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

The next day, Zhang Zhiqiang got up early as usual, but his biological clock had already been formed and he couldn't fall asleep no matter how hard he tried.

He still did two sets of boxing, and Zhang Zhiqiang specially made a little more breakfast.

Wan Heng and Li Lixin are also workers. They must have the habit of getting up early. They might come soon. If you ask them for help, you should at least provide them with meals.

After the meal was ready, Ran Qiuye was still sleeping soundly. Seeing that Ran Qiuye was like Sleeping Beauty, Zhang Zhiqiang couldn't help but move closer and kissed her twice on the forehead and cheek.

"Um, what time is it?"

Ran Qiuye asked in a daze.

"Breakfast is ready, hurry up and eat."

Zhang Zhiqiang touched Ran Qiuye's head lovingly.

"Good~"

Ran Qiuye responded with a long tone.

Zhang Zhiqiang's heart was immediately melted. How could his wife be so cute?

"dong dong dong~"

Just as Ran Qiuye and Zhang Zhiqiang were having dinner, there was a knock on the door.

"Could it be Qin Huairu?"

Ran Qiuye hesitated and said that this was not the first or second time that Qin Huairu had knocked on the door while eating.

"It shouldn't be. I'll go check it out."

Zhang Zhiqiang put down the eggs in his hand, stood up and said.

"Who?"

Zhang Zhiqiang asked at the door.

"Master, it's me."

Li Lixin's voice was heard outside.

"Why are you here so soon?"

Zhang Zhiqiang opened the door and smiled. It was only morning and he thought it would take a while for him to arrive.

"Not only him, I'm here too."

Wan Heng's head was stuffed in. Li Lixin was too tall, and if Wan Heng was not in front, he would really not be able to see.

"Master, this is the paint and leather you asked me to bring."

Li Lixin handed the thing to Zhang Zhiqiang.

"Thank you, Lixin, otherwise I wouldn't be able to handle these things."

Zhang Zhiqiang took the thing and said seriously.

"Hey, Master, why are you saying this? We are all family. I happen to have it at home, so it's only natural that I bring it to you."

Li Lixin scratched his head awkwardly. In his heart, he already regarded Zhang Zhiqiang as his elder, and he really didn't know what to do when faced with the thanks from an elder.

"Okay, come in quickly. I've prepared breakfast for you."

"Wife, Wan Heng and Li Xin are here."

While greeting Ran Qiuye, Zhang Zhiqiang led Wan Heng and Li Lixin in.

"Hello, sister-in-law."

"Hello, Master!"

Wan Heng and Li Lixin greeted Ran Qiuye, one calling her sister-in-law and the other calling her master's wife.

Ran Qiuye felt embarrassed for calling her that. How old was she and she was already someone else's master's wife?

"Brother Wanheng, hello Lixin."

"Hurry up and sit down. I'll serve you breakfast."

Ran Qiuye said this as she walked towards the kitchen, leaving space for the three men to talk.

Ran Qiuye comes from a scholarly family and behaves well, which makes Zhang Zhiqiang feel very proud.

"Wow, Master, your family has meat for breakfast."

Li Lixin exclaimed as he looked at the things on the table. What did he see? Meat, eggs, and porridge. This is probably what the life of a rich landlord is like, right?

"Eat quickly, even food can't stop your mouth."

Zhang Zhiqiang threw an egg to Li Lixin, saying that his apprentice was too young and was always noisy in doing anything.

Look at Wan Heng, he has started eating without saying a word.

The words are divided into two parts.

The wood ordered by Zhang Zhiqiang was also delivered, and he was stopped by Yan Bugui at the door.

"Just sign it, and you can just unload the wood here. Why can't you understand me?"

Yan Bugui was furious.

When Yan Bugui came out, he saw someone pulling a cart of wood over. With his sharp eyesight he could tell at a glance that it was all good wood.

So Yan Bugui thought about how to get this batch of wood as he was in need of a desk, and Yan Jiecheng recently reported that his house was in need of a cabinet.

