In the book era, my villain is super obedient

Chapter 6 (6) Today's revenge does not leave tomorrow.

When she tried the saltiness, she gave a hot hiss, but she still couldn't bear to spit it out, swallowed it wheezingly, and narrowed her almond eyes sweetly.

The sliced ​​noodles are soft yet hard, soft yet tough, pour marinade and mix well, the taste is absolutely amazing.

The smell of meat can't be hidden in this place that doesn't touch meat all year round. Even though Lu Luong used it carefully, the educated youths from several other courtyards still discovered it.

Smell the smell and look outside.

Lu Cong hurriedly blocked the windows with rags, and then dispersed.

Yan Xian also helped out as much as he could.

Lu Cong divided two aluminum lunch boxes and handed them to him.

Thank you Yan.

The knife-shaved noodles are smooth on the outside and tendons on the inside, soft but not sticky, and the more you chew, the more fragrant they become. "Scallions are indeed the best existence in the Yu family's life."

"No, no, the ancestors of the Yu family were imperial cooks, and I have not even scratched the surface of the ancestral skills."

It's not that it's lush and humble, but that her crafts are all self-taught after returning to modern times.

At that time, my uncle was the only male in the Yu family, and my aunt had a miscarriage and injured her body. She had no children for many years, so her mother could only recruit a son-in-law.

It's just that in the year when her father got married, the eldest aunt was pregnant, even if she conceived and gave birth to a daughter in October, it would still be the only child of the Yu family.

Her father will not be popular immediately, let alone her, so he really keeps a hand everywhere.

Therefore, her Uncle Yu is the only inheritor of Grandpa Yu's culinary skills, and he is now the head chef of a state-owned restaurant.

Honestly speaking, if she really has that kind of skill, it is impossible for her to lie down and die in the future. After all, the burden on her body is heavy. No matter how inward she is, she must carry forward the ancestral skill.

Uncle Yu scratched his ears, it was impossible to teach her...

Lu Cong cooks quickly and eats quickly, and cleans all the bowls and pots quickly, leaving nothing that shouldn't be left behind.

Before Yan Xian finished eating, the little girl had already cleaned the pot.

This was the first time he felt that he was eating slowly, and he had never felt that his movements were slow before.

As soon as he finished the last bite, the hand holding the bowl was empty again. Seeing that she was about to wash it, he quickly snatched it back, saying, "From now on, Xiao Cong will only be responsible for cooking, and I will wash the dishes."

"Okay!" Lu Luong responded crisply.

She just doesn't like the sticky feeling of washing the dishes, and washing the dishes hurts her hands, and it's hard to take care of her skin after a long time.

The sky turns from shallow to dark, the night is silent, and the moon is shining like a sky.

After eating and drinking, Lu Cong returned to the west courtyard.

The female educated youth who lived with her in the house were not there, and she didn't care.

The innermost one is a whole Datong shop, with broken cabinets on the outside, and a few pairs of old and dirty shoes in a mess underneath, exuding the smell of feet.

Who said that women are hardworking and clean by nature?

Half of the four in the house have sweaty feet, and the smell of sweat is also mixed with a messy sour smell.

It's a good thing she cleaned it up, otherwise she wouldn't be able to accept it...

As soon as it got dark, it became very cold. She didn't find any firewood, and she couldn't burn the kang. She was covered with an old quilt, and the cold wind penetrated into her body without any notice.

She huddled tightly into a ball, staring at the big and small cracks in the roof, through which there was little light.

A chilly wind blew by, as if a woman was crying with a broken voice.

The corner of the mouth is a little bitter.

Honestly speaking, this place is not as good as the kitchen in the East Courtyard. When Li Baijie and the others come back, I don't know what to do!

Find a way to find a comfortable nest.

People can't live more than one hundred and eighty cold and heat, so why do you work so hard?
Isn't it uncomfortable to lie flat, put it badly, and wait for death? !
It is impossible to build a house alone, not to mention lack of money, but her family is too eye-catching for a little girl, and it is easy to attract people's attention.

By the way, the six members of the East Court were all arrested by the police. Once the case is over, even if they have no major crimes, they will inevitably be sent to a more difficult place.

In this way, the door opposite to Yan's in the east courtyard became vacant.

It is convenient for her to enter the house, not only to seek some shelter, but also to have a comfort zone.

Don't talk about men and women avoiding suspicion, some brigades don't have enough conditions, and there are too many men and women living opposite each other.

As midnight approached, she covered her mouth and yawned delicately. She closed her eyes and prepared to endure the night, and her breathing slowly took longer.

Suddenly, in a light sleep, I heard the sound of approaching footsteps, as well as careful and shallow breathing.

