Chen Rou believed in science from a young age, and her understanding of "dirty things" was different from Nie Zhao's.
She said, "I helped him take a bath after he finished swimming; he wasn't dirty."
Nie Zhao had no choice but to change his approach: "What I mean is, for example, wronged spirits or wandering ghosts, so should we invite a Taoist priest to come and take a look from a superstitious perspective?"
Chen Rou understood her husband's meaning, and in this regard, she could offer Nie Zhao a completely new perspective.
She snapped her fingers, turned around, went out into the study, found a drawer key, opened the drawer, took out something, went back to the bedroom, and placed it on Nie Zhao's chest: "Don't spend money to hire a Taoist master, use this to protect yourself from all evil."
Nie Zhao picked up the item and smiled sincerely: "You're right, we'll use this."
What Chen Rou brought was actually a gift from Nie Zhao: a dagger with dragon patterns cast all over its body, but with a phoenix carved on the handle. Its nickname was the Phoenix, and it was famously known as the Phoenix Military Knife.
If we're talking about something with strong yang energy that keeps ghosts away, this is probably it.
Its yang energy is even stronger than that of Chen Ke and Chen Rou combined.
Nie Zhao was worried that his wife would think he was too superstitious and liked to do strange things, but he never expected her to give him such a wonderful thing. Ever since he found that box downstairs that day, he has been restless.
So, if he carries this dagger with him from now on, wouldn't that be a form of psychological healing?
But how did his wife come up with the idea of using a military knife to ward off evil spirits?
Nie Zhao was curious, so of course he had to ask.
Speaking of which, Chen Rou's hobbies are a bit peculiar. Before A Yuan was born, if Nie Zhao could arouse her preference for the opposite sex, it was mostly when he was relatively vulnerable and helpless. Her sexual fetish is that she naturally prefers vulnerable men. But now, she has gradually discovered that Boss Nie is also very handsome when he holds his son.
He was so good at holding babies, pressing the tiny little one against his chest.
And babies like to sleep in this prone position, so she finds both father and son pleasing to the eye.
She couldn't help but pinch her husband's cheek and said with a smile, "I've been to many places that are said to be particularly haunted, and I've even spent the night in a cemetery. I always carried a knife like this with me, but no ghost has ever bothered me."
She was once a special forces soldier who could carry out missions wielding a Phoenix military knife.
Actually, what can ward off evil spirits is not the military knife itself, but the person wielding it; they can kill ghosts and demons that stand in their way.
Gradually, the knife was imbued with a unique spiritual power, making people willing to believe in it.
It's said that Xiao Ayuan's physique is truly remarkable.
Chen Rou had seasonal flu, which would take a day or two to recover from, but A Yuan had a fever in the afternoon and didn't recover until 11 p.m. He woke up, drank a whole bottle of milk in one go, urinated, and went back to sleep. His fever subsided quietly by 2 a.m.
Nie Zhao had to get up early tomorrow, but seeing that his son's fever had subsided, he went to bed.
But Chen Rou put on a coat and went downstairs because Song Yuanchao had just sent her a text message saying that Nie Han was drunk and then threw a tantrum and refused to go home. Song Yuanchao had helped her into the car, but he couldn't come upstairs and wanted Chen Rou to pick her up.
When Chen Rou came downstairs, she heard the door open. Since she was on the second floor and didn't want to take the elevator, she took the stairs instead. But when she got to the basement, she saw Song Yuanchao standing at the elevator entrance, and the elevator doors closed just then.
It seemed that Nie Han had already gone upstairs. Too lazy to wait for the elevator, Chen Rou took the stairs instead.
When she reached the third floor, Nie Han had just stepped out of the elevator.
She was barefoot, disheveled, and reeking of alcohol, staggering towards the bedroom. Chen Rou stepped forward to help her, touched Nie Han's face, and seeing that her makeup was ruined from crying, quickly asked, "What's there to be sad about, crying like this?"
Nie Han also asked Chen Rou, "Xi Niang, will you also ask me to get married in two years?"
He added, "You know the second daughter of the gambling king, right? She's incredibly outstanding, but her father is pressuring her to get married."
Chen Rou has a standard answer to this question.
She said, "As long as I'm in the Nie family, no one will dare to force you to get married, not even your uncle."
Nie Han was drunk and a little excited. He hugged Chen Rou and kissed her repeatedly, saying, "Xi Niang, you're so good to me."
But then she thought about it again and asked Chen Rou, "So it's okay if I never get married and remain an old maid?"
In Chen Rou's opinion, girls don't have to get married, and it's not good to start dating too early, but they still need to find a man.
Nie Han is older now, so it's natural that we can talk about things between men and women. She said, "You don't have to get married, but you can date."
After thinking for a moment, she added, "If I don't want to be in a long-term relationship with a particular man, a temporary one is fine too. The important thing is that I'm happy."
Nie Han understood what Xi Niang meant; she was drunk and a little out of control.
She thought for a moment, then clapped her hands: "You mean you want to find a gigolo, right?"
He added, "When I went to Tokyo, a client invited me to a host club. I've been there."
Goodness, she's been to a male escort club, but poor Chen Rou hasn't even been one yet.
She became interested: "Are all male escorts handsome? Is there one you like?"
Nie Han gritted her teeth for a long time, then suddenly took a deep breath and shook her head: "No, I've seen them all, but they're all so ugly, so thin, and their skin is as white as a yellow chicken. But the one I like... sob, is someone like Song Zai."
Chen Rou lay down on Nie Han's bed and said with a smile, "I understand, you like mature and stable men."
She likes dark-skinned men, but dislikes pale-skinned men.
Chen Rou never interfered with the children's arguments, quarrels, or even their romantic relationships.
But Nie Han was of age and it was time for her to find a partner, so she said, "If you really like someone, just ask them. There's nothing shameful about it. What if they like you too? Why keep it to yourself?"
She's never really drunk alcohol since she was little, and she's just drunk today, talking nonsense.
But what she said was true. She sighed deeply, "Songzai's price is too high, and my uncle will definitely not agree."
As an idealistic female prince, Nie Han didn't want to get married. She could afford an ordinary male escort, but Song Yuanchao's price was too high, and she was afraid she couldn't afford it, so she was a little melancholy.
Moreover, Nie Han has always been unlucky. She was the first in her family to be kidnapped, she could never lose weight, and even when she finally did, she lost all her hair. Today, she finally got drunk and let loose, and she was the one who suffered the consequences.
No sooner had she finished speaking than she saw Song Yuanchao stretch out his arm and gently place her purse at the door.
Yes, she didn't bring her bag or phone upstairs, so Song Yuanchao brought them up for her.
But Niu Lang, Bai Zhan Ji, and Nie Han dared not imagine how terrified Song Zai would be if he heard the nonsense she was spouting.
How despicable she must be, this rich young lady who doesn't treat people like human beings.
She grabbed Chen Rou's hand tightly: "Xi Niang, help! Song Zai heard everything we just said."
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