Siheyuan: After becoming a traitor, first let the Huai Ru River overflow its banks.

"Gulu."

My stomach growled; I was probably hungry.

Looking at his watch, it was almost 12:30, so Li Jianjun hurried to the cafeteria for lunch.

When I arrived at the cafeteria, I found that there were very few people eating there.

In this day and age, if you get off work at 11:30, there's basically no one eating by 12:30.

Liu Lan was standing at the food serving window.

When Li Jianjun came to eat, Liu Lan greeted him warmly.

"Comrade Li, come get your food. We also have braised pork and fish-flavored eggplant. They're sweet and sour, just what you like."

With no one else around, Liu Lan was still very careful with her words.

"Okay."

As Li Jianjun spoke, he pushed his rice bowl forward, and Liu Lan filled two bowls to the brim for him.

Li Jianjun handed over the grain coupons and vegetable coupons, but Liu Lan pushed them back.

Li Jianjun didn't stand on ceremony and immediately stuffed the grain coupons and vegetable coupons into his pocket.

Every penny saved is a penny saved.

It seems that having a good relationship with Liu Lan has endless benefits.

Li Jianjun ate so much from the two bowls of food that he could only burp.

When he left, Liu Lan gave him some final words of advice.

"Don't forget, after get off work, let's go to Lijing Hotel for a meal."

Li Jianjun was taken aback.

The Lijing Hotel is a very grand hotel. Liu Lan is treating me to a meal; that's quite a high-class affair.

This made Li Jianjun feel that Liu Lan was very sincere.

What Li Jianjun didn't know was that Liu Lan chose the Lijing Hotel because it had private rooms.

That evening, the two of them arrived at the Lijing Hotel one after the other.

This restaurant is of medium size, but of course it can't compare to a century-old restaurant like Fengzeyuan Hongbinlou.

Fengzeyuan is a place where heads of state entertain leaders from various countries, and it is also the hotel with the highest standard.

People of Liu Lan's level can't afford it.

Restaurants like Lijingmen are suitable for ordinary people to afford; they are considered mid-range.

Why did they arrive at the restaurant one after the other?

That's because relationships between men and women in this era are far less free than in the 21st century.

A man and a woman alone together are only considered romantically related.

When Li Jianjun arrived, Liu Lan had already ordered the food and was waiting for him.

Under the lights, Liu Lan, having changed out of her work clothes and into casual clothes, looked even more radiant.

She was already beautiful, and today she had dressed up deliberately, making Li Jianjun feel even more impressed.

There were three dishes on the table: braised pork, chicken stew with mushrooms, and stir-fried cauliflower, all of which were Li Jianjun's favorite dishes.

I've only interacted with Liu Lan a few times, but I didn't expect that through browsing, I'd already remembered his tastes.

Li Jianjun. He vaguely felt that the browser was being used with care.

"Jianjun, you've arrived."

Liu Lan greeted him with a mature and charming demeanor, a fatal attraction for any man.

That's one of the advantages of a young married woman.

They exude a mature charm, the kind of charm that would make men kneel before them.

But Li Jianjun is Li Jianjun after all, and he can still remain calm and composed.

"Yes, Sister Lan."

Li Jianjun greeted him and sat down.

This is the Lijing Hotel, a small private room, and there are only the two of them inside.

The space was small, and red candles were lit, creating a festive atmosphere, yet also an ambiguous feeling.

After Li Jianjun sat down, the two began to eat.

"Sister Lan, look, I didn't do anything, and you still treated me to a meal. You really went to all that trouble today."

Not only were there delicious dishes, but Liu Lan also ordered a bottle of fine wine.

The outer packaging of the wine had been torn off; it was inside the wine jug.

Li Jianjun couldn't recall the name, but he felt a burning sensation in his throat after downing a glass of wine.

This is genuine baijiu, and it's safe to say it's a very high-proof baijiu.

After drinking a cup, Liu Lan was clearly a little overwhelmed by the spiciness. She quickly picked up a piece of food, ate it, and then drank a cup of hot water.

"This liquor has an extremely high alcohol content."

"Eat your food, Jianjun, my brother."

Liu Lan usually drinks a glass of wine occasionally, but she has never drunk such a strong alcohol content before.

After a glass of wine, a blush rose to her cheeks, making her look especially charming and alluring in the candlelight.

After three drinks, Liu Lan's eyes became somewhat glazed.

This cup is quite different from the cups of later generations; it's more like a small bowl.

For Liu Lan, a woman, to be able to drink three cups in a row is already quite impressive.

After drinking three cups of wine, Li Jianjun also felt a burning sensation in his throat.

After a while, the alcohol was digested, and a wave of heat rose in my body.

Especially looking at Liu Lan in front of him, it was almost as if she was a shadowy figure moving around.

Li Jianjun then realized that he was already somewhat drunk.

Liu Lan was even more drunk than him, and she talked more and more.

"Jianjun...brother...to be honest...your wife...is having a hard time..."

"Your brother...he just got married, and then...he had an accident and became...a cripple."

"I... took over his job, and I had to manage everything inside and outside."

Li Jianjun didn't know much about Liu Lan, but from what she said when she was drunk, it wasn't hard to guess that she was full of resentment in her life.

"Sister-in-law, every family has its own problems."

Li Jianjun shook his head, clearing his mind a little, and then drank another glass of boiled water.

I went to the toilet again during that time and vomited up a lot of the alcohol I had drunk, which made me feel much more sober.

When I returned to the private room where Liu Lan was, I felt much more relaxed.

Liu Kan continued to tell his story.

"You have no idea, brother. Your wife is having a really tough time."

"Ever since... your brother had that... accident, not only has he become lame, but he's also... impotent..."

"I just got married and I'm already living like a widow... I can't sleep every night."

Liu Lan felt a lot of grievances when she talked about these things.

Chapter 30 The Perfect Tonic

She was twenty-three or twenty-four years old, in the prime of her life, a time when she needed a man's touch.

But the man lying next to her was handsome but not attractive.

Li Jianjun could never understand the feeling of living like a widow.

But thinking about it, it's similar to how men can't release their pent-up emotions.

Li Jianjun couldn't help but feel sorry for her, and patted her shoulder.

This comforting gesture immediately opened Liu Lan's heart.

She threw herself into Li Jianjun's arms.

"Brother Jianjun, hug me, please hug me..."

"Sister-in-law really..."

Fueled by alcohol, Liu Lan said things she wouldn't normally dare to say.

Suddenly, a soft, yielding woman was in his arms, and Li Jianjun couldn't help but hug her tighter.

"Sister-in-law, isn't this a bad idea?"

The more he said that, the tighter Liu Lan hugged him.

"What's wrong with that? My sister-in-law just wants a man to dote on her..."

"My sister-in-law just wants to be a woman for real a few times... She's really suffering from this."

Li Jianjun's impression of Liu Lan changed drastically as he looked at the woman in his arms, so soft and boneless.

We should definitely take good care of things that come to us like this.

Li Jianjun's hands were busy, climbing high mountains and descending grasslands, working with great enthusiasm.

Before long, the floodwaters had spread.

Liu Lan, nestled in his arms, squirmed and writhed like a shrimp that had been caught.

This further provoked Li Jianjun.