Walking with the Villain, Lou Xiao'e's Alternative Love

On the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, a strange atmosphere permeated the Lou family's residence, as if even the air had become heavy and turbid due to the revelry the night before.

The sounds of roosters crowing and dogs barking intertwined together, but seemed extremely chaotic, as if even the poultry and livestock had sensed something unusual in the home.

Lou Bancheng, the usually dignified elder, now had a flushed face, and his eyes revealed a barely perceptible trace of fatigue and satisfaction.

He and his son-in-law Xu Damao, a pair of "brothers in distress" who may not be so harmonious in the eyes of outsiders, actually drank all the way until dawn amidst the laughter and joy of the New Year's Eve dinner. In Lou Bancheng's own words, this was not just a night of drinking, but more like a deep friendship spanning two years.

Xu Damao, the son-in-law who might be a little slick on weekdays, was like a dead pig in deep sleep at this moment, lying on the warm kang, snoring loudly, completely ignoring everything around him.

There was a faint smile on his face, as if he was still dreaming about the joy of last night.

Tan Yali, the mistress of the Lou family, broke away from her usual gentleness and forcibly helped the drunk Lou Bancheng into the bedroom.

Her movements were somewhat helpless, but more of a show of love and care for her family. She knew that this night was a rare opportunity for everyone to release and relax.

While Lou Xiao'e carefully covered Xu Damao with a quilt to prevent him from catching a cold, she scolded him softly, but her scolding was full of love and worry.

As she looked at him sleeping soundly, she felt both reproach for neglecting his health and sympathy for his hard work in daily life.

Even the young Zhuang Junwei seemed to be infected by this sudden carnival. He rubbed his sleepy eyes, his little face full of confusion, and endured the discomfort of a headache, which was perhaps the only mark left by this feast for him.

After experiencing the passionate drinking on New Year's Eve, the entire Lou family was immersed in a different way on the morning of New Year's Day.

The warm midday sun lazily sprinkles on the snow-covered sky and earth, as if even the sun is immersed in the laziness of the festival.

In the kitchen, Tan Yali's voice, which was slightly complaining but not without warmth, was like a warm current in winter, penetrating the cold: "Zhao Zhao, stop making trouble in the kitchen, go and pick up those drunkards, they are lying there in the sun, they are lying there, do you want me to pour a basin of cold water on them, every day, no one of them, old or young, is worrying me."

Before she finished speaking, Lou Xiao'e's crisp laughter was like a spring breeze blowing on her face, and she responded, "Okay, mother! Just wait and see, I will drag them back from Zhou Gong's drinking table. Hehe, by then, you have to prepare your family rules and let them taste the New Year's special, the sobering soup!"

After saying that, Lou Xiao'e deliberately made an exaggerated face, causing Tan Yali's hearty laughter to echo in the air.

Lou Xiao'e picked up a copper basin and a rolling pin, and she was ready to start the wake-up mode in this special way.

"Comrade Lou Bancheng, it's already past noon. If you continue to indulge in dreams, I'm afraid your wife, Ms. Tan Yali, will come uninvited.

As your sweetheart, I am here to carry out this important task of awakening you. I hope you will respond quickly, otherwise, you will bear the consequences at your own risk."

As she spoke, Lou Xiao'e struck the copper basin in her hand, making a "clang clang" sound. This was the wake-up horn she created herself.

"Comrade Xu Damao, as the son-in-law of the Lou family, you not only failed to fulfill your duty to persuade your father-in-law, but also went along with him and drank like crazy. As your wife, I have the obligation to take extreme measures against you.

Brackets, I’ll settle the score with you when I get home.

Little friend Zhuang Junwei, as the youngest child in the Lou family, you actually indulged yourself in participating in this. But considering your young age, I, your master's wife, will punish you by requiring you to quickly take over the awakening artifact from my hand, and to cooperate with me, your master's wife, in a rhythmic, efficient and full manner to implement the awakening method.

