"It's not what you think! Anyway, she is different from before," Chen Qingxuan frowned more, took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, then stopped and whispered to Kong Wenmin, "I lost a set of underwear yesterday. At first, I thought I forgot where it was, so I didn't think much about it. Later, I was thirsty in the middle of the night, so I got up to drink tea. I felt the heat was unbearable, so I went to walk around the yard. As a result, I saw a light in the backyard. I thought my cousin was also too hot to sleep, so I went to the well to get a cool watermelon and planned to ask my cousin to come to the front yard to eat together. Who knew that I just walked to the crescent gate and heard voices coming from the backyard," Chen Qingxuan looked uncomfortable, "It was obviously my cousin talking to a man, and they were talking and laughing."
Kong Wenmin looked confused: "You said so much, but what does this have to do with you losing your shirt?"
"Can't you just keep listening?" Chen Qingxuan's face suddenly flushed. He was simply fed up with the man in front of him who always missed the point and always went off track. He glared at Kong Wenmin and said, "I was startled, so I naturally didn't dare to go into the backyard to ask my cousin to eat watermelon, but I had to figure out why there was an extra man in the house, so I kept waiting by the crescent door. Then, after an incense stick of time, I saw the door opened. First, my cousin came out with a basin of water to pour it, and then another man came out, also with a basin of water to pour. The two of them talked and laughed, and poured more than ten basins of water in succession. Then, the man dragged a bathtub out of the room and put it by the well, and drew water from the well to clean the bathtub. My cousin sat aside and watched him busy. The two of them had a very harmonious relationship. My cousin didn't even wear an outer garment, but only a middle coat and pants, exposing half of her calves. Don't you think it's strange?"
Kong Wenmin looked at Chen Qingxuan with an expression as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.
Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time and had such a suppressed expression, Chen Qingxuan couldn't help but reach out and push his lower back: "Just say what you want to say."
"You still haven't mentioned how you lost your undershirt," Kong Wenmin looked at Chen Qingxuan with a complicated expression, "I wonder if you've become stupid from reading so much? You've been talking nonstop for such a long time, your lips are worn out, but you still haven't gotten to the point."
"The shirt isn't the point! The point is the extra man in the backyard!" Chen Qingxuan was so angry that he would have taught Kong Wenmin a lesson if they weren't on the street. "How dare you say I went off track? Look, who of us went off track more?!"
"Of course it was him," Kong Wenmin suddenly pointed at a middle-aged man in his 40s or 50s who looked like a shopkeeper standing at the door of the clothing store opposite and said, "He ran away in a very wrong way, in a way you can't even imagine."
"Him? Who is he?" Chen Qingxuan also looked in the direction of his finger, looking at the shopkeeper in confusion, "Why did he go astray?"
"If he hadn't strayed, why would he have given me a sachet like that?" Kong Wenmin snorted coldly, casting his gaze on Chen Qingxuan's confused face. "If he hadn't strayed, I wouldn't have gotten a beating. I never expected that the first beating I ever received would be from a young scholar, haha."
Chen Qingxuan was startled, and then he knew what Kong Wenmin was talking about. He immediately felt uncomfortable all over, and muttered impatiently: "When did I beat you up? I just punched you."
"Hehe." Kong Wenmin snorted again.
"Alright, alright, it's been so long, and you're already old, why are you still holding a grudge?" Chen Qingxuan glared at him, and while continuing to walk forward, he was busy changing the subject, "Tell me why my cousin secretly hid a man in the backyard? And from the way they get along, I know they have known each other for quite some time, so my cousin must have hidden him in the backyard for quite a long time. I think... my cousin probably has feelings for him, but why did she hide it from me? I've always hoped that she could meet a good man, and since she has met one, why should she hide it?"
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