Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

Qin Huairu was indeed used to being in a hurry. She ate three big white steamed buns, a large bowl of meat and vegetables, and drank a sip of spicy and refreshing Laobaigan, and her face was full of happiness.

After hearing what Li Weijun said, she said without hesitation: "Why can't we eat cold food? At noon today, Sun Ermazi from the commune came to the village to sell popsicles. Jingru stole his father's shoes and exchanged them for a lot of popsicles. I didn't know you were going to the village tonight. If I had known, I would have saved one for you."

"Steal shoes and exchange them for popsicles?"

Looking at Qin Huairu's flushed cheeks, Li Weijun's mouth twitched.

Qin Jingru would visit her relatives in Nanluoguxiang during festivals, so Li Weijun had met Qin Jingru several times.

She is also a beauty with a sweet appearance and delicate features.

It's a pity that he is too young and has a childish face. At the age of fourteen, he was not well nourished during the difficult period, so his hair looks dry and yellow, and his face is pale.

"Weijun, don't just stand there, drink. When you become a projectionist, you will inevitably have to drink with officials. You can't drink without tolerance."

After drinking another cup of wine, Qin Huairu began to speak with a slurred voice. She didn't even need Li Weijun to urge her to drink, as she drank one glass after another.

"Drink, Sister Qin, I'm drinking it."

Li Weijun pretended to take a sip, then gently handed the peeled egg to Qin Huairu.

"Come on, open your mouth, be careful not to choke..."

Qin Huairu was stunned for a moment, and looking at Li Weijun with a serious and pitying look on his face, she felt a warm feeling in her heart.

For the first time in my twenty or thirty years of life, this is the first time that I have been treated kindly by a person of the opposite sex other than my father.

The eggs are sweet and fragrant.

At this moment, she even felt that it was sweeter than the wedding candy.

Qin Huairu was chewing the egg in her mouth, but she was reluctant to swallow it. She just felt that everything in front of her eyes became blurry and tears quietly flowed from her eyes.

It has been a long time since I married into the Jia family. I haven’t been as happy as I am today.

Did it start with the mother-in-law maliciously harassing her and speaking harshly to her every day?

Or did it start when she discovered her husband's gambling addiction?

Or is it the same old routine every day, struggling for food, enduring the cold shoulder from your parents, trying every possible way to get food, but still not being able to fill your stomach?

"Wu, wu, Weijun, don't be so nice to me, I don't deserve it..."

Qin Huairu's voice was tearful, as if she was venting her depression and dissatisfaction with life, sobbing softly.

Li Weijun did not say anything, but gently held Qin Huairu in his arms, feeling this woman's most vulnerable moment.

Is Qin Huairu a bad person?

Maybe, maybe not.

For Jia Dongxu, Qin Huairu is undoubtedly a good wife and mother. She is not a spoiled brat or unreasonable.

She was not picky about wealth or poverty. Not only was she beautiful, but she was also hardworking. Even when he died young, she did not choose to abandon her family and children and remarry. Instead, she took great pains to raise his children. She was a perfect template for marrying a wife.

To Sha Zhu, Xu Damao and the people whose blood was sucked, Qin Huairu's heart was as poisonous as a scorpion.

She inserted an IUD, used moral blackmail, did not discipline and educate her ex-husband's son, and just took money without letting him do the deed. She is a complete leech.

But what does this have to do with Li Weijun?

He didn't want to take over Jia Dongxu's business, but he took the money and didn't do the job?

With Li Weijun, you only get work done but you don't get paid!

As for whether it is moral or not, whether one is fickle or not.

After going through so much trouble to travel this distance, he is still worried about this and that, as timid as a calf.

Then what's the point of crossing a thread?

Not to mention the support of the system. Xu Damao, a projectionist, can have affairs with other women and live a happy and carefree life. In the original novel, he has not divorced Lou Xiaoe, but he dares to have an affair with Qin Jingru.

Li Weijun is a time traveler with a golden finger. If he lives like an ascetic monk, he might as well die by being hit by a piece of tofu.

Thinking of this, Li Weijun felt a little distracted.

Especially at a close distance, the faint milky scent on Qin Huairu's body made his heart surge with excitement.

"Wei Jun, let me go. It would be bad if others saw us..."

Seeing that Li Weijun was not honest, the somewhat confused Qin Huairu blushed and spoke in a low voice while pursing her lips.

"Sister, there are no outsiders here. I've told Uncle Wei that I'm sleeping in the barn tonight. No outsiders will disturb me. No one will hear me even if I shout at the top of my lungs."

Li Weijun was immediately delighted when he saw that Qin Huairu resisted verbally but did not struggle or resist. Instead, she said some bland words reluctantly.

He quickly pushed the leftover soup aside and looked at Qin Huairu with a smile.

Qin Huairu was so frightened by this look that she felt her face getting hot and her heart beating fast. She spat angrily, "Hurry up and let me go. It's so hot in the summer, don't you mind?"

"No, I feel cool. It's more comfortable than holding an ice cube. If you feel hot, I can buy you a fan when I become a projectionist and save up enough money to cool you down."

Li Weijun kept protesting his injustice, but his actions did not slow down at all.

Qin Huairu felt so embarrassed by this that she said unhappily, "Electric fans don't cost money. You haven't married yet. Besides, industrial coupons and tickets are hard to get. You might as well save them. I'll find you a good girl..."

"Don't worry, dear sister. I'm still young and it's not a hardship for me to get married so early. If I must get married, I'd prefer someone like Sister Qin. Besides, it's just industrial coupons and tickets. Look at what's in my pocket."

As Li Weijun was talking, he took out the three Forever bicycle tickets he had copied from Xu Damao during the day.

The bicycle ticket was obtained by Xu Fugui through his connections to give Xu Damao face in marrying Lou Xiao'e. It was the only one in the courtyard.

Seeing Li Weijun easily take out so many bicycle tickets, even the drunk Qin Huairu's pupils dilated in surprise and asked in astonishment.

"Wei Jun, where did you get this bloody bicycle ticket?"

"Good sister, please don't ask. In this day and age, you need a background and strength to make a living. If a man doesn't have some secrets and abilities, can he still be called a man? My back itches, sister, can you scratch it for me?"

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Li Weijun stuffed the bicycle ticket back into his pocket. He was about to take off his shirt to scratch his itch when he suddenly heard a burst of footsteps coming from outside the house.

Then, Xu Damao's familiar voice was heard.

"Li Weijun, you haven't rested yet?"

In an instant, Qin Huairu's voice froze and she looked at Li Weijun in panic.

"What should we do, Wei Jun, why is Xu Damao here?"

Qin Huairu knew that Xu Damao was a notoriously bad person with pus on the soles of his feet and a mouth that could not be restrained.

What if Xu Damao caught her and Li Weijun drinking late at night, a single man and a single woman in the same room?

When I return to the courtyard, I don’t know how I will arrange myself.

"Damn it, Xu Damao, you son of a bitch, you're not sleeping and you're here to mess with Huaimin, right?"

Seeing that the cooked duck was about to fly away, Li Weijun became annoyed. After asking Qin Huairu to hold her breath and not make any noise, he opened the door in a rage.

Outside the door, Xu Damao was stunned as he looked at Li Weijun who was like a man of fire and was scolded.