Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

Li Weijun's earnest advice was obviously heard by Qin Huairu. This beautiful young widow who had tasted the sweetness nodded seriously at this moment, but as if she thought of something, she hesitated to speak with a rather teachable attitude.

"I understand the reason, but she is old, and her legs are not very flexible, especially on rainy days, when the rheumatic pain comes up. If she doesn't take painkillers, she has to grit her teeth even when eating. I am afraid that if her body can't bear it, what should I do?"

I have to admit that although Qin Huairu has some conscience, it is not much. She seems to be concerned about her mother-in-law's physical condition, but in fact what is more important is whether she can produce sustainable consumables. If she suddenly collapses from exhaustion, won't she, Qin Huairu, have to shoulder this burden?

This consideration is indeed necessary, but Li Weijun, who is familiar with the plot, knows that Qin Huairu, the old fox, has a long life ahead of her. Even if it takes a decade or two, she will still enjoy everything she eats.

In addition, Qin Huairu's mother-in-law was a cunning and slippery person. She was more likely to take advantage of the situation in the steel rolling mill workshop and act as a burden to hinder the progress of Yi Zhonghai's first workshop.

How could such a lazy guy who loves to eat and do nothing be exhausted every day? He must be considering his physical condition first.

Li Weijun pondered for a moment, scooped up another bucket of water and poured it all over the house. After he exhaled comfortably, he said nonchalantly, "Sister Qin, don't worry about this kind of thing. I dare to guarantee that no one in the whole courtyard who is a little older can survive your mother-in-law. Don't worry so much, just live your own life happily. If you have time to think about things that haven't happened yet, you might as well think about how to please me and make us happy physically and mentally..."

Seeing that Li Weijun's words were becoming more and more frivolous and bolder, Qin Huairu rubbed Li Weijun's ears, wiped her wet hair, and spat in annoyance.

"Bah, you still have the nerve to talk about this. Let me ask you, who is the woman who stayed in your room tonight? She was dressed up like a little fairy. I was just thinking about your face and didn't have the nerve to expose her. None of you men are good people."

Qin Huairu pinched Li Weijun's waist as she spoke, feeling a little aggrieved. However, Mr. Li, who had eight abdominal muscles and a sturdy figure, had no fat on his waist.

Qin Huairu's search was empty-handed, so she could only scoop up a bucket of water in a depressed mood and then pour it onto the ground, showing her inner dissatisfaction.

To be honest, Qin Huairu had actually wanted to make trouble for a long time. There was nothing new under the sun, not to mention the entire Nanluoguxiang, which was full of intelligence centers and spies. Even though Qin Huairu had not witnessed Li Weijun and Ji Xiaotao traveling in the same car with her own eyes, she had heard so much about the ups and downs that her ears were almost callused.

It's just that Qin Huairu is a gentle and thoughtful person. She knows how to take care of Li Weijun's reputation. In addition, her identity as a widow is not glorious, and Li Weijun's affairs are all behind the scenes and cannot be made public.

But Li Weijun is at the age when men should get married and women should get married, so Qin Huairu couldn't accept it from the perspective of emotion and logic. It was precisely based on the above considerations that Qin Huairu turned a deaf ear to all this and silently waited for the opportunity to be alone with Li Weijun.

What Qin Huairu was waiting for was Li Weijun to fall into the trap, and then she would take advantage of the situation to bring up the matter of Ji Xiaotao. Although she would not make a fuss, she wanted to let Li Weijun know her inner dissatisfaction, so it would be better for him to restrain himself for the time being.

Qin Huairu also has her own little tricks. She is a weak woman, and she has a lot of burdens at home. She understands even more that a woman can only consolidate her true position if she makes a man pity her, feel heartbroken, understand her own difficulties, feel regretful and want to seek compensation.

Otherwise, if she pinches her waist and curses like a shrew, bringing shame to the man, then even if the feelings between them are deep, they will probably end up breaking up and both sides will suffer.

