I Got Rich in Period Fiction-Chapter 590 - 582 Shocking Press Conference_3

Making cold noodles, the dough must be kneaded until it’s chewy, cut into narrow strips and boiled. After scooping them out, rinse with cold water, then pour on the prepared sauce and mix well. One bite of the cool, chewy, and tender noodles, and you couldn’t imagine how delicious it is.

Not only does He Xuerong love it, but the He family all enjoyed it.

Even Chaoxuan could eat a big bowl.

Qiao Qingyu was busy at one end and didn’t bother what those kids were up to.

At that moment, Zhou Pengcheng and Li Mingguang were standing face to face under the shade of a tree. Zhou Pengcheng scratched his head and admitted, "Yesterday, Auntie urged me again to go play with Rongrong. She even said she could get some nice videotapes with movies that young girls like to watch. She even suggested I invite Rongrong to our house, hide out, and then let me watch movies with Rongrong inside..."

Zhou Pengcheng didn’t know what the movies were about, and even though Li Yun Guang was mature for his age, he didn’t know either. However, he thought to himself that they surely weren’t anything good, otherwise why all the secrecy about just Zhou Pengcheng watching them with Rongrong?

It must be something unsavory.

The young boy’s expression darkened, and his gaze even held a trace of menace as he asked Zhou Pengcheng, "What did you say?"

Zhou Pengcheng chuckled, "Little brother, today I can tell you, so what do you think I said..."

"How would I know? I’m not you."

Zhou Pengcheng didn’t answer Li Mingguang’s question, but took a step forward, smilingly asked, "Now can I be your big brother forever? Come on... call me big brother and let me hear it."

Li Mingguang curled his lips slightly and without a change in expression, he stepped back and leaned against a tree trunk, crossing one leg casually, smiling enigmatically as he looked at Zhou Pengcheng, "Do you remember what I told you back then?"

"Of course, I remember," said Zhou Pengcheng, looking suspiciously at Li Mingguang, sensing that something was off. Still, he went on, "You told me to try staying away from Rongrong, not talk to her, and see if my stepmother would talk to me about getting close to Rongrong. If she didn’t mention it, then I’d always be your big brother!"

Li Mingguang coolly countered, "So, did she mention it?"

"She did," Zhou Pengcheng blurted out.

Li Mingguang just kept gazing at Zhou Pengcheng with a half-smile.

Zhou Pengcheng, though direct, was not stupid. His eyes shifted around, and then he finally realized.

Fuming, he shouted, "You sly little scamp! Playing tricks on me—if she didn’t mention it, then I’d always be your big brother, but if she did, then I wouldn’t be. Now she has... so you set me up, right?"

As he said this, he lunged forward, trying to grab Li Mingguang, but Li Mingguang quickly darted out from under the trees and ran towards his home.

However, right at He Xiuyu’s house’s entrance, Zhou Pengcheng grabbed him.

The two boys went back and forth under the sun, too far away for Qiao Qingyu, standing at the doorway, to hear what they were discussing.

Rongrong leaned in the shadow of the porch door, squinting her eyes at them.

Qiao Qingyu came out from the house, having seen Li Mingguang and naturally brought his share of the noodles. She stood at the doorway, then noticed Zhou Pengcheng and Li Mingguang with their heads close together, whispering things she couldn’t hear.

Qiao Qingyu remarked somewhat emotionally, "These two boys have such a great relationship."

He Xuerong sneered, sympathetically glancing at her little aunt.

Her little aunt could think what she wanted.

Who knew what these two were actually scheming, but the fact they were arm in arm didn’t necessarily mean they were close. They might just have been pretending since little aunt came out—they might be competing with each other even now.

Qiao Qingyu then called out, "Li Mingguang, Zhou Pengcheng, I made cold noodles. Do you want to come and eat?"

Since they were together, she couldn’t just call Li Mingguang; Zhou Pengcheng was a good kid too. Besides, Zhou Zijiao sent her a letter every month, occasionally mailing some items as well. Though Qiao Qingyu did not know if Xiao Wei had taught her this, such behavior was indeed commendable.

So, whenever possible, she took care of Zhou Pengcheng too, then Qiao Qingyu suddenly realized, it had been over a month since she had last seen this boy.

Perhaps she had been too busy.

Qiao Qingyu didn’t think further, and the two young men were still gripping each other’s wrists, confronting each other. Hearing Qiao Qingyu’s shout, they glared back and forth.

Zhou Pengcheng looked at Li Mingguang. "Shall we both let go?"

Li Mingguang nodded, and true to his word, he released his hold.