Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

Li Weijun sat on the bed, his mouth slightly raised, thinking about Natasha's little thoughts in his heart. He knew the inner thoughts of this woman very well, as if he could see through every subtle change in her expression.

He had just finished a bath and still exuded a faint fragrance. After changing into a set of clean and comfortable pajamas, he lay down leisurely on the soft big bed. He stretched his body gently, feeling the relaxation and comfort of this moment.

Through the open balcony door, I looked out at the snow-covered world outside the window. The silver-clad scene was refreshing, and the snow fluttered down like dancing elves. The mountains in the distance were also covered with a thick layer of snow, which looked particularly spectacular and mysterious.

At this moment, Li Weijun suddenly had an idea: how wonderful it would be if he could hold a cup of steaming hot coffee in his hand and play a soft and soothing music at such a peaceful and beautiful moment! He could not help but be intoxicated by the rich aroma of coffee spreading in the air and the melodious melody slowly flowing into his ears.

Natasha seemed to have sensed Li Weijun's thoughts. She chuckled and turned on the phonograph. As the disk was put in, a lazy yet warm piano piece began to play.

At this age, Rakshasa's light and heavy industries are still one step ahead of the rest of the country.

Some phonographs, radios, and even microwave ovens and televisions were reasonably priced, and it was not a problem for an ordinary family to bite the bullet and buy one.

There is nothing that can be done about it. It will take a long time to catch up with the first-mover advantage.

"You know me better than the worms in my stomach. Sometimes I wonder, if one day I leave Luosha, will you think of me in a long night in a foreign country?"

Facing Li Weijun's inquiry, Natasha frowned and thought for a moment. She said seriously, "Dear Li, we emphasize enjoying life while we can, that is, living in the present moment. Unlike you, I remember that you have a plan in Chinese, which means that if you don't think about the future, you will have worries in the present. I think it is very wise, but we are destined to be free and easy, and only care about what is happening in front of us. Most of the changes that may occur in the future will not be anticipated."

Li Weijun gently stretched out his hand and held Natasha's already somewhat messy hair in his hand. His fingers slowly passed through the silky smooth hair, feeling the subtle touch brought by their sliding across his fingertips.

Natasha sat there quietly, seemingly unaware of Li Weijun's actions. Her beautiful and deep eyes stared into the distance, as if she was immersed in her own thoughts.

Li Weijun was playing with Natasha's hair while thinking secretly in his heart.

The character and culture of the Rakshasa people often give people a unique feeling. They are tough, independent, and at the same time full of enthusiasm and vitality. This reminds him of the philosophical saying: "I have been dealing with myself for a long time, and I would rather be myself."

This sentence was like a ray of inspiration, instantly illuminating his understanding of the Rakshasas.

This idea of ​​enjoying life in the moment is actually very consistent with people's physical and mental development needs. After all, if you always indulge in fantasies, worry too much about future events that have not yet happened, and worry all day long, it will undoubtedly bring considerable burden and pressure to your body.

Imagine if a person's mind is filled with all kinds of negative thoughts and worries all the time, how tense and exhausted his mental state will become!

It was because of this that Li Weijun admired Natasha even more, and an idea popped up in his mind that it would be great if Natasha could go back to China with him.

Unfortunately, this kind of thing is destined to be just Li Weijun's wishful thinking. Natasha herself has a special status in the Special Service Department, and her position is sensitive, so it is probably difficult for her to return to China.

What is particularly important is that Jiang Xifeng has been keeping a close eye on Li Weijun recently, and there is no chance that Li Weijun could take advantage of. If he returns to China, the news might leak out, and if he reveals something, it would be more trouble than gain.

So Li Weijun cherished the present time more. He asked Natasha to change into nylon stockings and then gently closed the door.

I hear a dog barking behind the wooden door, and a man returns home on a snowy night...

After a while of tidying up, Li Weijun drank a sip of water on the table with a little tiredness. Looking at the passers-by passing by on the balcony, he suddenly felt that a comfortable life was just like this.

Leisurely and comfortable, with a warm jade in my arms, no nine-to-five work, no trivial matters to bother me, all I have is to be unrestrained and do what my heart desires.

Between living a peaceful life and moving forward with a heavy burden, no one would choose the latter, and Li Weijun is no exception.

Natasha was exhausted from the tossing and turning. She brushed her messy hair, put on her slippers, and prepared to make lunch for Li Weijun.

Originally, Li Weijun wanted to go to the restaurant to continue eating fried mushrooms, pickles, and other Russian-style food such as black bread, but Natasha learned a sentence from somewhere in China.

She kept saying things like to capture a man's heart, you have to capture his stomach. She refused his request to go out for dinner and insisted on putting on an apron and cooking for Li Weijun herself.

But she didn't know how long it had been since she last went to the kitchen. It took a lot of effort to just tie a scarf. After finally tying her apron, she found that the eggs in the refrigerator seemed to be expired. Only bacon, some milk, steak and butter were left.

"Comrade Natasha, if it really doesn't work, why don't we go to the restaurant to eat? It won't cost much and it won't take time and effort."

Although Natasha was rejected, she did not lose heart. She shook her head resolutely and said seriously, "No way! It doesn't matter if there are no eggs, we still have butter! Let's use it to boil delicious milk. Then fry the steak until it is sizzling, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and serve it with some golden and crispy fried bacon. Just thinking about it makes me salivate! No matter what, I must let you experience my cooking skills today. I guarantee that you will enjoy a feast!"

Li Weijun looked at Natasha's determined and expectant eyes and sighed inwardly. He knew that he couldn't get away from her this time. Although he was still a little reluctant, he finally nodded helplessly to show his agreement.

Li Weijun slowly picked up an apron and tied it on with some awkward movements. Then, he moved to Natasha's side, ready to help this enthusiastic "chef". Standing aside, he seemed a little at a loss, not knowing where to start helping.

For some reason, the people on Luosha's side are no different from those on Europa. Whether it's frying steak or frying bacon, they all like to use butter as a substitute.

I feel that butter is used much more frequently than salt, but the taste of fried steak is indeed sweet. After spreading butter evenly on the meat and adding some onions, a fried steak is complete.