The wind rises in the courtyard

Bai Zirui watched his eyes move, knowing that he must be thinking about whether there was any benefit in the calculation.

"Third uncle, thank you! I know the way back to my home, so I won't bother you."

After Bai Zirui shook his head and rejected Yan Bugui, he walked past him and walked quickly to the middle courtyard. Yan Bugui stood there and thought to himself, "Whose child is this? He looks familiar. There are all the people in the courtyard.

There are only nearly 20 households, why have I never seen them before?"

"Lao Yan, what are you thinking about?"

The third aunt on the side saw the third uncle standing there without saying a word, so she stepped forward curiously and asked.

Yan Bugui came back to his senses and said to the third aunt: "Old lady, does the young man who passed by just now look familiar? Do you know him?"

"Hmm! The young man just now does look familiar. I've never seen him before! I don't know whose child it is?" The third aunt carefully recalled Bai Zirui's handsome appearance, shook her head and replied.

Bai Zirui, who had already reached the courtyard of the courtyard, naturally didn't know that the third uncle and his wife were curious about his identity.

Bai Zirui already knew the location of his ancestral house through the memory of the original owner, so when he came to the middle courtyard of the courtyard, he saw his ancestral house at a glance. The main house is located in the middle of the courtyard, which is the best location in the entire courtyard.

Gray bricks and green tiles, three spacious rooms, not luxurious, but full of ancient charm, very different from the mud and tile houses in the countryside. He thought that just waiting for such a room for decades would be a huge sum of money.

, why should Widow Qin’s family occupy the house that has been in my family for generations?

In the middle courtyard, the aunt and several women in the courtyard were sitting in the courtyard, doing handicrafts and chatting about home affairs. Across the street, Jia Zhang Le was sitting at the door, holding an endless pair of shoe soles.

Jia Zhang is known as the king of beasts in the courtyard. She spends a lot of money on eating, drinking, and housing, and she keeps scolding her mother for cheating on stupid people. After her son Jia Dongxu passed away, she became completely shameless.

Jia Zhang's contribution to the Holy Stick Terrier's transformation of the whole family into a white-eyed wolf is indispensable.

In his previous life, Bai Zirui not only read the original novel, but also read some Siheyuan fan novels. As for Jia Zhang, he felt sick when he saw it. The three skills that this old godly woman likes to use the most are: rolling around, crying like a wolf, and howling like a wolf.

Recalling the dead Lao Jia and his son Jia Dongxu.

When Bai Zirui walked into the middle courtyard, several people raised their heads and looked at him. Among them, Auntie and Jia Zhang looked at his handsome face and felt an indescribable sense of familiarity. They felt like they had seen him somewhere before.

It was a surprise.

Under their puzzled eyes, Bai Zirui walked step by step to the door of his ancestral house. The door was not locked. He opened the door with a slight push and was about to step into the house.

"Hey...hey...young man, who are you? Why haven't I seen you? How can you just enter other people's homes?"

The aunt was secretly wondering, Bai Zirui was both familiar and unfamiliar, where had she seen him before? Seeing him push open the door of Shazhu's house and about to enter the house, she quickly came over to stop him from asking a series of questions.

Several women from the courtyard who were chatting with the aunt about household affairs hurriedly walked up behind the aunt and looked at Bai Zirui with an unkind look, as if they were disagreeing with each other.

Mrs. Jia Zhang had been secretly observing Bai Zirui's every move from the corner of her eye. When she saw a dispute here, she sneakily took a few steps closer and listened with her ears up.

Xu Damao, who had just come back from a movie in the countryside, was pushing his bicycle and talking and laughing with Qin Jingru. When he walked into the middle courtyard, he was startled when he saw the posture of the aunt and several women.

When he saw Bai Zirui opposite them, he secretly murmured in his heart, why did this young man look so familiar, but he had never seen him in the courtyard? Looking at this attitude, this young man was not going to fight with the aunt and the others.

