Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

After a hearty meal at the Jia family, Li Weijun returned to the front yard leisurely as there was nothing to do in the publicity department of the steel rolling mill over the past two days.

So apart from checking in, he spent most of his time accompanying Jiang Yingying and Qin Huairu to visit Qianmen Street, Beihai Park, and the Forbidden City one by one.

But Li Weijun has to go on a business trip to Shanghai these two days to purchase some fashionable and popular internal reference films at the Shanghai Art Film Studio.

Due to the household registration system, if you want to move from Beijing to Shanghai, many key procedures, including letters of introduction and registration, must be handled in advance.

As for the film screenings during this period, they can only be temporarily handed over to Xu Damao.

With Li Huaide as his backer, Li Weijun was not worried that this bastard would cause any trouble. The only person who was worried was Jiang Yingying.

After spending some time with Li Weijun, this beautiful lady never mentioned returning to Cantou Village again.

Previously, I could simply use the excuse of going back to my parents' home to get away with it, but I couldn't stay in the city all the time without an explanation.

What's more, a business trip to Shanghai cannot be completed overnight, and Jiang Yingying's whereabouts and arrangements during this period is a problem.

Qin Jingru was still young, so she was fooled by Qin Rongguang. Although she was reluctant to leave the capital, she still returned to Qinjia Village with tears in her eyes.

But Jiang Yingying was a mature and beautiful woman. After staying in the capital for some time and living a simple and luxurious life, she had only one idea in her mind: she wanted to settle down in the city no matter what and did not want to go back to Cantou Village to work hard in the fields.

However, in recent years, there have been many restrictions on changing rural household registration to non-agricultural status.

Even Li Weijun had no way to keep Jiang Yingying in the capital, unless he and Jiang Yingying got a marriage certificate. At that time, although Jiang Yingying would still have a rural household registration, she would be able to stay in the capital legally.

It's not like these days, when once the visiting time is over, I have to hide from place to place, trembling with fear, for fear of being searched and reported by people on the street.

But when it came to asking Jiang Yingying for a marriage certificate, not only did Li Weijun refuse, even her good sister Qin Huairu refused to acknowledge it.

We are all widows, and we sleep on the same kang. Why can you, Widow Jiang, achieve the right result?

So this approach is not feasible, but looking at Jiang Yingying begging with tears in her eyes.

Li Weijun really couldn't bear it, and after thinking hard for a while, he really came up with an idea.

"Sister Yingying, look, I remember a while ago there was a farmer who was commended by the steel mill for raising fat and strong pigs. Not only did he express his feelings in front of all the employees in the factory, he even received a non-agricultural quota and was retained by the steel mill as a buyer."

Jiang Yingying, who was lying in bed, frowned and said, "I've heard about this before. It seems that the pig was raised by the commune to support the workers. It weighed more than 300 kilograms, but I don't know how to raise pigs."

Seeing Jiang Yingying was so honest, Li Weijun smiled and said, "Yes, you don't know how to raise pigs, but your specialty is cooking. You have been cooking these days. Although they are all home-cooked dishes, they taste good. When the time comes, I will talk to Deputy Director Li and your village secretary Ma Xuewu, and I will go to the city in the name of a cook's recommendation."

As soon as the voice fell, Jiang Yingying, who had been crying, suddenly smiled brightly, raised her slender willow-leaf eyebrows, and said with pouting surprise: "Oh, I almost forgot about this matter. It's annoying that you have ideas and opinions in your mind, but you hide them from others."

Li Weijun yawned. "Some things cannot be weighed. If they are weighed, they will weigh thousands of pounds. Tomorrow you and Uncle Qin will take a ride back to Guantou Village. When I come back from Shanghai in a while, I will deal with your matter when I have time and leisure."

"Sure enough, Wei Jun, I knew you were the best to me. I have no way to repay you for your kindness. How about you take a look?"

At this point, the vixen glanced down with her almond-shaped eyes, scraped her lips lightly with her tongue, and her breath smelled like orchid.

In this situation, Li Weijun remained unmoved. He took out the book under his pillow and said expressionlessly, "Save your energy, so that Sister Huairu won't accuse you of eating alone. I can't afford to blame her if she complains about you."

Qin Huairu was very angry these days because Jiang Yingying monopolized Li Weijun.

The two women have three rules: they cannot have sex alone, otherwise they will show their true colors.

"Oh, Uncle Qin is coming to the capital today, so Qin Huairu will definitely not come. Besides, how would Qin Huairu know if you didn't tell me or I didn't tell her?"

Jiang Yingying was unyielding and cunning...

"Be good, touch your head."

"I don't!"

"You are bad!"

"Is it good?"

"OK!"

"what!"

"Sister Huairu?"

"Take care of yourself!"

Seeing Qin Huairu tiptoeing to open the door and coming in, Jiang Yingying, who was having fun, was instantly stunned.

He hurriedly explained incoherently: "Huai Ru, it's not what you think. A flea just jumped over and I was scratching myself. Don't you think so, Wei Jun?"

Looking at Jiang Yingying who was making funny faces, Li Weijun nodded helplessly and helped to cover it up.

Qin Huairu didn't care about these details. She just walked to the closet carefully, took out the knight's suit, checked again and again to see if there were any signs of mess, and sniffed the smell on it.

After confirming that Jiang Yingying had not worn it secretly, he asked excitedly: "Wei Jun, are you going to wear this dress or the bellyband tonight, or my glass stockings..."

Li Weijun shook his head. "Forget it. Let's have some vegetarian food tonight. My stomach is tired of all the meat and wine. Besides, I will go to Shanghai to purchase internal reference tablets tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. I probably won't be back for a while. There are some tricky things that need to be handled clearly."

"Go to Shanghai to purchase internal reference tablets?"

Qin Huairu was stunned when she heard this, and quickly got into Li Weijun's arms, and said anxiously: "If you have anything to tell me, wait until you finish your work. My father is a light sleeper, and if he suddenly wakes up in the middle of the night, it will be troublesome."

Li Weijun had no choice but to express his worries during a break at work.

The first thing is the matter of Jiang Yingying going to the city. This matter must be kept strictly confidential. The meat should be eaten at the bottom of the bowl and not be shown off. Ma Xuewu and Deputy Director Li Weijun will handle it properly.

It would be best if, during this period of time, you could show off your cooking skills more often in the commune canteen and show up more often, so that the commune leaders know about Jiang Yingying and everyone can see her extraordinary cooking skills.

In this way, Ma Xuewu, as the secretary of Cantou Village, has more room to maneuver. Otherwise, if she quietly went from being a village girl to a worker in the city, it would easily attract gossip.