Lou Xiao'e frowned and gave Li Qinghe a complicated look, "Alas, this is not entirely your fault. Keep it to yourself. Go back quickly, or Xu Damao will come back."
Li Qinghe muttered in his heart that Xu Damao would not come back and was currently being given a winter spa by He Yuzhu in the kitchen.
But he said, "Sis, things have come to this, I won't hide some things from you."
"Xu Damao was a projectionist in the factory and had to go to the countryside frequently. When he was showing movies in the commune, he often hooked up with young widows and the like. I heard that he had mistresses in several communes. I couldn't say much before, but now that we are like this, I won't hide it from you."
Anger flashed across Lou Xiao'e's face, but she immediately suppressed it, "Okay, I understand. You can go back now."
She did not doubt Li Qinghe's words. Xu Damao had been dissatisfied with her for a long time because they had not had a child for three years after their marriage. Since he could not have a child with her, he naturally had a lot of thoughts. It was normal for him to find a woman who could give birth to a child for him. If it were before, she might have chosen to swallow her anger out of guilt. But it had been proven that it was Xu Damao who had problems and could not have children, so she did not intend to endure it.
Li Qinghe sat down on the bed again and held Lou Xiaoe who wanted to dodge away. "Sister, I have something to tell you. We have already had sex, and I must be responsible for you. When I was communicating with electricians from other factories before, I heard something that is very important to you."
"When several leaders in their factory were discussing, he overheard a conversation between them. They said that the wind direction has changed. It will become more and more difficult for your family to get married. Even if you marry Xu Damao, it may not work. You should go back and tell your uncle. It's better to do it as soon as possible. Do you understand what I mean?"
Lou Xiao'e was startled, a thin layer of sweat oozing down her back, "You mean..."
Although she has little social experience, she understands many things. Recently, every time she goes home, she always feels something is wrong, and her father no longer has his usual smile.
Combined with Li Qinghe's words, she suddenly understood.
"Some things can't be said too clearly. My friend didn't hear the whole conversation, but it's certain that the wind direction must be changing. Tell your uncle and he should know what to do. By the way, tell him to go to Hong Kong. Although it's chaotic, it's very suitable for your development. Come back in seven or eight years, and things will be very different." Li Qinghe patted her shoulder and didn't elaborate. "Sister Xiao'e, you take a rest. I'll go back first."
At this time, Lou Xiao'e's eyes flickered. She had to take the matter concerning the life and death of her family seriously.
She felt that what Li Qinghe said was true, otherwise her father would not have had that expression when she returned home last time, and even her mother looked much more worried.
I'm going to go home in the next two days to talk to my father and ask if it's feasible to go to Hong Kong City. If I really can't stay here, I'll go there to hide.
Thinking of this, she stood up and prepared to lock the door, but just as she was about to stand up, she sat back on the bed.
"You little brat, you're such a beast, you don't know how to restrain yourself."
She blushed and spat lightly. Thinking that Xu Damao had not come back yet, she decided to leave the door open. She tidied the bed and lay down again.
Her mind was blank at this moment, and she thought about what had just happened. Now she knew what a real woman was.
Although I feel weak all over now, I feel very satisfied and my skin feels better.
Then she was a little entangled. How should she deal with her relationship with Li Qinghe in the future? Pretend not to know him? That won't work. They are neighbors. How can she explain that he suddenly ignored her? And she couldn't bear to let him go.
Forget it, I don’t want to think about it anymore, I’ll just take it one step at a time.
I covered my face with the quilt irritably and said, "Go to sleep."
Li Qinghe had no worries, but felt refreshed. When he returned home and saw the chicken shivering in the cage, he remembered that he had not put it into the space, so he put it in. After drinking a few sips of spring water, he recovered and explored the space with a cooing sound.
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At this time, at the Jia family, Qin Jingru was discussing with Qin Huairu: "Cousin, please introduce me to that Li Qinghe. I don't want to go on a blind date with Sha Zhu. Just by hearing his name, I know he is not a good person and he is too old."
The one she is thinking about now is Li Qinghe, who is beautiful, has a high salary, and is the orphan of a martyr. Compared with him, He Yuzhu is nothing.
"What's going on? He Yuzhu is not bad, with a salary of 37.5 yuan, and he's a cook. As the saying goes, a cook will never starve to death in a famine, and he has no worries about food and clothing. Why does he still fall for Li Qinghe?" Jia Zhang turned her head and asked curiously.
"What else could it be? I'm just too picky." Qin Huairu curled her lips. "I saw that Li Qinghe's salary was not lower than He Yuzhu's, he was young, and he was the orphan of a martyr, so I fell in love with him."
"That's true." Jia Zhang agreed with this statement. When Li Qinghe's father died, she saw so much pension and wanted to cheat Li Qinghe to take advantage of it, but the title of martyr's orphan scared her off.
"How about you try introducing me?"
If Qin Jingru and Li Qinghe really got together, not only would it help their family, but the title of a martyr's orphan would bring her a lot of benefits.
"Oh, Mom, this is not easy. I just promised to take my cousin to a blind date, but I introduced her to someone else without even meeting her. What will she say to me? He Yuzhu has helped our family a lot. Can we still live in the yard if we do this?" Qin Huairu looked embarrassed.
"He Yuzhu is not bad, how could he not be worthy of a country girl like her? Besides, with Li Qinghe's conditions, it's not hard to find a good girl in the city. Why does he have to find a country girl like her?"
"No, you praised me for being pretty today, so why would you need to be so clever...that poem must have attracted me." Qin Jingru was a little anxious.
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