If he could cut down this batch of wood, he would have both a desk and a cabinet.

"No, this is ordered by someone else, and it must be delivered to the owner."

The delivery man was a very principled person and he just didn't agree.

"I am Yan Bugui, the third uncle in the courtyard. Don't you understand what my position is in the Red Star Courtyard?"

"There is nothing I cannot get if I set my eyes on it. Whose wood do you think this belongs to? I wonder if he dares not to give it to me."

Yan Bugui said, his face brimming with confidence.

"His name is Zhang Zhiqiang."

The old man said.

"Ah? Zhang... Zhang Zhiqiang."

Yan Bugui was embarrassed. It would be fine if it belonged to Yi Zhonghai, but why did it have to be Zhang Zhiqiang's?

"Well, I'll go get someone for you."

Yan Bugui ran to the backyard with his short legs. Every second he stayed would add another second of embarrassment.

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"Qiangzi, Qiangzi, your wood has arrived."

Yan Bugui knocked on Zhang Zhiqiang's door and shouted inside.

"Wanheng, Lixin, the work has come, let's go."

Zhang Zhiqiang took the two of them and prepared to go out.

"Thank you, Uncle San."

Zhang Zhiqiang opened the door, said a polite word, and prepared to receive his own wood.

"It's okay, we are all neighbors, we should help each other."

Yan Bugui did not mention a word about the wood he had just prepared.

Just kidding, it depends on who the cigarette belongs to. If it belongs to an ordinary resident, it’s no problem to take half of it. If it belongs to an old man or a middle-aged man, you can smoke a few secretly.

If it belongs to Zhang Zhiqiang, forget it, you will definitely not be able to get it.

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

Zhang Zhiqiang saw his own wood.

"Hello comrade, your wood and sponge have been delivered. Here is the order."

The old man handed the form to Zhang Zhiqiang for signature.

After Zhang Zhiqiang signed, he handed it to the old man.

"Do you want me to help you get in?"

The old man asked, most people nowadays are honest, if Zhang Zhiqiang asked for help, the old man might really help.

"No need, uncle. You've worked hard so early in the morning. We can just move it."

Zhang Zhiqiang said this and handed over a cigarette.

"Oh, thank you for the effort!"

When the old man saw Zhang Zhiqiang giving him a cigarette with a handle, he happily took it and put it on his ear, reluctant to smoke it.

"Wan Heng, Li Xin, hurry up and do it."

Zhang Zhiqiang called out and started unloading the goods.

"Okay, get to work."

"Okay master."

Wan Heng and Li Lixin agreed and got busy.

"Qiangzi, do you think you can use Third Uncle? Can Third Uncle help you a little?"

Yan Bugui came forward and asked.

"Goodbye, Third Uncle. You should go back and have a rest. The three of us can finish this job in no time."

Zhang Zhiqiang refused outright. Yan Bugui was such a calculating man, so his offer to help definitely wouldn't be for free. He was probably trying to get something out of him.

Yan Bugui had a grim look on his face and went back with his hands behind his back. Anyone would feel uncomfortable if he was rejected after offering to help.

However, what Zhang Zhiqiang said was indeed correct. Yan Bugui thought that Zhang Zhiqiang would definitely not be able to use up all the wood, and when the time came, he could ask Zhang Zhiqiang to make a desk for him.

Qin Huairu was washing clothes in the middle courtyard, waiting for Sha Zhu's blind date to arrive.

Sha Zhu's blind date didn't show up for the wedding, but Zhang Zhiqiang came with two people, walking back and forth with a lot of wood in their hands.

Qin Huairu was curious and didn't know what Zhang Zhiqiang wanted to do. She wanted to ask him, but Zhang Zhiqiang had embarrassed her so much yesterday.

Qin Huairu wondered whether Zhang Zhiqiang would take the initiative to say hello, but after waiting for several times, she was disappointed. Zhang Zhiqiang had no intention of talking to her at all and completely ignored her.