Chapter 80 Return to the courtyard (20th update, please subscribe)
Dad Zhu also smiled and said, "Girl, the person who said this to you either doesn't know much about it himself, or is deliberately teasing you to change the concept. Zhuge Liang's "only looking at the outline" means understanding the connotation and gist of the article without carving out the details.
Literary calligraphy is not what you think at all."
Zhu Ting pursed her lips.
Dad Zhu added, "What's more, the books Zhuge Liang read were all classics and articles. With his intelligence and understanding, he could just glance at them. If it were the current physics and chemistry, he would also have to memorize formulas and theorems, and there would be no way to understand them.
It's simple."
Zhu Ting has admired her father since she was a child, and she also agrees with Zhu's father's explanation.
But in this way, she still couldn't refute Du Fei. In the Chronicle of the Three Kingdoms, Zhuge Liang did have the meaning of reading without asking for a thorough understanding.
This made her very depressed!
Mother Zhu couldn't see what was on her daughter's mind, so she asked, "Girl, after talking for a long time, who exactly provoked you? Why don't you find your Aunt Wang tomorrow to give you some vent?"
"Mom~" Zhu Ting said in a long voice, "What did you say!"
Dad Zhu interjected, "Is it that Xiao Du you were talking about last time?"
Zhu Ting's eyes flashed, but she didn't hide it. She nodded and said, "That's the guy."
Zhu's mother asked strangely, "Didn't he just help you? Last time you came back, you praised him all over!"
Zhu Ting blushed and argued forcefully, "One code equals one code! Although he helped me, he is too young and has too many selfish ideas. He is not a good person."
Zhu's mother was originally teasing her daughter, but she didn't expect Zhu Ting to show her little girlish attitude, which made her worried.
Until Zhu Ting went to take a shower and change clothes, Zhu's father and mother were left next to the dining table, and they looked at each other.
Zhu’s mother said, “Although that boy named Du is not bad, his age and family background are too different from our Tingting!”
Dad Zhu said, "I don't think you want to mess with the mandarin ducks. When I was at Yan University, Tingting didn't even take a fancy to many young talents. How can such a boy win her soul?"
Zhu's mother disapproved and said, "Why not? You haven't seen that child, just his figure and appearance. Let me tell you this! When Mr. Mei Lanfang was young, No one can compare with me."
Dad Zhu frowned slightly.
He had seen with his own eyes Mr. Mei's demeanor when he was young. He was indeed rich and handsome.
Zhu Ma added, "And it seems today that that boy is not bad at knowledge. He can pick up allusions from the Three Kingdoms at his fingertips. He is definitely not an embroidered pillow. If you were Tingting, how could you not be tempted by such a man?"
At this time, Dad Zhu had turned from a slight frown to a frown.
Even if Du Fei's family background is not considered, the age gap between the two is a hurdle that cannot be overcome.
At the same time, Du Fei didn't know that he had already registered with Zhu Ting's parents.
Du Fei took Xiaowu back to the courtyard directly.
The smell of his house has been getting better these days, and Lei Laoliu would go there during the day, light the fireplace, and watch there.
The moisture from the heated kang on the second floor, as well as the moisture in the room, have all been dried almost completely.
So this morning, before going to work, Du Fei checked out of his room in the Red Star Hotel and planned to move back in at night.
He passed by the grocery store and bought some food. In his pocket was a large pot of two-sided steamed buns that Aunt Qian had steamed for him during the day.
It's still steaming hot when you take it out, so you can eat it anytime if you don't like cooking.
After winter, it gets dark earlier and earlier.
Du Fei returned to the courtyard, and as soon as he entered the front yard, he saw the third uncle standing there with his butt sticking out, gathering cabbage.
Hearing the sound of the bicycle, I looked back and immediately smiled with a smile on my face, "Oh, Xiao Du is back! Thank you so much for solving the problem yesterday."
Du Fei laughed and said, "It's all a simple effort, so you won't suffer any harm in there, right?"
The third uncle hurriedly said, "No, thanks to you and the police comrade."
Du Fei was secretly surprised, and soon understood that this was a favor sent to him by Niu Wentao.
Although at that time Du Fei only said that he was from the same hospital and said that there was no important relationship.
But Niu Wentao knows how to be a good person. He said something casually in front of Yan Jiecheng, and Du Fei greeted him and gave Du Fei face. This kind of thing doesn't cost money, so why not do it!
Du Fei smiled and acquiesced.
But the third uncle is really mean. He talks a lot about nice things but doesn't express any substance.
Du Fei curled his lips secretly, said a few perfunctory words and walked inside.
Entering the middle courtyard, I didn't see Qin Huairu doing laundry. I didn't know what the pretty widow was doing.
The lights at Shazhu's house were also turned off. There probably was a small stove in the factory and he was left in charge.
At this moment, a boy and a half ran over from behind.
Wearing a clean little black cotton-padded jacket and a woolen hat, he is Xiaojun from the first man's family.
"Brother Du Fei!" Xiao Jun held the soy sauce bottle. When he saw Du Fei, his eyes lit up and he quickly stopped and called for someone.
Du Fei smiled and said, "Hey, little man, I can help your mother!"
Xiaojun smiled shyly, not knowing what to say.
Du Fei said, "Okay, it's quite cold, go back quickly!"
"Hey, goodbye, Brother Du Fei." Xiaojun responded, still speaking with a slight accent, and walked home. As soon as he opened the door, he shouted, "Mom, I'm back!"
Du Fei vaguely heard the cheerful laughter of a big mother coming from inside the room.
He smiled and pushed his bicycle home.
The room was pitch dark, there was no movement at all, and there was a rush of heat when the door was opened.
Lei Laoliu put out the fire before leaving, but the heat in the room was still there, so it was not cold after all.
At this moment, Du Fei suddenly envied Xiao Jun.
At least Xiaojun just went back and shouted "I'm back", and someone in the room answered.
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Du Fei took a breath and rubbed Xiaowu's big cat head that came back with him.
"Meow~"
Xiaowu expressed dissatisfaction but did not break away.
The palms of his hands felt warm and furry, which made Du Fei feel much better.
Close the door, take off your cotton-padded clothes, and change into slippers.
Du Fei stepped into the house, first took out the radio from his pocket, plugged it in and made a "sizzling" sound of electricity, adding a sense of life to the whole house.
Just tune a channel at random, no matter what the program is, as long as someone talks to you.
Then open the grate in front of the fireplace.
When Lei Laoliu was installing the fireplace, he first built a table like a TV cabinet underneath, where briquettes and wood could be placed.
The fireplace seat is on the stand, and there is a gate in front to prevent being burned by the stove.
Open the fireplace door, put your hand in, and with a thought, seven or eight red briquettes fall out of the pocket.
Previously, Du Fei put the burning briquettes into his pocket and used them as fire to avoid having to relight them every time.
Recently, he has become more and more proficient in using the portable space. He doesn't have to touch it, he just needs to concentrate, and he can put in and put out specific items half a meter away.
The briquettes that fell into the furnace were extremely hot and instantly re-ignited and started burning.
Du Fei filled it with briquettes with a shovel and watched the flames rise before he closed the furnace door.
Then go up the stairs to the second floor, lay out the kang mat and bedding, and sleep in your new home tonight.
This made Du Fei's mood suddenly improve.
Coming down from upstairs, Ma Lianliang's famous piece "Empty City Strategy" was playing on the radio.
Du Fei also hummed, "I'm on the tower watching the mountains... the scenery..."
But at this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door, and then Qin Huairu asked timidly, "Xiao Du, is that you?"