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

"This is one hundred and seventy dollars."

Zhang Zhiqiang took out one hundred and seventy yuan and handed it over.

The salesperson took the money and counted it. It was seventeen Great Unity banknotes and felt thick, so he needed to count them carefully.

"No problem. Normally we give one box of thread and one bottle of lubricant. Brother Zhang, I'll give you two boxes of thread and two bottles of lubricant."

Seeing that Zhang Zhiqiang was so straightforward, the salesperson also spoke straightforwardly.

"Brother Sun, given our relationship, I would give you three boxes of thread and three bottles of lubricant."

"Row."

Zhang Zhiqiang didn't expect the salesperson to agree directly. At this time, Zhang Zhiqiang had only one thought in his mind: it's over, the price was too low.

Ran Qiuye looked at Zhang Zhiqiang with admiration. She had followed Zhang Zhiqiang to buy things. If she had bought them by herself, she would probably only get a box of thread and a bottle of lubricant.

Ran Qiuye did not see Zhang Zhiqiang giving cigarettes to the salesperson, so she thought Zhang Zhiqiang was very capable and had really strong social skills.

The salesperson quickly issued a receipt, stamped it with a big seal and handed it to Zhang Zhiqiang. This thing cannot be thrown away as it is the proof of purchase.

"Brother Zhang, do you want to take the sewing machine yourself or should we send it to you?"

the salesperson asked.

"Could you please send it to the front yard of Meiman Courtyard and give it to Ran Bowen, and say that it was bought by Zhang Zhiqiang."

"Okay, I remember."

The salesperson wrote down the information, put the free thread and lubricant into a bag and handed it to Zhang Zhiqiang. They were only responsible for delivering the sewing machine, so such small items still had to be picked up by oneself.

Afterwards, Zhang Zhiqiang bought some snacks and candies at the supply and marketing cooperative, and the matter of buying a sewing machine was completed.

"Honey, you are awesome. Where are we going next?"

After coming out, he said to Zhang Zhiqiang with stars in his eyes.

"Naughty, awesome. Whatever you say during the day, wait till night."

Zhang Zhiqiang raised his eyebrows and said to Ran Qiuye with a wicked smile.

"Oh, what are you doing!"

Ran Qiuye touched her hot face and felt that she had been assimilated by Zhang Zhiqiang and turned into a dirty little girl after staying there for too long. How come she could understand every joke Zhang Zhiqiang said?

"Okay, wife, let's go for a walk first, then go to the market to buy some meat and vegetables, and then go back to your house."

Zhang Zhiqiang planned that it was still early and it would be a little too early to go there.

"What do you mean my home? That's our home."

Ran Qiuye finally found Zhang Zhiqiang's point and continued to insist.

"No, our house is in the Red Star Courtyard, and the Beautiful Courtyard is your home."

Zhang Zhiqiang corrected.

"Why do I feel like what you said makes sense?"

Ran Qiuye touched his head, feeling something was wrong.

"Okay, don't think about it, let's go shopping and see if there's anything else we want to buy."

Zhang Zhiqiang pulled Zhang Zhiqiang towards the bicycle.

"Hey, it's still outside, let me go."

Ran Qiuye struggled to break free. She never expected that her man would be so bold outside.

Zhang Zhiqiang smiled lightly upon hearing this, and did not pull her anymore. This was how things were in this era. Even if they were husband and wife, they could not pull each other around outside. It would have a bad influence. Of course, no one would care about them when they got home.

Afterwards, the couple wandered around aimlessly, stopping from time to time to buy some snacks for Ran Qiuye. They said they were bought for Ran Qiuye, but Ran Qiuye's small stomach could not eat much, and most of it was eaten by Zhang Zhiqiang.

The supply and marketing cooperative worked very quickly, mainly because it was just after noon and they didn't have much work to do, so when they finally got an order, they loaded it up and delivered it to Meiman Siheyuan.

There are three people in total, one older and two younger. They all work with the supply and marketing cooperatives and can be said to be deliverymen.

"You two should be careful. This trip is not far. We can get there early and come back early."

Said the older man with a full beard.

"Okay bro."

The remaining two people answered in unison.

The division of labor among the three people is very clear: one person pulls the cart, one person pushes it from the back, and one person is left to watch the sewing machine. After walking for a while, the three of them will take turns so that no one will get tired.

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"dong dong dong~"

After the three of them arrived at the Meiman Courtyard, they saw that the gate was open and some women were doing handicrafts and chatting with each other under the shade of trees.

When the women heard someone knocking on the door, they looked towards it. They couldn't take their eyes off it at first glance because they saw what they had always dreamed of - a sewing machine.

Who among the young girls and wives in the whole city doesn't want to own a sewing machine? It is said that using this thing to do manual work is more than ten times faster than doing it by yourself. However, there is not a single sewing machine in the entire Meiman Siheyuan.

Although the women did not know exactly what ten times was, they knew in their hearts that it would be there very soon.

After being stunned for a moment, the women ran to the door, wanting to know who bought the sewing machine.

"Comrade, was this sewing machine delivered to our hospital? Who bought it?"

A gray-haired, oldest woman asked, with a glimmer of anticipation in her eyes.

If Zhang Zhiqiang were here, he would definitely be able to tell her identity at a glance: the director of the Meiman Siheyuan Intelligence Station.

"Yes, comrade. Excuse me, is this the Meiman Courtyard?"

The three of them were afraid of making a mistake, after all, it was something worth more than a hundred dollars, so they asked.

"Yes, our courtyard is the Meiman Siheyuan. Who bought this?"

The women were all excited. It really was from their yard. No matter who bought it, if they wanted to use it, they could spend some money. The sewing machine looked new, which was great.

"It's Comrade Ran Bowen's house. Is Comrade Ran Bowen home?"

The older deliveryman took a look at the list and said that people in their line of work have to be careful, after all, these are precious things.

"Old Ran?"

"No way, can the old Ran family still afford a sewing machine?"

"Wait a moment, I'll go call Lao Ran."

A young woman ran quickly towards the Ran family.

At this time, the Ran family.

Father Ran was chatting with Mother Ran. They were both very relaxed now. Their only daughter was married and married a very good man. Their task as parents was almost completed. The next step was to help look after their little grandson.

"Qiangzi and the others should be here soon, right? They kidnapped my daughter for such a long time and never came to see her."

Father Ran took a sip of tea and said in a sour tone.

"Maybe tomorrow? Qiuye has the day off today, and my son-in-law has to work tomorrow."

"How can you be like this? You are drinking someone else's tea and still talking about them here."

There was a hint of blame in Ran's mother's tone, but she also found Ran's father's childish appearance somewhat funny.

"Humph, I raised my daughter to this age, and he married her off just like that. What's wrong with me drinking some tea from him? I'll need him to take care of me in my old age."

Father Ran said proudly while drinking tea that it can be said that Zhang Zhiqiang satisfies him in every aspect.

"Well, well, well, you have a good son-in-law."

Speaking of this, Ran's mother was also very happy. Needless to say, Zhang Zhiqiang was obviously a filial child.

Both of them are good at making money, especially Zhang Zhiqiang, who can earn more than 70 yuan a month. Even if the salary does not increase in the future, Ran's mother will feel that her later years will be very happy.

"Laoran, Laoran, come out quickly, the sewing machine you bought has arrived."

Ran's father and mother looked at the neighbor who rushed in with surprise. They didn't even hear what the neighbor said. They were just shocked by the fact that someone rushed into their house.