Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

Yan Bugui was unaware of Li Weijun's predicament and thought that this guy was a typical person who did not know how to appreciate what he had and was ungrateful for getting something for nothing.

After painstakingly admonishing her for a few times, he said helplessly: "Forget it, I can't get involved in the affairs of you young people. I will go back to the room later and ask Teacher Ran to hide for a while. If she can't see it, it's okay. If she happens to see it, then don't blame me for not doing my best."

After saying that, he quickly went back to the house to attract Teacher Ran's attention. Li Weijun just took this opportunity to quickly ask Ji Xiaotao to go back to the house to avoid conspicuousness outside.

Ji Xiaotao, who was looking at the Kyoto courtyard like a curious baby, glared at Li Weijun with some displeasure: "Why are you in such a hurry? I'm just investigating the real lives of the masses to prepare for the next painting. You're making such a fuss that you've disrupted my train of thought."

Li Weijun was speechless and hoped that this unruly girl would report to the newspaper as soon as possible, otherwise, sooner or later, the courtyard would be thrown into chaos and turned into a mess.

"Hurry up, auntie. After you settle down, you can wander around the streets and alleys. There is no corner that you can't explore. There are many places with strong cultural atmosphere and courtyard characteristics. If you want to go shopping, you can go to the Eight Great Hutongs. But you have to choose a good time. There are so many people now, and who knows what they will think of you and me. I am a young man, so don't ruin my innocence."

"Tsk, what a heartless thing to say. Do you think that having an affair with me is unfair to you? You act like you care about no one. If I had no other place to stay, I really wouldn't want to come to your shabby little courtyard. Not only are the tiles on the eaves broken and incomplete, but there's not even a plant to plant there."

Although she said this, Ji Xiaotao was still somewhat nervous.

She was exactly what Li Weijun thought she was, powerful in words but a coward in reality. When Ji Xiaotao thought about staying in Li Weijun's house tonight, she felt excited but also a little scared, worrying whether she was too childish.

Painted painting difficult to draw tiger bone, Clothes make the man.

It would be fine if Li Weijun behaved himself and had no evil thoughts or bad intentions. But what if Li Weijun turned his fake act into reality, like those bullies in vernacular novels, what would happen if the bad guy was innocent?

At that time, should I scream at the top of my lungs?

What if so many neighbors living in the courtyard are on Li Weijun's side and collude with him? What should we do?

Ji Xiaotao's mind was full of random thoughts, and her face turned red without her noticing. She covered her face and said coldly, "I won't let you succeed, you bastard. Don't even think about it."

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Li Weijun, who was busy trying to cover up his tracks, stood there in a daze, with a bitter look on his face. This unruly girl had really added so much drama to him.

Yi Lei also felt extremely speechless. There are weirdos every year, but there are especially many today. Although he couldn't figure out who Ji Xiaotao's parents were, at least in terms of personality, they were completely crushed by the mature and intellectual Qin Huairu.

If Yi Lei had to choose, he would definitely choose Qin Huairu without hesitation, rather than Ji Xiaotao, a little girl who looked like a strong man from Liangshan Marsh.

What's the point of messing around with this bossy woman?

Li Weijun naturally noticed Yi Lei's subtle look. Ever since the old man assigned these two guards to him, his personal safety had been meticulously protected.

But at critical moments, these two people always stand there like a light bulb. What's more important is that they are inseparable all day long. In the past two days, I have learned too many things that I shouldn't know.

If Li Weijun had not always been cautious and had not been reducing the frequency of using his personal space in recent days, given the sharp eyes of these two guards, they would have been able to detect the secret of his personal space.

The portable space is easy to hide. After all, you can find a secluded corner and use some small items at any time without revealing any flaws. But Qin Huairu and Ji Xiaotao are living people, and Li Weijun is really powerless.

Fortunately, my job as a track and field athlete only requires running fast, and I can steadily win the championship at the Liben World Olympics without worrying about any work style or moral issues.

