Chapter 257 Fried Fish
Bai Lu is wearing the white velvet dress that Xiao Cheng bought for her last time. She looks pure, elegant, and has an unparalleled temperament. A touch of pink floral accents her ear, and her clear, pure eyes are slightly curved, her beautiful eyes sparkling and her smile charming.
Her smile is like a hundred flowers in bloom, making even the most beautiful landscape pale in comparison.
"nice."
In his entire life, Xiao Cheng only ever said those two words to Bai Lu, and the first and second times were both for her.
In the past, the word "beautiful" seemed superficial to him, until he met "White Dew" before him.
Superficiality shines into reality, sunlight sweeps away the gloom, takes root in the darkness, and ignites a warm flame in the icy snow. Only then does he understand that beauty is more than just a judgment.
It is the clear and gentle outline etched in my heart, the lingering smile in my mind.
The brothers below have said more than once that Bailu is beautiful, intelligent, gentle, and wonderful...
They hadn't read many books, their words were inarticulate, and they used the same few adjectives to praise Bai Lu, but that didn't stop them from being incredibly envious of him every time they praised him.
Xiao Cheng, however, envied his drunken self.
Only when she's drunk will Bailu let go of all her inhibitions, be infinitely tolerant of him, treat him like a child, and forgive everything he does.
She is not an indecisive person; the reason that makes her hesitate must be of paramount importance.
A lifetime is long; Xiao Cheng can wait.
"What are you thinking about?" Bai Lu felt a little flustered by Xiao Cheng's gaze and couldn't help but interrupt him.
The boss's gaze was so profound, it could penetrate the depths of one's soul; even she couldn't withstand it.
Just as Xiao Cheng was about to say something, he suddenly heard voices coming from the bushes opposite him. He put his arm around Bai Lu and retreated into the shadows, stopping only when they were in a secluded spot.
Bai Lu also heard the familiar voices and turned around to ask Xiao Cheng in a low voice, "Should we squat down?"
Xiao Cheng was averse to squatting down and refused without thinking: "No need."
Bai Lu decisively pulled him down to squat with her.
Xiao Cheng: "..."
"You..." "Shh!"
Bai Lu placed a finger near Xiao Cheng's lips, glanced at the person opposite her, and shook her head, indicating that he should prioritize the overall situation.
Xiao Cheng's gaze moved from the slender jade fingers pressed against her lips to her face, and then straight down.
Bai Lu followed his gaze downwards and then realized that she had stepped on the big boss's foot.
Moreover, it doesn't look like I stepped on it right after I squatted down; it seems like I stepped on it while backing away.
Bai Lu immediately moved away, offering an awkward yet polite smile: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."
No sooner had the words been spoken than voices and the heavy thud of a dragging object came from the other side of the bushes.
"Brother Feng, should we bomb this place?"
"Why fry this place? There aren't even any small fish. Can't you see the big fish are all down there? Fry the ones down there."
"The other people are having a competition down there. If we blow up the boat, so many people will throw us into the river."
"Why make it so complicated? Why not just blast the big fish off the shore too!"
"I'm afraid that won't work. Xinzhen is Cheng-ge's stronghold. I heard that Cheng-ge is also participating in the dragon boat race this year. I don't know if he made it to the finals. There must be some place on or off the shore where Cheng-ge is. If we accidentally blow up Cheng-ge, he will definitely fight you."
"Tsk—why would he participate in this piece of junk? What's the grand prize for first place?"
"A king-sized rice dumpling weighing thirty pounds."
"What the hell? Xiao Cheng has stooped so low as to fight with so many people for a broken zongzi? Has he gone mad?!"
Bai Lu: "..." You're the one who's crazy.
Xiao Cheng: "..." Talking nonsense.
Wu You, the younger brother, was also speechless: "The prizes aren't important; what people want is the festive atmosphere."
Li Jianfeng's eyes lit up, shining brightly: "So if we blow them up, won't that create a festive atmosphere?"
You're kidding me!
Wu You was powerless to stop his boss's perverse sense of humor, and could only remind him: "If you blow up their team, Brother Cheng will definitely blow up our hall."
"That's perfect, I'd like to meet him too."
Li Jianfeng showed no fear whatsoever, but rather great anticipation, his gleaming eyes filled with bloodlust and madness.
Wu You was used to his alternating state of normalcy and madness. He glanced at the two sacks of special-type, incredibly powerful "torpedoes" in front of his two subordinates behind him.
"Are you sure you want to meet with Brother Cheng in this way?"
"What else?"
As soon as Li Jianfeng finished speaking, his subordinates who had gone to gather information rushed back to report.
"Cheng Ge's dragon boat team has made it to the finals."
Wu You hurriedly said, "Brother Feng, don't blow it up. If you blow Brother Cheng away, he will definitely come after you, and a fight would break out, which would be contrary to our original plan."
Li Jianfeng looked at the dragon boat team moored on the river, pressed his tongue against his back teeth, and curled a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth.
"I want to see the fish-frying performance."
This "fish" is not a fish. Wu You is very concerned about the overall situation: "Then let's wait until the final is decided before we explode it."
"Why?" Li Jianfeng tilted his head and gave Wu You an even more desolate and eerie smile.
"Wouldn't it be better to blow it up now? Let everyone know that someone from Pingcheng has come. It's me—Li Jianfeng. Let all the forty-odd town leaders here recognize me."
Wu You's face twitched: "They already know you, and some of them are even Li Chengbin's men. If we blow them up, we'll go too far and cause trouble."
"I'm afraid of him?" Li Jianfeng continued to laugh.
Wu You felt a chill run down his spine: "Aren't you afraid? Let's give Cheng Ge and Li Chengbin some face and not hold this dragon boat race. After they decide the winner, we'll bomb the last place as a punishment. What do you think?"
“Only fry the last boatload of fish…” Li Jianfeng stroked his chin, pondering reluctantly.
Bai Lu, crouching in the bushes, frowned, her expression beyond words.
The conversation flowed like a revolving lantern, and finally she whispered to Xiao Cheng, "Does he often go crazy like this?"
Xiao Cheng was right behind Bai Lu, very close, so close that he could smell the fresh and delicate fragrance of her hair, and a strand of hair was blown by the wind and brushed against his face.
He calmly and quietly took it down.
He spoke casually, answering a question that had nothing to do with him: "Every now and then."
Bai Lu pursed her lips, puzzled: "He was perfectly normal when he gave us gifts a few days ago. How did he suddenly go crazy? I'm afraid this guy has some serious illness."
Xiao Cheng raised his eyes slightly and glanced at the figure opposite the bushes: "He's sick."
"I made a mistake when I was eighteen and the big boss threw me into a mental hospital and locked me up for a year. This is how I ended up when I came out."
Bai Lu turned around in surprise.
Her lips met Xiao Cheng's perfectly...
The crisp, refreshing breaths mingled and seemed to freeze the air, as if time itself had stopped.
Bai Lu looked at Xiao Cheng's expressionless face, and her usually steady heartbeat skipped a beat.
He decisively stepped back, turned his face back at a normal speed, and quietly brought the topic back to the main point.
Does he go crazy when he has an episode?
(End of this chapter)
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