Bloody Romance: I, the big troublemaker, Zhong Yuemin!

When Wu Yang heard that it was Brother Zhong's girlfriend, he became even more interested. He ran over and said politely:

"Hello, sisters. Brother Zhong is still sleeping. Please go inside and sit for a while."

Inviting the two to sit in the main room, Wu Yang made two cups of sugar water with brown sugar.

"You guys please have some sugar water."

"Thank you."

Zhou Xiaobai took it carefully, and Luo Yun said:

"Who are you to Yuemin? I've never heard that Yuemin has a younger brother?"

Wu Yang said: "I'm not from the compound, I'm from the countryside, my father is Brother Zhong's master, my mother..."

The two were a little surprised after hearing this, thinking that Zhong Yuemin always did things that were different from ordinary people. Luo Yun said:

"Hey, Xiaoyang, your brother Zhong is still fast asleep, but he let you make breakfast by yourself. How dare he, such a grown man, have the nerve to do that."

"That's not the case," Wu Yang shook his head.

"I asked to do this myself. My father said that my family owes Brother Zhong too much, and we can't repay him in any way, so I'll just do what I can. Sisters, how about I go and wake Brother Zhong up?"

Luo Yun asked, "Did your brother Zhong do something bad again last night? He's been sleeping in all day."

"certainly not!"

Ning Wei was still a child, and didn't understand the teasing intention. He thought that someone was saying something bad about his elder brother Zhong, so he retorted:

"Brother Zhong has been staying up late writing books these days, and he doesn't go to bed until eleven or twelve every night. That's why he hasn't done anything bad."

"Writing a book?" Luo Yun was completely unconvinced and said:

"You said your elder brother Zhong stayed up late to read what the villain said. Would we believe it and write a book? Your elder brother Zhong, Yuan Jun, Zheng Tong and the others are like springs, unable to sit still. They jump around all day long. What is he writing about? You are such a naughty kid at such a young age. I think it's all because of Yuan Jun and the others."

"Everything I said is true!"

Ning Wei put his hands on his hips and said angrily, "Don't say bad things about Brother Zhong, Brother Yuan, and Brother Zheng, humph."

He acted like a little adult, and Luo Yun was amused. "Xiaobai, look at this kid, he's quite funny."

Zhou Xiaobai persuaded Luo Yun to stay.

"Why are you making the child angry? I think you are also like a child...Xiaoyang, let's wait here. You are not making breakfast, so go ahead and do it. Don't worry about us."

"Oh!"

Wu Yang returned to the kitchen, Ning Wei went to the yard to continue his horse stance, and Zhou Xiaobai looked around the room. After about half an hour, Yuan Jun, Zheng Tong, Ermao and others arrived on time. Seeing Zhou Xiaobai and the others in the room, they all woke up a lot and became energetic.

Yuan Jun went up with a shamefaced face.

"What rare guests! I was wondering why my right eyelid has been twitching this morning. It turns out these two beauties have visited my humble abode."

"Yuan Jun, can you speak?" Luo Yun said angrily.

"The left eye twitches for wealth, the right eye twitches for disaster. What's going on? Are we the disasters? This is Zhong Yuemin's house. How can you act as the master?"

Yuan Jun laughed, not angry at all.

"You don't understand. This is Yuemin's home, sure, but it's also everyone's. Except for the nights when we don't sleep here, we're all here the rest of the time. Now that you two are members, it's going to be even more lively."

"Hey, Xiaobai, Luo Yun!"

Zheng Tong said meanly:

"Please introduce more like-minded female revolutionary fighters to us in the future. Through more interactions and exchanges, we can contribute to the development of our motherland. This is very necessary and positive."

"Yes, yes..." Ermao and his friends' eyes lit up green.

Luo Yun hummed,

"Stop insulting the word 'revolutionary fighter' and adding fuel to the fire. I think you're just making things worse. Xiaobai, I think we're like sheep walking into a den of wolves. Look at the looks in everyone's eyes."