Zhang Yunzhen, Yi Lei's work focuses on protecting himself, not being a spy to monitor his work style. Otherwise, if a relationship is corrupted and taken advantage of by someone with ulterior motives, Li Weijun will be in big trouble.

But as far as the current situation is concerned, there are only two difficult ones, Qin Huairu and Ji Xiaotao. If Jiang Yingying and Qin Jingru, who are recuperating in the village, return to the city, and Jiang Xifeng rushes to the capital from Shanghai, it will be a drama for these women.

It can't even be described as a Shura field, it can be called purgatory on earth. Thinking of this worst-case scenario, Li Weijun felt a headache.

All we can do now is to deal with each situation as it arises. No matter what, we have to temporarily resolve Ji Xiaotao's problem. Now that we have a handle on the remaining clones, we can consider how to solve the problem of harmonious coexistence and sleeping in the same bed.

Two flowers are in bloom, each with its own beauty. At this moment, Jiang Xifeng, who was taking the night train to the capital, couldn't help sneezing. Aunt Zhao, who was accompanying her, thought that she didn't bring thick clothes and had a cold and fever, so she hurriedly took out a thin Dacron jacket from her bag with concern.

Wanting to drape it on Jiang Xifeng's shoulders, he said, "Xifeng, you have to be steady and slow in everything. Don't rush things. When people are anxious, they tend to get confused. When things get chaotic, you can only try to do everything at once. Then you will get half the result with twice the effort. Your health is your capital. If you don't take good care of it, even if you want to do a lot of things, you will end up with regrets."

Although Jiang Xifeng didn't feel cold, she still put on the coat after listening to Aunt Zhao's warm words. Looking at the night scene flashing by outside the window, the pent-up anger in her heart was reduced a lot at this moment.

Glancing at Aunt Zhao, whose hair had turned gray, he said rather sadly, "Aunt Zhao, when I was still a child, my father was fighting guerrilla warfare in the mountains hundreds of miles away, and we took refuge in the countryside. Whenever it was hot, you would hold me by the well and blow the wind with a fan. Even when I fell asleep, you never stopped fanning me. Now that you are old, you still have to stay up all night to go to the capital because of me."

Aunt Zhao was also filled with sadness when she saw Jiang Xifeng's true feelings: "People are like crops, one crop after another." Back then, you were just a little girl who kept clamoring for lotus roots. When you couldn't get any lotus roots, you would bite people's arms with your little tiger teeth. Who would have thought that you would become such a beautiful girl now?"

At this point, Aunt Zhao suddenly seemed to think of something and frowned unconsciously, "Xifeng, I'm not urging you, but thirty is a difficult time. You're already thirty. In the past, in the countryside, other people in their thirties would have grandchildren who could help with cooking, but you're all alone and have no hope at all."

"You and Li Huaide are not compatible at all. You have been getting along for a long time, but now you want to get a divorce certificate. I won't say anything, but when can you give birth to a child so that the family can feel at ease? Auntie is already old and wants to see Xifeng's baby. This is something you should hope for, right? It's not too much to ask, right?"

Jiang Xifeng was feeling sad, with tears in her eyes. She never expected the atmosphere to become so tense. As a result, Aunt Zhao suddenly urged her to get married and have children. She was stunned for a moment and pouted helplessly.

"Aunt Zhao, look at what you said. I'm just 31, which is the most charming and radiant time. There's no rush to have a baby. Besides, giving birth is so ugly and painful. With a big belly, I can't eat cold food or meat. It's just like being in prison. I won't have a baby."

Aunt Zhao listened to Jiang Xifeng's words without saying a word. She looked at Jiang Xifeng's expression and eyes carefully. When Jiang Xifeng was feeling quite uncomfortable, the old lady smiled with the corners of her eyes curved.

"You said you didn't want a child, but I didn't believe you. If you had said before that you and Li Huaide had no intention of having children, I wouldn't have said anything. But now you're clamoring to get a divorce certificate from Li Huaide, so you definitely have the idea of ​​having a child. I guess it's not that you don't want one, but that you don't want to have a child with someone you don't want to be with. You're trying to fool me with these little tricks, but there's no way."