After Tong Xuelu finished speaking, she stared at him with her almond-shaped eyes.
The air in the kitchen began to heat up. It was already autumn, but it made people feel inexplicably hot.
Wen Rugui blushed, and his ears and neck also turned red.
He looked at Tong Xuelu, his heartbeat accelerated, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat uncontrollably.
Didn't Zhou Yan say that girls are more shy?
Why didn't she look shy at all?
He came to the kitchen on purpose, originally wanting to find a chance to make their relationship clear.
Who would have thought that before he even opened his mouth, she asked him bluntly if he liked her, catching him off guard!
Although things were a little beyond his expectations, it also disrupted his plans.
But since he has confirmed his feelings for her, he will definitely not deny it, nor will he play hard to get at this time.
Wen Rugui took a deep breath, stared at her with his black eyes, and said word by word: "Yes, I like you, Comrade Tong." Yes, I like
you, Comrade Tong.
His voice was low and clear, and in such a night, it made a sound.
It was like a feather gently touching the tip of the heart, making people's hearts itch.
Tong Xuelu looked at him.
He stood under the incandescent light, and the light made his facial features extremely three-dimensional, with long and thick eyelashes, a straight nose, and black eyes staring at her without blinking.
She had heard men's confessions many times before she crossed into the book, and she had heard them all, no matter how direct or passionate.
Compared to them, Wen Rugui's words seemed simple and unsophisticated, but they were the most romantic confession she had ever heard, and the one that moved her the most.
At first, she flirted with him out of habit, and also because he was too good.
Later, he treated her better and better, and she saw it all bit by bit.
If she said that she didn't feel anything, she would definitely be lying.
"Comrade Wen..."
"Comrade Tong..."
The two voices rang out at the same time.
Wen Rugui felt his whole body tense up when she was stared at by her, and his heartbeat was so fast that he almost couldn't bear it.
He was about to ask her if she was willing to be his partner, but she unexpectedly spoke up.
Wen Rugui took another deep breath and said politely, "Comrade Tong, you speak first."
Tong Xuelu tilted her head and looked at him with a smile in her eyes, "Comrade Wen, let's get to know each other without the purpose of being a hooligan, right?"
If the purpose is not to be a hooligan, then the purpose is to get married?
"Bang".
The blood in his body rushed to his face, and Wen Rugui blushed so much that he almost bled: "Comrade Tong means that you agree to be my partner, right?"
Tong Xuelu nodded, then shook her head: "For the time being, we can't be considered a real partner. Before we become a partner, Comrade Wen must pursue me first."
"If Comrade Wen passes my test, then we can be partners. Comrade Wen, are you willing?"
Men are like dogs. They often don't cherish feelings that are too easy to get.
Besides, she didn't know Wen Rugui well enough, and knew nothing about his family. Giving him a chance to pursue her would also allow her to get to know this man more deeply.
Wen Rugui nodded heavily: "I do!"
"Puchi——"
This "I do" was crisp and firm, which reminded Tong Xulu of the promise she made at the wedding, and she couldn't help laughing out loud.
Wen Rugui's face turned even redder.
He didn't know what she was laughing at, he only knew that she looked very beautiful when she laughed.
More beautiful than flowers, gentler than the morning light, and more brilliant than the sun.
He couldn't take his eyes off her.
The autumn night was long, and the chirping of unknown insects could be vaguely heard outside, accompanied by the sound of the wind, making such a night seem even warmer.
A small insect flew over and landed on Wen Rugui's hair.
Tong Xuelu moved towards him, slightly tiptoeing.
Wen Rugui's breath was caught, and the scent of her fragrant grass filled his nose. Her hair brushed his chin, making him itch.
He wanted to reach out and touch her, but was afraid of scaring her.
For a moment, he was as stiff as a sculpture.
Tong Xuelu raised her head and brushed the bugs off his hair, then raised her head slightly and curled her lips: "There is a bug on your head, but I brushed it off for you."
Wen Rugui tensed up and said stiffly: "Thank you!"
Tong Xuelu saw how nervous he was and couldn't help but want to tease him, but there was still a long way to go, so she decided to take it easy
. After that, she stepped back two steps and put some distance between them: "Comrade Wen, let's make mooncakes together." It turned out
that it was just brushing off mosquitoes...
