Chapter 123: So That’s How It Is
Qin Junchi said, “You’re right—having privacy is normal. But having curiosity is normal too. Look, this drawer is actually locked on purpose! Aren’t you curious what my Fourth Uncle is hiding in here?”
Su Keke nodded, then shook her head. “Sometimes I’m really curious. Sometimes I feel like it’s nothing.”
Qin Junchi suddenly gave a mysterious grin and went out for a moment. When he came back, he had several small metal wires of different thicknesses in his hand.
Without another word, he started poking the wires into the keyhole.
Su Keke’s eyes widened instantly. “Qin Junchi! What are you doing?”
“This is something heaven knows, earth knows, you know, I know. If you don’t say it and I don’t say it, who would know? Don’t worry—I’ve practiced this. I guarantee Fourth Uncle won’t be able to tell the lock was pried. Besides, he locks a drawer for no reason—doesn’t that just make people curious? So you really can’t blame me.”
Su Keke hurried to pull him back, her face turning sharp. “No!”
As they tugged at each other, the wire scraped several clear scratches into the lock face.
Qin Junchi hissed. “See? See? It’s because you yanked me. We’re finished, finished. If Fourth Uncle finds out I was prying his drawer, this won’t be ‘falling down’ anymore—he’ll whip me with a leather belt!”
Su Keke: …Wasn’t this your own doing?
Qin Junchi quickly withdrew his hand. He instantly lost any desire to keep picking the lock.
“Even if I don’t open it, I can still guess what’s inside. It’s probably a love letter Yuexiang wrote my Fourth Uncle eight hundred years ago. Tch—my Fourth Uncle is an old antique. Super conservative, super nostalgic, and super cowardly. He clearly still likes Sister Yuexiang, but he’s stubborn as a dead duck and refuses to admit it.”
“Love letter?” Su Keke repeated softly, then asked curiously, “Why are you so sure Uncle and that Miss Bai are a couple?
From Uncle’s physiognomy, there’s no peach-blossom luck, and no sign of the red marriage star moving. Miss Bai is the same.”
Qin Junchi trusted Su Keke a lot now. Hearing her say that, he suddenly wasn’t so sure either. “Back then, everyone acknowledged them as a pair.
When my Fourth Uncle was in the army, he often wrote letters to Sister Yuexiang. And because he performed the best, he had the qualifications to send that many letters. So everyone thought he fought for first place in everything just for Sister Yuexiang. Later…
Later, my Fourth Uncle took a gunshot to the waist and abdomen during a mission—he almost died. During that time, it was Sister Yuexiang who took care of him. But my Fourth Uncle is crazy—his temper was awful then, always telling people to get lost.
Don’t look at him now—so elegant and steady. When he was young, his temper was terrible. Sister Yuexiang probably got so mad she went abroad. She only came back once in a long time.
You know, I’m a suave, experienced man when it comes to romance now, but I really can’t figure those two out.”
Su Keke nodded. “I can’t figure it out either. So let’s not meddle in adults’ affairs.”
But… Uncle was shot before, and almost died?
Qin Junchi laughed in anger. “I’m an adult too, damn it. You’re the only kid here—a little brat who doesn’t understand anything.”
Su Keke quickly said, “I understand. Of course I understand.”
Qin Junchi’s eyes rolled, and he suddenly asked in a low voice, “Then you also know what men and women do in bed?”
“Of course I do.” Su Keke said with a serious face. “Yin and yang complement each other.”
Qin Junchi tried not to laugh. “How do they complement each other?”
Su Keke answered, “Limbs intertwined, lips and teeth meeting, breath exchanged.”
“Just… that?”
“Is there more?” Su Keke thought, then added, “Fingers interlaced?”
Qin Junchi was about to laugh himself to death.
Now he understood—Su Keke was truly a rare pure blank slate in today’s world!
Suddenly it felt like he was luring a child into something—what to do?
“Keke, one more question. In your line of work, you must know about harvesting yin to补 yang, or absorbing essence, right? Do you know how harvesting and absorbing works?”
Su Keke said, “Yeah. It’s what I just said—mouth to mouth, sucking it.”
Qin Junchi couldn’t hold it anymore. He burst out laughing, laughing until tears came out.
Su Keke frowned at him, truly not understanding what was so funny.
“Keke, later I’ll send you a few links—you’ll definitely thank me. Hahahaha…”
When Qin Junchi left, he repeatedly instructed Su Keke, “If my Fourth Uncle notices someone messed with that drawer lock, you absolutely can’t say it was me. If he asks, just say you don’t know.”
“Okay.”
“Thanks, Keke—you’re the kindest Keke I’ve ever met!”
After winning over Su Keke, Qin Junchi went to win over Aunt Lin and Uncle Zhao too, so it would look like he’d never even come here.
Su Keke watched him stroll away laughing and felt this guy’s laugh point was really low.
Qin Junchi moved fast. Su Keke had only sat down to read for a little while before he sent the links over.
Su Keke clicked one, then immediately closed it and replied: What did you send? The page says there’s a virus.
Qin Junchi: No way. When I looked there was no virus. Did my Fourth Uncle install some security software on your phone? But it’s fine—I’ll copy it onto a USB drive and mail it to you later, hehehe.
After that, Su Keke finally had peace and quiet, and she read all the way until evening.
Even though Uncle wasn’t home, after dinner Su Keke still went out for a stroll.
This antique-style villa complex had a great environment—little bridges over flowing water, pavilions and towers, and quiet paths. Su Keke wandered around alone and felt rather relaxed.
By chance, she looked up and saw a sedan parked at the entrance of a villa courtyard. A young woman had been waiting there for quite a while.
Then a middle-aged man got out of the car. The woman immediately ran over, and the two hugged. The woman even kissed the man on the face several times.
Then the two went in with their arms around each other. The car was left right at the entrance, not cared about at all. They looked very urgent—as if they had something pressing to do.
Su Keke had seen these two before—when she and Uncle took a walk together, she had seen this “father and daughter” pair.
But… do fathers and daughters interact like this these days? Hugging and kissing all the time?
Su Keke now knew how to look things up online. Qin Xing had even recommended a few forums where she could ask questions.
So Su Keke posted: How do parents and children get along these days? When you’re happy, is it okay to hug and kiss? Is that too frivolous?
Very quickly, she got all kinds of strange replies.
Many people asked if she was seventy or eighty years old, which made Su Keke feel defeated.
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Post #108: There are many ways to express love. The most direct is telling your parents how much you like them. Appropriate closeness can also deepen bonds—like kissing your parents’ cheeks, or giving them a hug when they’re busy cooking. They might not say it out loud, but they’re actually very happy.
That reply got many likes and agreements.
Su Keke murmured to herself, “Oh… so that’s how it is?”
