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

"Zhu Zi, why do you suddenly want to get married?"

Yi Zhonghai felt that he had to figure things out as things were getting out of his control.

"It's that Xu Damao who said Zhang Zhiqiang is getting married."

"I was the only bachelor in the whole courtyard, so I beat him up severely."

It can be seen that Xu Damao's words had a great effect on Sha Zhu, causing Sha Zhu to look listless.

"Zhu Zi, you are still young, there is no rush to get married."

"Uncle, I'm almost thirty, how can I not be anxious?"

Sha Zhu complained that Zhang Zhiqiang was about to get married at the age of 20, but he was still not married at the age of 30, which would make him a laughing stock among the people in the hospital.

"Okay, Zhuzi, just wait for the blind date. I'll help you keep an eye out for any good girls. Do you have any requirements?"

Seeing that he couldn't refuse, Yi Zhonghai had to agree.

"I don't have any requirements. Just be pretty and look like Sister Qin. It would be even better if she has a city hukou."

Sha Zhu stated his request with a smile, as if he was about to get married.

"Okay, I'll remember that. Remember to cook for the Jia family on Friday."

"Okay, don't worry, uncle."

Sha Zhu agreed to Yi Zhonghai and left. He still had to think of introducing someone to Sha Zhu so as to ruin this matter.

As long as the object is not Qin Huairu, then it is not in the interest of Yi Zhonghai for Sha Zhu to get married. Yi Zhonghai decides to discuss it with Qin Huairu, as Qin Huairu must be more anxious about this matter than himself.

After get off work in the afternoon.

Zhang Zhiqiang rode his bike directly to the market, bought some pork head first, then went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy a few bags of snacks, and then rode his bike to Director Zhou's home.

I just sent Director Zhou off yesterday, and I am very familiar with the road.

"Aunt Zhou, Uncle, I'm here."

Zhang Zhiqiang started shouting as soon as he entered the door.

Director Zhou's door opened, revealing Aunt Zhou's warm smiling face. She was wearing an apron and saw Zhang Zhiqiang. She hurried to greet him.

"Look at you, Qiangzi. I told you not to take anything when you come over. Your family will not be short of food."

Aunt Zhou said blamingly.

Zhang Zhiqiang smiled and said, "Auntie Zhou, the more gifts you give, the less blame you give. I don't feel comfortable coming to your house empty-handed for dinner."

"Okay, come in quickly, your uncle is inside."

Aunt Zhou said this and took Zhang Zhiqiang home.

"Old Qiu, stop looking, Qiangzi is coming."

As soon as Zhang Zhiqiang entered the door, he saw a man in a Zhongshan suit sitting on the sofa. He looked meticulous and was obviously a military man. His temples were slightly frosted and his hair was neatly combed back.

"Uncle, I'm here to see you."

Zhang Zhiqiang greeted him with a smile and took a look around Director Zhou's home. It was clean and tidy, and the furniture was very stylish. The difference from his home was that Director Zhou's home had a sofa, which was obviously made of real leather. But that was normal, after all, it was the leader's home.

"Ah."

Qiu Ming remained calm on the surface, but kept looking at Aunt Zhou, his meaning was self-evident, who is this? Is he a relative of yours?

"Old Qiu, you forgot. This is the kid from Zhang Daming's family. Look, he's grown up so big now. His name is Zhang Zhiqiang."

Of course Aunt Zhou understood what her man meant, and she told Qiu Ming Zhang Zhiqiang's basic information without saying a word.

"Oh, Damin's son, you've grown up so big. Your father used to be a soldier under me. Sit down, sit down quickly."

Qiu Ming warmly invited Zhang Zhiqiang to sit down, saying that the children of his comrades-in-arms were almost like his own children.

Zhang Zhiqiang was a little confused. How could this be related? Why didn't he know there was such an amazing background? Was this the protagonist's halo?

"I haven't heard my dad talk about this."

Zhang Zhiqiang sat down and thanked Aunt Zhou for handing him the cup of tea.

"Of course. You didn't even exist at that time. When we were at the Hutoushan base, your father trained hard and fought bravely."

"I changed my job after the founding of the People's Republic of China, and later I heard that your father had died."

Qiu Ming sighed, as if he had returned to the glorious old days.

One can't help but feel sad when mentioning Zhang Zhiqiang. After all, he has always been alone and sometimes he really feels sad. Fortunately, he will have a home soon.

"You are not bad, I asked a while ago, and you are the youngest level 6 fitter."

Qiu Ming changed the subject and looked at Zhang Zhiqiang with eyes full of satisfaction. It is true that a hero's father will have a hero's son, and he will be able to achieve great results wherever he goes.

"My father has always told me that I must work hard. Our country is still very weak, but with the joint efforts of 400 million compatriots, we will surely break the blockade and stand at the top of the world."

When saying this, Zhang Zhiqiang's eyes were full of determination. Our people have never lacked patriotic sentiments.

"Okay, okay, good boy."

Qiu Ming said "good" three times, not only for these words, but also for his recognition of his comrade-in-arms' son.

"I will be working in the steel mill from now on. If you have any problems, just come to see uncle."

This was the first time Qiu Ming expressed that since his comrade's children had a promising future, it was his duty to give them some appropriate help.

"Thank you, uncle. I understand."

Zhang Zhiqiang nodded gratefully. He had finally taken over the hill. It went unexpectedly smoothly.

"Okay, time to eat. If you two have something to talk about, come over and talk."

Aunt Zhou had already put the food on the table and called out.

"Okay, Qiangzi, let's eat."

They washed their hands and went to the table.

"Aunt Zhou, let me toast you first. Thank you for being my matchmaker and allowing me to marry Qiu Ye as I wished."

Zhang Zhiqiang stood up and looked at Aunt Zhou with gratitude.

"This kid, this is all as he should do. Why are you saying this?"

Aunt Zhou raised her glass and clinked it with Zhang Zhiqiang.

"What? Are you getting married soon?"

Qiu Ming asked curiously. He had just returned today and didn't know this.

Director Zhou briefly explained the whole story to her man.

"Okay, can Qiangzi drive?"

Qiu Ming regretted it as soon as he asked. How could Zhang Zhiqiang possibly get his hands on something like a car?

"Yes, uncle, where are you going?"

Zhang Zhiqiang thought Qiu Ming was going to use him as a driver, so he asked.

"Eh?"

Qiu Ming was a little surprised. How could Zhang Zhiqiang, a worker, come into contact with cars? But he didn't think too much about it. Maybe he had a good relationship with the drivers in the factory.

Now, for those who don’t have a driver’s license, all they need is teaching and practicing. As long as they can drive, they know how to drive.

"Okay, then you can come to my house tomorrow night. I'll ask the driver to park the car at the door and you can drive away directly when you arrive."

It turned out that Qiu Ming meant to let Zhang Zhiqiang drive to the wedding, which would be so impressive and prestigious.

"Ah? How can this be so embarrassing?"

Zhang Zhiqiang subconsciously prepared to refuse, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't want to refuse.

"Okay, it's settled. Remember to pick us up on Friday."

After Qiu Ming finished speaking, he invited Zhang Zhiqiang to eat, and the matter was settled.