Siheyuan in the Hutong

"Let her go." Gu Changgeng frowned and looked at him coldly.

"Our affairs have something to do with you." Zhou Huaiyue tilted his head and rested his arm on the other side of the carriage, his intention was obvious.

During the few seconds of confrontation, only the wheels rolled on the track, making a dull clanging sound. Zhou Huaiyue's hands, which were behind his back, were gently pinched by the little fox behind him. This sneaky reminder seemed more like an intimate hint to him.

"Well," Shen Roujiao softened her eyes, pushed away the arm that was blocking her eyes, and said a lame excuse, "something got stuck in my eye, he helped me blow it out. Go back."

She walked in front and Gu Changgeng followed behind. As she walked away, she did not forget to give Zhou Huaiyue a fierce glare, but she found that Zhou Huaiyue's smile became even more smug.

Ever since meeting Taoist Qingxu and receiving his guidance, Zhou Huaiyue suddenly became enlightened and was able to deal with Shen Roujiao's little tricks with ease, and he enjoyed it every time he tried.

For the rest of the journey, Zhou Huaiyue wiped away the previous gloom and enjoyed the scenery along the way with interest. From time to time, he would stare at Shen Roujiao silently, and only be satisfied when she blushed and her heart beat fast.

The train arrived at Beijing Station. Gu Jingnian had already arranged a car to take the three of them home. When they were about to get on the train, Gu Changgeng pulled Shen Roujiao aside and said, "Master, stay away from that guy. Lock the door at night. He has evil intentions."

After seeing the ambiguous scene in the carriage, Junior Gu's "faithfulness" collapsed, and his belief that the two would break up was completely shaken. The senior sister's flashing eyes and pink face were all because of Zhou Huaiyue. She actually liked him.

"I'll always lock the door wherever I go. Don't worry about it." She understood what her junior meant and sent him away with just one sentence.

Zhou Huaiyue, who used to get angry easily, suddenly turned into Zhou Huaiyue, who was always flirting, which really made her feel uneasy.

Although the gap that bound her emotionally was still there and the self-defeating knot had not yet been untied, her uncontrollable heartbeats would always betray her and were accurately captured by Zhou Huaiyue.

In her previous life, Shen Roujiao, who was good at business but terrible at love, had never experienced such ups and downs in emotions. She could handle cold confrontations, but now she couldn't cope with this derailed situation and it was becoming increasingly difficult for her to control herself.

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Lingxi, who was visiting Beijing for the first time, looked at the scenic spots passing by quickly outside the window and asked questions curiously. Shen Roujiao answered all the questions. Zhou Huaiyue, who was sitting in the front row, frowned as he listened.

The car did not drive towards Peking University or Tsinghua University, but turned into an alley halfway and stopped in front of a large gate with green bricks and gray tiles.

"?" Shen Roujiao and Lingxi looked at each other and looked forward at the same time.

There are two stone steps at the entrance, and one meter deep is the slightly mottled vermilion lacquered door. The bronze door ring is glowing dimly, and below the lintel, which is exquisitely carved with flowers, birds and figures, there are two round and smooth drum stones on the left and right.

In her previous life, when Shen Roujiao was studying in Beijing, she spent five yuan to visit this courtyard. This was a Siheyuan!

Zhou Huaiyue was already standing on the steps with his bag in hand. He said calmly, "It's a small courtyard. Many people came to our house this year to celebrate the New Year."

"Yours?" Shen Roujiao was reluctant to open her legs. Since that time when he chatted with Gu Jingnian, she knew that Zhou Huaiyue's family background was much better than she had guessed, but she really didn't expect that living in a courtyard house was so good.

"My grandma and grandpa live here." He pushed open the door and called out, "Dad, Mom!"

It made sense that the four famous doctors in Beijing lived in a courtyard house. Somehow, Shen Roujiao thought of Gu Jingnian. Based on this, his family should not live in a palace.

"I'm back!" Following the voice, Zhou Chuzhuo walked out from behind the screen wall carved with a Qilin.

He was wearing a navy blue cotton gown with a slanted collar, and a smile appeared on his face. He took his son's luggage and waved his hand, saying, "Come in quickly. Roujiao, Lingxi, come in quickly. It's warm inside."

"Hello, sir. We meet again." From Nanshan Village to the capital, the fate of the little Taoist nun and Zhou Chuzhuo continues.

Shen Roujiao followed him into the courtyard with a sense of trepidation. Inside was a one-room-one-span structure, not very large, with one room and one living room, and a row of bamboos planted along the wall.

Zhou Chuzhuo pushed open the bedroom door, put their bags on the bedside table, and then said slowly: "Huai Yue, I'm worried that you will feel uncomfortable living in the main courtyard, so I specially vacated the bedroom in the cross-courtyard so that you two sisters can live more freely."

Shen Roujiao wanted to say thank you to Zhou Huaiyue, but when she turned around, he disappeared.

Coming out of the cross courtyard, passing by the study on the north side of the main courtyard, you can see through the window that there are two large desks placed horizontally inside, with pens, ink, paper and inkstones, and half of the unfinished large characters are left.

When walking towards the south room of the living room, I saw Zhou Huaiyue sticking his head out from the west room, "Come here and wipe your face." He brought a thermos from the kitchen and adjusted the water temperature.

"This kid." Zhou's father shook his head, "Go, wash your face and feel better."

After sitting on the train for nearly fifty hours, we felt much more refreshed after washing our faces with the hot water.

The south room has one room and one living room. Opposite the door is a four-panel landscape painting, two carved official hat chairs, and in the middle is an eight-immortal table with a pot of fairy orchids on it. There is a three-seater fabric sofa against the wall, a coffee table, no TV, and a stove in the corner with red honeycomb coal inside, which is used for heating in winter.

