Courtyard House: He Daqing Forces Qin Huairu into Marrying at the Beginning

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Uncle He."

Ma Weiguo wasn't pretentious.

There are many things to do back in Beijing, and I'm a bit overwhelmed with work.

It's always good to avoid some trouble.

Ma Weiguo entered the steel rolling mill, presumably to work in the security department.

Making friends in advance is beneficial and harmless.

Since the room is empty anyway, I might as well do a favor.

Chapter 92 A Thousand Cups of Wine Are Not Enough When Meeting a True Friend

"Brother Ma, the bed is simple, please bear with it."

He Yuzhu led Ma Weiguo into the small house.

He Yuzhu is a kind-hearted person who likes to help others. As soon as he heard that the new neighbors in the courtyard needed to find a place to stay for a few days, he immediately came to help.

Ma Weiguo had an extraordinary demeanor, and He Yuzhu felt an instant connection with him; they quickly became acquainted.

There weren't many people in the compound who were the same age as He Yuzhu, and even fewer who caught his eye.

Now that Ma Weiguo has arrived, He Yuzhu finally has someone to talk to.

"Brother Zhu, this is already very good."

Thank you. "

The room contained only a bed, a table, and a chair.

But that was enough for Ma Weiguo.

Even without a clean and quiet living environment, Ma Weiguo can fall asleep as long as there is a place to lie down.

On the battlefield, he would rest under continuous enemy fire.

"Brother Ma, my dad said he's going to throw a welcome dinner for you tonight."

"Once we're settled, we'll go to the courtyard for dinner."

If you're going to be on good terms with someone, you have to put in the necessary effort.

With He Daqing's wealth, how could he possibly lack a few meals?

"This is too much trouble for you."

Ma Weiguo felt a little guilty.

However, given the He family's kind intentions, he couldn't very well refuse.

"It's just a meal, what's the trouble?"

My dad and I both work in the canteen of the steel rolling mill.

Once you join the security department of the steel rolling mill, you'll inevitably have to try our cooking skills.

Let's just consider it a trial run.

He Yuzhu chuckled, his face full of sincerity.

"Let me tell you, my dad's cooking skills are unparalleled."

They're among the top in Beijing.

I'm getting a treat today thanks to you.

Don't hesitate, let's go together.

Having said that, Ma Weiguo stopped making excuses.

"Okay, you go first."

I'll be there once I've finished packing.

Okay, we'll wait for you.

You absolutely must come.

……

In the evening, the aroma of meat wafted through the east courtyard.

He Daqing stewed a chicken, prepared a braised pork belly, a plate of sweet and sour carp, and a few other home-style dishes, filling the table with food and waiting for guests to arrive.

Not long after, Ma Weiguo, carrying some things in his hands, strode into the courtyard.

"Uncle He, Zhu Zi, I'm here."

Ma Weiguo went to the kitchen, placed two bottles of Fenjiu liquor on the table, and then handed the paper-wrapped candies and snacks to Qin Huairu.

As is customary, Ma Weiguo naturally had to reciprocate the hospitality of the He family.

Otherwise, it would be too inconsiderate.

"Wei Guo, it's just a meal, why bring so much stuff?"

He Daqing shook his head and smiled.

"Uncle He, to be honest, I just want to have a few drinks with someone tonight."

"We weren't allowed to drink in the army, but I craved it when I got to Beijing."

Ma Weiguo sat down on the stool, opened a bottle of Fenjiu liquor, poured a glass for He Daqing, then poured a glass for He Yuzhu, and finally filled his own glass.

Judging by the way he pours the wine, he probably drank quite a lot in the past.

Good food deserves good wine.

"Is my Fenjiu any good?"

"This is passable, then what is not passable?"

Let's raise a glass to celebrate Weiguo's visit to our courtyard house.

He Daqing raised his glass, clinked it with the two men's, and then drank it all in one gulp.

"Wei Guo, don't be so polite."

"Try my cooking and see how it tastes."

Ma Weiguo picked up a piece of braised pork and stuffed it into his mouth.

The tender and flavorful pork belly melts in your mouth and slides down your throat, leaving a lingering fragrance.

"Mmm, this meat is really delicious."

It's even better than what you get in fancy restaurants.

"Uncle He, your cooking is excellent!"

Ma Weiguo was telling the truth. Of all the braised pork he had ever eaten, He Daqing's was the best.

“If it tastes good, eat more.

If there's a chance in the future, I'll let you try my signature dish again.

He Daqing didn't have much time to prepare today.

He hasn't even shown off his specialty, Shandong cuisine, yet.

"Okay, I'll be waiting."

After Ma Weiguo finished speaking, he filled He Daqing's cup again.

As they ate, the group started chatting non-stop.

We talked about everything under the sun, from the battlefields of war to the quiet alleyways, and about the local delicacies and customs...

The three of them got along very well and drank one glass of wine after another, and soon the two bottles of Fenjiu were empty.

"A thousand cups of wine are not enough when drinking with a bosom friend." Not yet satisfied, He Daqing went back into the house and brought out two more bottles of wine to continue drinking.

Until the bottles were all empty.

Hiccups were rising from the alcohol when Ma Weiguo and He Yuzhu helped each other back to rest.

He Daqing shakily climbed back onto the bed.

Even with his body strengthened, he couldn't completely withstand the effects of alcohol.

These two young men have a really good alcohol tolerance.

Qin Huairu looked at her husband lying on the bed and couldn't help but shake her head and chuckle.

She rarely saw her husband so out of control.

It seems that Brother Daqing is really happy today.

After putting the child to sleep, Qin Huairu helped her husband take off his shoes and coat, and carefully wiped his face with a hot towel.

He Daqing was sleeping, breathing evenly, and looking very peaceful.

Strangely enough, He Daqing, who is in his thirties, looks energetic and is about the same age as someone in their twenties. He doesn't look old at all.

If He Daqing and He Yuzhu stood together, people who didn't know the situation would probably think they were brothers.

He Yuzhu is the elder brother, and He Daqing is the younger brother.

A man is in his prime at forty; his shelf life is indeed quite long.

Thinking of this, Qin Huairu raised her hand and pinched her cheek.

She is twenty years old this year, still in the prime of a woman's life.

However, after giving birth to twins, it's inevitable that one's figure will change.

Despite He Daqing's meticulous care and a period of recovery, her beauty remained largely undiminished.

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However, it still can't compare to when she was a young maiden.