Chapter 129 The Fool's Bride for Good Luck 4

Lu Chuan carried him inside, saying with a silly grin as they walked, "Hugs, wife. I love you, wife."

Xie Rong rolled her eyes.

That's clearly an idiot!

“Take off my shoes,” he commanded.

So Lu Chuan held him with one arm, and used his free hand to carry his high heels.

Xie Rong leaned against the fool's chest, curled up her exposed toes, and gradually relieved the soreness in her soles.

He thought of the gold and money in the storeroom, and all those countless treasures.

No wonder Lu Chuan wanted to become an idiot; if he didn't, how could anyone else have gotten these things?

But now it's no use for Lu Chuan to become stupid.

Once something is in Xie Rong's hands, if anyone tries to snatch it, they shouldn't blame him for being ruthless.

For the next two days, Xie Rong stayed in the warehouse counting money.

On the third day, Butler Zhao came to remind him that it was time for the bride to return to her parents' home.

Xie Rong missed the food at the small restaurant, so he packed up large bags early, which were full of valuable items.

But he didn't want to take the idiot with him.

Lu Chuan always liked to stick close to him, but perhaps afraid of making him angry, he obediently stood by the gate of the Lu residence and watched him get into the Lu family's car and head towards the West District.

The car stopped in front of the small restaurant, and Butler Zhao got out of the passenger seat and opened the back door for him.

Xie Rong changed into a sky-blue cheongsam, draped a mink shawl over her shoulders, and shuffled into the small restaurant in high heels.

The small restaurant was still doing business as usual. When the customers in the lobby on the first floor heard the noise, they turned around and saw him. They were stunned, and some even dropped their chopsticks.

Xie Rong glared at them and snapped, "What are you looking at? Don't think you can dine and dash just because I'm married!"

The customers who had been scolded by him lowered their heads silently, their ears turning red as if they were suppressing their anger, yet dared not speak out.

Xie Rong snorted coldly, and Zhao, the housekeeper who was carrying his bags, followed him upstairs. He turned his head and noticed that the diners in the lobby were secretly glancing at the blue figure.

Zhao Tongguang withdrew his gaze and walked silently behind.

Liu Quan was holding a small clay figurine, sitting in the innermost room on the second floor, wiping away tears.

His precious grandson was only eighteen years old when he got married, and he married a fool!

His eldest apprentice sat beside him, comforting him. The tall man, over six feet tall, choked up as he spoke.

“Those officials and soldiers love to bully us ordinary people! Rongbao is still so young, who knows how the Lu family will bully him.”

"Senior Brother underestimates me too much," Xie Rong said smugly as he pushed open the door, wagging his tail with pride.

This room was his old room, and it's exactly the same as it was before he got married. Even the cloth rabbit by the bed isn't dusty at all.

The two people wiping away tears suddenly saw him and rushed forward to surround him, asking him a series of questions.

Xie Rong smiled and patiently answered their questions.

The other senior brothers were still busy downstairs. Knowing that he was returning to his parents' home today, they specially prepared a table of his favorite dishes.

Zhao Tongguang stood behind him, like a silent shadow.

Xie Rong ignored him and focused on talking to her family.

"That idiot... why didn't Young Master Lu come with you?" Liu Quan asked, somewhat displeased.

"I don't want to bring him here," Xie Rong said, burying his head in his fish and squinting his eyes contentedly. "It would be so embarrassing to bring an idiot out like this."

When Liu Quan left at night, he stuffed a drawer full of pastries, tightly wrapped in oil paper, into Xie Rong's arms.

"If you ever crave your favorite pea flour cake again, just send someone to let us know, and your fellow disciples will send it to you."

Pea flour cake is not considered a particularly expensive pastry, especially now that Western breads and cakes are all the rage in Lizhou, this snack brought from Jingzhou is rarely visited.

Liu Quan is old and too lazy to cook, so he only cooks for Xie Rong when she insists on eating.

Xie Rong was very happy. She hugged Liu Quan and rubbed against him, acting like a child, "Grandpa, don't worry. I am the eldest daughter-in-law of the Lu family, the future Mrs. Lu. I will definitely make sure you live a good life."

Liu Quan's apprentices stood aside, sighing helplessly.

The items Xie Rong brought back today were all rare objects they had never seen before. Even without asking at a pawn shop, they knew they were all valuable treasures.

In this world, being able to eat your fill, stay warm, and have a family meal together is considered a good life.

But they also knew that their junior brother had been pampered since childhood and would not be willing to live like this for the rest of his life, otherwise he would not have been willing to marry a fool.

Xie Rong had drunk a lot of wine tonight, and his fair cheeks were flushed. He was a little unsteady on his feet, so Zhao Tongguang helped him into the car.

As the car door closed, the night wind slipped in. Xie Rong closed her eyes, nestled in the back seat, and unconsciously shivered.

Zhao Tongguang took off his outer robe and covered him with it, then turned around and sat back in the passenger seat. He said calmly to the driver, who was still staring blankly at the rearview mirror, "Drive."

Xie Rong returned to the new house at midnight.

That idiot Lu Chuan is still sitting by the door waiting for him.

"Wife," the fool said in a muffled voice as he took her from Zhao Tongguang's arms, "Wife, I missed you."

Xie Rong was carried into the room by the idiot.

The night watchman brought in hot water to bathe the young mistress, but the usually absent-minded fool suddenly became furious, accusing the maid of trying to steal his wife and clinging tightly to Xie Rong, refusing to let anyone else near.

The servants had no choice but to squat down and teach the simple-minded young master how to wipe people's bodies.

After learning how to do it, the fool chased the servants away and became happier and happier as he scrubbed. He didn't even know where he was scrubbing when he bent down and hugged Xie Rong, burying his face in Xie Rong's body, and murmured, "My fair and pink wife, why won't you play with me?"

In his drunken stupor, Xie Rong felt as if a silly dog ​​was rubbing against him. Annoyed, he opened his eyes a crack and saw the idiot grinning at him.

Several buttons on his cheongsam were undone, revealing one rounded shoulder. The gray outer robe that had been draped over him was thrown to the ground by the fool.

Xie Rong propped his head up and glanced at him sideways, his eyes reddened by the smell of alcohol. "Come here."

Having lived through several worlds, Xie Rong felt somewhat lonely at this age.

Marriage makes one crave loneliness even more, to the point that one might even contemplate having an affair.

"You just said you wanted me to play with you?" Xie Rong raised her hand, her soft, pink fingertips pressing against the fool's muscular arm, gently scraping it.

The fool nodded, "My wife will play with me."

Xie Rong had never played with fools, only madmen, but perhaps due to the effects of the alcohol today, he was feeling restless and didn't mind playing around.

Xie Rong beckoned to the fool with his finger, "Let's play a fun game."

The fool stared at him blankly, completely unaware of what kind of fun game it was. He only knew that his wife was willing to play with him, and he nodded happily.

Xie Rong, feeling dizzy, leaned on his shoulder and skillfully taught him, exhaling a sweet fragrance that sprayed all over the clueless fool.

Xie Rong frowned slightly, sinking into the soft bed, his legs wrapped around the fool's waist, his pupils unfocused, and his vision blurred with light and shadow.

The fool, panting, asked in a hoarse voice, "Wife, is this how you play?"