Chapter 127 How Can a Monk Marry You
The drunk kid tonight is acting strangely.
Bai Lu watched the hurried departure at the door, touched her forehead, and felt something was off.
But he seemed to be like this the last time he got drunk.
To avoid a repeat of the disaster, Bailu did not unfold the neatly folded quilts on the bed, but instead piled them all on the inside of the bed, at the foot of the bed, with the two quilts stacked together.
The mosquito nets were hung high on both sides, the sheets were rolled up to the foot of the bed, and the pillows were placed on the blankets at the foot of the bed.
The entire bed was now just a bamboo mat.
Even if he vomits, it will only land on the bamboo mat and won't get on anything else on the bed.
After making her bed, Bailu got out of bed, went to the table by the window, opened the drawer, and took out her account book.
And in the drawer, there was all the money I made last night after settling accounts with eight sales channels for roasted chestnuts.
Thirty thousand one hundred and eighty-six yuan.
I'll return the 30,000 yuan to Xiao Cheng. 186 yuan... that's enough to rent a place in the city.
Although Xiao Cheng said that she wouldn't have to pay rent or utilities, that cooking would cover the rent, and that grocery shopping expenses could be reimbursed from the 30,000 yuan, Bai Lu didn't plan to do that.
During this period, she rarely bought groceries or cooked meals. Xiao Cheng usually did the grocery shopping and cooking, and he always had a reasonable and legitimate reason.
Everyone works hard to earn money. She hasn't stopped eating and drinking these days, so she can't pretend to be stupid and ask for reimbursement for grocery shopping expenses.
It is only right to return the 30,000 yuan to Xiao Cheng.
Bai Lu waited for a while, but Xiao Cheng still hadn't returned, so she put the money back in the drawer and got up to leave.
Hasn't the table been tidied up yet?
Everything was packed away. The entire courtyard was empty; the bowls, chopsticks, and dishes on the large round table and the small square table were all gone.
Empty wine bottles scattered on the ground were also put into the trash can.
The crisp sound of bowls and chopsticks clattering came from the kitchen.
Bai Lu thought Xiao Cheng was washing dishes, but when she got closer, she saw that it was Xiao Wei rolling up his sleeves, preparing to wash the dishes.
Where's your brother?
Upon hearing the familiar voice, Xiao Wei replied without turning his head, "He went out. He said he'll be back soon."
Bai Lu recalled that Xiao Cheng's condition just now was somewhat relieved after drinking the honey water, and he still had the strength to hug her, so he shouldn't fall into the ditch.
Without asking any further questions, she rolled up her sleeves and walked inside, saying, "I'll wash them. You squeeze some dish soap and wash your hands clean. Go back to sleep now, you have school tomorrow."
The sink next to the cupboard was piled high with dishes and water was already filled. Bai Lu rolled up her sleeves and walked over.
I picked the little one down from the stool, took his place, walked around the stool, and started washing the dishes.
Xiao Wei was stunned for a moment. He hadn't been drinking, but when he was carried down, he felt a strange, dizzy excitement.
After my parents passed away, except for the last time during the Qingming Festival, when my older brother grabbed my arm to get me into the car.
No one has ever hugged him, not even for a short time.
Only Bai Lu, whether she was stroking his head or lifting him off the stool, did it all naturally and gently.
It felt so welcoming... I found myself looking forward to the next time.
After washing the chopsticks, Bailu placed them in a bamboo sieve to drip water. She noticed the little guy standing there dumbly beside her, staring blankly at her with his innocent and bright eyes unmoving.
It's somewhat similar to the strange and complicated look in Xiao Cheng's eyes before he kissed the back of her hand tonight.
"Did you secretly drink and get drunk?" Bai Lu bent down and looked into the little guy's innocent and naive eyes.
The little guy immediately shook his head: "I didn't drink."
After saying that, he moved the small stool next to her legs away, put it back in its original place, gave her one last deep look, and then left.
Bai Lu was completely confused: "You haven't squeezed out the dish soap yet!"
“There are some outside.”
There does seem to be a bottle of dish soap next to the well.
Bai Lu didn't think much of it and turned back to continue washing the dishes.
Fortunately, when the cake first appeared at Xiao Cheng's house, everyone's understanding of it was about eating and making wishes, unlike in later generations when people would smash it everywhere after eating and drinking their fill.
Washing dishes and chopsticks is not troublesome.
Pour some dish soap on it to remove the grease, then quickly clean it with a rag, drain the water, and put it back in the cupboard.
The sound of the front door opening rang out.
As soon as Bai Lu stepped out of the kitchen, she was pulled back into the room by a man carrying a bag and hurrying back.
He pulled her hand so hard that he was clearly very unhappy with her getting out of bed and running away without waiting for him to return.
Dissatisfied, he went back to his room, slammed the door shut, and pinned her down on the chair at the table by the window.
Without saying a word, he stuffed the bag into her arms.
"What...is this?" Bai Lu opened the bag. Inside was a small rectangular yellow sponge and another black object with wires that she didn't recognize.
Electric clippers.
Xiao Cheng casually grabbed a chair, sat opposite Bai Lu, and took out the electric clippers, placing them in her hand.
He stared at her without moving.
His once calm and serene eyes were no longer calm; his urgency was obvious, but he refused to speak first.
Waiting for her to ask.
He was clearly still intoxicated.
Bai Lu smiled helplessly and could only ask the child first, "What are electric clippers used for?"
He immediately replied, "Shave my head."
"Hmm...shaving my head...hmm? Shaving my head!"
Bai Lu's composure instantly turned to horror upon learning the answer. She stared intently at the big boss who sat upright in his chair, motionless, seemingly waiting for her to... make her move.
He swallowed hard and asked in a low voice, "Do you want me to shave your hair?"
The big boss nodded.
Bai Lu's horror doubled instantly: "Shaving his head?"
The bigwig nodded again.
With a "click," the electric clippers cut it off.
The boss picked it up, put it back in the hands of the stunned girl in front of him, and said seriously, "You shave it for me."
One sentence shattered Bai Lu's illusion: it was real, not an illusion. Xiao Cheng wanted her to shave his head, not cut or wash his hair!
Instead, they shaved their heads completely!
Is Xiao Cheng going to become a monk?
Then you should go to the temple and have the abbot ordain you.
Instead of hiring her, this clumsy person who has never cut hair or shaved a head before!
"I can't," Bai Lu shook her head sincerely.
You will.
Xiao Cheng looked at her stubbornly: "It will be fine once you shave it."
Bai Lu continued to shake her head: "I really don't know how. I've never cut anyone's hair or shaved anyone's head before. I'd ruin your head and it wouldn't look good."
"Looks don't matter." The big shot doesn't care about appearance.
Although his good looks were undeniable and he could withstand shaving, Bai Lu still hesitated to do it: "Why are you shaving your head?"
"There's no reason." A three-year-old child gives no explanation.
Does it mean starting over from scratch?
Bai Lu thought for a moment and asked in a more friendly way, "Do you want to become a monk?"
Xiao Cheng: "..."
"improper!"
"How can I marry you if I become a monk!"
"Cough! Cough cough cough..." Bai Lu choked on her own saliva and coughed violently. A large hand reached out and gently patted her back. It took a long time for her to calm down.
"Um... this..." Bai Lu sorted out her chaotic thoughts and gently persuaded the child, "Actually, there are barbershops on the street, and... the prices aren't very expensive."
(End of this chapter)
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