Chapter 102: Nineties: A Family by the Spring Chapter 102: Just Love This Spirited Attitude

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Protagonist:

Lin Xiyu

"My mom is too scary, I need to go hide for a bit."

Wu Meng didn't bother explaining further, darted out of the house, and ran off in a puff of smoke.

"Hey hey, Mengmeng, where are you going?"

Wu's father, concerned for his daughter, rushed out anxiously.

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Without Wu Meng, this lively presence, to liven up the atmosphere, the subsequent filming was somewhat dull.

Wu's mother smiled very forcedly; even though Lin Xiyu had already explained the situation to her, her heart still felt sour and uncomfortable, very uneasy.

Dead girl, having a boy she likes, hiding it so tightly, she as a mother actually didn't know a thing.

No wonder after the grades came out, the daughter's mood had been very low, often with red eyes, complaining that Public Security University discriminated against girls, unfair; it turned out to be this reason.

Her pitiful daughter, physically and mentally traumatized, having suffered how much torment, just thinking about it made her heart ache.

Qu Lao San's son actually didn't like her precious daughter.

When I see him another day, I'll make him and his grandfather look good; I must help my daughter vent this anger.

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"Cough cough."

Li Yan looked at Wu's mother gnashing her teeth, stabbing hard at the fabric with a needle, and felt a bit alarmed, tentatively coughing a few times.

"Auntie, do I look good in this outfit?"

Lin Xiyu cooperated with the filming, wearing the changed skirt and turning around in the room.

"Good looking."

Wu's mother lifted her eyelids, pulled at the corners of her mouth, and forced out a smile.

The couple only had Wu Meng as one daughter, doted on her since childhood, holding her in the palm of their hand; knowing their daughter had been wronged, she was truly furious, wishing to go to the Qu Family right now and give that stupid boy, whose heart was covered by lard, a taste of his own medicine.

"This skirt really suits Xiyu."

Li Yan smiled and played along: "Just buy it, saving the trouble of making it again and waiting; it would take at least two weeks to get the clothes."

"Ah?"

Lin Xiyu hesitated a bit: "This skirt is real silk, right?"

Facing the camera, she was too embarrassed to say the three words "is it very expensive."

"Xiyu really has good taste..."

Wu's mother didn't think much, pushing hard: "This one is heavy-weight real silk, light and comfortable, good breathability, it's the best piece of fabric I have here."

"Buy it, don't hesitate..."

Li Yan kept urging: "Look at this fabric, how smooth it feels, the hand feel is just good; white base with orchids, wearing it makes you look fair and elegant, too suitable for a quiet and graceful girl like you."

"How much is this one?"

Lin Xiyu smiled helplessly, cooperating with her acting.

"This skirt is a bit more expensive."

With business at hand, Wu's mother became spirited, picked up a calculator, and skillfully pressed a string of numbers on it: "Fabric 180, labor fee 50, totaling 230; you're not outsiders, I'll give you twenty percent off on both fabric and labor, and after rounding off, just give me 180."

So expensive!

Lin Xiyu silently drew in a breath of cold air in her heart.

180 yuan was almost equal to her two months of living expenses at her maternal grandmother's home.

Fortunately, she followed her female cousin selling clothes and earned some pocket money.

Otherwise, she really wouldn't dare to jump around on her mother's landmine and buy such expensive clothes.

"Buy it!"

Guben's clear voice came from outside the window: "Pick a few more nice colors, make a few more pieces."

"Xiao Bin is so straightforward."

At this moment, Wu's mother found Guben especially pleasing to the eye: "Xiyu is a blessed child, finding such a boyfriend who knows how to dote on people, unlike my family's silly girl, who doesn't like whoever she should, but insists on liking Qu Lao San's son."

"That Qu Lao San is just not easy to get along with; thinking he's something just because he wears a police uniform, stubborn and single-minded; his son is just like him, a blockhead who doesn't understand anything, completely unworthy of my Mengmeng..."

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"Cough cough."

Lin Xiyu almost choked on her own spit: "Is it appropriate to say these things during filming? Won't they all be recorded?"

"It's fine."

Li Yan smiled indifferently: "There will be editing in post-production; extra sounds and images will all be cut."

"That's good..."

Lin Xiyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and glared at someone outside the window again.

It's all his fault, suddenly interjecting.

Causing her to be overly frightened, almost making a fool of herself.

"Hehe."

Guben saw through her little thoughts and provocatively raised his eyebrows.

Lin Xiyu knew she could do nothing to him during filming, gritted her teeth and ground her molars.

"Auntie, I think what you said is very right."

She changed her strategy and put pressure on Qu Peng: "Qu Peng has no taste at all. Mengmeng is so good, yet he doesn't cherish her."

