Rebirth of the Flying Era

Qin Huairou leaned her head on Du Fei's chest and said happily: "You haven't seen Sister Lu's attitude towards me today."

Du Fei said in surprise: "Don't you two have a good relationship?"

Qin Huairou said "Yes": "That's good~ But after all, she is also the director of the department. No matter how good the relationship is, I will go to greet her. But this time it is different. I originally said that I would go to the police station, but now I go directly What kind of intensity is this?"

Du Fei smiled. No matter how good the relationship between women is, even if they are sisters, they will secretly compete with each other in their hearts.

Otherwise, where would there be so many plastic sisters?

But Qin Huairou is a smart person.

Comparison is comparison, and her relationship with Lu Jianfen must be getting closer and closer.

After saying this, he added: "By the way, I haven't told you yet, right? Banggan'er is in the same class as Xiaoxue in junior high school."

Xiaoxue is the second daughter of Director Lu's family. She is now in the same class as Banggun'er and has been to the courtyard a few times before.

Du Fei joked: "Why~are you really going to marry someone else?"

Qin Huairou smiled like a vixen: "Although this girl Xiaoxue is a bit dark, she is not bad in appearance, she is also sensible and well-behaved, and her family conditions are good, so she is worthy of our stick."

Du Fei couldn't help but laugh and said: "The two children are so old, so you can mess with the rules of the couple. Nowadays, we don't pay attention to arranged marriages."

Qin Huairou curled her lips: "That's because of the parents' order to find a matchmaker! What's more..." When she said this, she became even more naughty: "I found that Xiaoxue's look at Bangbang'er didn't look right. It's just Bangbang. That silly boy Zhuan'er thinks he is a classmate and a good friend."

Du Fei was stunned: "Really or not, how old is that little girl?"

Qin Huaiju said: "I'm fourteen~ Girls mature early, and they can get married and have children early."

Du Fei rolled his eyes: "How early were you here? It's the Qing Dynasty, right~"

Qin Huairou suddenly thought of something, pouted and said: "If the Qing Dynasty were to be put aside, I wouldn't have to be secretive. Even if I become your maid, I can be honest. Unlike now, I am secretly trying to wash your clothes." , I can’t even clean up the house.”

Du Fei couldn't answer this and asked instead: "Didn't you tell me last time that the old lady was coming?"

Qin Huairou stopped and said as if nothing had happened: "Who knows, maybe the farm work is not finished~" It was as if those words just now were just casually said.

But Du Fei understood that she was being good.

Moreover, Qin Huairou, a girl like this, can indeed speak, and even though she knows her thoughts, she doesn't feel disgusted.

Du Fei smiled and said, "Didn't you say you had never eaten roast duck last time? When the old lady comes, I will take you to have a meal."

Qin Huairou said "Yeah" and her eyes lit up.

It's not that she's a glutton, it's just that her mother is here, and being able to have a roast duck would be a great honor for her.

After being stunned for a moment, I felt a mixture of emotions in my heart, which turned into two words: "You want me..."

The next day, Sunday.

Du Fei woke up in the morning and stood by the window looking at the sporadic rain outside.

I originally made an appointment with Zhu Ting to go to the Summer Palace together today.

Who knew that God was not kind and it started to rain since midnight last night.

Although the rain is not heavy, I definitely don’t want to go to the Summer Palace.

Du Fei was a little unmotivated. After washing his face and brushing his teeth, he put on his raincoat and went out on his bike.

Although I can't go there, I can't let go of Zhu Ting. Even if there is a knife from the sky, I have to go and take a photo.

And Zhu Ting said yesterday that if you want to take lunch with you, you can’t waste it.

Food is secondary, but the most important thing is not to let a light rain extinguish Zhu Ting's love.

Although it wasn't raining heavily and Du Fei was wearing a raincoat, he still got his trousers wet after riding to the government compound.

As soon as they entered the house, Zhu's mother shouted: "You kid, why are you running here on a rainy day?"

Du Fei smiled innocently, took off his raincoat and handed it to the waiter Xiao Wang.

Zhu Ting is watching TV with Zhu's mother and learning to knit sweaters.

Seeing Du Fei, he immediately became happy.

If she could talk on the phone, she would definitely tell Du Fei not to come, but she was still thinking about it and looking forward to it.

Zhu Ting helped Du Fei get a pair of clean pants and change into them.

Unable to go out on a rainy day, the two simply ran to the small balcony on the second floor and set up a small table.

On the table were snacks made by Zhu Ting and large buns prepared for lunch.

This is the result of Zhu Ting's recent efforts in learning pasta. She just steamed it this morning and is going to take it to the Summer Palace.

Because the flour has not been specially processed, the color is not as white as later generations, but it is particularly bright.

The stuffing is assorted vegetarian stuffings, including vermicelli, fungus, dried tofu, day lily, Chinese cabbage, and shredded eggs.

There are two brown sugar steamed buns hidden inside the bun.

Because it has just been steamed and has not yet cooled down, as soon as it is broken open, the candy heart inside flows out, and it is fragrant and sweet when you take a bite.

And as Du Fei chewed it, after the sweetness of the brown sugar slowly faded away, there was still a faint aroma of wheat.

Du Fei himself is from the north. He often steamed steamed buns and made dumplings at home since he was a child.

In my memory, I always heard my parents say that the current noodles have no noodle flavor.

At first he didn't understand why it didn't taste like noodles.