"Where's my mother?" Zhou Huaiyue pushed open the bedroom door and took a look, then returned to the living room and asked.

"There will be more at the end of the year. She is very busy and will only be free tomorrow." Father Zhou brought a plate of apples from somewhere. Zhou Huaiyue naturally picked up one, peeled it skillfully, and handed it to Shen Roujiao. "Thank you."

She took it and, under the gaze of Zhou's father, gave it to Lingxi next to her.

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"Don't want to eat?" He put down the fruit knife in his hand.

"It's too big." The second half of the sentence would be ugly if chewed, so she was embarrassed to say it.

"Oh." After peeling it, Zhou Huaiyue cut it piece by piece and placed it on a porcelain plate.

Zhou Chuzhuo saw it all and was very happy. This time they finally looked like a little couple.

During the casual chat, I learned that Zhou Huaiyue did not mention a single word about the serious incident that happened to their pharmaceutical factory. Although he is a calligrapher and painter, he also knows many people in the pharmaceutical circle with Chen Zhenhua. "Leave this matter to my parents. There is no reason to bully two children like this."

"Huai Yue is back!" A voice came from the yard.

"During the New Year, Aunt Wang came over to help with the cooking. She just went out to buy some meat." Zhou Chuzhuo stood up, opened the curtain, and said to the yard: "Yes, your favorite boy is back."

Aunt Wang was the country aunt who had been taking care of Zhou Huaiyue's grandparents, and she also watched him grow up.

As soon as she entered the house, she hugged Zhou Huaiyue and cried for a while. They had not seen each other since he was released from prison and sent to the countryside. After crying, she looked at Shen Roujiao curiously, took Zhou Huaiyue's hand and asked, "The girl you like?"

Seeing that he didn't say anything but just nodded, Aunt Wang sat next to Shen Roujiao and praised her from head to toe, saying that they were a perfect match and had similar interests. Shen Roujiao blushed all the way to her neck and was so embarrassed that she almost kicked herself out of the house.

While Wang's mother was preparing dinner, Shen Roujiao and Lingxi returned to their bedroom across the courtyard to rest.

She lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling, "Little Senior Sister, when the pharmaceutical factory makes money, let's buy a courtyard house near the Forbidden City. No, let's buy two, one for company reception and one for family living."

Lingxi said nonchalantly: "What's so good about a courtyard house? It's just a small courtyard. It's not as comfortable as a Taoist temple."

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Nothing wrong, no wonder she adapted so quickly.

It turns out that in the eyes of Lingxi, who has always lived in a Taoist temple, the courtyard is too small and too cramped.

"Haha." Shen Roujiao laughed out loud at her honest words. "We can't buy a Taoist temple to live in. That's too outrageous. Let's just buy a courtyard house."

She was determined to buy a house as soon as she had money. Since she was going to buy a house, she would of course choose a courtyard house. In the future, it would cost two or three hundred million yuan for one house. It was a crazy amount of money. She had to have it.

Thinking about the future, I fell asleep with sweet dreams.

After an unknown amount of time, Shen Roujiao was woken up and Lingxi was no longer beside her. There was a commotion in the yard, as if someone had come to the house. Thinking of the embarrassment of having to attend social events and being praised to death, she would rather continue to pretend to sleep.

I lay there for another half an hour with my head down, and heard Wang Ma's voice in the main courtyard: "Zhenhua, the meeting is over! The Jiang family just arrived, come in and warm up quickly, there are two more dishes, eat now!"

"Thank you, Aunt Wang." It was Chen Zhenhua's voice.

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Oh My God.

Liyu jumped up, and Shen Roujiao immediately woke up. She hurriedly put on her clothes, tidied her messy hair, and walked out of the house stealthily. As soon as she looked at the main courtyard, she saw Lingxi coming towards the cross courtyard.

Shen Roujiao was about to scream, but was stopped by her "huh" gesture.

"Go back to the house." She said nothing more.

After entering the house, Lingxi opened her luggage and chose among several sets of clothes. She picked up two of them and compared them on Shen Roujiao. Finally, she chose a light pink stand-up collar cotton jacket that Gu Changgeng's mother made for her. She had originally planned to wear it on New Year's Eve tomorrow.

"What is this for?" Shen Roujiao held the clothes with a big question mark on her head.

"Put it on and dress nicely. My junior sister can't lose." Lingxi looked serious, and it didn't seem like she was joking.

Lingxi, who never cared about dressing up and thought Taoist robes were the most beautiful in the world, was being serious about her clothes for the first time.

"Junior Sister, will there be any impact if I don't change it?" It was quite sudden and quite confusing.

"Yes, we can't bring shame to Yuji Temple." Lingxi was a little angry.

Seeing that she had moved all the Taoist items out, Shen Roujiao cooperated and changed her clothes.

After a little cleaning, Lingxi, with a childlike personality, looked around her with a smile on her face, "It looks good. It looks much better this way."

"Knock, knock, knock." After a few gentle knocks on the door, it was Zhou Huaiyue's voice, "Roujiao, are you awake? Get up and have dinner."

Lingxi took two steps over and opened the door. Zhou Huaiyue's eyes were all on Shen Roujiao, who was wearing new clothes. After being stunned for a moment, he actually smiled, a meaningful smile, "Little Senior Sister, don't listen to her nonsense."

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What does it mean?

Who is she? What did she say?

Shen Roujiao was even more confused than before.

"Huai Yue~Brother~Brother!" A tender and gentle voice suddenly came from the yard.

The sound was as melodious as the sound of a yellow oriole singing out of a valley, carrying endless tenderness, echoing in the air.

Shen Roujiao raised her eyebrows and thought: The real girlfriend who dances ballet?