Walking with the Villain, Lou Xiao'e's Alternative Love

With a trace of regret for not being able to discover the secret of his mother's hiding of money, Xu Shaochen slowly fell asleep.

Weaving a bizarre adventure.

In his dream, he stepped in front of an almost abandoned courtyard located on the mountainside.

It seems like a corner that time has forgotten.

Above the gate, there is a mottled plaque hanging, with the words on it blurred and difficult to distinguish.

Like a puzzle left by the whispers of time.

The rotten and dilapidated door carries the vicissitudes of history.

The big hole in the center seems to be the eye of time, peeking at the past and the future.

The debris on the edge of the door panel swayed gently in the breeze, telling of indomitable spirit and persistence.

In the yard, weeds are rampant and look very wild.

Blending in with the dilapidated surroundings.

A ginkgo tree stands alone.

Although its branches are withered, they still stretch out in an unyielding posture, as if telling of its past glory.

The small stone mill is silent, and the old well is deep and dark.

The surrounding walls are either collapsed or tilted, showing the desolation.

The roofs of several houses are almost gone, leaving only broken walls and broken windows, and the doors and windows are non-existent, which has become a joke among people: "There is a frame in the house".

In this strange dream, although Xu Shaochen had a young figure, he walked lightly.

It was as if there was infinite power contained in his body, which made him wonder what kind of sacred place this was and why it seemed so familiar yet strange.

He searched everywhere, hoping to find a clue, but all his efforts were in vain, leaving him with only curiosity and confusion.

Just as he was immersed in this confusion and regret, a ray of dazzling sunlight penetrated the gap in his dream and woke him up from his sleep.

Lou Xiao'e's slightly teasing voice rang in my ears, "Son, hurry up and pee, or your little teapot will break."

Mom's reminder made the little guy instinctively clamp his legs together.

A shy and innocent smile appeared on her face.

At this moment, the separation of dreams and reality made Xu Shaochen instantly furious.

He sat up in a daze, his face full of surprise and embarrassment.

"Mom, I'm already this old, why do you still let me wear this crap?

It's really embarrassing for grandma!"

He muttered, his eyes falling on his bellyband.

Lou Xiao'e took a sky blue vest and shorts and placed them in front of her son, "Oh, now you feel embarrassed?

When you and He Qing were running around the streets naked, peeing and playing in the mud, I didn't see you thinking there was anything wrong with it.

Okay, stop pretending to be a grown-up in front of me and get up and eat.

Today is Sunday, and we are going back to the countryside to visit your grandparents.

Your second aunt and brother Hao are also going back.

Didn't you promise to bring them some delicious food? "

As soon as he heard the word "countryside", Xu Shaochen's eyes immediately lit up.

The idea of ​​going to my uncle's house to "feel the situation" last night was instantly thrown out of my mind.

He turned over with a grunt, then quickly got up again with full energy, carefully checking the front and back of his clothes, fearing that he had put them on backwards.

Although his movements were a little clumsy, he quickly put on the fresh suit.

Excited and ready for the upcoming trip to the countryside.

The mother and daughter's breakfast time was filled with anxiety as Xu Damao had not returned yet.

While peeling eggs for her son, Lou Xiao'e complained, "Your dad is like a plastic bag. He'll get hung up for a while wherever he goes.

It's almost noon, and we haven't bought the dough sticks yet. I'm afraid our meal will become lunch."

Xu Shaochen took the white and tender egg and couldn't wait to take a bite. A satisfied smile appeared on his little face.

"Mom, I'm not saying anything bad about Lao Xu.

If he is not punished for a day, he will tear off the tiles on the roof.

It’s okay for me to be hungry, after all, we don’t know each other very well.

But you are different, mom. He mentions you every day, and the words he says make me grit my teeth.

But look, isn't it that he says one thing in front of others and another behind their backs?

Who knows, maybe she'll start chatting with some auntie who's frying dough sticks.

Alas! Poor his wife is still waiting at home.

Mom, you peel one for me."

Lou Xiao'e put away the egg skin and scolded with a smile: "Eating eggs can't stop your mouth.

Every day, she's either thinking about your mom's money or going back and forth to tie your dad and me together.

What good will it do you to instigate a fight between us?

I'll tell you clearly, if I take action, I'll take them down in pairs, not just one."

Xu Shaochen saw that he had provoked others, so he pouted and said, "I was just teasing you. I am your biological son. It is not human for me to do such a thing.

Besides, why do you still need to worry about your money? When you and my dad pass away, it will all be mine."

Lou Xiao'e pinched his little face with one hand and slapped his little butt with the other.

“You are really our good son.

When I have time, I will teach you a lesson.

Let you know what it means to be a filial son under the stick. "

Xu Shaochen knew that it was too early to speak.

He forced a flattering smile, with the corners of his mouth raised with a bit of mischief and pleading in his eyes, and he stammered: "Oh, my dear, the most beautiful and gentle mother in the world, your heart is warmer than spring, how could you bear to lift a finger against me?"

However, Lou Xiao'e just raised her head slightly, glanced past him and looked towards the door, as if she didn't hear what he said, and didn't give any response.

Seeing this, Xu Shaochen had to adjust his strategy, and his tone became more serious, "Mom, you are too serious, we should be reasonable, right?

Look at Brother He Qing, how enviable he is. My Uncle He and Aunt Juan treat him like a baby and they don’t even dare to say a harsh word to him.

Not to mention fighting.

You two, Mr. Xu, are not like me, abusing your own son like this.

I even doubted whether it was picked up.”

Lou Xiao'e finally glanced sideways, "How dare you mention He Qing?

He Qing is diligent and sensible.

Let’s not talk about how much housework she helps your aunt Juan do all day long. Just talk about how sweet her mouth is. Even if ten of you are sweet, you can’t catch up with one of her.

You are still here feeling proud of yourself!"

Xu Shaochen snorted in disdain when he heard it, and put on the posture of a little adult: "Humph, sweet talk is nothing, a man's strength is what counts.

I don’t do those things to win people’s hearts.”

Having said that, there was a barely perceptible glimpse of envy and self-reflection in his eyes.

Just as the verbal battle between mother and son was becoming increasingly heated, Xu Damao came back in a hurry.

Holding a fried dough stick in his hand, he said as soon as he entered the door: "Wife, come and eat. After eating, we have to go to the courtyard."

Seeing him like this, Lou Xiao'e asked hurriedly, "What's wrong? What happened in the courtyard?"

Xu Damao quickly took two gulps of water and explained, "It's an old man. He found a companion and brought him back."

Damn, is it so easy to pick up my spouse?