Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

"Guardian, here I come."

Qin Huairu knocked on the door timidly, looking around carefully, fearing that a militia on duty would suddenly appear and catch her, so she could only lower her voice and call out softly.

"Come on, Sister Qin, you didn't tell anyone else that you came to see me, right?"

Li Weijun, who was waiting impatiently in the room, responded and hurried forward to open the door. He saw the beautiful young woman, blinking her big, clear eyes and sneaking into the room.

"No, I heard that the secretary not only stewed a laying hen but also fried bacon and ham to entertain you tonight?"

When Li Weijun heard Qin Huairu say that no one else knew about it, his eyes lit up and he secretly planned to lock the door tightly.

After hesitating for a moment, Qin Huairu still couldn't resist the temptation of food and walked into the Hongmen Banquet obediently.

She just wanted to get the food and leave, but she didn't expect that as soon as she entered, Li Dengyun slammed the door shut and then said with a smile.

"Sister, there are a lot of mosquitoes here. If you don't close the door, I won't be able to sleep well at night. Please forgive me, please forgive me."

After hesitating for a moment, Qin Huairu did not speak, but instead looked at a small table made of wooden stakes.

In addition to a large ceramic bowl of leftover stew, there were also a few thin white flour buns and a boiled egg stuck in the groove.

This made Qin Huairu, who hadn't touched oily food for a long time, swallow her saliva uncontrollably. She said with a look of surprise, "Wow! The secretary even prepared eggs. Projectionists are so popular. Your brother Dongxu has a quota of one pound of eggs a year."

Li Weijun glanced at Qin Huairu, who was fair-skinned and beautiful in the dim light, and nodded and smiled, "Of course not. She is one of the Eight Great Officials after all. I wouldn't trade her for an emperor."

"You are so talkative again, so I will take the food away?"

Qin Huairu smiled sweetly, took out a lunch box from her bag and prepared to get down to business. She had sneaked out while her family was sleeping, so she didn't dare to stay outside for too long.

Unexpectedly, Li Weijun suddenly took out half a bottle of Lao Baigan and said with a grin, "Sister Qin, we haven't had a drink together yet. My brother is going to be a projectionist, so we have to celebrate."

"Ah, this is not good, sister, sister has something else to do..."

When Qin Huairu heard about drinking, he resisted instinctively.

However, Li Weijun's face darkened, and he sat dejectedly on the bed, speaking in a sad tone.

"Sister Qin, you know that I grew up eating at many people's homes. Although I have no relationship with Sister Qin, I have always regarded Sister Qin as my real sister. Seeing you suffer in the Jia family over the years, I feel sad."

Li Weijun wiped the corners of his eyes as he spoke, and there seemed to be sparkling tears.

Qin Huairu had never experienced such a situation before, and she hurriedly took out a handkerchief to help Li Weijun wipe his tears.

"I know that I put these foods in the lunch box with the intention of bringing them to Brother Dongxu and Banggeng, but have you ever thought about it? Brother Dongxu cares about your mother-in-law, and Brother Dongxu and the children care about you. Only you are all alone and helpless, and no one cares about you. Every day I see you eating plain food and looking so hungry that you don't even look like a human being. I feel bad for you, my brother!"

Li Weijun became even more sad and had already started acting.

"I still remember last winter, when you went to wash clothes in the cold wind and frost, your hands were all covered with chilblains, but Dongxu was reluctant to buy even a bottle of clam oil, let alone vanishing cream. I am so heartbroken!"

Qin Huairu couldn't help but feel a little shaken when listening to Li Weijun's heartfelt speech. She recalled the scene 10 years ago when Li Weijun, with snot bubbles running down his nose, stood in front of the bully to protect himself without hesitation.

Her eyes gradually softened, and she gently stroked Li Weijun's back: "Weijun, I know you are doing this for my own good, but I am a woman, the wife of your brother Dongxu. You follow your husband wherever he goes. Besides, your brother Dongxu treats me well and doesn't mind that I have a rural household registration. Don't say bad things about your brother Dongxu anymore."

"You're talking nonsense! Brother Dongxu only knows how to gamble every day. He has borrowed from everyone in the courtyard. When you were pregnant with Sophora japonica, you wanted to eat chopped pepper fish head, so you gave the money you earned from making shoes to Jia Dongxu and asked him to buy fish at the market. But what about him?"

"He didn't even buy a dead fish!"

"He has misappropriated all the money!"

"He's just a gambler, a bottomless pit!"

"Not only do you owe a lot of debt, but you also implicate me!"

Seeing Qin Huairu remained silent, Li Weijun knew the time was ripe and said nothing more.

Instead, he said in a cold tone: "Sister Qin, please go and take all these chicken and steamed buns away. In this hot weather, these cooked foods will have gone bad by the time you get to the city."

As a psychology expert himself, Li Weijun deeply understands that blindly forcing will only backfire. After appealing to the person's emotions and explaining the reason to him, he should relax appropriately.

You have to walk the fish around before fishing. Otherwise, if you encounter a big fish, trying to pull it with brute force will only result in a waste of time.

Sure enough, Qin Huairu pondered for a moment, smiled, wiped the tears from the corners of Li Weijun's eyes with a handkerchief, and said lovingly.

"Weijun, I'll listen to you. I won't leave. I'll eat here and celebrate with my good brother on becoming a projectionist."

Li Weijun smiled and felt happy, knowing that the situation had already been determined.

But he still looked angry and said angrily, "Then let's make a deal. You can only drink a small cup of this white liquor. I'm afraid I'll get dizzy if I drink too much."

"That won't do. You've replaced Xu Damao as the projectionist. I'm happy about it. Drinking a little is nothing."

Qin Huairu smiled silently and rubbed Li Weijun's face.

Looking closely, he is no longer the child with a childish face.

He has thick eyebrows, big eyes, a layer of furry beard around his lips, and a square face, revealing an indescribable sense of righteousness.

Different from Jia Dongxu's delicate and weak appearance, as well as his vague gloomy side, Li Weijun is very masculine, tough and down-to-earth.

Somehow, the first person Qin Huairu thought of was Zhao Zilong who was fighting in Changbanpo.

"He knows how to be kind and caring, but I don't know which girl will get lucky in the future."

Li Weijun, who was busy pouring wine, chuckled and said, "I just want to find a good wife like Sister Qin who can manage the household well. She is not only beautiful, but also hardworking. I don't like other mediocre women."

"You, I don't know where you learned this glib talk from, you just flatter me. I'm almost 30 years old and old, I'm not as rare as you say."

Qin Huairu took a sip of the Lao Baigan in the wine glass, and it was so spicy that she stuck out her tongue. She quickly picked up a piece of chicken with chopsticks. Although it was already cold, she still ate with a look of satisfaction.

She hadn't tasted meat for a long time, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Seeing Qin Huairu eating heartily, Li Weijun thought to himself, "Female comrades of this era are still the best. They are easy to feed and are satisfied as long as they have something to eat."

"Wei Jun, why don't you drink?"

Qin Huairu drank another cup of wine in a daze, then asked in confusion, blinking her beautiful eyes.

"Oh, oh, oh, I'm busy peeling eggs for you, you drink first. By the way, it's been so hot these past two days, can you eat cold food? I'm thinking of buying some popsicles tomorrow..."

Li Weijun asked casually, his mind already wandering to other things.