Siheyuan: A pioneer of morality

"It's terrible!" Wen Li exclaimed.

Then she remembered what Zhou Jianjun said before, and asked Zhou Jianjun curiously: "Are there any other plays?"

"Yes, of course." Zhou Jianjun nodded, as if it was a matter of course, "But it's not here, you will know later."

Zhou Jianjun walked to the stool and sat down, looking at Wen Li curiously and asked: "Teacher Wen Li, why do you want to go on a blind date with me?"

Hearing Zhou Jianjun's teasing question, Wen Li blushed to the root of her neck in an instant, hesitated for a long time, and then said embarrassedly: "I don't know, I just feel that I am very happy to be with you."

Speaking of this, Wen Li changed the subject and looked at Zhou Jianjun with a sharp look. Jun, "Comrade Jianjun, what do you think of me?"

Zhou Jianjun touched his chin and said calmly: "We don't have much contact, but I can see from a few times of getting along that you are a woman with a bit of petty bourgeois romanticism."

"People like you are generally full of romantic yearning for love and marriage. Of course, they are also a bit spoiled and willful and don't know how to live."

Speaking of this, Zhou Jianjun paused and said seriously: "In fact, all of this, to put it bluntly, is just about face."

What Zhou Jianjun said is right, but he didn't feel it through a few contacts, but after reading the original plot, he concluded it.

In the original plot, Wen Li desperately wanted to give birth to a son. In fact, it was not that she liked her son so much, but she just wanted to pick up the face she lost.

People like Wen Li, who live in the eyes of others all their lives, are actually very sad.

Everyone's life is defined by themselves. Perhaps, a truly successful life is to live this life according to your own wishes and the way you like.

Wen Li was shocked when she heard Zhou Jianjun's words. She looked at Zhou Jianjun in disbelief.

She couldn't believe that the man in front of her had seen through her completely after just a few contacts with her!

At this moment, she felt like she was standing in front of Zhou Jianjun without any cover.

"You..." Wen Li opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

When the two were in an awkward atmosphere, Yan Fugui pushed the door open and came in, "Teacher Wenli, Jianjun, it's time for dinner. Your third aunt has already prepared the meal, let's go and have dinner, and you can continue chatting after dinner."

"Okay, third uncle, it's a good time to try the third aunt's cooking skills." Zhou Jianjun stood up and responded, then looked at Wenli and said, "Teacher Wenli, shall we go?"

Wenli came back to her senses, nodded hurriedly, and stammered in response, "Okay...Okay."

When the three of them passed through the middle courtyard, Zhou Jianjun's sharp ears caught Jia Zhang's angry curse, "Damn little bastard, put the things in Yan Laokou's house. Yan Laokou is so stingy, how can I let my good grandson go to ask for it."

Yan Fugui obviously heard Jia Zhang's voice, he smiled awkwardly at Zhou Jianjun, scratched his head and said nothing.

Seeing Yan Fugui's embarrassed to the point of digging his toes into the ground, Zhou Jianjun hurriedly comforted him, "Third Uncle, you are a scholar, don't bother with such a shrew."

Yan Fugui heard Zhou Jianjun's words and said with a happy face, "Jianjun is right, we can't argue with such people."

After arriving at Yan Fugui's house, Third Aunt hurriedly invited the two to eat.

Zhou Jianjun inadvertently glanced at the situation in the inner room, and secretly thought to himself, "Old Yan is still very particular. He sent all his children into the inner room and didn't let them come out to join in the fun."

When he saw the food on the table, Zhou Jianjun's impression of Yan Fugui improved a little.

Yan Fugui was still quite reliable. Most of the chicken, meat, and fish were placed on the table. His children were in the inner room and only got a very small part.

From this point of view, although Yan Fugui likes to take advantage, he is definitely not the kind of person who will make trouble unreasonably and do things without bottom line.

After everyone sat down, Yan Fugui thought for a moment, then stood up and took out an unopened bottle of "Lotus White" from the cabinet.

He knew very well that Zhou Jianjun brought so much food here today, and it would be hard to justify if he did not express his gratitude.

Although this bottle of "Lotus White" was a treasure he had treasured for a long time, and his heart was full of reluctance and entanglement, Yan Fugui still gritted his teeth and took it out resolutely.

He said to Zhou Jianjun with a smile: "Jianjun, some Lotus White? Uncle San has never been willing to drink this wine, and it has not been opened!"

Zhou Jianjun saw Yan Fugui's painful expression, and did not want to embarrass him too much, so he waved his hand and said: "Forget about the wine, I plan to go out with Teacher Wenli in the afternoon, so I won't drink."