Well, now that there was a lot of excitement, he and Qin Jingru stood by the side, ready to watch the show.

Bai Zirui has a good impression of the eldest mother in front of him. She is one of the few good people in the courtyard. Because she suffered from gynecological diseases when she was young, she was unable to give birth to a boy and a half girl to carry on the family line for his eldest brother Yi Zhonghai, so he was very fond of him.

I feel very guilty.

Cheap dad He Daqing and his late mother Widow Bai eloped away from the courtyard for love, leaving behind the helpless Silhu and the young He Yuyu.

The aunt saw their hard life and took on the responsibility of taking care of them so that they could grow up safely in that turbulent era when they were short of food and clothing.

Compared with the elder brother Yi Zhonghai who only took care of Silly Zhu for the purpose of letting him provide for him in his old age, the eldest mother was devoted to the two brothers and sisters without any selfish motives.

When Bai Zirui, a stranger who is both familiar and unfamiliar, wants to enter his godson Shazhu's house, of course he must stop him to prevent him from doing bad things.

Bai Zirui smiled gently and said to the aunt: "You are the aunt! My name is Bai Zirui, my father is He Daqing, and my mother is Bai Yanqiu. I took my mother's surname, and I often hear them talking about you.

He is a warm-hearted person, and now that I have seen him, he is indeed well-deserved.”

When the aunt heard Bai Zirui's self-introduction, she suddenly realized that He Daqing and Widow Bai actually had a son. She pulled Bai Zirui to greet him and asked if they were doing well.

The two chatted for a while, then turned around and several middle-aged women behind them said: "It's all gone... it's gone... this is the son of brother Da Qing and sister Yanqiu who has returned home."

Then he and the middle-aged women returned to the same place and started working on their own. Bai Zirui walked to his ancestral house, opened the door and walked in. Mrs. Jia Zhang also returned to her door and picked up the

He put away his never-ending pair of insoles, but he was still watching Bai Zirui furtively.

Hearing the movement in the middle courtyard, the third uncle Yan Bugui and the third aunt who came to watch the excitement also knew Bai Zirui's identity. When Bai Zirui turned around and entered the house.

"The return of He Daqing and Widow Bai's son is no small matter. Now there is something exciting to watch." Yanbu Guishen said to the third aunt mysteriously, and pointed to Jia's house.

The third aunt asked doubtfully: "What is the relationship between the youngest son of the He family and Qin Huairu's family?"

"It's a big deal. It's not like Banggeng came back from the queue and is looking for a job. Think about it, whose house does he live in?" Yan Bugui asked.

The third aunt was stunned for a moment: "Isn't it the deaf old lady's house? Bangge just moved there not long ago."

"What about Xiaodang and Sophora japonica?" Yan Bugui asked meaningfully.

The third aunt reacted immediately: "Ever since Yuyu got married, Xiaodang and Huaihua have been living in Yuyu's house. It's broken! When the youngest son of the He family comes back, is he trying to rob the house?"

"What's so bad! This is their family's business. It's natural for the He family's youngest son to come back and ask for a house. What does it have to do with us? Just wait and see the good show." After Yan Bugui finished speaking, he walked towards the house with his hands behind his back.

Walk to the front yard.

The third aunt thought for a while, and it seemed that this was true. No matter what the youngest son of the He family did, it would not affect anything at home, so she quickly walked a few steps to catch up with Yan Bugui, and the old couple returned to the front yard and continued to serve their flowers.

hastily.

"Da Mao! What happened when a young son suddenly appeared in the He family?" Qin Jingru asked.

Xu Damao smacked his lips, with a weird look on his face and said in a low voice: "It's a long story. To put it simply, He Daqing, Silly Zhu's father, had a second spring after meeting the White Widow. He really reshaped Jian'an's character.

, carrying forward the legacy of Wei Wu, he did not hesitate to leave Silhu and He Yueyue behind for love, and eloped with the White Widow to Baoding.

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Chapter completed!