Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

No one knows a son better than his mother. Seeing Yan Jiefang's sad look, Third Aunt Yang Ruihua naturally knew the reason.

After a few words of comfort, he said earnestly, "Jie Cheng, don't worry about taking over your job. Wait a little longer. If your dad's connections and channels can help you find a suitable job, that would be great. If that's not possible, you can take over mom's job."

Yan Jiecheng was relieved when he heard this promise, and said slickly, "Don't worry, Mom. After I take over your job, I will give all my monthly salary to you for safekeeping. I will let you enjoy a good life. Your son will honor you."

Let’s not talk about the trivial matters of the Yan family for now. After Li Weijun asked Ran Qiuye to wait for a moment, he went back to the house, changed into a white shirt and black pants, and fixed his hair.

He calmly prepared to take Ran Qiuye to Quanjude to try the world-famous roast duck.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he went out, he ran into Qin Huairu who was coming out to wash clothes.

When they passed by each other, Li Weijun felt that he saw a trace of panic and anger on her face...

Ran Qiuye, who was eagerly waiting on the side, was a little puzzled. After sitting on the back seat of the bicycle, she put her hands tentatively on Li Weijun's waist.

He whispered, "Weijun, didn't Teacher Yan say the well is in the middle yard? I saw this lady groping in the front yard for a long time, as if she was waiting for someone."

The sound was not loud, but Qin Huairu heard it clearly.

Turning around, he saw Ran Qiuye naturally hugging Li Weijun's waist, and he was so angry that his lungs almost exploded.

With a cold face, he glared at Ran Qiuye with hatred: "Who are you calling big sister? Who are you trying to annoy? You're only eight or nine years older than me. Is it necessary to be so shabby? You call me Weijun so affectionately, as if you haven't seen a man for hundreds of years."

Qin Huairu didn't know why she suddenly got angry for no reason. She put down the basin, pinched her waist and started cursing.

"No, comrade, I..."

Ran Qiuye was a little confused by this sudden attack. He was just about to argue with Qin Huairu, but Li Weijun, who was caught in the Shura field, felt his scalp tingling.

He hurriedly pushed his bicycle out of the hospital...

Only the third uncle Yan Bugui, who happened to pass by, was left, looking at the furious Qin Huairu in a daze.

Qin Huairu was still furious and glared viciously at the third uncle who was about to go to the Central Courtyard to find Sha Zhu for free food and drinks.

"Bah! You are meddling in other people's business. You should just eat the radish and worry about it!"

His eyes looked so bright that he wished he could skin this nosy person alive, pull out his tendons, eat his flesh and drink his blood.

Yan Bugui, who was kept in the dark, was frightened by the look in his eyes. He felt a chill down his spine. After a long while, he said tremblingly, "Huai Ru, we can talk it out. I have a bad heart and cannot stand stimulation and jokes..."

Two flowers bloom, one on each side.

Li Weijun drove Ran Qiuye to the elegant seat of the time-honored Quanjude restaurant in Wangfujing, where they sat down. He ordered a few cans of Arctic Ocean soda, the signature roast duck, braised duck gizzards, braised duck feet, braised duck liver, and other cold dishes.

Li Weijun had long anticipated that Qin Huairu would be jealous. For some reason, Qin Huairu had been not as attentive as before when coming to his room these days.

Every time he comes, it's late at night, banging and knocking, creating a catfish effect, which is definitely not a bad thing.

Besides, Qin Huairu is Jia Dongxu's wife, not his own. Let alone going out on a blind date with Ran Qiuye, even if they hold the wedding with lights and decorations the next day, it would be up to Li Weijun's wishes.

When a woman is in charge, the house will collapse.

If I really feel guilty because Qin Huairu is unhappy, wouldn't that make me a fool?

As long as you are willing and you are not talking about marriage, it is normal to date as many people as you want and go on as many blind dates as you want. It is normal free love and others will not be able to attack you by using the relationship between men and women as an excuse.

Not long after, the receptionist with a stern face brought a plump, well-proportioned, clean raw duck to the table, along with writing brushes, inkstones, and other utensils.

"This is?"

It was the first time for Li Weijun to eat this high-end roast duck at Quanjude, and he was stunned for a moment.

The servant, however, looked rather impatient and urged: "A wild boar cannot chew fine bran, hurry up and don't delay the work, okay?"

Li Weijun laughed out of anger, and then he noticed that there was a sign hanging in the private room prohibiting beating or scolding customers.

Take another look at this short and fat guy, he looks arrogant and domineering, and is just about to attack.