"Thinking he's something special just because he's Class Monitor, he has no sense of boundaries with the girls in class at all. Joking around normally is one thing, but he carried her on his back while climbing Taishan. Such a flirtatious big carrot isn't worthy of our Mengmeng; Mengmeng deserves someone better..."

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"Qu Lao San's son actually turned out like this?"

Wu Meng's mother heard this and indeed exploded: "Just this, and he still dares to look down on our Mengmeng?"

"Right."

Lin Xiyu continued black-belliedly: "Mengmeng was deceived by him; that person is two-faced and not worthy of entrusting one's true heart."

"No, I have to go reason with him."

Wu Meng's mother's anger could no longer be suppressed; she put down the fabric and rushed out: "He dares to bully my daughter, make my daughter suffer grievances, I'll beat him to death."

"Hey hey, Auntie, where are you going?"

Guben reacted a beat too slowly and failed to stop her.

"I'm going to find Qu Lao San and let him see what kind of good son he's raised..."

Wu Meng's mother ran incredibly fast, rushing out of the Small Courtyard in the blink of an eye.

"What's going on now?"

"Are we still filming?"

The Program Group people were all stunned.

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and chase!"

Director Du was unusually gossipy, leading the charge out with a hint of malicious glee at watching a show.

"Film what? Are clothes more interesting than a fight?"

"Not watching the excitement makes one an idiot."

The remaining people came to their senses, all energized, rushing out in a swarm.

Li Yan was among them, wearing High Heels, as if stepping on Wind and Fire Wheels, moving so fast she seemed to fly.

Cameraman was stunned.

He carried the Camera, wanting to chase but willing yet unable!

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"What are you doing?"

Guben didn't join the excitement, looking at Lin Xiyu with a gaze full of confusion: "Qu Peng is done for because of you. With his father's temper, after Wu Meng's mother makes a scene, a beating is inevitable."

"Who told you to deliberately anger me."

Lin Xiyu imitated his appearance just now, provocatively raising her Eyebrow.

"Little Miss..."

Guben helplessly rubbed his forehead: "You're angry at me, but you can't take it out on Qu Peng, right?"

"Who told him to be your buddy."

Lin Xiyu righteously said: "Besides, he wasn't innocent to begin with. Mengmeng likes him, I just don't believe he can't tell."

"He had Mengmeng help him copy homework, carry his schoolbag, during basketball matches letting her hold his clothes and buy water for him. What is he really thinking in his heart? If he likes her, he should confess; if not, he should say it straight. What does it mean to keep stringing her along like this?"

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"Qu Peng can't possibly like Wu Meng, right?"

Guben frowned his Sword Brows tightly: "I haven't heard him say this. In his heart, Wu Meng is at most just a little follower."

"That makes him even more deserving of a beating."

Lin Xiyu felt indignant for her good sister: "Why does he get to treat people like a follower, summoning them at will and dismissing them at will? Does he think he's a young master of the old society, needing a maid to serve him?"

"Isn't it Wu Meng herself rushing to stick to him?"

Guben analyzed from a man's perspective: "Everyone has vanity, Qu Peng is no exception. Even if he doesn't like her, having someone pursue him makes him feel proud. Men are all like this; as long as the girl isn't disliked, he won't push her away forcefully and will continue to enjoy this comfortable feeling."

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"Are you like that too?"

Lin Xiyu glared with her beautiful eyes, showing some displeasure.

"Cough cough."

Guben had a strong desire to survive and decisively distanced himself: "I'm definitely not like him, don't you know? During three years of high school, I had no involvement with the girls in class at all, and almost never spoke to them."

"Liar."

Lin Xiyu didn't believe him: "Others may not, but Zhang Xiaoqian said plenty. She's always pestering you to explain problems to her, and I didn't see you reject her."

"That wasn't to stimulate..."

Guben was in a hurry for a moment, almost telling the truth; a "you" was about to blurt out, but he forcibly swallowed it back.

"For what?"

Lin Xiyu narrowed her eyes, glaring at him displeasedly: "Who do you want to stimulate?"

"I misspoke, not stimulate..."

Guben quickly denied: "I actually wanted her to help me block Peach Blossoms. Otherwise, those girls keep sending love letters and confessing all day, it's so annoying I can't focus on studying."

"You're quite good at picking people."

Lin Xiyu imagined Zhang Xiaoqian's fierce appearance when facing a love rival and silently agreed with his words.

"Brother, are we still filming?"

Guben secretly sighed in relief, taking the opportunity to turn his gaze toward Cameraman: "If we don't film, we're leaving. It's this time already, we should go home to eat. Tonight Xiyu still has to go to the Night Market."

"Everyone's run off, film what?"

Cameraman smiled helplessly: "You go on ahead, I'll wait here for Director Du and them to come back, and we'll shoot again tomorrow."

"Thanks, Eldest Brother."

