"It's just killing someone, he didn't drop an atomic bomb," Ruan Xianxian muttered and went back to sleep.

At five in the morning, the rooster next door, whose owner was unknown, started crowing. Ruan Xianxian rolled over and her hand instinctively reached for the rooster beside her...

Empty!

She jolted awake, sat up abruptly, and the blanket slipped down to her waist, revealing scattered red hickeys in the shape of plum blossoms on her collarbone.

He reached out and touched the bedside with both hands, but the blankets were cold, proving that Miyano had been gone long ago.

With a tuft of hair sticking up, she asked Tongtong uncertainly, "Did you say in the middle of the night that Miyano went to drop the atomic bomb?"

system:……

"Although not quite, it's pretty much the same!"

Ruan Xianxian suddenly sprang to her feet, hurriedly dressed like a headless fly, and ran towards the door, but stopped halfway there.

"I think I know where he went!"

“Someone above wants me dead, to use me to exchange for their so-called righteous cause. Gong Ye dealt with the black-faced old man in Kunlun Mountain, how could he let the real mastermind go when he comes back?”

"Tongtong, let's go cover for him."

365: It's no wonder they've been husband and wife for nine lifetimes. Even with their memories sealed again, they understand each other as well as they understand themselves.

"How do you plan to provide cover?"

"Watch me." Ruan Xianxian slowly tidied herself up, changed into nice clothes, combed her hair, and only after she finished tidying up did she take out a few basins and bowls from her space.

I strolled slowly from the third courtyard to the main gate, pushed open the red lacquered gate, and stood behind it to wait.

She only appeared slowly, carrying a milk pot, after the doors of her neighbors on both sides opened one after another and she heard the voices of her old neighbors greeting and comforting her from outside the courtyard.

The neighbors living nearby were all officials or nobles. I was quite curious to see that the gate of this courtyard was open when I woke up early in the morning. Who lived inside?

They gathered in small groups outside the door talking, and none of them left.

With her hair styled in a bun and wearing a bright red down jacket that reached her ankles, the youthful and beautiful Ruan Xianxian attracted attention like spotlights as soon as she appeared.

Their faces showed varying degrees of amazement.

"Oh my! Whose daughter is this? She's so pretty!"

"Hello, Grandma, Auntie, Sister-in-law!" Ruan Xianxian greeted them obediently, carrying her little milk pot forward.

"I just moved here, could you tell me where the nearest state-run restaurant is?"

"Buying breakfast for your family?" an elderly woman exclaimed, her face showing curiosity, clearly asking for information.

Eight out of ten middle-aged women in Beijing are eager to hear good news; once they strike up a conversation, they'll want to dig up every detail about your family history, even three generations back.

Ruan Xianxian smiled obediently, lowered her head shyly, and hummed softly.

The elderly women exchanged glances; their shy expressions... could it be...?

"Girl, how old are you to be married? Who's your boyfriend? Where does he work?"

She was like an innocent, naive young wife, answering whatever was asked, and looked up in surprise.

"My boyfriend's job involves confidentiality, so I can't say. But he just went out saying he was going to get some soy milk, and the aunties didn't see him."

"That one who's really tall and really handsome."

The other woman's work involves confidentiality? Although the older women were gossipy, they didn't dare to ask any further questions, and instead moved on to the second half of her sentence.

"Oh my, it's only this early, and the restaurants aren't even open yet. You'd have to wait in a long line at the door."

Ruan Xianxian breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good!"

The older women looked at her strangely, and she smiled shyly.

"To be honest, I don't really like the taste of fermented mung beans. I forgot to tell him, and that's why I was planning to win him back."

"I won't chat with you ladies anymore."

She hurriedly lifted her foot to leave, but someone grabbed her arm and touched her soft down jacket with great affection.

"Don't rush, honey. You'll have to queue up with him too if you go over there. Is this a winter coat? Where did you buy it?"

"My granddaughter-in-law will be coming home after the New Year; she'll look so beautiful in that red coat."

"Does Auntie think it looks good too?" Ruan Xianxian's eyes lit up, and she lovingly touched her clothes.

"This is a new style that our country exports to foreign guests. It was snapped up at last year's Canton Fair."

To be honest, this wedding dress was something my partner's family managed to get by cutting in line to get us our marriage certificate.

He just left home, that really tall, really handsome guy, Auntie must have seen him, right?

Nowadays, newlyweds don't wear traditional Chinese wedding attire or wedding dresses. Families with better financial means will buy their daughters/daughters-in-law a red woolen coat, which makes them feel very proud.

However, most of that red is not a true red; it is usually brick red or purplish red. The bright, true red that Ruan Xianxian is wearing is hard to find.

The aunt, who was interested in her clothes, rolled her eyes and started praising them.

"Look, look! I've lived here my whole life and I've never seen such a tall and handsome young man."

Seeing Ruan Xianxian's happy and proud smile, the aunt knew that her flattery had worked, so she leaned closer and lowered her voice:

"That young man is obviously capable. He has such a straight posture and walks with a powerful stride. He must be a soldier, or even an officer."

I shouldn't say this on our first meeting, but you look so lucky and well-connected, my dear. Could you let me cut in line and get one of these clothes too?

Our family also has a big event coming up soon. My future granddaughter-in-law is wonderful in every way, except she loves to dress up. I bet she'll be so happy wearing this dress on her wedding day!

“What’s so difficult about that?” Ruan Xianxian patted his chest. “Heilongjiang Province not only exports the down jacket I’m wearing, but it also produces it domestically.”

This will be in Beijing by the end of the year at the latest.

Then, changing the subject, she said, "If you're in a hurry, give me a copy of your sister-in-law's size and ask my boyfriend to have someone send her one."

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