast. His wife said she had her period last night and needed to nourish her body.

Zhang Zhiqiang was in a good mood today. He cooked a pot of porridge, boiled a few eggs, and fried a few pieces of pork in hot oil. He sprinkled some salt and chili powder on them, and they were so fragrant.

"Wife, get up and eat."

Zhang Zhiqiang gently shook Ran Qiuye.

"Well, I agreed to cook today."

Ran Qiuye shook her head cutely. She still remembered that she said she would make breakfast for Zhang Zhiqiang yesterday, but why didn’t she get up now?

"Hurry up and wash up and get ready for dinner. You can make breakfast for me tomorrow."

Zhang Zhiqiang gently rubbed Ran Qiuye's head.

"it is good."

Ran Qiuye agreed obediently.

"Wow, what did you do?"

As soon as Ran Qiuye came out of the shower, she smelled a fragrance.

"I fried some pork for you."

Zhang Zhiqiang said as he scooped porridge for Ran Qiuye.

"How much oil will this waste? Zhang Zhiqiang, are you going to skip it?"

Ran Qiuye remembered that her mother said this at the time. She would say this every time Ran's father used too much oil when cooking.

"Eat quickly, our family is still short of this little bit of oil."

Zhang Zhiqiang said unhappily, what is Ran Qiuye talking about?

"good husband."

Ran Qiuye smiled playfully and sat down to have breakfast.

"Here, your nutritious porridge. I added sugar to it. Be careful, it's hot."

Zhang Zhiqiang brought the porridge over and placed it in front of Ran Qiuye.

Ran Qiuye's eyes curved like crescent moons when she smiled. It was really great to have a husband like her.

"it is good."

Ran Qiuye first picked up a piece of pork and put it in her mouth. Her eyes lit up. It had a unique flavor.

"It's delicious, can I have another piece?"

Ran Qiuye said in surprise.

"Eat quickly, it's all yours."

As Zhang Zhiqiang spoke, his hands did not stop as he peeled eggs for Ran Qiuye.

"Okay, you eat one too."

Ran Qiuye did not eat alone, but picked up a piece of pork and fed it to Zhang Zhiqiang.