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

After finishing his meal, Zhang Zhiqiang said goodbye to Ran’s father and mother.

After leaving Ran's house, Zhang Zhiqiang rode his bicycle quickly to the steel rolling mill. He had to go to work in the afternoon and could not be delayed.

The only difference was that Zhang Zhiqiang had an extra letter in his pocket. It was given to him by Ran's father, asking him to take it to find Cheng Hongjun.

There were no particularly difficult parts to process in the afternoon shift, so Zhang Zhiqiang finished quickly. He then began to instruct his fellow workers on the operations and answer Li Lixin's questions.

Time flies, and it's time to get off work in a blink of an eye.

Zhang Zhiqiang rode his bicycle to People's Square. On the way, he took out four watermelons, put them in his bag, and placed them on the handlebars of his bicycle.

When they were almost at People's Square, Zhang Zhiqiang saw Ran Qiuye waving at him from afar. She looked very cute.

"Wife, what are you so happy about?"

Zhang Zhiqiang parked the bicycle steadily in front of Ran Qiuye.

"It's okay, what is this, husband?"

Zhang Zhiqiang looked at the bulging object on the handlebar of Zhang Zhiqiang's bicycle and asked curiously.

"Nothing, just some fruit for you."

Zhang Zhiqiang patted the watermelon and said proudly.

"What kind of fruit is so big?"

Ran Qiuye looked at Zhang Zhiqiang with shining eyes and anticipation.

"Surprise, wife, come up quickly, let's go back first."

Zhang Zhiqiang patted the back seat of the bicycle and said to Ran Qiuye.

"it is good."

Ran Qiuye didn't hesitate, got on the bicycle and put her arm around Zhang Zhiqiang's waist.

"Let's go."

Zhang Zhiqiang kicked his feet and walked towards home.

"By the way, wife, we are not going to eat at home this afternoon. Let's go to Aunt Zhou's house for dinner."

Zhang Zhiqiang told Ran Qiuye that this was all agreed upon this morning.

"Huh? Why are you going to someone else's house for dinner?"

Ran Qiuye asked doubtfully, how nice it is to eat at home, and you can rest early after eating.

"We can't finish all these fruits, so I thought I'd send two to Aunt Zhou and Uncle Zhou, and have a meal there before coming back."

Zhang Zhiqiang explained, besides, this is how relationships are, the closer you get, the closer you get.

"Hubby, you don't love me anymore."

Ran Qiuye said suddenly.

"Ah? What nonsense are you talking about, my wife? If I don't love you, who else can I love?"

Zhang Zhiqiang was at a loss for words. Why would his wife have such a question?

"Then why did you give my fruit to someone else instead of telling me to send it to my parents?"

Ran Qiuye said with a pout.

What she wanted to express was that no matter how close Aunt Zhou and her family were, they were definitely not as close as her parents. They were a family, and Zhang Zhiqiang didn't even think of giving anything to his own parents. It was really too much.

"Haha, you can think of things that I can't. I sent it to our parents at noon."

"By the way, I told our parents about your pregnancy."

Zhang Zhiqiang said with a smile that he thought his wife was very cute.

"Ah? What did they say?"

Ran Qiuye asked in panic.

She was inexplicably nervous, as if she had made a mistake and been caught.

"They are very happy. I also said that I will renovate our house in a few months and let them come over to take care of you."

Zhang Zhiqiang shared this with Ran Qiuye while riding his bike attentively.

"Don't need them to come, I can take care of myself."

Ran Qiuye felt that Zhang Zhiqiang was really making a fuss out of nothing. It was just a pregnancy, so why did she have to be so delicate and need someone to take care of her?

"Wife, you are not alone now. I go to work every day and you are alone at home. How can I feel at ease? If there is someone to take care of you, I will feel more at ease."

Zhang Zhiqiang smiled and said to Ran Qiuye that this is how it is in this era, women don’t think pregnancy is a big deal.