As expected, Li Weijun heard the grievance in Qin Huairu's heart. After sighing, he suddenly felt a little guilty in his heart. He patted Qin Huairu on the back gently and said comfortingly.

"Sister Qin, I understand your thoughts and your difficulties, but please believe me, Ji Xiaotao and I are absolutely innocent and have no connection at all. She is sleeping on the bed now, and I am sleeping on the floor. It's like a blind man riding a blind horse, approaching a deep pond in the middle of the night, trembling with fear and not daring to cross the line."

"Weijun, don't explain to me. I believe in you and I don't mean to blame you. If you can find a girl of equal status, marry and have children, and live a stable life, I will feel very relieved. I just want you to know that no matter what you do, as long as you can remember that I am still here."

Seeing Li Weijun's affectionate look, Qin Huairu naturally understood that her goal had been achieved. Besides, she had no intention of making a fuss in the first place. The reason why she brought it up at this appropriate time was entirely to make Li Weijun consider her difficulties and not forget his old love for his new love.

Li Weijun has countless choices, but Qin Huairu only has Li Weijun as her choice. If she doesn't hold on tightly, what if Li Weijun is a heartless and unfaithful man? Who knows how miserable she will be when she is old and ugly.

Now that her goal had been achieved, Qin Huairu quickly resumed her virtuous and caring attitude, acting like a caring older sister. She helped Li Weijun wipe the water off his hair and even rubbed his shoulders.

Looking at Qin Huairu's patient appearance in front of him, in the dim light, Li Weijun suddenly felt that Qin Huairu was incredibly beautiful. Her every frown, smile, and gesture were more fascinating than usual.

Swallowing hard, Li Weijun pulled Qin Huairu's arm with ill intention.

He pointed to the edge of the well and motioned Qin Huairu to hold the edge of the well with her hand.

"Don't make a fuss. There are a lot of people in the yard. What if someone gets up at night and sees us?"

Having known each other for such a long time, how could Qin Huairu not be aware of Li Weijun's little thoughts? She pretended to be reserved and patted Li Weijun's hand, but her action was indeed very sincere.

"My dear sister, it's pitch black here. Except for the light that can make out some shadows, who knows what happened here? Don't worry, there will be no problem with keeping it safe. Do you know that I have missed you so much during this period of time?"

After Li Weijun smiled indifferently, he was just about to ask Qin Huairu to tiptoe a little so that she could lift it up in an arc.

Who would have expected that Qin Huairu, who had been doing as she was told, suddenly seemed to have thought of something, turned her head with a worried look on her face, and spoke hesitantly.

"Wei Jun, I always feel like someone is watching us, and I feel uneasy. I think it's better to forget it. There is still a long way to go. Why bother about this day?"

"Hmm? Good sister, there is no one watching us. Don't think too much. We are alone, a man and a woman. Let alone people, there may not even be a firefly."

Li Weijun patted his chest to make a promise and was about to continue studying the mortise and tenon structure.

Suddenly an idea came to his mind, and he stared with an angry look at the guard Yi Lei who was peeking at him in a dark corner not far away.

Good god, I almost forgot that walls have ears. For some unknown reason, Zhang Yunzhen, the dog-skin plaster, was rarely seen in my sight today.

But Yi Lei still did his job conscientiously, and in the dark night, his owl-like eyes were bright and sharp.

Fortunately, Qin Huairu was careful and did not rush. Otherwise, if Yi Lei took advantage of her, she would be exposed.

Thinking of this, Li Weijun stared at Yi Lei sullenly and made a gesture, indicating Yi Lei to stay where he wanted and not to look, say or listen to anything inappropriate.

Yi Lei seemed to have sensed Li Weijun's displeasure. Although he couldn't suppress his curiosity, he thought that he would still have to carry out the guard protection work in the future. If he made things more unhappy, Li Weijun might disappear with his car like he did during the day.

By then, neither side would be able to complete their work, and it would be not worth it to suffer the consequences. So after considering for a moment, Yi Lei lit a cigarette with slightly trembling hands and feet, and quickly disappeared into the night.