But today I ate Zhu Ting’s steamed buns and steamed buns, and I really tasted the wheat noodles!

This has nothing to do with Zhu Ting's craftsmanship, it is entirely a matter of the quality of the wheat itself.

Sure enough, after asking about it, I found out that the flour that didn’t look so white turned out to be the best Hetao wheat flour.

Du Fei was not polite. Zhu Ting only ate two of the ten steamed buns and two sugar buns, and the rest were wiped out by this guy.

Zhu Ting sat on the pony and looked across the small table with a smile.

Du Fei loved eating what she cooked so much, which made her feel happy.

Unfortunately, at this time, the rain suddenly increased.

The strong wind blew raindrops in from outside the balcony, and the two of them had to end their comfortable life of drinking tea and chatting under the rain curtain early.

Back in the house, Du Fei discovered something good again.

A diary from Zhu Ting's elementary school days.

Turning to the first article, Monday, April 6, 1953, the weather was sunny.

The weather was nice today, and Zhang Jun bullied his deskmate Wang Xiaohui again. I went to help Wang Xiaohui push Zhang Jun.

He actually sat on the ground and cried, I couldn't help but beat him.

What's even more disgusting is that he actually sued the teacher...

Du Fei just took a few glances and was noticed by Zhu Ting, who immediately rushed towards him, his face flushed with shame.

Just looking at her like this, there must be many embarrassing situations in the diary.

It's a pity that Zhu Ting refused to show him life and death. She would rather be taken advantage of and stick to the diary.

Du Fei had an idea and pretended to snatch the diary, but in fact he changed his target.

Only then did Zhu Ting realize that she had been fooled, and she kept calling him a hooligan.

Du Fei didn't ride back until after four o'clock in the afternoon, after he had finished his lunch.

It's still raining outside, and it's rare to be so cool in the hot summer.

The clouds in the sky were dark, and it was almost getting dark as usual at seven o'clock.

There is no intention of letting up at all. It is estimated that the rain will not stop until tomorrow at the earliest.

Zhu's mother didn't want Du Fei to walk at night in the rain, so she asked him to go back quickly while it was still daylight.

Du Fei was not in a hurry.

I've already finished my meal, so there's nothing to do if I go back early. Apart from listening to the radio, I just read a few books.

I simply braved the rain outside and rode home slowly and leisurely.

By the time we got back to the courtyard, it was already five o'clock.

The sky is also getting darker, and the wind and rain are getting heavier instead of getting smaller.

Du Fei pushed the cart through the gate and couldn't help but take a look at the third uncle's house.

There was such a big commotion in the courtyard yesterday, and the third uncle didn't show up, so he must not be hiding.

As an elder in the courtyard, he would definitely not be able to avoid this kind of thing.

Sure enough, the third uncle's house was still closed.

In this kind of weather, if there are people at home, they probably need to turn on the lights.

Du Fei estimated that Principal Zhang had not yet finished handling the matter.

Although Section Chief Qian didn't mention it, as an important witness, the third uncle must be protected.

Otherwise, if Principal Zhang calls for him, it will be difficult if the third uncle recants his confession.

So the third uncle and his wife were not at home these two days.

Du Fei walked inside again.

Because it was raining, there was no one in the middle courtyard.

But at this moment, the door of Zhuzi's house suddenly opened, and Zhuzi's big head poked out, shouting: "Brother, you are back! Third Master Qian is here."

While talking, Zhuzi came out of the door and stood under the porch.

Mr. Qian followed him out of the house with a bitter look on his face.

Du Fei remembered what Mr. Qian had said to him last time, and thought he was asking this.

He said with a smile: "Third Master, please wait a moment with Brother Zhuzi. I'll go back and change my pants."

Mr. Qian nodded hurriedly. He had been waiting here all afternoon and didn't care if he waited a little longer.

In just a few minutes, Du Fei changed his clothes and returned to his Zhuzhu's house under an umbrella.

Mr. Qian didn't even enter the house, he just stood under the porch and waited.

Seeing Du Fei walking into the handwriting arcade, he hurriedly greeted him and begged: "Brother Du Fei, you must help me this time!"

Duffy is somewhat different.

Ordinarily, Mr. Qian wanted to find out whether Qiao Dali had anything to do with the faction.

Even if it takes a few days, you won't be in such a hurry, right?

Du Fei said: "Hey, Third Master, don't be anxious. If anything happens, let's go into the room and talk slowly."

As he spoke, he went to the door of Zhuzi's house, opened the curtain and went in.

Jia Liying just brought the newly brewed tea to the table, said hello to Du Fei, and then retreated to the back room.

If only Du Fei paid it back, they all live in the same courtyard and can't see each other when they look up.

But Mr. Qian is a friend of Zhuzi's outfield, and Jia Liying knows how to talk about things outside, and women should not interfere.

If you have any ideas, please discuss them in private when no one else is around.

In one afternoon, Mr. Qian had already had enough water.

Du Fei, on the other hand, was a little thirsty. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip and asked: "Third Master, look at you, you are so impatient. What happened?"

Third Master Qian slapped his thigh and said, "Hey, it's the careless third child in our family. He got into a fight this morning and was caught!"

Du Fei was stunned for a moment and thought to himself: "What a big deal this is! It's just a fight. Did you kill someone? It shouldn't be that big of a deal~"

There is another chapter in the early morning, today’s 3rd update is 9,000