I am a cripple in the Siheyuan. Who am I afraid of?

Chapter 548 Limin Repair Shop

Qin Huairu frowned and thought about it. Before he could answer, Xia and the old leader came out of the west wing, talking and laughing.

Song Xiaoya saw that the old leader didn't care about Qin Huairu at all, and she jumped up and down to meet him. "Grandpa, if I knew you were coming, I would have complained to you just now."

The old leader touched Song Xiaoya's hair gently with a kind look on his face, and asked her with a smile: "Who are you going to report on?"

Song Xiaoya pouted and repeated what she had just said.

The old chief laughed and said, "This is easy to handle. I know about the art performance you mentioned and the banquet Xiaoqing is going to attend. The time can be staggered. You can accompany Xiaoqing to the banquet first and see what he likes to do. Isn't it interesting? After the banquet, let him accompany you to the art performance. In this way, he can see what your favorite thing is like. In this way, you can increase your understanding of each other, right?"

Song Xiaoqing stood at the back and smiled awkwardly, scratched his head, and nodded to the old leader: "Grandpa is right, then I will arrange it this way."

He spoke in a calm and steady manner, like a little adult, which was completely different from Song Xiaoya's innocent and romantic manner.

The old leader held the two children in his left hand and right hand, and walked back to the dining table with a smile: "Come on, sit down and eat with grandpa. Song Wu has cleared the wine. The children will not drink when they come back. It just so happens that we have reached the limit for today. We have had a great time."

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It was not until mid-afternoon that Song Wu and Qin Huairu rode their bicycles together and returned to No. 95 Nanluoguxiang.

As soon as I reached the door, I met Xu Damao pushing his bicycle out of the yard.

Xu Damao looked at Song Wu and Qin Huairu curiously and asked, "Where's Xiaoqing? Isn't he with you?"

Qin Huairu smiled and said, "Xiaoya dragged me to live over there. It's really strange, with so many brothers and sisters, why does Xiaoya only like Xiaoqing?"

Xu Damao grinned, shook his head and said, "I know the answer to your question. It's actually very simple. Xiaoqing is like a piece of wood. He always smiles no matter what you say. That's why Xiaoya is so lively. Others would have been annoyed by her, but he remained calm from beginning to end. He listened to her talk and her playing music patiently."

Qin Huairu was stunned for a moment, frowned and thought about it, then laughed: "You know what, it's really possible. I don't know who Xiaoqing's personality is like."

Song Wu said, "It's hard to say whose personality he resembles. But his talent for cooking is definitely like yours. I don't like to eat your cooking anymore. I prefer his cooking."

Qin Huairu rolled her eyes at him, curled her lips and said, "You said it, don't ask me to cook for you in the future. Eat whoever you want."

After that, she ignored Song Wu and asked Xu Damao: "What are you doing? Are you on the night shift today?"

Xu Damao was startled when he heard Qin Huairu's question, and quickly raised his wrist to check his watch: "Oh, no, I can't say any more, time is tight, I have to leave quickly, if I delay the movie, it will be a big sin, goodbye."

Xu Damao jumped on his bicycle and rode away like the wind.

He no longer works in the steel mill, but works in the cinema. Compared with his previous job in the steel mill, his current job is less stressful and his working hours are more regular.

Qin Huairu smiled and said to Song Wu, "I'm going to the backyard to talk to Jingru. You can do whatever you need to do. Don't look for me for dinner tonight." After that, she rolled her eyes at Song Wu, pushed her bicycle and twisted her waist into the yard.

Song Wu shook his head and pushed his bicycle to the door of his back house.

He looked at the familiar little door in front of him, then looked left and right at the familiar alleys of Nanluoguxiang.

He suddenly had an idea to reopen the repair shop and put up the same sign, Limin Repair Shop.

This time he planned to start an individual business and be at the forefront of society. Anyway, he was not afraid of anyone looking for trouble with him, and he planned to get the first individual business license in his own hands.

This is really a good idea. The first step is to renovate the back house and restore it to its original appearance as a repair department.

Then I moved out all the old tools and tool benches that had been put away for many years. I also found a store to buy some spare parts, and then I started my business.

Song Wu was actually a little excited by what he was thinking. He couldn't help but park his bicycle at the door, took out his key and opened the door. Now he was ready to go into the house and make some plans.

He wanted to restore the original repair shop in his memory, preferably without any changes. Anyway, he kept all those old things and never threw them away.

……

Qin Huairu pushed her bicycle through the main hall and saw Jia Zhang coming out of the west wing.

She frowned and asked unhappily, "Mom, why did you go to Banggeng's room again? He said last time that he doesn't allow anyone to enter his room when he's not at home. If you keep doing this without telling us, he might just give us the keys and take us away next time."

Qin Huairu now lives in the east wing of the central courtyard, while Jia Zhangshi lives in the small ear room where He Yushui used to live.

It turned out that the west wing of the Jia family had become Banggeng's own house.

Jia Zhang smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm just worried that he won't clean up his room and it's too messy. I'll clean it up for him and wash his dirty clothes. Oh, I'm really worried. Banggeng is almost 30 and still hasn't found a partner. What can I do?"

As she spoke, Jia Zhang's eyes turned red and tears began to fall.

Qin Huairu also sighed softly, but soon put on a smile again: "He is now fully focused on studying, so he doesn't have the energy to worry about other things. Didn't you see that even when he comes home for the weekend, he always holds his books tightly, so how can he have time for love?"

Jia Zhang walked up to Qin Huairu, holding the handlebars with her hands, and said with a worried look on her face: "No matter how busy you are, you can't delay your lifelong event. Wait for him to come back and talk to him. There are some girls who are similar and look good at giving birth. You should marry them quickly."

Qin Huairu was suddenly happy. "Mom, what old ideas do you have? Fortunately, your grandson has said that he must find a beautiful one. He also said that she must not be uglier than his mother. Well, don't worry, I will ask him about his plans when he comes back. You'd better not go into that room casually. He is concerned about this matter now. I will go to the backyard to talk to Jingru first."

Now the courtyard seems more lively than in previous years. Several children have grown up, and some have married new wives. Those who went to the countryside to work in the production team in previous years have returned one after another this year, waiting for jobs to be arranged. However, none of Song Wu's children went to work in the countryside. They were not old enough.

(End of this chapter)