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

"I don't want to play anymore, I don't want to play anymore, damn it." Old man Zhisheng cursed angrily.

"I just want to ask you whether you accept the defeat or not?" Xu Damao asked provocatively, fiddling with the two chess pieces, the general and the commander, in his hands.

"I surrender to you, you bastard. I haven't had enough these days. When I recover, I will kill you until your teeth are all on the ground." The old man cursed again.

In the past few days, Xu Damao's ancestors have all been cursed by the old man. Instead of getting angry, he thinks the old man is cute and sometimes even tries to make him angry on purpose.

"Old man, I've been here for seven or eight days. If I don't go back, my wife might remarry. You don't even give me a straight answer. If you want to go, go. If you don't want to go, don't go. Just these few words, you won't say them. You're just keeping me hanging like this.

I have a family to support, so I don't want to waste time with you. Auntie, please give me some of your pickled radishes and peppers, and I'll take them back to my wife to try. She likes them very much."

Aunt Chen came out of the kitchen and asked with a smile, "What's wrong? Are you leaving now?"

"My dear aunt, I can't afford to waste any more time. When I came out, I asked my wife for two days off. I've been here for so many days. Now I can't even get on the kang. I'd rather have my meal broken than offend my wife."

"He is too obsessed with his wife and children to accomplish anything great." The old man rolled his eyes.

"You're right. In this life, I can have nothing and lose everything, but I can't lose my wife. Well! You won't understand even if I tell you. This is called love." Xu Damao said proudly.

Xu Damao's eyes flashed with determination and tenderness, as if the whole world was focused on the love in his heart. He sighed softly, but a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he continued: "Do you know? In this world, people are always pursuing various things - fame, status, wealth... But I am like a lucky person favored by fate, because I have found the most precious wealth in my life, that is my daughter-in-law."

Xu Damao's eyes gradually drifted away, as if he had returned to the good times he had spent with Lou Xiao'e. "Nothing in this world can replace the place my wife holds in my heart."

Xu Damao's face was filled with a happy smile again.

"Why are you showing off your poverty here? You talk as if everyone has no wife. My dear, our relationship is much longer-lasting than theirs, isn't it?"

Aunt Chen looked at her old man and smiled helplessly, "It's grown, it's grown so much that I'm regretting it so much."

"Hahaha... Auntie, if you want to kick this old man out, I promise to introduce you to a gentleman who is a hundred times better than this stubborn old man." Xu Damao said deliberately.

"Fuck you, are you coming or not? You're still knocking on the wall. Get out of here, get out of here, get back to the city. I'll stop bothering others when I see you."

"I was wondering why you didn't want to go to Sijiu City with me. So you're afraid there will be old men in Sijiu City who are better than you, and you won't be able to show off, right?"

"Humph! Is there anyone better than me? Call him over here and let me see how he is better than me."

"They are all better than you. So, just guard your piece of land!"

After Xu Damao finished speaking, he said to Aunt Chen, "Aunt, I will bring my wife to visit you and this stubborn old man when I have the chance. If you want to go to Sijiu City, let me know in advance and I promise to make clear arrangements for you."

"No, I'm not related to you guys, so why should I go with you?" the old man said stubbornly.

Aunt Chen ignored her old man's look and said, "This old city! We haven't been back for many years, and we really miss it."

Aunt Chen's words were full of emotion and warmth, as if the memory of the old city suddenly came alive in her heart. She gently patted the back of her husband's hand, signaling him not to pay too much attention to her emotions, and her eyes flashed with nostalgia for the past years and longing for her relatives far away.

Although the old man didn't say anything, the heartache in his eyes made Aunt Chen feel warm in her heart.

The old man slowly stood up, took out a slightly old but clean and tidy piece of clothing from the closet, and gently draped it over Aunt Chen's shoulders, as if he was adding a bit of warmth to her memories in his own way.

Xu Damao saw this scene and thought, "This is such a sweet show of affection."

"No, can you two elders please consider my feelings and not hit me like this?" Xu Damao said aggrievedly.

His teasing brought the two old people back from their memories.

"Didn't you say Naiqing? I'll show you what real Naiqing is." The old man said with a raised mouth.

"Okay, do what you want. I can't bear to watch it anymore. Auntie, please pack the pickles for me quickly! I have to catch the train back tonight." Xu Damao urged.

"Fuck you, you're in such a hurry to leave before you've even finished your work. I'm going to break your legs."

"No, you're being a bit unreasonable. Can't I just not do it?" Xu Damao pretended to be angry.

"It's not up to you to decide whether it will succeed or not. It's up to me to decide."

"You are too overbearing. I am telling you! You have kept me here for so many days. I am playing chess with you and getting scolded. This is very considerate. Please don't keep me here to practice your skills. A chess idiot like you will not be played by a three-year-old child in Beijing."

"It's not like I haven't been to the Forbidden City before. Let alone a three-year-old child, even if he's four years old, I wouldn't take him seriously." The old man said proudly.

"Nowadays, many places in Beijing are filled with elderly people carrying bird cages, waving palm-leaf fans, and chatting at the entrance of alleys.

The vendors pushed carts and carried loads on their shoulders, selling soy milk, fried dough sticks, and noodles with soybean paste.

The children in the alley were in groups of three or five, chasing and playing.

Some adults were busy with housework at home, while others were enjoying the cool air, playing chess, and chatting under the shade of the trees in the alley.

In the evening, there were also performances of Beijing fiddle and Peking opera organized by amateurs. "After Xu Damao finished speaking, he looked at the old man and asked, "Are you sure that the city you lived in at that time can compare?"

"You just want to trick me into going back with you, and you even come up with so many tricks. I won't fall for it."

"Believe it or not, I've only told you a small part of it. There are better things that I'm too lazy to tell you. Auntie, I have to go. I'll chat with this old man for a while, but I won't be able to go back tonight."

As he spoke, Xu Damao picked up his big bag and the pickles that Aunt Chen had packed and walked out.

Seeing that Xu Damao was serious, the old man hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Xu Damao's bag and refused to let go. "You can come and go as you please. What do you think this place is?"

"No, how come you're stuck in a sticky mess?" Xu Damao said as he scratched the old man's hand.

"I didn't say I wouldn't go, what are you busy about?"

Xu Damao thought to himself: "You are still a little too young to fight with your brother Mao."