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

In the state-owned restaurant, Lou Xiao'e, Luo Xiujuan, Qin Huairu and Li Dapeng sat around a small table.

The atmosphere was slightly awkward.

After all, except for Qin Huairu, the others were still relatively unfamiliar.

Take Lou Xiaoe for example. Although they all worked in the same factory, there were too many people.

Not to mention recognizing them all, there are only about a hundred or eighty that look familiar to me.

Seeing this, Qin Huairu quickly introduced the two parties, and they began to chat casually.

Li Dapeng, this guy is really average looking and he speaks very straightforwardly.

But his eyes are clear, and people can tell at first glance that he is a reliable person.

Lou Xiao'e and Luo Xiujuan had surprisingly similar impressions of him and both felt that he was a man worthy of entrusting their lives to.

This made Qin Huairu very happy, as if she saw her happy life in the future.

After discussion between the two families, they decided to find a cheap matchmaker to arrange the marriage.

And this candidate is Yi Zhonghai.

Speaking of this, even movies don’t dare to shoot it this way.

There was an unknown past between Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu.

But ever since Auntie made the matter clear when she was still alive, the two have lost contact.

And it was cut off so cleanly, as if nothing had happened.

This time, Yi Zhonghai accepted the matchmaker's job and took it very seriously.

He arranged for the two families to visit each other first, as a way of settling the marriage.

The news spread quickly in the courtyard, and the neighbors talked about it, but more of them sent their blessings to Qin Huairu.

After all, in this new year full of warmth and hope, everyone hopes to see those around them find their own happiness.

At the end of the year and the beginning of the next year, although the wind is cold, it cannot stop the warm current in the courtyard.

This year, Lou Xiao'e's intentions are particularly profound.

Among the New Year gifts she prepared, she specially added ten kilograms of rice, ten kilograms of flour, and five kilograms of pork to every family in the courtyard.

On weekdays, unless Xu Shaochen went to his godfather's or godmother's house, he would stay in the courtyard.

The neighbors all helped to look after it.

People are all kind-hearted and they treat our children like treasures.

We can't do the job wrong.

The Spring Festival of 1967 was different from the bustle and noise of previous years. There was a faint sense of depression in the air.

But the warmth between neighbors is like a ray of sunshine in winter, warming everyone's heart.

On New Year's Eve, Lou Xiao'e and Xu Damao brought their son Xu Shaochen to their godfather's house to celebrate the New Year.

As soon as they entered the door, the godfather and godmother hugged the little guy in their arms and were very affectionate.

In the kitchen, Lou Xiao'e and her godmother were busy stewing meat and frying meatballs. The aroma was so delicious that it made people salivate.

Xu Damao was busy pasting Spring Festival couplets and blessing characters in the yard, trying to add a festive atmosphere to the home.

As for Xu Shaochen, the little guy followed behind and made trouble.

He wanted to help, but his clothes were too thick for his small body.

Two little hands wearing cotton gloves held the Spring Festival couplets coated with glue.

The paste was frozen before it even arrived at the destination.

He took those two steps so unsteadily that he tripped accidentally.

This made my godfather laugh out loud from time to time.

Seeing that his son was in the way, Xu Damao grabbed his cotton jacket, lifted it up, and threw it into the thick snowdrift.

The little guy was crying out from the cold, but he wasn't annoyed. Instead, he thought it was a fun game and giggled.

Just when we were having fun, Ye Fan arrived.

He was specially invited by his godfather.

Speaking of which, Ye Fan is quite pitiful. He is the only one left at home. He would be lonely if he goes back. It would be better for him to come here and spend a lively New Year.

The atmosphere became even more lively when Ye Fan arrived.

Xu Shaochen was extremely happy. He ran to Ye Fan, took his hand and said, "Old Xu doesn't like me, but now that Uncle Ye Fan is here, I will be friends with him."

Ye Fan also liked this little guy. He squatted down, picked up Xu Shaochen, and agreed with a smile: "Okay, uncle will play with you in the future."

That night, every household was filled with laughter.

Everyone sat together, eating hot New Year's Eve dinner, chatting about family matters, and enjoying this rare reunion and warmth.

Ye Fan's arrival added some different colors to this family.

After three rounds of drinking, Ye Fan and Xu Damao became more and more excited and started playing finger-guessing games to liven up the atmosphere.

The whistling of fists was mixed with laughter and joy, and the relationship between the two became closer with each punch.

As they rowed, I don't know who started it, but they started humming a little tune. The singing was melodious, with a bit of drunkenness and heroism.

The godfather sat aside, watching the scene quietly, with complex emotions flashing in his eyes.

Suddenly, his eyes became moist and tears slid down silently.

This cry scared everyone, especially the godmother.

She hurried forward and said in a slightly reproachful tone: "I say, you old thing, what are you doing on New Year's Day? You are making a fool of yourself for the children."

Seeing this, Xu Shaochen also imitated his grandmother, pinching his waist with great effort, and imitated in a childish voice: "I say, you old man, why are you doing this on New Year's Day?"

His innocent look instantly made the originally heavy atmosphere much lighter.

When his godfather heard what he said, he burst out laughing. The tears on his face had not yet dried, but he was already laughing so hard that he was bent over.

"Okay, okay, I won't do anything naughty anymore."

The godfather wiped away his tears, and said with some emotion, “I’m really envious of you young people!

Think about when I was young, that wasn’t even called a human being.

Alas! Think about my comrades, my sons... who still remembers them. "

Ye Fan put down the wine glass in his hand and looked out the window with a dazed look, as if he was lost in deep memories.

He spoke slowly, his voice low and firm: “I have asked myself the same question you asked countless times.

My parents have both passed away, and my uncle and aunt are no longer with us.

Only my grandfather and I were left to depend on each other.

At that time, I wondered, who would remember them?

But then I joined the Army and I seemed to understand.

We don't need anyone to remember, we just fight for what we believe in.

It is a power that transcends life and death, and transcends the self. It allows us to see light in darkness and find hope in despair. "

Xu Shaochen blinked his big eyes full of curiosity and innocence, and said seriously, "I know.

I know what faith is!"

There was a hint of pride in his words, as if he had mastered some great secret.

Upon hearing this, the godfather couldn't help but laugh. He looked at Xu Shaochen kindly and asked, "Then tell me, what is faith?"

His tone was full of anticipation and encouragement, and he wanted to hear what unique insights this little guy would have.