Free Days in Siheyuan

Zhang Yu looked at his empty hand, and then at Zheng Gouzi, who had disappeared and only echoed. He couldn't help but cursed WC in his heart. He knew that the other party was anxious, but he wouldn't be so anxious.

But he turned around and smiled awkwardly at Teacher Fang, and explained for him: "Teacher Fang, I'm so sorry. Brother Zheng was too happy, so..."

Before Zhang Yu finished speaking, Teacher Fang waved his hand to indicate that it was okay. He could understand the young man's mood at this time.

After all, he was so excited when he got married.

Because I was so excited, I made a lot of jokes at the time.

Teacher Fang fell into memories for a while, but the better the memories, the crueler the reality.

When he was over fifty, his wife and children had already left him, leaving him alone in the world.

Life is not pleasant, and he does not dare to die. Why is his life so miserable?

Brother Zheng left, and Zhang Yu didn't want to stay any longer, but seeing that Teacher Fang seemed to be trapped in darkness and unable to escape, in order to divert his attention, Zhang Yu took out the piece of paper they had just summarized.

Sure enough, Teacher Fang was quickly attracted by some of the more novel things inside. He looked at Zhang Yu in surprise, how could he do this?

At first glance, many things in it are very novel, but if you think about it carefully, they are quite in line with the rules.

While thinking about it, Teacher Fang asked Zhang Yu what they thought. The more they chatted, the brighter their eyes became.

With Zhang Yu trying every means to attract his attention, and Wang Laoliu making jokes next to him, Teacher Fang soon fell into studying the content written on the piece of paper.

When Zhang Yu and the others were about to say goodbye and leave, the piece of paper filled with small words was naturally kept by Teacher Fang.

He had to think about it carefully. Although some places were good, there was always an indescribable sense of inconsistency with the rules that everyone now generally followed. He didn't know whether these children got their ideas from what they heard. Could it be that they were the rich and powerful people nowadays? This is popular among people.

I am afraid that only Zhang Yu in this world can explain why Mr. Defang feels inconsistent. It is nothing more than the difference caused by the times.

Although Zhang Yu did not completely transfer the content of weddings from later generations, he subconsciously borrowed some. The differences in the times made this part of the content seem a bit out of place.

Zhang Yu's rare day off was taken out of his uncle's hands, and half of it was taken up by Zheng Gouzi.

Just when he was thinking about whether he should go shopping in the department store in the afternoon to see if there was anything he could use or enrich his collection, Zhao Wenzhuo walked in leisurely.

Seeing the leisurely look on his uncle's face, Zhang Yu felt a little uncomfortable inexplicably.

Isn’t it uncomfortable?

In previous years, when the Chinese New Year was approaching, Zhao Wenzhuo was very busy. Not to mention coming back from get off work at noon for dinner, he even didn't necessarily find time to come back and sleep at night.

Most of the time, I can only rest in the duty room. It's good to be able to take one day out of two days to come back and sleep.

The reason why he was so leisurely that he even came back for lunch this year was all because of squeezing Zhang Yu.

For Zhang Yu, his uncle is going too far now. At first, he just asked him to copy files. After the job of copying files was taken over by those young men, his uncle handed over all the reports and reviews to him. Later, Even more so, whenever it comes to work that requires writing, I push it all on myself.

Every time Zhang Yu worked hard, he always wondered whether his uncle's actions were really against the rules.

Then every time, I would be so busy with new jobs that dropped from the sky that I would have no time to think about these things anymore.

When Zhang Yu looked at Zhao Wenzhuo now, he felt that all the previous filters were broken, and he felt that he didn't want to see him very much recently. When Zhao Wenzhuo saw Zhang Yu, he was completely opposite to him.

Seeing that Zhang Yu didn't go out, Zhao Wenzhuo's eyes lit up, and then he walked towards him with a smile.

After this period of "torture", when Zhang Yu saw Zhao Wenzhuo's smile again, he didn't feel friendly at all. He only felt a chill in his back and subconsciously wanted to leave the other person's sight.

The happier his uncle smiled, the more Zhang Yu doubted whether the other party had any work that he needed help with.

Unfortunately, it was too late now. Zhao Wenzhuo took three steps and two steps at a time, and had already reached him before he could react.

Before Zhang Yu could speak, he decided for him that he had nothing to do today, and then smiled and made the decision for him: "Since Xiaoyu is free, why not do me a favor."

Zhang Yu rolled his eyes, and just as he was about to use Zheng Gouzi's marriage as a shield, he was attracted by what Zhao Wenzhuo said next.

When Zhang Yu vaguely promised the other party that he would go to the police station in the afternoon, looking at the pride on the other party's face, he realized that he had been tricked by the old fox, his uncle again.

Yes, after this period of "torture", Zhao Wenzhuo has become psychologically linked to the old fox in Zhang Yu.

Seeing the smiling face of the other party, Zhang Yu hated himself and slapped himself twice for being so quick-tongued just now.

[I will make you unable to withstand the temptation. I will make you unable to withstand the temptation. 】

【But……】

【But what? You didn't even say anything, and you just rushed to do hard work for them! 】

[But don’t you want to know what the sixth master is hiding? 】

Zhang Yu was silent, he thought...

He was not a person who couldn't resist temptation, but what his uncle said was too attractive. It was too attractive for him who was away from mobile phones and the Internet and had no other entertainment activities except listening to gossip.

Seeing his nephew's tangled look, Zhao Wenzhuo's steps became more brisk. He knew that his nephew would be curious. It's great that today's work has been sent out again.

Although he was angry, Zhang Yu couldn't resist the curiosity in his heart. Even though his appetite had returned to normal, he deliberately grabbed the last bowl of noodles in front of his uncle, and despite his disappointed look, left no soup at all. After eating so much that he burst into hiccups, Zhang Yu followed Zhao Wenzhuo to the police station.

After arriving, Zhang Yu sorted out the documents on the table and could no longer suppress his curiosity.

He turned to look at the Wu family's youngest son, who still couldn't learn to write a report after so many days, and scratched his head as soon as he wrote a report, and asked him if he knew what happened to the sixth master?

The youngest son of the Wu family scratched his head twice, put down the pen in his hand in despair, and turned to look at Zhang Yu, his eyes already gone.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yu secretly said in his heart, "What a sin!"

What a sin!

The child who was fine and full of youth a few days ago was oppressed by the heavy burden thrown by his father and became like this.