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

Life is like a long stream of water. Even in such a heavy moment, we still need to keep moving forward.

The courtyard finally returned to its former tranquility.

Lou Xiao'e and Xu Damao were stopped by Luo Xiujuan as soon as they got back from get off work.

"You two don't have to cook tonight, come over to my house for dinner."

"What's going on?" Lou Xiao'e asked puzzledly.

"My parents-in-law are going back to Baoding tomorrow, so I thought I'd treat everyone to a meal before they leave." Luo Xiujuan said as she walked towards her kitchen, "Don't dawdle. Come here early."

The two of them returned to their room, tidied up, lit the stove and heated the kang before coming to Sha Zhu's house.

At this time, the deaf old lady, Liu Haizhong, and Yan Bugui were already sitting at the dining table.

The sound of people talking came one after another, but suddenly, everything seemed to be quiet, and everyone's eyes unconsciously focused on He Daqing.

He Daqing put down the chopsticks in his hand, his eyes filled with reluctance to leave everyone present.

He slowly said, "I've been here for a few months since I came back this time, and time has really passed quickly.

I have discussed with Lianhua, and it is time to go back to Baoding."

At this point, he sighed slightly, as if trying to control his inner fluctuations, "We thought that while we are still in good health, we should reopen the restaurant.

After all, there is a livelihood.

When the day comes when we can no longer work, we can come back to enjoy our retirement and family happiness.”

"Daqing, it doesn't matter where you open that small restaurant, why do you have to go back to Baoding?

It's so hard to reunite with your children, why are you still thinking about leaving?" The deaf old lady spoke first.

"Yes, Daqing, we have been brothers for so many years. Now that you are back, don't leave." Liu Haizhong said later.

"Not at all. What do you think, Daqing?" Yan Bugui asked.

He Daqing looked at everyone and said with emotion: "During this period, we have felt the filial piety of the children and the care of the neighbors.

We are both very grateful.

However, the small restaurant in Baoding is the result of our years of hard work and the foundation of our lives.

We went back to run the business not only to make money, but also to pass on the old taste.”

At this point, he paused slightly, with a barely perceptible nostalgia flashing in his eyes, "People always have to have a goal in life. We have been taking care of our children for so many years, so we have to save some extra money for them.

Besides, we are both used to that kind of busy life. If we continue like this, I'm afraid we will become exhausted.

Besides, the children have forgiven us, and we can come back anytime."

"Yes, it's not far away, we can come back anytime.

Daqing’s cooking skills are excellent and he is very popular in Baoding.

We will work for a few more years and then come back to hug our grandchildren." Bai Lianhua said, then turned to look at Luo Xiujuan and said with a smile: "I am waiting to take care of Xiujuan during her confinement."

Luo Xiujuan, who was always generous, also blushed at this time. She gently patted the back of Bai Lianhua's hand and said with a smile: "Aunt Bai, what you said is wrong. I haven't even made any progress yet, how come you are talking about taking care of the confinement? But, if there really comes a day like that, I would be more than happy to have a caring and considerate mother-in-law like you."

After that, Luo Xiujuan deliberately prolonged her tone and continued, "But you have to promise that when the time comes, you will not only take care of me during the confinement period, but also help take care of the baby, so that Zhuzi and I can enjoy more time alone together."

Bai Lianhua was amused by Luo Xiujuan's words and laughed out loud. She patted her chest and promised, "Okay, okay, okay! When the time comes, you two can enjoy yourself and I will take care of the child.

I am the best at taking care of children.”

Everyone in the room was infected by the conversation between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, and the atmosphere gradually became relaxed.

"Uncle Daqing, I, Xu Damao, support your idea.

With your cooking skills, running a small restaurant should be easy for you.

Besides, it smells good when you are far away, but stinks when you are close. If you stay at home all the time, Zhuzi will be annoyed to death." After saying this, Xu Damao laughed first.

Sha Zhu stood up and cursed: "Xu Damao, you support me for nothing. He is not your father anymore."

"What's wrong with my dad? I support him just as well."

Xu Damao's eyes swept across Sha Zhu who was staring at him.

He continued, "Does it have to be that Uncle Daqing, the heir of Tan's cuisine, has to do nothing in this city and waste his days?

Or do you intend to be so selfish as to confine the old couple at home and let them prepare three meals a day for your family, wasting their excellent cooking skills?"

As soon as Xu Damao finished speaking, the air seemed to freeze for a moment, and even breathing became cautious.

Sha Zhu's face flickered under the light, his fists clenched and unclenched, and his inner struggle was like surging waves.

At this moment, a crisp cracking sound suddenly rang out, as if a huge rock was thrown into a calm lake, instantly breaking the silence in the room.

Everyone's attention was instantly drawn to the source of the sound, Lou Xiao'e.

She sat there, with traces of warm water still on her hands, her eyes flashing with complex emotions, including shock, confusion, and more of an indescribable awakening.

Seeing this, Xu Damao quickly turned around, lowered his head, and asked with concern: "Are you okay, wife? May you be safe every year, don't take it to heart."

His voice was full of anxiety as he tried to calm Lou Xiao'e with this old saying, but it was obvious that this was far from enough to calm her inner turmoil.

Lou Xiao'e looked down at the broken teacup on the ground, which at this moment became a symbol of a certain cognitive collapse in her heart.

She slowly raised her head and looked at He Daqing.

Those eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the fog of the times and see directly into the secrets hidden behind it.

"He Daqing, the inheritor of Tan's cuisine, Tan Yali, the descendant of Tan's cuisine." She murmured to herself.

“What is the relationship between He Daqing and Tan Yali?

In her later years, Tan Yali lived in the nursing home opened by Sha Zhu in a courtyard house.

Are He Daqing and Tan Yali going to form an old CP?

What about Lou Bancheng? ..."

In Lou Xiao'e's mind, Master Gao's scattered spoilers appeared, gradually overlapping with He Daqing in front of her.

She suddenly realized that those few words that had once whispered softly into her ears had been completely forgotten by her.

Lou Xiao'e took a deep breath and tried to sort out her confused thoughts.

She recalled that the Lou family and the He family had no connection at all.

This means that everything that happened in the plot happened after Lou Xiao'e brought her son back to find Sha Zhu.

Since Tan Yali was able to come back alone, Comrade Lao Lou is probably no longer around.

Thinking of this, Lou Xiao'e's heart trembled uncontrollably.

An indescribable feeling of sadness welled up in my heart.

She tried to suppress the emotion that was about to overflow, and told herself, "That is several years later, the unknown uncertainty.

After all, the fragments of reality and memory have been intertwined to the point of being difficult to distinguish, and only oneself is the unchanging anchor point in all these changes.

Don’t panic when something happens, take out your phone and post a circle of friends first.”

"What are you looking for, wife?"

"I'm looking for something. What am I looking for? I'm looking for bricks..."