Zhou Xiaobai smiled. He was already used to the playfulness of Yuan Jun and his men. He said:

"Yuan Jun, Zheng Tong, Yue Min, why are there so many instruments in this courtyard?"

"Those who practice martial arts, we practice every day."

Luo Yun asked, "What do you plan to do after you finish your studies, performing acrobatics on the Tianqiao Bridge?"

"shallow!"

Yuan Jun said:

"The purpose of practicing martial arts is to strengthen the body. To do anything, you must have a strong physique. This is the foundation. A tall building is built from the ground. If the body is weak, everything will be in vain. If you can practice martial arts well, I will walk sideways in the city. Whoever dares to show his teeth, I will beat him until he surrenders.

Domineering, awesome, that's just his nature."

Zhou Xiaobai and Luo Yun could only laugh. At first, they sounded quite convincing, but after three sentences, their true colors were revealed. "You practice martial arts to improve your health? Who are you trying to fool?"

Wu Yang also prepared breakfast at this time, steaming hot rice porridge, a small basket of large white steamed buns, a large bowl of golden eggs, and pickles. Yuan Jun and his men did not hesitate to find chairs and sit down.

Luo Yun looked stunned. "You...you guys are just eating this?"

"Ah, what's wrong? The food is too bad?" Yuan Jun said.

"……no!"

Luo Yun asked, "You made so much just for breakfast?"

She and Xiaobai's family are considered well-off, so they certainly don't have to worry about food and drink. But given the current environment, they can't just eat too much. This table full of rice porridge, white flour, and eggs are all fine grains, not cheap. They can last them several days.

"Is your compound's monthly living expenses so high?"

"What more?" Zheng Tong said:

"Fifteen yuan a month is enough to get me through until the 20th, but after that I'll be hungry."

"Then you still dare to eat like this?"

"Luo Yun, don't worry about this. Yuemin is not short of money," Yuan Jun greeted the two.

"You two came so early, you must not have eaten yet? Sit down together."

Wu Yang placed the bowls and chopsticks in front of the two of them, and Zhou Xiaobai said:

"That's not good, how about we give you money?"

"It embarrasses us!"

Yuan Jun said:

"It's just a meal. We eat at Yuemin's house every day, so don't be so polite. Oh, Xiaobai, go wake Yuemin up. It's not gentlemanly for a girl to come to his house and sleep soundly in bed.

Zhou Xiaobai said: "I'm not going!"

She was a girl going to a man's room, you could imagine that, but she didn't resist in her heart. In the end, she was persuaded by Luo Yun, Yuan Jun and others' sweet words, and she seemed to be willing to do it. She entered Yuemin's room and came to the bed carefully. He was still sleeping. There were clothes on the floor beside the bed, and she picked them up and put them aside. Compared with the noisy and smooth-talking guy on weekdays, this guy was quiet at this time.

Zhou Xiaobai sat beside the bed, not having the heart to wake him up. Observing him from such a close distance, he felt that Yuemin was like a soundly sleeping baby, with tenderness and love in his eyes. It was this hateful guy who made her anxious and worried, and even suffered from insomnia, while he was sleeping so soundly.

She wanted to pinch this 'evil man' hard for not coming to see her for so many days, but she couldn't bear to do so. She reached out and gently stroked his face.

Zhong Yuemin turned over and made a sound of "hmm, ah". Zhou Xiaobai quickly withdrew his hand and stood up, fearing that he would be discovered. The quilt slipped to the side, revealing his panties, which were still red and had a tent erected.

Very good!

It is true that Zhou Xiaobai is a simple girl, but that does not mean she knows nothing. Her mother has also taught her some physiological knowledge about men and women.

This guy is really... he can't even sleep properly!

How dare I stay any longer? I ran out and slammed the door loudly.

"Oh!"

