"Did you go to see Li Chengbin?"
Bai Lu had an unusually cold expression, and even her voice lacked its usual softness and gentleness, sounding chilly.
Xiao Cheng's lip was injured. The two cracks were supposed to heal in the next couple of days, but when he looked this morning, well, they had seamlessly closed up and the cracks had gotten even bigger.
A bruise covered the area, creating a stark contrast with the cracked, bleeding lips—both were bad!
Bai Lu is very angry.
The force required to roll the egg is quite strong.
The heat made Xiao Cheng frown. He raised his deep eyes slightly and met the girl's unusually cold face. The ferocity in his eyes inexplicably lessened: "He's asking for death."
His deep, indifferent voice was both calm and stubborn.
"Yes, yes, yes!" Bai Lu pressed down hard. "Everyone else is courting death, but you're courting life."
Xiao Cheng felt that the burning sensation was more painful than bruises and cracks. He had always waited for his injuries to heal on their own before, and had never used this method before, so he didn't know if it would work.
His tone remained cold and stubborn: "If we don't teach him a lesson, he won't know how to behave."
She should have known that Xiao Cheng's personality was one of violence to combat violence, impulsiveness, and acting without considering the consequences.
Even if warnings were given in advance, it was to no avail.
Bai Lu was exasperated and, in a fit of anger, pressed down on the egg and rolled it around his mouth several times.
Then he stopped, his tone as calm and cold as ever: "Have you thought about me? Have you thought about Xiaowei? Have you thought about the child in my belly? Have you thought about what would happen if Li Chengbin brought more people to retaliate against you? If something happens to you, am I supposed to take the child and Xiaowei and remarry?"
"Or should we live like Wang Cuihua?"
It wasn't that Bai Lu was slandering Wang Cuihua, but rather what kind of consequences and inconveniences would a defenseless woman face living alone in this feudal era.
Wang Cuihua is a living example.
Since Xiao Cheng didn't care about her and Xiao Wei, she could only bring up the "child" in her belly.
No one knows better than Xiao Cheng the life of a blended family; it was his past filled with countless dark years.
He would not allow his children to live a life of hunger, cold, homelessness, and near-freezing to death.
It's impossible for Bai Lu to live the kind of life Wang Cuihua did. If Liu Guanggun is gone, there will be Wang Guanggun, Li Guanggun... This time, he really didn't think things through.
Xiao Cheng wasn't an unreasonable person, but his early experiences had shaped him into someone who would resort to violence to solve problems. Bai Lu's words were enough to enlighten him, making him understand the consequences of acting impulsively and realize the inappropriateness of his actions. His tone naturally softened.
"I will be more careful in the future."
This is already the extent of his apology.
Bai Lu's expression remained cold, and her tone showed no emotion whatsoever: "You don't need to pay attention."
"Anyway, I'm nobody to you, Xiaowei isn't nobody to you, and the baby in your belly isn't nobody to you either. Do whatever you want, don't worry about us. If something happens to you, Xiaowei, the baby, and I will be orphans and beg on the streets, and that's none of your business."
Bai Lu is also a person with a temper.
The official education she received from childhood taught her not to make a scene when faced with a problem, but to handle the issue rationally first, and then finally to adopt the appropriate attitude.
Compromise without restraint makes the cost of making mistakes too low, which only makes people reckless and repeat the same mistakes over and over again.
Xiao Cheng finally realized from Bai Lu's roundabout and contradictory words that she was angry.
Because she stopped rolling eggs for him.
I cooked lunch and also made boiled fish, spicy and sour chicken giblets, stir-fried pork kidneys, stir-fried pork intestines, and stir-fried duck meat, all of which were spicy and looked very red.
There was quite a bit of green, like green chili peppers.
The spiciness was so intense that Xiao Cheng was practically spitting fire, and the wound on his lip was so painfully burned that it was unforgettable.
Even Xiao Wei was caught in the crossfire, his face turning bright red from the spiciness, and his lips becoming as red as sausages.
Fortunately, every dish was delicious, and since his mouth wasn't injured, he ate heartily and couldn't stop.
Only Xiao Cheng was injured both physically and mentally.
He used to get injured and would just cook some noodles to get by. Later, Bailu moved in and stopped eating chili peppers, never cooking any dishes with chili peppers.
This time, contrary to her usual practice, she gave him such a "generous" reward; it must have been quite a challenge for her.
In the afternoon, Xiao Dazhuang brought over a few crucian carp, saying that when his mother went to the river to wash her mosquito net, an acquaintance happened to be fishing there and gave them to her. Knowing that Bailu was pregnant, he specially asked him to bring them over so that he could make fish soup for Bailu.
Bai Lu made an extra spicy crucian carp soup.
Even the vegetables for dinner had chili peppers added.
Although the fish soup was delicious and the vegetables were good, Xiao Cheng and Xiao Wei felt that it was even spicier than in the morning.
Bai Lu didn't speak to either of them all day.
After showering, she would wash her clothes right there in the bathroom and hang them up on a clothes rack as soon as she came out.
They didn't give Xiao Cheng any chance to curry favor.
When she went to sleep, she rolled up in the blanket as always. In the past, she would chat with Xiao Cheng for a few words, but tonight she turned away and faced the wall, not even glancing at him.
She has quite a temper.
I've been angry all day and I still haven't calmed down.
Xiao Cheng pursed his lips, which were still swollen from the spiciness. Looking at the girl's back, bathed in the moonlight streaming through the window, his gaze softened.
He made the biggest concession he could, and said to her back as she walked away, "I'll listen to you from now on, okay?"
Bai Lu could tell he was unwilling as soon as she heard it; the last three words were clearly just a perfunctory response.
"Do whatever you want, you don't have to listen to me. I'm nobody to you, Xiaowei is nobody to you, and the baby in your belly is nobody to you. If something happens to you, we'll have to beg on the streets, and that's none of your business."
She repeated what she had said that morning.
Xiao Cheng had never coaxed anyone before, nor had he ever interacted with a girl, and he had no idea how to appease Bai Lu. He slowly reached out and gently placed his hand on her stomach through the blanket, preparing to say a few kind words.
Unexpectedly, Bailu suddenly shook the blanket.
The force was so great that it shook his hand off, and then he shrank into the blanket, not even his head showing, completely turning into a rice dumpling.
Xiao Cheng was at his wit's end and whispered a reminder: "Your head is suffocating inside, it's hard to breathe."
"It's none of your business."
A muffled groan came from under the covers.
She has quite a temper.
Xiao Cheng chuckled softly, finding her tantrum rather cute, and gently coaxed, "Stop it."
The groans from under the covers grew louder.
Then it became completely quiet, motionless, even the sound of breathing was cut off.
After a while, the rice dumpling remained motionless, not even moving. Xiao Cheng stared at it for three seconds, then softly called out "Bai Lu," but received no response.
He slowly extended his hand.
After a lot of effort, I managed to slowly pull the blanket down from Bailu's head without waking her, until it was about an inch below her neck.
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