Ran Qiuye, who saw that things were not going well, quickly took the brush and explained, "This is the rule of Quanjude. In order to ensure the authenticity of the goods and the tenderness of the duck meat, every time a duck is ordered, a customer will leave ink on the raw duck. The ink is also very particular. It is the ink sprayed by squid in the sea and it is edible."

Looking at Ran Qiuye who was explaining with great skill, Li Weijun found that the girl was quite attractive when he looked closer.

A white gauze shirt, coupled with the temperament of a teacher, is much more attractive than the tightly wrapped girls in the winter in TV dramas.

Li Weijun drew an eye on the duck with great vigor and ease, and then asked the unfortunate servant to take it to the kitchen.

After everyone left, Ran Qiuye carefully took down the complaint sheet hanging on the wall, wrote down his complaint word for word, and asked Li Weijun in confusion why he drew an eye on the duck.

Li Weijun smiled slyly: "My calligraphy is also particular, it is an out-and-out dog eye, and there is no eyeball."

Ran Qiuye thought about it, then smiled: "It's hard for a powerful dragon to defeat a local snake. It's not worth it to have a conflict on someone else's territory. But that person just now was really rude."

Li Weijun shook his head, glanced at the opinion sheet and shrugged his shoulders: "Teacher Ran, this thing is purely for display, just to fool people. It's just for reference, for reference. If people don't refer to your opinion, it's useless to write it."

Ran Qiuye did not comment. During the break between dishes, she chatted with Li Weijun about everything under the sun, from history to education, literature, film art, and even strange stories from the other side of the ocean. They had a very interesting chat.

At first it was Ran Qiuye who spoke, but later Li Weijun gradually took the initiative. His witty and humorous style made Ran Qiuye laugh from time to time.

When all the ordered dishes were served, Li Weijun vaguely felt that only the finishing touch was needed.

Men chase women with a barrier, and women chase men with a veil.

We are all primates. Heroes love beautiful women, and why don't beautiful women love handsome, elegant and suave heroes?

Seeking a high-quality mate and reproducing offspring's genes is a curse engraved in DNA.

Li Weijun's good looks, wealth, height and knowledge all surprised Ran Qiuye repeatedly. He was born into a noble family, so it was hard for her to dislike him.

The only flaw in this date was probably the servant who was in a bad mood.

At first, this guy didn't realize the purpose of Li Weijun drawing an eye. Later, the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. After he realized it, he was so angry that he blew his beard and glared.

Li Weijun was also depressed. He felt that none of these comrades working in the service industry were easy to deal with. Last time, he took the ticket given by Li Huaide to a department store to buy a Shanghai license plate outline watch, but the salesperson belittled him, bundled his sales with him, and had a rude attitude.

Now I finally get to Quanjude to try this century-old brand, but I come across this filthy stuff.

All I can say is that this group of people have nothing better to do than to eat their fill. Relying on their iron rice bowl, no one dares to touch them. They are arrogant and domineering.

Whenever people in the countryside are in a state of panic, they will absolutely bow and scrape and behave themselves with their tails between their legs.

After having dinner with Ran Qiuye at Quanjude, Li Weijun thought that he didn't bring his ID card and letter of introduction, so he chatted all the way and sent Ran Qiuye home.

As for the bicycle that Ran Qiuye rode, after the wheel was repaired tomorrow, the third uncle Yan Bugui would ride it back to Hongxing Primary School.

The Ran family lived in a large compound with three entrances. They lived in the main house in the middle courtyard. The houses of the neighbors around them were all dark, except Ran Qiuye's, which was brightly lit.

Mr. Ran was a man of great character. He wore gold-rimmed glasses and was leaning on the table reading a book intently. He didn't even hear the sound of someone entering the yard. Next to him was a rather dignified and intellectual middle-aged woman who was helping her child with his homework.

He looked calm and peaceful, and it was obvious that he came from a well-off family.

It makes sense that a family that can give their daughter a name that means Chinese Begonia Leaf must have a profound family background and be well-read in poetry and literature.

It's a pity that he was in a poor state in the original novel. Due to some unspeakable reasons, he even fell to the point where he had to rely on Sha Zhu, a cook, to use his connections to rescue him.

"Qiuye, my uncle and aunt are busy, so I won't bother you anymore. I'll invite you to watch a movie when I have time. Don't think I'm too busy."

Li Weijun took a look at Ran Qiuye, who was shyly standing on tiptoe with her head down, and knew that the girl wanted to introduce her parents to him, but was too shy to speak up.

Under normal circumstances, Li Weijun might have gone in to sit for a while and drink some tea, but there was a jealous person in the courtyard.

In addition, it was late at night and if he didn't return to the courtyard early, he might be caught and interrogated by the patrolling police, which would be a waste of time.

