Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

It was late at night, and the world was quiet, the night was cool and chilly.

After Qin Huairu coaxed the child to sleep, she tiptoed to the front room. She didn't breathe a sigh of relief until she heard her mother-in-law's familiar snoring.

He walked leisurely to the front yard, pushed the door open, and found that Li Weijun and Jiang Yingying had already lit candles and were waiting for him.

Seeing the real owner coming, Li Weijun became excited and hurriedly handed the uniform martial arts suit carefully tailored by the tailor to Qin Huairu.

"Sister Huairu, you're here. It's almost noon. Sister Yingying and I have been discussing that if you don't come, we won't wait for you anymore. Come and try this dress to see if it fits you well."

Qin Huairu felt a little shy when she saw the gorgeous and exquisite colorful feathered dress with numerous patterns, as well as the silk threads, socks, and purple veil woven with gauze.

"This, this is not good. Such fine silk, made into clothes like this, how embarrassing it is to wear outside."

Qin Huairu touched the texture of the clothes shyly and sighed with some regret.

Li Weijun hurriedly shook his head and said, "Sister Qin, if you wear this dress outside, I won't let you wear it. You can only wear it for me to see. Come and try it on. I guarantee you will be so beautiful that you will be the most beautiful woman in the world."

"You're such a smooth talker. I'm almost 30 years old. How can I be as mysterious as you say?"

Although she said so, Qin Huairu's body was still very honest. After taking off her clothes, she looked at herself in the mirror happily.

Perhaps it was the dim lighting, coupled with the perfect atmosphere. Looking at the flickering candles on the table, Qin Huairu always felt as if she had returned to her first wedding night.

At that time, she was so beautiful, as pretty as a flower, about to bloom.

But after experiencing the trivialities of life over the years, her originally young and lively heart seemed to have fallen into dust and become lifeless.

Only at this moment did I experience again the vitality of life and coincide with happiness again.

However, just as Qin Huairu was building up her self-pitying mood, her smile suddenly froze.

She asked stupidly, "Weijun, am I too fat? Why, why is there a split here, and it's front and back."

Seeing Qin Huairu's shocked expression, Li Weijun couldn't help but smile. He hugged Qin Huairu from behind and said in a low voice, "Sister Qin, that's right. This is how you wear this dress. You're not fat. The dress is specially designed like this. Don't you think it's cool and convenient?"

"This……"

Qin Huairu just felt dizzy and weak.

Jiang Yingying, who had worn this dress before, remained calm and said, "Huai Ru, it's okay. We'll just wear it indoors, and no one else will know. Besides, I think Wei Jun has a very good eye. It feels like this dress was made just for you."

Listening to Jiang Yingying's flattery, Qin Huairu felt a little elated.

The purple-tasseled horsewhip flicked casually, adding some heroic and chivalrous demeanor to herself.

Li Weijun couldn't help but applaud: "Sister Qin, do you still remember the Eight Section Brocade that I taught you before? Try to perform it a few times and let me see if you have the demeanor and temperament of a great master."

Li Weijun still can't forget Shisan Niang. Although Li Weijun himself doesn't know how to use a whip, but practicing Eight-Section Brocade and showing off some fancy moves can also add a lot of romance.

"Is this possible..."

Qin Huairu looked at Li Weijun and Jiang Yingying who were waiting eagerly, and gritted her teeth and performed several sets of Ba Duan Jin in the room.

It's true, her figure is agile and graceful, and her movements are smooth and seamless.

Coupled with the way she’s dressed, she looks like a real female hero.

After clapping several times in succession, Li Weijun felt deeply gratified.

These days, good things are all figured out by oneself.

We have to admit that you reap what you sow.

No pain, no gain.

If I hadn't had this idea at the beginning, how would I have had the chance to see Qin Huairu in this appearance and dress like this in my life?

Thinking of this, Li Weijun couldn't help but blow out the candle, and Jiang Yingying, who had been unable to hold back for a long time, got the signal and took the lead in kissing the corner of Qin Huairu's mouth...

Good time is like flowing water, fleeting.

In the next four or five days, Li Weijun reported to work at the steel rolling mill as scheduled.

Apart from occasionally showing some internal reference films to a few cadres who came to visit, the rest of his life was uneventful.

He goes out late and comes back early. Apart from drinking tea and reading newspapers, he spends most of his time with Qin Huairu and Jiang Yingying.

Qin Huairu had more free time ever since her mother-in-law started working as a fitter in the steel rolling mill. Apart from doing some sewing and mending during the day to supplement the family income, she spent most of her time traveling in Beijing with Qin Jingru and Jiang Yingying.

Aunt Zhang's technical level is really a mess. In addition, she is old and has difficulty learning technology. Instead, she delays the progress of the workshop and affects everyone's advancement.

So after just a few days in the workshop, people in the workshop voted by a show of hands and transferred me to the sand casting workshop.

Every day I am exhausted and sweating profusely. When I get home, I feel so tired that my bones are about to fall apart. How can I have the leisure to do anything naughty?

So she seemed relatively quiet and honest these days. She was both afraid and angry towards her daughter-in-law.

But generally speaking, they were mostly afraid. Often, after just a few words, Qin Huairu would start packing her bags and prepare to go back to her parents' home. In addition, there was also the neighbor Sha Zhu who was eyeing her covetously.

So Aunt Zhang was completely angry but dared not speak out, and Qin Huairu completely became the helmsman of the Jia family.

Not only does he manage the family's money and food, but his words are also decisive, making him the real head of the family.

A few days later, Qin Rongguang, who heard the noise in Qinjia Village, finally arrived.

He came this time, on the one hand to visit his daughter Qin Huairu and burn incense to his son-in-law Jia Dongxu, and on the other hand to bring Qin Jingru back to the village.

After all, she is still too young, and her family members are still worried about her after not being home for so long.

This was the first time Qin Rongguang visited his son-in-law's house in all these years. Although the gifts he prepared were not rich, they were very thoughtful.

In addition to corn noodles, there are also some pickled fish and pickled vegetables.

Qin Rongguang originally thought that his daughter Qin Huairu was at her parents' home, so she would just swallow her anger and her words like before would have no weight.

So I didn’t hold out much hope and didn’t even want to eat a simple meal, so as not to upset my in-laws.

Who would have thought that Qin Huairu was now a liberated serf and after warmly welcoming her father into the house, she even asked Qin Rongguang to stay in the city for a night before leaving.

Qin Rongguang couldn't stand his daughter's temper, and after thinking it over again and again, he still stayed in fear.