Surprise! The rough husband is the hidden boss of the period literature

Chapter 232 Another Siheyuan
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The old man's spoon fell into the soup bowl, splashing soup, and the old lady was close to him and was affected.

"What are you doing? If you are dissatisfied with me, just say it!" As he said that, he took a handkerchief to wipe the soup off his face.

The old man thought about it, shook his head, and convinced himself, "No, I still believe him. He wouldn't do such a thing. He still has some ideological awareness."

Xu Qinghuan was not surprised. If Jiang Zhenguo really had problems with his thinking, he would not be in his current position.

However, it does not mean that a mistake made unintentionally is innocent.

In the Battle of Dongshan Island, an entire battalion, even the battalion commander, was killed in an area only the size of a palm. The casualties were heavy. It was the biggest defeat since the founding of the People's Republic of China.

The turning point of the whole battle was that Jiang Zhenguo met his first love, and the two had afternoon tea together.

This was once a setting in the book, but in Xu Qinghuan's current world, it really exists.

If she changes the plot of the book a little, the rest of the story will be out of her control. The process of destroying the world and watching it rebuild is both exciting and scary.

In the book, Jiang Chengxu was the first to discover it, and after he told the old man, the old man checked Zheng Qianxia's identity and found out that she was indeed Mana Qianxia.

The old man was shocked and went to see her. She seemed to know something and committed suicide in front of the old man.

She looked at the old man with tears in her eyes, "I love you, and I love my country. I dedicate my loyalty to my country, and I dedicate my life to you, my love!"

In fact, that's bullshit. It was obvious that she knew she was going to die, so she had no choice but to commit suicide.

The second before Jiang Zhenguo went to find her, she was still thinking about how to escape, but it was obvious that she could not escape. Jiang Zhenguo would never let go of someone who deceived him.

But after she killed and expressed her emotions, she died in Jiang Zhenguo's arms. Jiang Zhenguo would never forget her for the rest of his life. Even in his dreams at midnight, he would feel uncontrollable regret and think that if he could do it all over again, he would let her return to China.

Xu Qinghuan was peeling a crab and was scratched by its claws. Jiang Xingye took it and helped her peel it.

She wiped her hands and said, "Whether it is true or not, just keep an eye on Mr. Jiang, see what he does, and then you will know if you follow the clues."

Huo Fuhai looked at Xu Qinghuan deeply, then gave Huo Zhenting a look, and Huo Zhenting indicated that he had received it.

"Huanhuan, grandpa didn't get anything good for you. You like courtyard houses, so grandpa asked the higher-ups to allocate one to you. What do you think?" Huo Fuhai smiled without any guilt.

Xu Qinghuan was speechless. He pursed his lips and cleared his throat. "Grandpa, as long as you feel good about it!"

"It's also in Houhai, closer to the apartment you bought."

The old man took out a property deed, a key, and an envelope from his pocket and handed them to Xu Qinghuan. "There's still a thousand yuan. Although it's a little less, the country is poor now. Grandpa knows you're a good child and won't care about these gains and losses!"

What else could Xu Qinghuan say? He shook his head and said, "Don't worry, don't worry. Thank you, Grandpa!"

When she opened it, the only consolation was that the courtyard house had five courtyards, the kind that would be in great demand in the future.

Huo Fuhai looked at Xu Qinghuan's hypocrisy and laughed in his heart like a pig. It was fun to tease his granddaughter, but it was okay for his grandson. He would get angry if she didn't agree with him, and he would want to make people die of anger when he opened his mouth.

Huo Zhenting was afraid that Xu Qinghuan would really get angry and become estranged from her family, so he said, "Although Grandpa didn't fight for much for you, this is not something that ordinary people would approve of. Your name has left a mark in those people's minds. In the future... it will definitely benefit you."

Xu Qinghuan hadn't expected this to happen. This was more important than any other benefit. She said sincerely, "Thank you, Grandpa!"

She set a time to leave and happened to start talking at the table, "The brigade is still rushing to harvest. Aye plans to set up a thresher production factory in the brigade, and now is a critical period. Big brother's leg is just being taken care of. After taking the pills I left for him, he will be almost healed.
Grandpa and grandma are not in serious condition right now, they just need to take medicine and take care of themselves. I have discussed it with Aye and plan to go back the day after tomorrow."

Tomorrow I'll go check out the new courtyard house, buy some gifts for my family, and then I'll leave the day after tomorrow. Everyone was startled, and Shen Xiuqin asked, "Why so sudden?"

Xu Qinghuan said, "Not really, it's just that my family is rushing to harvest, and Aye and I don't have anything to do here right now, so I just feel bad."

It's not good for them to sit around doing nothing while others are busy.

Shen Xiuqin wanted to stay, but Huo Zhenting raised his hand to stop her. "Then go back. There will always be a day to come back. I'll have someone buy you train tickets."

Xu Qinghuan thanked him.

The atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly became a little dull.

The old lady instructed Shen Xiuqin, "Take another day off tomorrow and go buy some things for the children to take back as gifts."

Shen Xiuqin said, "Mom, I know."

The old man and the old lady have always been thinking about Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Jiang, and they would definitely not let them go back empty-handed. Jiang Xingye was a man of few words, so he didn't say much politely.

At night, Huo Zhui was lying in bed, listening to the noise upstairs. Jiang Xingye happened to live above him. He heard him take a shower, then go out, walk along the corridor, and go up to the third floor.

As for what to do, it goes without saying.

His heart felt like it was soaked in acid water.

I moved my toes gently and found they were more flexible than in the morning.

He couldn't wait to recover from his injuries, go to the battlefield, kill the enemy, and escape from everything he wanted to escape from.

Living under the same roof, he didn't even dare to look at that person, for fear that his thoughts would be known. He would take a sneak peek, like a thief. When he saw the other person looking at him, the joy that grew in his heart made him feel a heavy sense of guilt.

He repeatedly reminded himself that she was already someone else's fiancée and that she was his sister, but for the first time in his life, his heart was completely out of his control.

Xu Qinghuan came out wiping her hair and heard a knock on the door. She went to open the door and saw it was Jiang Xingye.

"Here are some pictures, can you help me take a look?" Jiang Xingye took the towel from Xu Qinghuan's hand and wiped his hair.

Xu Qinghuan sat down on the sofa and looked at the furniture designed by Jiang Xingye, which was drawn on the drawing. It was impossible to tell that it was drawn by someone who had never learned to paint.

I can only say that this person is really talented.

The furniture he designed looked quite practical, but due to the limitations of his current vision, it lacked some of the popular elements of later generations.

"People's thoughts today are imprisoned and somewhat confused. All past traditions have been overthrown, and overseas ideas are labeled as reactionary and must also be overthrown. However, after being imprisoned for a long time, people will pursue freedom.
The result of freedom is that anything new will be accepted. My suggestion is to add some foreign elements to the existing furniture. What do you think? "

Jiang Xingye helped her dry her hair, got down from the armrest of the sofa, and sat with her. "It's okay if you say so."

"Then should I make some changes here?"

"Well, you change it."

Xu Qinghuan changed the style of the furniture with just a few strokes. The new style of the furniture added simplicity to the heavy style, and it was simple yet elegant, which made Jiang Xingye's eyes light up.

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