The red building is so arrogant

Chapter 36

Although Si Qi's reaction was in Yang's expectation.

But seeing that she chose to sacrifice herself in order to save Pan You'an without hesitation, Yang's heart still couldn't help Wuming's fire.

She took a half step back, staring at Si Qi on the ground and said bitterly, "You only care about your cousin, but where did you put your uncle?!"

"I……"

Si Qi was at a loss for words. Although she had to resort to this strategy, she couldn't say that in order to save her cousin, her uncle deserved to be a green hat turtle, right?

"Humph!"

Yang sneered again: "You keep saying that you can break through the mountains and the sea, but in the end, you want to push me into the fire pit - the person who swore with him must not be your aunt and me!"

Saying that, she stepped forward and opened the door, pointing to the outside and shouting, "Go out, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

Si Qi turned his head and looked at Mrs Yang for a long while, but finally got up from the ground, half ashamed and half helpless, bowed his head and walked out the door.

When passing by Yang's side, she paused in her footsteps and pleaded in a mournful voice: "Auntie, you also watched him grow up, how can you bear..."

"Don't call me auntie!"

Yang shi interrupted her excitedly, pointing to the outside and saying, "If you really want to save him, just go and beg that little slut, don't make any more decisions about me!"

Si Qi lowered his head in disappointment and moved out of the Westinghouse step by step.

bang~
Yang shi slammed the door behind her, confirming that Si Qi could no longer see the situation inside. The whole person seemed to have collapsed immediately, and slowly fell behind the door softly.

Say it, and say it after all!
With Si Qi's character and her deep affection for Pan You'an, her last sentence was equivalent to pushing her into the fire pit with her own hands!

Thinking of this, the original pleasure of revenge turned into a sense of guilt and guilt.

Speaking of which, although Si Qi doesn't respect himself very much, he takes good care of his cousin, and takes care of his daughter very much on weekdays.

myself...

Mrs Yang got up from the ground and walked to the Buddhist altar in the corner, lit three sticks of incense, and recited 'Amitabha Buddha' over and over again.

With the comfort of the Bodhisattva, her mood gradually calmed down.

But the Bodhisattva was supposed to persuade people to be kind, but after she calmed down, the sense of guilt and guilt also subsided, and she began to worry about whether her vision could be successfully realized.

After all, it is not easy to make up your mind about this kind of thing. If Siqi fails to be ruthless in the end, wouldn’t the previous efforts be exhausted...

wrong!

Even if you fail, there's nothing wrong with it.

If Si Qi didn't go to find that little pervert in the end, wouldn't it prove that all her vows, life and death, were all just deceitful lies?

At that time, let's see if the two of them still have face, and then go out and talk about marriage!

…………

Just in Yang's mood, between the thrill of revenge and the guilt of cheating, he kept jumping and jumping.

The mood of Siqi outside the door has completely fallen to the bottom.

As soon as I saw the hope of saving Pan Youan, it was shattered in an instant. .

But she couldn't blame Mrs. Yang for not saving her. After all, a virtuous woman like Auntie must value her virginity more than her life. Otherwise, how could she always be rude to Laishun's coercion and lure?

Could it be that……

Cousin is doomed this time? !

Si Qi couldn't help but feel a little desperate for a while, but after all, she was unwilling to admit defeat, so she soon gathered up her fighting spirit again.

You can't just give up!

As the saying goes, 'There is no way out of the sky', there must be some other way to help my cousin get through this difficult time!

Thinking like this, Yang's last words before leaving the house reappeared in her mind:

'If you really want to save him, just go and beg that little pervert...'

According to the descriptions of his cousin and aunt, Laishun was a despicable, shameless and timid villain. Even if he himself begged him, how could he be willing to help his cousin?
But things always have two sides.

Just now when Mr. Yang mentioned that Laishun, he often called it a little pervert, and then considered the difference in age and identity between the two. If he said that Laishun had any admiration for Mrs. Yang, Si Qi would definitely not believe it.

Obviously, what the shameless villain covets is only Yang's beauty!

That being the case, if Yang's changed to another woman, as long as the appearance was similar, Laishun would not refuse.

And with his daring temperament, in order to satisfy his arrogance and extravagance, he would choose to testify against Deng Haoshi, which is also a matter of course.

Then yourself...

Thinking of this, Si Qi subconsciously clenched his neckline. His original intention was to increase his sense of security, but he didn't know that as a result, the green hills on both sides of the strait were facing each other, which added a bit of danger.

On her stubborn face, there was a rare hesitation and withdrawal. After all, for her, chastity was as important as her life.