There is a dangerous smell everywhere.

Lush opened his eyelids violently.

Li Baijie stabbed her in the face with an old-fashioned folding razor in his hand.

She raised her leg and kicked it, and shouted, "Killed, Li Baijie killed, murdered for money!"

This woman is not trying to take her life, or to disfigure her.

Enmity today, not tomorrow.

She grabbed the opponent's hair, stretched out her calf and kicked and kicked.

"Bitch...ah!" Li Baijie picked up the razor and rushed forward again, wanting to curse, but a big cold hand pinched his throat, the whole throat was squeezed together, unable to utter a sound Come.

Yan broke through the window and entered, white shirts were flying around.

The movement was swift and violent, and his knuckle fingers grabbed the opponent's throat.

Li Baijie rolled his eyes, a bright and suffocating blue-purple glowed between his brows and eyes.

When Lu Cong came to his senses, he winked and waited for him to let go before gently pushing the door open.

Yan Yan lowered his eyes to suppress the emotion in his eyes, loosened his fingers, and discarded people like garbage.

Li Baijie's face was facing the razor.

The blade was sharp and scratched Li Baijie's jaw.

Immediately, blood came gushing out, staining Li Baijie's collar red.

Lu Cong didn't think much of it, he just thought it was a coincidence.

The little brother acted to help her, and she must not let him have an accident because of this.

She had an idea, and said, "There's a lot of blood, help! Li Baijie can't kill anyone, he's going to commit suicide!"

Yanlian flipped over and pulled out the window lattice without leaving even a footprint.

He dodged into the shadows at the base of the wall, and quietly blended into the crowd.

Yu Cong narrowed his originally wide eyes, took a deep breath, and said in a mournful voice, "Li Baijie, don't commit suicide!"

As if frightened, she staggered and lay down, with her elbows propped on the ground, crawling forward with difficulty, her bare feet rubbing against the ground.

"Come here, help me! Li Baijie won't be able to kill someone, she will commit suicide in fear of crime... Suicide!"

The people who rushed over were stunned. The first feeling was that Li Baijie was uneasy and wanted to take revenge for those slaps that Yu Cong slapped her.

Lin Dazhi made a speech as the head, saying, "The two women are not good things, neither of them is enough to beat!"

Everyone agreed.

But when I saw Lu Cong lying on the ground delicately and weakly, the balance in my heart couldn't help but tilt towards this end.

At this moment, with a bang, Li Baijie rushed out the door.

Half of her face was covered in scarlet blood, she covered her chin with one hand, and held a gleaming razor in the other, and said, "Bitch, I'm going to kill you! Let a man play with you to death, you'll get cramps!"

"Ah... help, Li Baijie, I promise I won't tell anyone about you and Xiong Yaowu, don't kill me, I'm so scared!"

At first, Yu Cong wanted to continue to climb two more steps and play for a while, but when Yan Xian raised his long legs, he kicked away the murder weapon in Li Baijie's hand.

Yang Guoxiang and the members of the team also came after hearing the news.

Yu Cong got up in time, and said loudly, "Li Baijie is crazy, crazy, get her under control, don't let her hurt others, and don't hurt yourself!"

How dare everyone come forward?

Originally, I had to look closer, but this time I simply shrank further.

"Captain Yang, Li Baijie was afraid that she and Xiong Yaowu's affair would be revealed by me, so she planned to kill people in the middle of the night, but I really didn't tell anyone!"

Yang Guoxiang: "..."

Good guy, what silly girl told is not others, but everyone in the entire club.

Everyone's impression of Lu Cong is inevitably still at the stage of a silly girl, and they don't think there is anything wrong at all.

Yu Cong covered his face with his hands, rubbed his eyes red, cried without tears, and choked up, "Li Baijie first made a fuss about committing suicide, and then she wanted to kill someone again, what can I do...I'm so scared, woohoo!"

Li Baijie rolled all over in the dirt, pointed at Yu Cong, and cursed, "Little bitch, you are lying! You and Yan Xian are obviously going to kill me, so I am not committing suicide!"

"Eldest sister, you can pull it down quickly!" Lu Cong opened his eyelids, as if he was really frightened.

She looked at the long and narrow wound on the man's jaw that was still bleeding, expressing both fear and aggrievedness.

"Could it be that I pressed the razor on you?

Or didn't you stab me with a razor in the middle of the night?

Or maybe I kicked and dragged you to force you to yell at me in public? "

　Not enough to beat means that this person is too bad and wicked.

　　Not enough to beat is a curse word, the way of cursing is more euphemistic, and it can be simplified as not enough when saying it. This sentence belongs to the Tianjin dialect and is a derogatory term.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)