Wen Rugui felt a sense of indescribable disappointment in his heart, and pursed his lips and said: "Okay."
After that, he added, "I'll go outside to wash my hands."
His palms were full of sweat, and it would be embarrassing if she saw it.
There was water in the house, so why did he need to go outside to wash his hands?
Tong Xuelu looked at his fleeing back, and couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth.
Because of the limited ingredients, Tong Xuelu only made Suzhou-style fresh meat mooncakes and red bean paste mooncakes. In addition to preparing portions for Wen Rugui and others, there were also portions for the Wei family next door and the Tong family over there.
After the mooncakes were kneaded, Wen Rugui followed Tong Xuelu's instructions and put the plate of mooncakes on a low fire to bake.
The sausages in the big pot were also ready at this time, and the kitchen was filled with the aroma of brined meat.
Tong Xuelu was just serving the halved pig intestines when Jiang Danhong came in with two plates of wrapped raw dumplings: "Comrade Tong, the dumplings are ready. Where do you want to cook them?"
Tong Xuelu didn't hesitate to say: "Use this pot, but this pot has just been used to cook halved pig intestines,
so it needs to be cleaned." Sometimes being too polite to someone will make them uncomfortable.
Sure enough, seeing that Tong Xuelu didn't treat her as an outsider, Jiang Danhong's sullen face relaxed a lot.
She put the raw dumplings on the stove, took the big pot and went outside to wash them.
Soon the dumplings were cooked, and the cold bean sprouts were also ready, and they could finally eat.
Pu Jianyi grinned and said, "Comrade Tong, happy birthday to you!"
The gift he gave was a big red kettle with yellow and white peony flowers printed on it.
It looked ugly and festive, very old-fashioned, but very practical.
Their family just needed a kettle, and winter was coming, and it would be very inconvenient without one.
Jiang Danhong also took out something to congratulate her: "Xuelu, happy birthday to you."
The two of them had just gotten to know each other in the kitchen, and agreed to call each other by name, so they didn't have to call each other comrade anymore.
She gave him a Hero brand fountain pen, which was also a very valuable gift in that era.
"Thank you, Sister Danhong."
Tong Xuelu didn't expect that she would give such an expensive gift, and she felt a little guilty.
But she didn't say she wouldn't accept it. For someone like Jiang Danhong who has a strong sense of self-esteem, if she didn't accept it at this time, she would think too much.
Sure enough, seeing Tong Xuelu accept the gift, Jiang Danhong twitched her lips and finally showed a hint of smile.
Pu Jianyi looked at Jiang Danhong, then at Tong Xuelu, and said, "When did you two become so good friends?"
Jiang Danhong never had a good face towards him, and pretended not to hear what he said.
Tong Xuelu noticed something was wrong between them, and she was curious and said, "Of course women have more topics to talk about than men. What's so strange about that?"
Pu Jianyi said, "So that's the case. That's great. You can persuade Comrade Jiang to give up reporting her father-in-law and husband."
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the living room suddenly became cold.
Jiang Danhong's face suddenly darkened, and anger gushed out from her eyes.
If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, I'm afraid she would slap him!
Tong Xulu didn't expect Pu Jianyi to be such a big pig's hoof. Her face darkened and she said, "Why should I advise you? Don't advise others to be kind without experiencing their suffering. You haven't experienced her suffering. What right do you have to advise her that she is kind and generous?" Pu
Jianyi looked embarrassed and explained, "No, I just..."
"You're the one!" Tong Xulu interrupted him without any hesitation, "If one day you are raped and your back door is exposed by a man, and he has an 80-year-old mother and a three-year-old child, and his wife begs you to let him go, will you let him go?"
Pu Jianyi: "..."
Wen Rugui: "
..." Jiang Danhong: "..."
Tong Jiaming blushed, and Tong Jiaming and Tong Mianmian both looked confused.
Tong Mianmian tilted her head and said in a baby voice: "Sister, what is the back door? What will happen if the back door explodes?"
Pu Jianyi: "..."
Hearing the little girl's question, Tong Xuelu almost burst out laughing: "The back door is the door at the back. If it explodes, it can't be used."
