Every Vicious Woman Needs A Loyal Man

Chapter 8 - Can't Walk Out

Before Lou Yao Yao went to middle school, she always lived in her maternal grandmother’s house. To say that her maternal grandfather brought her up wouldn’t too excessive. The Fang ancestors were in the silk business. After hundreds of years, the family moved down. They had gone through prosperous times and been in dire straits until they reached Lou Yao Yao’s grandfather’s generation. In his generation he was the only scion of the family left. Old people especially long for the past. They were not used to the tall high-rise buildings nor did they like the foreign villas. Until his death, maternal grandfather had always lived in the Old Town in a SiHeYuan {a courtyard house, type of Chinese residence}.

Most of the the houses in Old Town were green brick and tile houses. Old Town could not be said as luxurious or possessing an imposing style. However, it did have the ancient charm that only old houses had. The people who lived here were also old people who were nostalgic for the past. When the city started development, Old Town was the first place that was to be torn down, but the overseers were unable to endure the old people threatening death. Furthermore, the people who lived there, if they hadn’t been in business for generations, then they had engaged in cultural activities. War hadn’t made them fall. Neither had revolutions. Now, they naturally could not fall now. Luckily, the developers finally left go of Old Town. Nowadays, Old Town was a well-known cultural preservations district.

Lou Yao Yao’s favorite thing to do when she was younger was to go to each and every house and family with her maternal grandfather. Her mouth was sweet and coquettish. She coaxed all those old people into wishing they could treasure her in the palm of their hands. Whether in eating or playing, they were lenient with her.

At that time, Qin Zhi was the king of the children in Old Town. His courage was big. He fought viciously. He was practically lawless. Until he met his natural enemy——Lou Yao Yao. Lou Yao Yao pretended to be clever in front of the adults, but actually did many things behind their back. It had become famous. The number of times that people came to her school entrance to threaten to beat her up wasn’t just two or three times. The boys in the Old Town helped her fight. They were at the front and were badly bruised. She was with the girls behind the boys, with her hands on her hips, trading insults with them. When she was tired of scolding, she would clap her hands and go home to eat dinner, leaving a place filled with wounded soldiers.

Afterwards, when people saw her they would flee. The person who wanted to hide the most was actually Qin Zhi. However he couldn’t. His paternal grandfather and Lou Yao Yao’s grandfather were best friends. Lou Yao Yao was also a complaining expert. In his childhood and youth, he was brutally devastated by her.

After being tormented for so long, he resigned himself to it.

At that time, he was the beck and call of Lou Yao Yao. He was the little gege who was full of complaints he couldn’t voice them.

Qin Zhi was forced to circle half of the small town by Lou Yao Yao. They returned to Old Town. The world’s development was too fast. They had to adapt. They had to move forwards. There was no time to look back and one would forget to look back. That compound’s tall wall that seemed to have no end, now was only a square centimeter. One only needed to stand in a slightly tall area, and one could look at the end of it.

Qin Zhi pushed the bike with Lou Yao Yao on it around Old Town’s river. With the demise of the older generation, the younger generation left this place in search of wider skies. All the people on the road were tourists or possibly a drama team filming a period drama. On the street corners were a few booths selling unique snacks or vintage jewelry and clothing. They occasionally met a familiar face from the past, yet there were only casual hellos. Afterwards, they turned around to leave. Neither warmth nor intimacy was there. The flavour from the past was gone.