Hearing Zhou Jianjun's refusal, Yan Fugui immediately praised in his heart: "Jianjun is still sensible."He carefully put the wine back into the cabinet, and then said to Wen Li: "Teacher Wen Li, come and try my wife's cooking."

"Okay, thank you Teacher Yan for the treat." Wen Li hurriedly said politely.

Everyone ate and talked, and halfway through the meal, Wen Li said to Yan Fugui: "Teacher Yan, I'm going to the toilet."

"Okay, the toilet is just outside the compound." Yan Fugui said.

Wen Li just turned around and took two steps, and heard Zhou Jianjun's voice behind her, "The show is about to start."

Hearing Zhou Jianjun's words, Wen Li felt a little confused.

She looked at Zhou Jianjun in confusion, and realized that Zhou Jianjun did not intend to continue to explain in depth, so she decided not to ask any more questions and continued to walk outside.

After Wen Li left, Yan Fugui asked curiously, "Jianjun, what did you mean by that just now?"

Zhou Jianjun smiled and leaned close to Yan Fugui's ear and said, "Third Uncle, do you believe it or not, Xu Damao is waiting outside the toilet to say bad things about me!"

"Ah?!" Yan Fugui exclaimed, looking at Zhou Jianjun with horror, "Jianjun, what do you mean by that?"

"Third Uncle, you don't believe it? Then let's go over and see for ourselves." Zhou Jianjun said, and pulled Yan Fugui, who looked puzzled, out.

The two walked to the gate of the compound, hid behind the door, and secretly watched the situation in the toilet.

When Wen Li came out of the toilet, she saw a "donkey-faced" man standing outside the toilet. This man was Xu Damao.

She looked at the man in confusion, then turned sideways, trying to bypass him.

At this moment, the "donkey-faced" man reached out to stop Wen Li, and said to her with a smile: "Are you Teacher Wen Li?"

"Who are you?" Wen Li asked vigilantly.

"It doesn't matter who I am. I'm waiting here to tell you something about Zhou Jianjun. I don't want you to be deceived by him!" Xu Damao explained with a smile.

"What's the matter? Just tell me directly."

At this time, Wen Li had already understood what Zhou Jianjun said just now. The man in front of her was here to "perform a show".

When Xu Damao saw Wen Li in the yard before, he thought this woman was really beautiful.

Now that he was in close contact with Wen Li, he also had the idea of ​​intercepting her.

Xu Damao rubbed his hands and said embarrassedly: "Look, it's not very convenient for us to talk here. How about I invite you to dinner, and we can talk while eating?"

"No, I've already eaten!" Wen Li said coldly.

"Then let's go shopping and talk while we go. If I see something you like, I'll buy it for you, how about that?" Xu Damao still refused to give up.

"If you have something to say, just tell me. If you don't, I'll go back." Wen Li was about to leave.

Seeing this, Xu Damao hurriedly reached out to stop Wen Li, "Don't go, don't go. I'll tell you now."

"Although Jianjun has a high salary, he doesn't know how to live. He has to donate money every month. After donating, he doesn't have much living expenses left."

"That's it? I already know. If you don't have anything else to say, please get out of the way." Wen Li said with a cold face.

"Yes, there is more." Xu Damao said hurriedly, his eyes kept rolling around. Obviously, he was thinking about what to say in order to ruin Zhou Jianjun's blind date.

Before Xu Damao could come up with an excuse, Zhou Jianjun's teasing voice came from the gate of the compound, "Damo, do you want me to help you think of an excuse?"

"For example, you can say that I was supporting a young widow in the countryside when I went to the countryside to purchase goods!"

Xu Damao heard the voice and turned his head suddenly, and found that Zhou Jianjun and Yan Fugui were already standing behind him.

Zhou Jianjun looked at the toilet, then at Xu Damao, and said playfully: "Damo, are you the god of toilet war? Do you like to say bad things about people at the door of the toilet?"

"I... I don't!" Xu Damao explained stutteringly.

"No? Haha, since you like the toilet so much, then go and stay in the pit!"

Zhou Jianjun didn't give Xu Damao a chance to explain. He opened the door of the toilet, grabbed Xu Damao's neck and pushed him into the toilet.

Just as Xu Damao was about to turn around and speak, he saw a size 45 Jiefang shoe kicking towards his face.

With a "thump", Xu Damao was kicked directly into the pit by Zhou Jianjun.

Zhou Jianjun looked at Xu Damao struggling in the pit and said with a smile: "That's good now, the God of Toilet War is finally worthy of his name!"