Tong Mianmian thought about it and seemed to understand. She turned to Pu Jianyi and said: "Uncle Pu, then you have to keep an eye on the back door!"
Pu Jianyi: "…………"
"Puchi——"
Tong Xuelu couldn't help laughing anymore.
Jiang Danhong's face lightened up a little after hearing these innocent words.
Pu Jianyi's face turned the color of pig liver, and he seemed to finally realize that he had said something bad. He scratched his head and said: "Okay, I won't say it anymore. I'm sorry, Comrade Jiang, I apologize to you!"
As he said that, he stood up and saluted Jiang Danhong.
Jiang Danhong still didn't look at him well. Pu
Jianyi looked embarrassed and turned to Tong Mianmian and said, "Little boy, you call that brother Wen and you call me Uncle Pu. Did you make a mistake? I'm half a year younger than that brother!"
Tong Xuelu looked shocked and said, "You're younger than Comrade Wen?"
Pu Jianyi: "Why, can't you tell? I think my face looks pretty young."
Tong Xuelu rolled her eyes and said, "I really can't tell. If you hadn't said it, I would have thought you were 35 years old this year!"
In fact, it wasn't that exaggerated, but Wen Rugui's face was very young, and he really looked several years younger than him.
Pu Jianyi: "…………"
Pu Jianyi was deeply shocked and didn't want to speak anymore. He turned his grief and anger into appetite.
The pig intestines were different from what they had eaten before. They had no strange smell, were soft, glutinous, fragrant, fat but not greasy, and the more you chewed, the more fragrant it became. They were very popular with everyone.
After the meal, everyone worked together to clean up the table.
Tong Xuelu walked out of the hall with the bowl, and Jiang Danhong followed behind her: "Thank you for speaking for me just now."
Tong Xuelu curled her lips: "I'm not speaking for you, I'm telling the truth. In this matter, except for Sister Danhong, you are qualified to say the word forgiveness, no one else has!"
Haruki Murakami once said: If there is a solid high wall here and an egg that hits the wall and breaks, I will always stand on the side of the egg. Yes, no matter how right the high wall is and how wrong the egg is, I will still stand on the side of the egg.
Right or wrong is not decided by others, and forgiveness is not a matter of moving the upper and lower lips.
What Jiang Danhong has been through was already hard enough, why do irrelevant people persuade her to be magnanimous?
When Jiang Danhong heard her words, the corners of her mouth were tightly pursed into a line, and her eyes were slightly red.
In addition to Wen Rugui, Tong Xulu was the first person who showed kindness to her.
After dinner, Tong Mianmian felt a little sleepy, so Tong Xulu carried her to the room to sleep.
The little girl fell asleep as soon as her head touched the pillow.
Tong Jiaming took Tong Jiaxin to the study to do homework.
Seeing that it was still early, Tong Xulu suggested playing a game.
She brought a glass bottle from the kitchen and said to everyone, "This game is called Truth or Dare, and the rules are very simple."
"The first person spins the bottle, and whoever the bottle lands on loses. They must answer a question from the person who spins the bottle, and they can't lie. If they refuse to answer, the person who spun the bottle can hit the other person's palm."
Then she took out a wooden board. The board was not thick, but it hurt when it hit the palm.
Pu Jianyi had never played such a game before. He smiled and said yes repeatedly, his face full of excitement.
Wen Rugui and Jiang Danhong had no objections either.
So the game began.
Tong Xuelu spun the bottle first, and the bottle spun around and finally stopped facing Pu Jianyi.
Pu Jianyi was stunned for a moment, and said excitedly: "Comrade Tong, you ask, I'm ready!"
Tong Xuelu curled the corners of her lips and showed a sly smile: "Comrade Pu, if a man broke into your back door, would you forgive him?" Pu
Jianyi: "..."
What the hell, what kind of question is this?
Wen Rugui and Jiang Danhong were both stunned for a moment, and then they both understood that Tong Xuelu wanted to mess with Pu Jianyi!
Pu Jianyi was not stupid either. He gritted his teeth and said, "Go ahead and hit me. I refuse to answer your questions!"
Tong Xuelu picked up the wooden board and hit him hard on the palm. Pu
Jianyi gasped in relief as he felt a pain in his palm.
This woman is so cruel!