At this time, the young boy Zhuang Junwei, who was sleeping on the sofa, was rubbing his temples and said to the air with an innocent look: "I swear, I will never get involved in their wine party again during the New Year. My little brain can't stand such a torment."

When Lou Xiao'e heard this, she chuckled without stopping her hands, "You little brat, are you still complaining? It's all your fault that you are so curious and want to join in the fun." After saying that, Lou Xiao'e raised the copper basin and rolling pin, motioning for the little apprentice to take it.

Zhuang Junwei nodded, his face full of seriousness and excitement. He took the copper basin and rolling pin, and imitated Lou Xiaoe, knocking them in the same way, joining this unique "wake-up operation". For a moment, the "clang" of the copper basin in the room, as well as the calls of Lou Xiaoe and Zhuang Junwei, intertwined to form a unique "wake-up symphony".

Finally, after unremitting efforts, Comrade Lou Bancheng staggered out of the bedroom with an empty wine bottle in his hand. He squinted his eyes and looked at the warm and slightly funny scene in front of him, and couldn't help revealing a helpless and doting smile.

"Hey, Junwei, you're right. This wine is not just a liquid. It's a story, an emotion, and the friendship between us men. We have to drink like this tonight and not go home until we're drunk!"

"Alright, alright, Comrade Old Lou, you've drunk so much and you still want to go to the evening? You'd better take care of the present first! I'm afraid my mother won't let you off easily." Lou Xiao'e said as she helped her father sit on the sofa.

"It's all because of that jerk Xu Damao. He insisted on dragging me into a drinking contest, saying that he wanted me to revisit the feeling of my youth.

Humph, how could he know that your father, at this age, although my drinking capacity is not as good as it used to be, I just want to compete with him. Let him see what it means to be strong even in old age! "

"Yes, yes, right. Isn't it all Xu Damao's fault? You just refuse to accept your age. You can't subdue his little tricks." Lou Xiao'e said with a reluctant smile.

"But then again, I was really happy yesterday so I drank a few more glasses. It was worth it." Comrade Lao Lou said as he patted the back of Lou Xiao'e's hand to indicate that he was fine.

"Zhao Zhao, your mother isn't really angry, is she?" Lou Bancheng suddenly asked, with a hint of timidity in his voice.

"Mom is making porridge for you in the kitchen. She said that drinking porridge after drinking can nourish the stomach. She was afraid that you would feel uncomfortable if you woke up directly, so she is waiting here specially." Lou Xiao'e answered with a smile.

Hearing this, Comrade Lao Lou's eyes became moist.

"His wife, Tan Yali, who has accompanied him through countless years, has long surpassed the scope of an ordinary couple and has become an indispensable part of his life.

Recalling the carefree childhood in the alleys, the youthful innocence, and later the marriage, facing the ups and downs of life together, every moment is like a precious picture scroll, slowly unfolding in Lou Bancheng's heart. No matter how noisy the outside world is, as long as he returns to her side, he can find that peace and tranquility.

At this moment, Tan Yali's busy figure in the kitchen was like a gentle sunshine, penetrating the haze in Comrade Cheng's heart. She cooked the porridge carefully, and every grain of rice carried the love and care for her husband. She knew that after drinking, he needed warmth to comfort his stomach and even more care to soothe his tired soul. This silent understanding and deep affection made Lou Bancheng feel unprecedented happiness and satisfaction.

In Lou Bancheng's eyes, Tan Yali is not only his wife, but also his relative, confidant, and soul mate. She can read every subtle expression of his and understand the deep meaning behind his silence.

Their relationship has long transcended the boundaries of words and reached a tacit understanding. It seems that the whole world is left with only the two of them, relying on each other and spending the rest of their lives together. "

If Lou Xiao'e could hear her biological father's inner monologue, she would definitely say: "It turns out that her parents are true love, and she is just an accident."