Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

Jiang Xifeng is in her early thirties, with a smooth nose and forehead, short hair, and a delicate face full of competence and coldness.

She was of slim height, estimated to be about 1.68 meters tall, and when she stood up she was as tall as Li Weijun's shoulders.

Coupled with her fair skin, slightly furrowed eyebrows, and a kind of world-weary look of contempt for everything, it makes people feel angry.

Being with the pot-bellied Li Huaide, people who don’t know the inside story would definitely mistake them for father and daughter.

She is beautiful, tall and has long legs.

This beautiful young aunt is good in every way except that she is too dry.

It is no exaggeration to say that when he lay there, you couldn't tell whether he was lying on his back or his stomach.

It is a definite sure thing, which is completely opposite to Qin Huairu's plump and charming look.

After Li Weijun finished with the watermelon in front of him, he looked at the simple fishhook he had made and found that there was no movement for a long time.

Thinking that he would have to make do with a few bites of lunch, he simply took off his clothes and stretched his wrists under Jiang Xifeng's shocked gaze.

His strong and upright figure, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his bold and unrestrained masculinity scared Jiang Xifeng who was standing beside him.

"Li Weijun, don't think you can do whatever you want just because you eat a watermelon. You, you..."

"You? I find it annoying that you're throwing yourself at me. Just go to bed!"

Li Weijun glanced at it with disdain, holding the melon in his left hand and covering his eyes with his right hand, but he couldn't help but secretly envying the lowly little bitch on his body through the gaps between his fingers.

A beautiful start, breaststroke into the water.

When Li Weijun was young in his previous life, he often went into the water with his country playmates to catch fish and shrimps, and he often won the championship in breath-holding competitions.

In addition, my lung capacity has been enhanced, so diving is easy for me.

Jiang Xifeng, who stayed on the shore, had never seen such a scene before.

At first, when he saw Li Weijun gurgle a few bubbles and then sink to the surface, he didn't take it seriously at all, and even muttered quietly: "Asshole, if you go in to take a bath at this time, I'd better get cramps and drown you."

However, as time went by, Li Weijun still did not surface, and Jiang Xifeng began to worry and panic.

"Could this Li really have a leg cramp? I was just talking in anger. You can't take it seriously. It's not good to be entangled in water plants. What if there are water monkeys in it..."

Jiang Xifeng's little head was full of wild thoughts. The suburbs were deserted and there was nowhere to turn for help. Her fair little face was filled with anxiety and panic.

The heat is unbearable and the sun is scorching.

After calling a few times and hearing no response.

Jiang Xifeng no longer had the mood to continue eating melon. The crystal pearls on her bitter little face quietly slid down.

She, a rich lady who could not sit still in the hall, was really scared and begged desperately.

"Li Weijun, Li Weijun, please don't die. Can you hear me? If you can, just agree."

Amidst the sad, moving and heartbreaking cries.

Li Weijun emerged from the water with a gloomy face, holding a lively and struggling grass carp and several large river shrimps in his hands.

This kind of fish is as slippery as a loach in the water, but it couldn't resist being grabbed by the gills by Li Weijun and could only roll its eyes as it was thrown onto the shore.

"Stop yelling, yelling, yelling. The person is not dead. You scared the fish away because of the noise. Hurry up and catch the fish. I'll make a fire."

Li Weijun put on his pants, took out a matchbox and lit a fire. After collecting some firewood, he skewered the river shrimps and grilled them.

Jiang Xifeng, who was standing aside, was dumbfounded, looking at the grass carp jumping several feet high in front of her, not knowing whether to pick it up or throw it away.

"No, auntie, you just scrape off the scales and take out the gills and the bits and pieces in the belly, isn't that enough?"

"But, but it jumped so high, I, I'm scared..."

Jiang Xifeng tried to hold the fish head, but the grass carp jumped up and down, frightening her so much that she screamed and burst into tears.

"No, you can't even kill a fish. You really think you're a rich lady or a princess..."

Li Weijun glared at Jiang Xifeng and suddenly realized that the beautiful young aunt in front of him was really a rich lady and could not be compared with Qin Huairu, who had been doing farm work in the countryside since she was a child.

One is a well-bred lady from a wealthy family, and the other is a village girl who has been starving since childhood and has to grow up early as a child of the poor.

When it comes to living together, the latter is more suitable.

But the former has strong connections. Having a father-in-law like Taishan can help him avoid decades of detours.

There was no other choice but to knock the fish unconscious.

He took out a knife, cut open the fish's belly and demonstrated to Jiang Xifeng how to clean it.

"See? We can't keep the intestines or other small pieces, but we need to preserve fish bladders and fish eggs. These are good things and should not be wasted."

Li Weijun demonstrated earnestly how to be a qualified cook, but Jiang Xifeng was distracted and her beautiful eyes were fixed on Li Weijun's pocket.

Why is this thing like a treasure box?

Sometimes it was fish hooks and cotton thread, sometimes it was knives and matchboxes.

Li Weijun was talking until his mouth was dry and he suddenly felt something was picking his pocket.

This seemingly soft and boneless little hand had no sense of weight or direction.

I just stood up straight...

When I turned around, I saw Jiang Xifeng, who looked confused and curious.

"what are you doing?"

Seeing that she was caught, Jiang Xifeng shyly retracted her hand and looked away: "I just want to see how much is hidden in your pocket."

"Boring! Come and kill the fish!"

"Asshole, you dare to hit me!"

After Li Weijun gave Jiang Xifeng a slap on the face, he went to grill shrimps leisurely.

Take out various seasonings from your personal space and sprinkle them on it to make it fragrant.

After a roar of injustice, Jiang Xifeng found that Li Weijun didn't even look at her.

I could only sulk and clean the big fish in a depressed mood.

But he was cursing in his heart, mistaking this ravaged and battered grass carp for Li Weijun.

"You bastard, is this how your Uncle Li asked you to persuade me? Is this how you treat your elders? I'll chop you up, chop you up..."

After a busy period, Jiang Xifeng came over with a large grass carp with great effort to report.

"Auntie, you've tortured this fish to death!"

Looking at the grass carp covered with wounds in front of him, Li Weijun's mouth twitched. He complained and skillfully tied the fish to a wooden stick and started to grill it.

Jiang Xifeng originally thought that since it was her first time killing a fish, she would at least get some praise. However, she never expected that Li Weijun would not only give her encouragement and praise, but also show disgust on his face.

He was so angry that he turned his back and muttered, "It's just a broken fish, who wants to eat it? I'll ask my dad to bring ten carts of fish and they'll smash you to death."

Looking at the beautiful young aunt who is sometimes cold as ice and sometimes moody like a child throwing a tantrum.

Li Weijun had nothing but a headache. Why did that old fox Li Huaide marry such a wife?

This feels so awkward, they don't look like a couple at all.

So he asked casually: "Aunt, you are not still an old maid, are you?"