He just said something extra. Why did she do such a cruel thing to him? !
It was Jiang Danhong's turn next.
Unfortunately, the bottle stopped at Pu Jianyi again.
Jiang Danhong: "Comrade Pu, if a man broke your back door, would you forgive him?"
It was exactly the same question as Tong Xuelu.
Pu Jianyi's mouth twitched fiercely for a few times: "..."
Was she doing this on purpose or on purpose or on purpose?
Pu Jianyi finally refused to answer. Jiang Danhong picked up the wooden board and hit Pu Jianyi's hand hard.
Jiang Danhong had worked as a farmer in the countryside for more than ten years, so she was much stronger than Tong Xuelu.
After this hit, Pu Jianyi's palm suddenly became red and swollen.
He began to regret playing this game.
The next turn was Wen Rugui.
He gently spun the bottle, and the bottle spun a circle and finally stopped facing Tong Xuelu.
Tong Xuelu blinked at him: "Comrade Wen, what question do you want to ask me?"
Wen Rugui met her eyes, and his heart itched again, but he couldn't think of a way: "Comrade Tong, what is your favorite food?"
Before Tong Xuelu opened her mouth, Pu Jianyi protested: "Your question is too simple, isn't it? Change it!"
The protest was ineffective.
Tong Xuelu said, "Pork ribs, I like pork ribs cooked in any way."
Wen Rugui kept the answer in mind.
The air was filled with pink bubbles that no one else could see.
Then it was finally Pu Jianyi's turn.
Pu Jianyi licked his lips, glanced at Tong Xuelu and Jiang Danhong, and prepared to show off his skills.
He turned the bottle hard, and the bottle spun wildly, finally stopping at Tong Xuelu.
Pu Jianyi chuckled, "Comrade Tong, didn't you agree that you can ask any questions?"
Tong Xuelu nodded, "Yes."
Pu Jianyi laughed again, "Comrade Tong, do you like comrades like Wen Rugui?"
As soon as the words fell, the living room was quiet for a few seconds.
Pu Jianyi thought Tong Xuelu would definitely be embarrassed to answer, and then he could "retaliate" back.
Who knew that Tong Xuelu was not shy at all.
She just nodded: "Of course, Comrade Wen is good-looking, kind-hearted, and knowledgeable. He is completely different from Comrade Pu, who likes to talk nonsense and looks anxious. I believe that anyone who is not blind will like such an excellent person!"
Pu Jianyi: "…………"
Damn, is he here to be abused today?
Why did you bring him up when you were talking to him? How did
he look old?
Anyone who is not blind will like Wen Rugui. Does it mean that someone who likes him is blind?
Wen Rugui's face flushed again, and when no one noticed, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
Jiang Danhong did not notice the pink bubble between Tong Xuelu and Wen Rugui. She thought about what Tong Xuelu said and gave her affirmation in her heart.
She felt that Wen Rugui was a hundred times, no, a thousand times, ten thousand times better than Pu Jianyi!
The next time he was better, it was not known whether it was a coincidence or Pu Jianyi was just too unlucky, the mouth of the bottle turned to him six times out of ten.
After one night, both of his palms were swollen.
It was so unlucky.
It was getting late at night, and several people were preparing to leave.
Tong Xulu quickly packed the prepared moon cakes for them to take back.
Pu Jianyi soon found something wrong, Wen Rugui and Jiang Danhong had four each, but he only had two.
Pu Jianyi pressed his tongue against his back teeth, looking like he had a toothache: "Comrade Tong, why do I only have two? Are you deliberately taking revenge on me?"
Tong Xuelu nodded without disguising: "Yes, because you said the wrong thing before. People like you who don't respect women and comrades don't deserve to eat moon cakes! If it weren't for the fact that you counted it as a hot water bottle, I wouldn't want to give you these two!"
Pu Jianyi: "…………"
Okay, he deserves it, he will never say that again!
Jiang Danhong looked at Tong Xuelu gratefully, feeling warm in her heart.
It was as if she was walking alone in the tired night, and suddenly someone stuffed a hot water bottle into her arms.
Wen Rugui stood aside and looked at Tong Xuelu without saying a word, but there was pride in his eyes.
She is so kind and deserves all the good things in the world.