Especially in rural areas, some women are still working in the fields when they are about to give birth. It seems that they will spend their whole lives in the fields once they are about to give birth. They are really very tough.

"OK then."

Ran Qiuye agreed, she knew Zhang Zhiqiang was doing it for her own good.

When they arrived at the gate of the courtyard, Ran Qiuye got off the bicycle and Zhang Zhiqiang pushed the bicycle inside.

forecourt.

As soon as Zhang Zhiqiang entered the door, he saw the third uncle Yan Bugui. The only difference was that the third uncle was not watering the flowers. Instead, he was wiping his bicycle with a basin of water.

It seems that compared with the newly bought second-hand bicycle, Yan Bugui’s potted plants have fallen out of favor.

"Hey, Qiangzi, Teacher Ran, you're back so early."

Yan Bugui saw Zhang Zhiqiang and Ran Qiuye coming back and greeted them.

Especially when he saw the bulge on the handlebar of Zhang Zhiqiang's bicycle, his eyes lit up.

"***."

Ran Qiuye nodded as a greeting.

"Well, is Uncle Three cleaning the car?"

Zhang Zhiqiang responded that since people have greeted him, he couldn't just ignore them. Sometimes there was nothing he could do. Zhang Zhiqiang felt that he was a very polite person.

"That's right. We finally got a big new item for our family, so we have to be careful with it."

Yan Bugui saw Zhang Zhiqiang responded, put down the towel and walked over, his eyes occasionally looking at the bag on the handlebar of Zhang Zhiqiang's bicycle, thinking about how he could make some calculations.

"Qiangzi, you just bought this car and you don't take good care of it. How about this, I'm cleaning my car right now, so I'll help you clean it too."

Yan Bugui looked at Zhang Zhiqiang's bicycle and pretended to be concerned and said, "Zhang Zhiqiang really doesn't take good care of his bicycle. Look at this, how can there be dirt on the bicycle wheel?"

"No need, uncle. Things are bought to be used. If the bicycle breaks, just buy another one."

"Wife, go home."

After Zhang Zhiqiang finished speaking, he took his wife and walked towards the backyard, leaving Yan Bugui with his back.

He knew very well what Yan Bugui was thinking. He kept his eyes on his watermelon, thinking about how to make a plan.

Zhang Zhiqiang was sure that if he had asked Yan Bugui to help him wipe the car, Yan Bugui would have taken the bag off first. Once it was in Yan Bugui's hands, it would be difficult to get it back if you didn't give him some money.

Ran Qiuye opened the door and Zhang Zhiqiang pushed the bicycle back. At Ran's house, he always put the bicycle in the yard, but he didn't dare to do that in Hongxing Siheyuan. If he left it outside for a while, the wheels might be gone when he came out.

"Honey, can you tell me what fruit it is now?"

Ran Qiuye looked at Zhang Zhiqiang with a beautiful smile, and was looking forward to the surprise her husband had prepared for her.

"Of course, watch it."

Zhang Zhiqiang opened the bulging package, revealing the green watermelon inside.

"Oh! Is it a watermelon?"

Ran Qiuye looked at the watermelon in the bag with surprise. Although she had guessed it, she still felt very surprised when she saw it.

Ran Qiuye has only eaten watermelon a few times since he was born.

When I saw such a big fruit, I guessed it was a watermelon, but I didn’t dare to admit it. Now that I see it, I am filled with surprise.

"Honey, I want to eat."

Ran Qiuye looked at Zhang Zhiqiang expectantly. She didn't care where the things came from. She only knew that her husband prepared them for her.

"Okay, let's cut one."

Zhang Zhiqiang agreed without hesitation. In fact, he also wanted to eat it. He hadn't eaten watermelon since he came here.

Besides, Aunt Zhou probably hasn't finished cooking yet, so we have to wait for a while, which is just enough time to eat a watermelon.