"Okay, Weijun, tomorrow, no, I mean when I have time, I will treat you to a movie. Today you treated me to roast duck, so let's reciprocate."

"Hey, look at what you're saying. How can a projectionist let others pay for him to watch a movie? Isn't that like sitting alone in a mountain of treasures without realizing it? If you really want to reciprocate, just stay happy. If you're happy, I'll be happy naturally."

After saying a few polite words, Li Weijun pushed his bicycle out of the hospital.

Ran Qiuye felt a little depressed when she heard that, but still pretended to be happy. She walked Li Weijun a few steps forward before waving goodbye reluctantly.

The capital of the 60s did not have the cyber neon lights of steel and concrete of later times. You could even see farmland everywhere while riding along the road, and from time to time you could hear the barking of dogs and the chirping of cicadas.

The alleys were even more bumpy and uneven, and by the time Li Weijun staggered back to the courtyard, it was almost ten o'clock.

After pushing the cart into the yard, Li Weijun took a special look at the bicycle that Ran Qiuye rode and found that it was a fashionable Phoenix brand with a shiny and smooth paint and a glossy chain.

It looks like a new car.

There's no sign of the wheel being flat at all.

"This Third Master, in order to match me and Ran Qiuye, lied without thinking."

Li Weijun smiled silently and found that the door of the Yan family's front yard was closed and there was no light at all. It was obvious that Comrade Yan Bugui, who was good at self-cultivation, had gone to bed early.

Li Weijun was too lazy to disturb them. He took out two large grass carps weighing four pounds from the space and hung them under the eaves of the main gate of the Yan family with a straw rope.

What a coincidence, this was exactly the place where Jia Dongxu cried, made a fuss and attempted suicide a few days ago.

After hanging the fish, Li Weijun walked into the house in the dark and was about to turn on the light and go to the middle courtyard to wash up and sleep.

Suddenly, he clenched his hands and seemed to touch something.

Only then did I realize that there were actually bursts of even breathing sounds in the room.

"Is there anyone in the house?"

Li Weijun was puzzled, but when the man cried out and fell into his arms, a familiar feeling came over him.

When I opened it, it was indeed Qin Huairu with traces of tears on her face.

No one knew how long this beautiful lady had been lying in ambush in the house. She was wearing the glass stockings that Li Weijun had placed in the cupboard, and only a bellyband on her upper body, which made Li Weijun's heart beat fast.

"Sister Qin, why are you here at this time? Aren't you afraid of your evil mother-in-law?"

"Jia Dongxu didn't go home after get off work tonight. He's probably at the gambling table again and won't be back until the early hours of the morning."

"Then your mother-in-law... aren't you afraid that she will get up in the middle of the night and get suspicious?"

"I replaced the painkillers my mother-in-law was going to take with sleeping pills today. They were taken by Jia Dongxu from the hospital when I couldn't sleep during pregnancy. Two pills, and she snores so loudly."

"This... Sister Qin, this is not good. What if something goes wrong after eating it?"

Li Weijun swallowed his saliva, feeling that something seemed to be wrong.

Qin Huairu glared at Li Weijun with a resentful look on her face and covered Li Weijun's mouth with her slender fingers.

"I thought you were staying in a hotel with that whore. You are such a heartless man!"

As she was talking, Qin Huairu suddenly made a rare sudden move and threw Li Weijun onto the kang.

I am like a big horse and a golden sword, with a dragon coiled and a tiger crouching on top...

After a quarter of an hour, Qin Huairuyi lay down beside Li Weijun's pillow and shook his arm coquettishly: "I want to go back to my parents' home the day after tomorrow, but my legs are too slow to move, so you can give me a ride on your bike."

"No problem. I'm going to the countryside to do some shopping in a few days. Once I'm there, I won't have to sneak over here every day and worry about it."

Li Weijun did not refuse, but thought that before returning to the countryside, he should take some time to go to the tailor shop and pick up his customized combat uniform.

In addition to costumes, Shisan Niang’s martial arts skills are also indispensable, otherwise it always feels like she lacks some charm.

Li Weijun took action immediately and took advantage of the moment when Qin Huairu was free from desires to start teaching her how to practice Ba Duan Jin, which is different from the Wen Ba Duan Jin, which is meant to strengthen the body and prolong life.

What Li Weijun taught Qin Huairu was the Wuba Duanjin, which was a powerful and agile move that could really injure the enemy in actual combat.

It is always good for women, especially beautiful women, to learn some martial arts.

For example, women who practice yoga can generally unlock some knowledge that is difficult for ordinary people to obtain, which can add a lot of meaning and tricky angles.

It’s a pity that Li Weijun knew nothing about yoga, either in his previous life or in this life.