When walking out of the door, Wen Rugui's steps suddenly became slower and slower.
Tong Xuelu rolled her eyes and said, "Comrade Wen, please wait a moment. I forgot to return something to you."
Wen Rugui was stunned for a moment, then suddenly had an idea. He coughed and said, "Jianyi, please send Comrade Jiang back. It's getting late. You don't have to wait for me."
Jiang Danhong lived in a different direction from Wen Rugui, so she didn't say anything.
"Okay."
Pu Jianyi glanced at Wen Rugui, and felt that something was wrong between the two of them.
But based on the previous wrong words, he didn't dare to say anything at this moment.
After Pu Jianyi and Jiang Danhong left, Wen Rugui turned around and looked at Tong Xuelu: "Comrade Tong, happy birthday."
Tong Xuelu looked up at him: "You just said it."
Wen Rugui blushed: "I'll say it again." He made up for what he hadn't said before.
Tong Xuelu: "When will Comrade Wen have the next holiday?"
"No holiday."
Tong Xuelu blinked: "So, Comrade Wen has no time to meet me? That's a pity, I also want to wear a 'Dacron' skirt for Comrade Wen to see, now it seems there is no chance."
Wen Rugui's eyelashes trembled, his heart beat like thunder: "I can take a leave."
Tong Xuelu tilted his head, with an innocent look: "Will this be bad?"
Wen Rugui shook his head quickly: "No, I will finish the base's things in advance and then take a leave!"
If he said he wanted to date someone, the dean might give him half a month's leave!
Tong Xuelu curled his lips: "That's great, then see you next Sunday?"
Bang bang bang!
Wen Rugui's heartbeat quickened, and his face flushed as he said, "Okay, see you next Sunday."
Tong Xuelu couldn't help but want to laugh when she saw how serious he was: "Comrade Wen, wait a moment."
After that, she ran inside and took out four more mooncakes.
"These are for you to take back, for your grandfather and that cousin to eat."
Wen Rugui's eyes lit up. He was just worried that he would only be able to eat one mooncake after taking it back.
Now he can hide the mooncake and eat it slowly.
After Wen Rugui left, Tong Xuelu closed the door and went back.
When she walked into the living room, she saw Tong Jiaming's three siblings standing by the table. When they saw her come in, they said in unison: "Sister, happy birthday to you!"
After that, the three of them took out their respective gifts.
Tong Jiaming and Tong Jiaxin bought a mirror together.
Tong Mianmian gave 19 candies, which she had saved for a long time.
Tong Xuelu looked at them, feeling warm in her heart: "Thank you, I like the gifts."
Hearing this, several people smiled happily.
Tong Mianmian kicked her short legs and ran over, hugged Tong Xuelu's face and kissed her several times: "Mianmian likes sister the most!"
The little girl's big watery eyes flickered, and her fair face had wrinkles from just waking up.
"Sister also likes Mianmian the most."
Tong Jiaming stood aside and watched them, thinking that it turned out that the word "sister" was not that difficult to say.
The next day was Mid-Autumn Festival. Tong Xuelu originally wanted to go to the Tong family there to give gifts, but it started to rain before dawn.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and it was impossible to go out.
She had to give up.
She held an umbrella and sent the mooncakes to the Wei family next door, and the Wei family gave her a fish.
Because of the rain, this Mid-Autumn Festival was not festive at all, and many people could not go out to enjoy the moon.
At this time, Old Man Wen was sitting on the sofa, eating fresh meat mooncakes and sighing: "Why did it rain for no reason?"
After receiving the mooncakes from Miss Nencao, he originally wanted Wen Rugui to send some good things to the girl as a return gift.
Now it rains too hard and
he has to give up. Uncle Zong especially likes to eat red bean paste mooncakes: "It can't be helped that it rains, but Miss Nencao's cooking skills are really amazing. The commander said before that he wanted to take her in as his goddaughter, and I think this is feasible!"
If the commander takes her in as his goddaughter, he will have a good meal in the future.
Old Master Wen glanced at Wen Rugui and said, "If some people don't live up to expectations, I will have no choice but to accept them as my goddaughters."
Wen Rugui took a bite of the mooncake and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
He will go on a date with his potential partner next week.
Who is not living up to expectations?
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