Guben waved his hand, pulling Lin Xiyu as he wanted to leave.

"I haven't changed my clothes yet."

Lin Xiyu shook off his hand, quickly ran into the house, and changed back into her own clothes.

"Take this skirt."

Guben took out two hundred yuan and put it on the table, using a bag to pack up her new skirt.

"Just leave like that?"

Lin Xiyu was a little worried: "No one is at her house right now, won't the money left on the table be stolen?"

"Cameraman is outside, no one will steal it."

Guben casually closed the door: "Don't quibble over this anymore, let's also go check on Qu Peng's house; if things really blow up, Qu Peng getting beaten is a small matter, just fearing his father can't save face, in a fit of anger he might disown his son and kick the person out of the house."

Lin Xiyu's eyes showed surprise: "Would his father be that cruel?"

Guben smiled and asked back: "Do you perhaps think everyone has as good a temper as me, tolerating your little tantrums?"

"When my father was alive, he was that good to my mother."

Lin Xiyu took it as a matter of course: "Ever since I was young, I saw and heard it, thinking that if a man likes a woman, he should be like this."

"You're impressive, I'm convinced."

Guben choked, helplessly defeated.

"Hehe."

Lin Xiyu, having rarely won against him once, laughed out happily.

"Hurry up and go."

Guben pulled her to quicken her pace: "This time Qu Peng's undeserved disaster is inseparable from us; the trouble caused by my girlfriend can only be cleaned up by me—who let me have bad luck and like a black-bellied little white lotus?"

"What did you say?"

Lin Xiyu bristled: "You think liking me is bad luck?"

"I admit defeat, admit defeat......."

Guben held back his smile, then smoothed her fur again: "I'm just willing to spoil you; no matter how many little tantrums you throw, I like them."

"I'm originally just this kind of commoner......."

Lin Xiyu glared at him as if in a huff: "Both money-grubbing and calculating, and your temper isn't that good either; you want a gentle and virtuous lady from a respectable family, I can't do that; if you're not satisfied, break up early, and I won't shamelessly cling to you."

Guben heard "break up" and his handsome face darkened; he pulled hard, dragging the person close: "I just like your fiery spirit, believe it or not?"

"Believe you? Fat chance."

Lin Xiyu struggled a few times, wanting to break free from his confinement.

"So disobedient, then don't blame me for using extreme measures."

Guben exerted force with both arms, holding the person even tighter.

"What do you want to do?"

Lin Xiyu raised her head, just about to question him, when her vision suddenly darkened.

Guben leaned down, blocking her incessantly chattering little mouth.

Lin Xiyu's brain crashed, and she was dazed for a moment.

"Ding ling ling."

The sound of a bicycle bell came from the street ahead, startling her heart so much it trembled, and she pushed the person away hard.

"Tsk."

Guben licked his lips with lingering desire, glanced at the person coming toward them, and was somewhat displeased.

"Hehehe."

The young man riding the bicycle had obviously seen the kissing scene; as he passed by the two of them, he lewdly laughed twice.

"It's all your fault......"

Lin Xiyu's cheeks instantly turned red, and she glared at the certain culprit in annoyance.

"Still disobedient."

Guben lowered his head, making a move to kiss her again.

Lin Xiyu was overly frightened, and in panic she wanted to cover his mouth.

Guben was more than a head taller than her; he deliberately dodged back, she couldn't succeed, and could only angrily cover her own mouth.

"Hehe."

Guben found it amusing, and pinched her puffed cheeks hard, deliberately teasing her: "If you're disobedient again, I'll increase the punishment; best remember, don't challenge my bottom line; if you dare mention breaking up again, it won't just be a kiss—it won't be so easy to let you off the hook."

"Aren't you going to Qu Peng's house?"

Lin Xiyu inexplicably understood his words instantly, her ears burning hot: "If we don't go now, it'll be too late; if his father really flies into a rage, he might kick him out."

"Go, we must go......."

Guben smiled black-belliedly: "I have a feeling this farce will surely be wonderful."

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County Xishan Lane No. 3 Courtyard.

County Xishan Lane and Xi Gengdao Street are not far apart; it takes ten-odd minutes to walk there.

The Qu family's courtyard was similar to the Wu Family Courtyard; a small courtyard housed two households.

The Qu family was a family of police officers; Qu Peng's father had three brothers, and he was the third.

The two older brothers above had been allocated dormitories by their units and had all moved out of the Old House; only he still lived with his parents.

Qu Peng was one of three siblings—an older brother, a younger sister—and seven people in one family, crowded into an Old Four Courtyard with only three rooms.

Another household in the same courtyard: an elderly couple whose son and daughter were both away, with only a grandson living with them.

The elderly couple were surnamed Li, namely Li Liang's grandfather and grandmother.