And if you lose your innocence, how can you face your cousin again in the future?

But if I don't do this, my cousin is afraid that his life will be in danger!

Compared with her cousin's safety, what is her own life?
And so on...

…………

Go back and say it again.

After seeing him off from outside the city, he got a half-day leave.

At noon, he had a meal, and in the afternoon, he slept soundly and went back to sleep. When he woke up, he thought that he was also idle, so he simply bought some wine and meat to visit Jiao Da.

But this wine and meat was not bought for Jiao Da.

The old man was still in bed because he was unwilling to recuperate from his illness. According to the doctor's instructions, he was not allowed to drink or drink meat or water.

Therefore, when he arrived at Jiao Da's two empty halls, Laishun first pushed the window to ventilate, and then lit an incense stick.

Finally, under the suspicious eyes of the old man, he took out a few oil-paper packets, spread them out on the table one by one, and announced the name of the dishes: "Look, look, the soju chicken gizzards, stir-fried chicken gizzards from Grandma Huang's house. Kidney flowers, braised pork feet with crispy skin, and the leftover jiuzhuan large intestine I ate at noon!"

As he said that, he picked up a piece of chicken gizzard with chopsticks, and turned it over and over to show off: "You look, you look, this is made from your favorite sweet-scented osmanthus stuffed, this taste..."

He lowered his head and took a deep breath, exaggeratingly said, "It's absolutely amazing!"

Putting down the chicken gizzards, he tried to pick up the pig's feet again, but after several attempts, he failed, so he had to replace it with kidney flowers.

It's just that before he could show off this time, Jiao Da sneered on the bed and said, "This special girl has chicken gizzards and waist flowers. You kid are not afraid of running horses at night?!"

"Leave me alone!"

Laishun rolled his eyes at him: "If you want to run a horse, I'm afraid you won't be able to stand up!"

I thought that the old man would definitely retort, but I didn't want him but just snorted and said nothing.

"What, poked your lung tube again?"

Laishun laughed, and unscrewed the small jug by his hand, letting the sweet aroma of wine permeate the room: "Two taels of silver and one jar of craft rice wine, this goes together... tsk tsk!"

Seeing that the old man was still speechless, he slightly restrained his smile and said sternly: "Are you greedy? If you want to drink and eat meat, you will be honest and recuperate in the future. When you are well, I will invite you to the Dingxiang Building opposite Shuntian Mansion. When the time comes, three donkeys will be enough, and I guarantee you will be stunned!"

Who knew that Jiao Da was still silent.

This is not his usual style.

Laishun smacked his lips, raised his head and took a gulp of rice wine, chewing on the rice grains and muttering, "You're boring, I've been here three times, and you've only said five sentences together. Could it be that there's something unspeakable?"

When Jiao Da heard this, a strange look flashed on his face. He was about to turn his head to observe Laishun's expression, but he heard him laugh, "It's not because the old lady next door is suffering from unrequited love, right?"

"roll!"

"Ha ha!"

Laishun smiled proudly: "This is the sixth sentence. Come on, where's your herbal soup? Let's clink a glass!"

After the time-travel, he had to restrain himself most of the time, that is, to get along with Jiao Da, and he could still find some of the feelings he had when he was playing at a bar in his previous life.

It's a pity that after the old man fell ill, he changed from bickering to stand-up comic dialogue, which was really disappointing.

However, seeing Laishun handing over half a bowl of medicinal soup, Jiao Da hesitated for a while, but still took it tremblingly in his hand.

"Take a sip and go!"

Laishun lightly kowtowed on the bowl with the jug, raised his head and took another gulp, then picked up the chicken gizzard and ate it.

Jiao Da sipped the bitter medicinal soup, glared at him for a long time, and suddenly said: "When Lao Tzu's illness is cured, I have to talk to you about it!"

"Ha ha!"

Laishun swallowed the wine and food, and clinked glasses with him again: "As long as you can recover from your illness, you can do whatever you like!"

Half a bowl of medicinal soup was exchanged for a pot of rice wine.

Seeing that it was getting late outside, Laishun said goodbye to Jiao Dao, put away the meaty leftovers, and gave them all to the old lady next door's 'care worker'.

Then, with the smell of alcohol, Shi Shiran left Ning Guofu.

Speechless on the road.

Seeing Ning Rong's back alley, Laishun was about to turn into the alley, but he didn't want to slant down and suddenly a figure appeared, blocking his way!
　Thanks to book friends: 876767, Yao 1 Yao 2 Yao 3—for the reward.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)