Siheyuan: A Cook in the 60s

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A feeling of fear came over me.

Qin Huairu had never hated herself so much at this moment.

I knew clearly that I shouldn't come to such a place, but why did I get possessed and come here?

"You, you, I'm going to call for help!"

"You can shout until your throat hurts... ka..."

Liu Man stretched out his hand to touch Qin Huairu's face, but his hand was held by someone.

He looked up and saw Cao Wei looking at him with a smile.

He, a thin man of 1.6 meters tall, compared with Cao Wei, a tall man of 1.8 meters tall, their auras are completely on a different level.

He swallowed his saliva and said in a timid tone, "Dude, where are you from? That's not fair, right? You should follow the principle of first come first served when doing things, right?"

"My woman, are you telling me what comes first?" Cao Wei narrowed his eyes slightly and exerted a little force.

"Hiss... Ouch, ouch... let go!" Liu Man's whole face twisted in pain.

Cao Wei was also helpless.

He had just been hiding in the grove to the east, but then Liu Man came over from the west. Before he could react, he was already next to Qin Huairu, teasing her. Oh, no, this is called "patting a wife" in this era. He could bear it, so he came out and taught this guy a lesson.

Cao Wei just exerted some force and pushed it out, and there was a click.

"It's broken, it's broken, it's broken..." Liu Man broke out in a cold sweat and fell to the ground. He suddenly raised his head with a hint of ferocity in his eyes.

The good hand reached into his arms.

then……

He saw Cao Wei's eyes.

It was a look of encouragement.

It seemed to encourage him to take out what was in his arms.

He shuddered violently and immediately stopped the ridiculous thoughts in his mind.

"You, you, you, do you dare to tell me your name?!"

"Me?" Cao Wei laughed: "How about you take out what's in your arms? I'll tell you my name?" After saying that, his face suddenly turned cold: "A thief dares to ask my name here, get out!"

The sound was so loud that Liu Man lost all his energy. He rolled and crawled, and ran away as fast as he could without even saying a word.

Cao Wei just took a glance and didn't take it seriously.

Among the street urchins, there is a group of people whose status is the lowest. They are the so-called "Buddha Lords". The status of "Buddha Lords" is such that even passing dogs will bark at them. On weekdays, they just bully ordinary people at most. If they are a little stronger, they dare not even touch them. Of course, even so, these Buddha Lords also have small blades and other things in their arms.

Cao Wei did not want a head-on conflict, so he used a little trick. If he really used it, Cao Wei would be in trouble.

The problem is not that I can't beat him, but that I have to hold back for fear of beating him to death.

He turned around and looked at Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu stared at him blankly.

He looked a little embarrassed.

"Are you... okay?" Even though Cao Wei was thick-skinned enough, he still felt a little numb when being stared at in that way.

Those eyes seemed to be accusing and complaining. She was not like this before. It is hard to say whether the previous haggardness and numbness are better or the current troubles are better. Each has its own advantages and disadvantages.

Suddenly, those eyes that naturally carried a hint of charm were like the weather in June, changing in an instant. Just now they were staring at him blankly, and the next second, sunny turned cloudy, and cloudy turned overcast.

Tears as big as beans fell down one by one.

Qin Huairu punched Cao Wei's chest again and again, crying with a hint of stubbornness: "Why do you want to bully me like this? You clearly know... You clearly know..."

Her voice was soft and aggrieved, her emotions found an outlet and she cried.

She seldom cries.

In other words, she had never cried in her life.

She never cried when she was bullied at home, never cried when she got married, never cried when her mother-in-law bullied her after marriage, and never cried when her husband passed away. She thought she would never cry again in her life.

Until now, she didn't know why.

In the last moment, she was still afraid, and in the next moment, she didn't feel that much when she saw that familiar figure blocking her way. But when their eyes met, she couldn't suppress the grievance no matter how hard she tried.

Cao Wei was stunned. He had forgotten who was the last person who cried like this. He only had a vague memory of it. It seemed that it was his first love. When they broke up, she also looked so aggrieved. At that moment, he even wanted to leave everything behind and stay. But he held back.

He never expected that he would see this look again in this era and at this time.

The fists weakly hit his body, again and again, as if hitting his heart.

He moved closer, lowered his head, and kissed her hungry lips.

Qin Huairu's body trembled violently.

She tried to push him away, but he held her domineeringly.

Slowly, the tossing became weaker and weaker, and the fists that fell on him became weaker and weaker. Gradually, her hands wrapped around his back.

She felt a burning love so strong that it suffocated her and made her intoxicated.

After a while, he opened his mouth and called softly, "Huai Ru."

"Hmm?" Those charming eyes were blurry from the kiss.

"I like you."

Without waiting for her to react, he pressed his lips against hers again.

"Well……"

I often remember the scenery of Shicha, and was so intoxicated that I forgot the way home.

I got excited and went into the bamboo forest, and entered the deep lotus flowers.

Don’t enter, don’t enter, you will scar away countless birds in the forest.

As the sunset fell, Qin Huairu and Cao Wei walked home one after the other, neither of them spoke. They just walked silently.

The road from Nanluoguxiang to Shichahai is not far, only about one kilometer away, and it would only take about ten to twenty minutes to get there. And on this short road, the two of them tacitly slowed down their pace.

"What's wrong with Lou Xiao'e?" Qin Huairu's face was still a little red, with some lingering charm between her eyebrows. She asked angrily.

"Oh." Cao Wei sighed.

"Why are you sighing? I'm asking you a question."

"Some people say that when a woman is in love, the tears she sheds are the water in her brain. If she sheds too much, it's hard to fool her. Now it seems that this is indeed the case. In the future, you should cry less. It hurts me to see you cry."

"Humph. Feeling distressed, I think you are panicking!" Qin Huairu kicked him and said, "How can you treat others so badly?"

"Aren't you watching now?"

"Do you still have any shame?"

"You have to be so shameless to get my dear Huairu. Sister~Sister~"

The word "sister" made her body go limp.

Cao Wei quickly gave him a hand.

"Get out!" Qin Huairu shrank back as if she had touched something dirty.