Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

What a joke, pulling out new silk clothes for Qin Huairu is the foundation of Li Weijun's Tu Shisan Niang, and paired with a purple gold long-spiked whip, it is full of martial arts flavor, and the attack speed stacking is no joke.

Who doesn’t have a dream of being a martial arts world?

Drink the strongest wine, ride the fastest horse, climb the highest mountain, eat the spiciest food, play with the sharpest knife, and love the most beautiful woman.

It’s the same dish, but with different cooking methods, steaming, braising, or stir-frying, each time it’s a unique taste experience.

But what does Li Weijun want to gain by getting cloth from Sophora japonica to make clothes?

A baby who has not been weaned can't say that she won't fight with Li Weijun for food just because Li Weijun made her new clothes with cloth, right?

"That's true. The sophora japonica is just one month old. If you tear the cloth to make clothes for it, my mother-in-law will definitely look at me with contempt. It will also be hard to explain to your brother Dongxu. I think you shouldn't waste the money. You just became a projectionist, and you need money to buy a bicycle and get married. I appreciate your kindness."

When Qin Huairu married into the Jia family, she had to tear red cloth to make a wedding dress before the wedding. Now that she saw Li Weijun thinking about her, her heart felt as sweet as if she had eaten honey.

But then she thought, even if she got new clothes, she couldn't wear them in public, let alone keep them at home. Wouldn't that be a waste of money? So she frowned and tried to persuade him kindly.

"Good sister, if you can't wear it at home, then put it in my cupboard and wear it as much as you want at home. Can't you just wear it for me to see? Besides, why should I let Brother Dongxu see the clothes that Sister Qin and I bought? I won't be happy if you wear it for Brother Dongxu to see."

Li Weijun curled his lips, pulled Qin Huairu, who was full and satisfied, and looked at each other in silence, but it seemed as if there were thousands of words expressed in his eyes.

"Sister Qin, you are so beautiful..."

Under the dim flickering light, I touched Qin Huairu's silky hair and felt that this vixen was truly a rare beauty.

There are looks that represent peace and prosperity for the country and looks that represent disaster for the country and the people, which makes people unable to resist but salivate.

Qin Huairu rolled her eyes and said unhappily, "You are so sharp-tongued. You only know how to fool your sister Qin. Find a girl to marry as soon as possible so that people won't worry about you. My uncle's cousin Qin Jingru is pretty good. She has a firm chest, but she is too young..."

"Qin Jingru?"

Li Weijun was delighted, for when this girl appeared on the stage, she was a young girl with an oval face, big eyes, delicate features, and more importantly, she knew how to listen to men.

If you listen carefully, this will be very easy to operate.

Unlike Qin Huairu, she still needs to be coaxed and sometimes she is too reserved to let go.

It’s a pity that this girl is just a young girl now.

After hesitating for a while, Li Weijun shook his head: "I like people like Sister Qin. Not only is she pretty, but she also knows how to serve others."

"You have good comprehension. Yesterday, your teeth kept bumping against each other. Today, you're spinning around like a morning glory. When we have time, I'll tie a swing in the house and we can practice swinging on it, or climbing a tree. I've even thought of a name for it: Invincible Hot Wheels."

Qin Huairu first chuckled, then said with a hint of jealousy: "If you are beautiful, why are you still eating out with that little bitch? Weijun, if one day, I mean just in case, just in case one day, I divorce your brother Dongxu, will you have a bite of rice in your pot for me?"

"Yes, we can let anyone starve, but not Sister Qin."

Li Weijun said this, but he didn't care in his heart.

Just kidding, isn't it good to be sneaky now? You don't even have to do the ring, and if you have a child, Jia Dongxu and Sha Zhu will raise it.

If you get divorced, won't that force me to pay the bill?

It's Sister Qin's fault to be serious. Li Weijun wants to avoid people like Jia Dongxu as much as possible.

"You're just a jerk. I'm not a worm in your stomach, so how can I know what you're thinking?"

When Qin Huairu heard this satisfactory answer, she pursed her lips, her big eyes bright, and looked like a happy little woman.

The most feared thing in everything is comparison. Once there is a comparison, Jia Dongxu instantly becomes insignificant.

If it weren't for the fact that she was worried about her children, the age difference, and the fact that the street office was not easy to handle the divorce, Qin Huairu really wanted to divorce and live with Li Weijun.

It’s a relief to think about having a mother-in-law who doesn’t nag and who eats her fill every day.

Seeing Qin Huairu's lazy look, Li Weijun blew out the light, then walked to the window by the pond with a smile, put a high stool under it, and motioned Qin Huairu to put her hair up into a high ponytail, and then kneel on the stool.

"Be good, pat your head!"

"don't want!"

"You are bad……"

After eating and drinking, the mighty and strong man helps digest the food.

The next day, just as the sky was turning light, Li Weijun woke up leisurely, touched his pillow, and found no one there.

But I felt a little disappointed in my heart: "After all, Jia Dongxu's wife is not worthy of being seen in public, so annoying."

But thinking that the letter of introduction from Cantou Village was already in his pocket, plus the letter of introduction from Qinjia Village, he now had two of the three letters, and the remaining letter of introduction from Zhaojia Village was no longer important.

The position of projectionist is a done deal, but the necessary activities are still necessary. At the banquet yesterday, Ma Xuewu gritted his teeth and raised more than 30 yuan for Li Weijun.

After returning to the city, he took two bottles of good wine from Li Huaide and weighed some local sausages from the village. After all, they were relatives, so the word "Li" could not be written twice with one stroke.

Instead of using his own relative, is it possible to use an outsider like Xu Damao?

After having dinner at the Guantou Village office, Ma Xuewu attentively sent the production team leader Ma Xueli to personally drive a horse-drawn carriage to take Li Weijun to Zhaojia Village to screen a movie.

Before leaving, he held Li Weijun's hand tightly and did not let go. Apart from the fragile eggs, he also caught four or five rabbits and chickens and put them in cages, and also bought five or six kilograms of dried mushrooms and wild chili peppers that had been dried in the sun.

According to Ma Xuewu's original words, it is a rule for the projectionist to take local specialties when leaving, and this rule cannot be broken.

In addition to these, there is also a sack of high-precision flour from the Cantou Village Mill, weighing about thirty pounds.

The so-called high-precision flour is actually rich and strong flour. The sack of flour in which Ma Xuewu puts whole wheat can produce 85% flour, so it is also called 85% flour.

Although it is not as good as the 1980 noodles, it is much better than Lahaozi’s corn noodles.

Li Weijun did not delay and accepted the order as it was, since it didn't take up much space in the room anyway.

Besides, looking at Ma Xuewu’s attitude, if I don’t accept it, the old guy will definitely be worried.

Sure enough, seeing Li Weijun happily accepting these local specialties, Ma Xuewu smiled and took out a letter of introduction with a red stamp from his arms.

"Wei Jun, we are a family and we should not have any private relations. This is what you deserve. Thank you for taking the trouble to purchase this. We will all make money..."

The carriage slowly drove away from the Canning Village and passed a corner bend.

Li Weijun saw his military advisor standing in the cornfield waving at him, and the dejected man squatting beside him was Xu Damao, who had tried to imitate Ximen Daguanren but failed yesterday.

It was obvious that Ma Xuewu was afraid that the villagers would find out, so he played this trick secretly.

Let Xu Damao leave the Can Village secretly to avoid further trouble.

Even if the villagers are unwilling, they can't chase them into the city.