"Huh?" Zhong Yuemin was woken up and climbed out of bed, sleepy-eyed and confused.

"What's wrong?" He thought it was the noise made by Yuan Jun and a few others practicing in the yard.

He looked down at Xiao Zhong who was ready to go. He was not surprised. Raising the flag in the morning was a very common thing for a boy of his age.

Then, during breakfast, Zhou Xiaobai kept looking at him with a look of resentment and shame, which made him confused. He hadn't offended you, so why was he doing this? During the break, the girl even whispered to him,

"Rogue, humph!"

He was even more speechless, thinking to himself, you entered my room on your own, okay? I haven't even called you a female hooligan yet.

After dinner, several people were chatting in the room. Luo Yun said:

"Hey, Yuemin, Yuan Jun said you're a wealthy man with plenty of money. Where did you get all this money? Did you do anything bad?"

"You know this as well?"

Zhong Yuemin said:

"As for me, the day before yesterday, I helped an old lady cross the street. Seeing my kindness, the old lady insisted on giving me 100 yuan. I had to take it. Yesterday, I found a penny on the road and gave it to a policeman. The policeman praised me for being a good child and rewarded me with another 100 yuan..."

Yuan Jun and his companions laughed so hard that their stomachs hurt.

Zhou Xiaobai hits someone.

"Seriously, don't do anything illegal. If you really need money, I... I actually have some saved up and can give... to you."

Ouch!

But Yuan Jun and others were so jealous, envious and hateful. We are all human beings. Why is it so rare for you, Yuemin, to attract girls?

Zhong Yuemin said:

"This money is the royalties from my novels. It's earned legitimately. I definitely won't do anything illegal or criminal. You can rest assured."

"You really wrote a novel?" Zhou Xiaobai asked:

"When we were in school, Luo Yun and I actually submitted articles to newspapers, but we never heard back. I guess they didn't like our work. Even if they did, the fee for an article would only be around ten yuan, right?"

Zheng Tong said:

"You should be submitting poetry or prose, right? Yuemin's is a novel. The newspaper takes it very seriously. They've even printed it into a book and are selling it. Xinhua Bookstore has it for sale. Strictly speaking, Yuemin is now a serious writer, no exaggeration at all."

"And the book?"

Luo Yun said that she still couldn't believe that Zhong Yuemin, this careless and naughty boy, was nothing like the gentle and elegant writer she had in mind.

Yuan Jun stood up and went to the desk by the window at the door to get two printed books and gave them to the two people.

"See for yourselves."

The two took it. The cover was quite exquisite. "Draw the Sword!" The name Zhong Yuemin was written in the column of works. They were shocked. Luo Yun said:

"Yuemin, you really published a book? It wasn't plagiarized from somewhere, was it?"

"I'm talking to Comrade Luo Yun!"

Yuan Jun said:

"You're still an educated youth, can't you have some common sense? Look at where this book was published? It's in the "People" section, and it's sold at the Xinhua Bookstore. How could they make such a low-level mistake? The contract Yuemin signed with the bookstore is 25 yuan per thousand words. If sales are good, 75 or 100 yuan is possible. By then, he can easily earn tens of thousands of yuan in royalties. Tell me, is this guy a wealthy man? Eating a few of his buns and eggs is nothing."

He looks so proud and it feels like he wrote this book.

Luo Yunbai glanced at Yuan Jun, then said to Zhong Yuemin:

"Yuemin, I really underestimated you."

Zhou Xiaobai said:

"I read this 'Bright Sword' a couple of days ago. My dad brought it back. He rarely gives compliments, but he said this 'Bright Sword' was really well written, so I was curious and took it to read."

She just didn't notice that the author of the book was Yue Min. Even if she had seen it, she would have thought it was just the same name.

"My dad also said that the author of this book must have participated in the Anti-Japanese War. He must be in his fifties or sixties." Then he looked at Yue Min who was sitting next to him and joked: