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

"Okay, then I'll try my wife's cooking today. I'm tired today."

Zhang Zhiqiang washed his face first, then sat on the sofa like a big boss and fell asleep in a short while.

"Hubby, let me tell you..."

Ran Qiuye was about to talk to Zhang Zhiqiang, but she saw that Zhang Zhiqiang had fallen asleep. Thinking that her man must be tired today, Ran Qiuye took a small blanket and carefully covered Zhang Zhiqiang with it.

By the time Ran Qiuye finished frying the steamed buns and pork chops and preparing the rice, more than half an hour had passed.

"Hubby, it's time to eat,"

Ran Qiuye gently shook Zhang Zhiqiang and asked him to eat.

"Hmm? Have you had breakfast?"

Zhang Zhiqiang woke up from the sofa in a daze. You know what, it's quite comfortable to take a nap on the sofa occasionally.

"What breakfast? It's lunch. Get up quickly."

Ran Qiuye was amused by Zhang Zhiqiang's words. Knowing that Zhang Zhiqiang was sleepy, she ignored him and went to clean up.

Zhang Zhiqiang took a long time to come to his senses. Today was Saturday and he was a little tired. He accidentally fell asleep when he got home.

"Wife, have you prepared the meal? Hey, you dipped the fried buns in egg liquid? They look delicious."

Zhang Zhiqiang discovered the difference. The surface of the fried steamed bun was clearly coated with eggs.

"Yes, this is my exclusive secret recipe. It's delicious."

Ran Qiuye snorted arrogantly, as if he was very satisfied with his invention.

"Great, wait a moment."

Zhang Zhiqiang went to find a small bag of chili powder and sprinkled some on the steamed buns and pork chops.

"It's all done, wife, sit down and eat."

Zhang Zhiqiang swallowed his saliva. He was also hungry today. The little food he had eaten at noon had been digested in the afternoon.

"How's it going? Is it delicious?"

Ran Qiuye looked at Zhang Zhiqiang taking a bite of the steamed bun and asked nervously. She was still afraid that Zhang Zhiqiang would say it was not delicious.

Ran Qiuye knew that the food she cooked was not as delicious as Zhang Zhiqiang's, but as a couple living together, the cooking work cannot always be piled on one person. Ran Qiuye was showing that she was also willing to cook.

"It's delicious. My wife's cooking skills are really good. I think I can eat a few more."

Zhang Zhiqiang was generous with his praise and said all the nice things to make Ran Qiuye happy.

"It's not that good, husband, you are just trying to scare me."

Ran Qiuye was very embarrassed. According to Zhang Zhiqiang, her fried steamed buns were the work of the chef at the dinner.

"No, I'm not the kind of person who would fool people. Wife, try it yourself, it's delicious."

Zhang Zhiqiang and Ran Qiuye chatted with each other and happily finished the sumptuous dinner.

This meal is really sumptuous. Who among ordinary people would be willing to fry food? How much oil would it take?

It is no exaggeration to say that the oil used in this meal by Zhang Zhiqiang's family is more than what the other people in the courtyard use in a week. Not everyone can eat like this.

Of course, the oil used for frying must be kept and poured back in after it cools down. It can still be used.

The words are divided into two parts.

The neighbors had almost finished their meals and were gathering in groups of three or four to chat. Since they didn't have to go to work the next day, everyone was in a more relaxed mood.

Nothing major has happened in the hospital in recent months, and there hasn't been a full hospital meeting for a long time, which has made many people uncomfortable.

Although most of the time the purpose of holding a general meeting is to get everyone to help aid the needy or to donate money to someone, there are still some people who think that holding a general meeting of the hospital is lively, if for no other reason than for the excitement, even if it is just to donate money. You have to say that they are just cheapskates.

Hearing the noise at the door, the neighbors looked towards it.

It turned out that Xu Damao was riding a bicycle and brought someone back to the courtyard, and the two were talking and laughing.

The person who came was a middle-aged man, not tall, half a head shorter than Xu Damao, unkempt, and wearing not very clean clothes, as if he was a coolie. He was fat and had a big beer belly. He had a kind smile on his face and looked quite stable.

Xu Damao ignored these neighbors and took the man to the backyard.

"Hey, who is this person that Xu Damao brought here? Why did he bring outsiders into our yard?"

A woman said curiously.

"That is to say, why would you bring someone into the yard for no reason? If something is lost, who will be held responsible?"

"I really want to know why Xu Damao brought him here."

"How about we go and take a look?"

"Okay, we're free anyway, let's go and take a look."

The proposal to join in the fun was agreed by most people. Men and women stood up one after another, ready to see what Xu Damao was going to do.

Among them was Qin Huairu. Qin Huairu had a hard time during this period. Many people knew about Sha Zhu's theft. Although he was not punished by the steel mill, his reputation was extremely bad. As smart as Qin Huairu was, she immediately cut off contact with Sha Zhu. Whenever Sha Zhu came up to talk to her, she would immediately avoid him.

Qin Huairu is a smart person. She knows that getting close to Sha Zhu now will make her unhappy, but not getting close to Sha Zhu will also make her unhappy. The consequence of ignoring Sha Zhu is that she will never see Sha Zhu's lunch box.

Originally, Qin Huairu was thinking, if I ignore you, I will ignore you, and you have to understand. After all, you know what you are like now, and you should be able to fully understand her difficulties.

Although I ignore you, you still have to give me the lunch box. If you can't give it openly, give it secretly. You definitely don't need to teach them this myself, otherwise what will your three children eat?

Who would have known that a brainless guy like Sha Zhu had never thought of this at all. Qin Huairu's ignoring him really made him angry. Some people pointed fingers at him in the factory, but not in the second canteen. If anyone talked about him in the second canteen, Sha Zhu's hands would shake like he had Parkinson's disease.

This is better. Sha Zhu usually stays in the kitchen all day now. After all, except Liu Lan, who is Deputy Director Li's mistress and dares to say something to him, everyone else is busy with their own things and dares not say anything.

In this way, Sha Zhu still brought food from the cafeteria home, but he didn't give it to Qin Huairu. Wouldn't it be nice to go home and drink some wine and eat some food? It would definitely be much better than drinking with peanuts.

Sha Zhu has been upset these days. No matter how hard he tries, he can't remember stealing the car wheel, and he doesn't suspect Xu Damao. Sha Zhu thinks Xu Damao would not do such a thing.

Instead, he gradually turned his attention to Zhang Zhiqiang. Was it possible that Zhang Zhiqiang was trying to frame him?

The more Sha Zhu thought about it, the more he felt it was possible, but there was no evidence. If it was someone else, it would be fine, I doubt I could beat you up, but the main thing is that Zhang Zhiqiang can't beat him.

Sha Zhu simply stopped thinking about it too much. He would go to bed after drinking every night and wake up the next day feeling refreshed. Thanks to the wine, he could have a great sleep at night.