Chapter 19: Crazy Day 19 Lu·Good Wife·Xing Jian…
After fighting with Nangong Lie, Tan Mo was seriously injured.
The idea of making money from the gossip system, which was originally full of enthusiasm, has become as wilted as an eggplant hit by frost. As a result, the system has not come up to chat much recently.
She lost her desire for this world and became a Buddha.
So Tan Mo completely gave up, didn't go to work, and didn't even bother checking any work news. For the past ten days, she'd been either eating and sleeping, sleeping and eating, or staying up all night binge-watching TV shows, reading novels, and playing games. She'd been living a blissful life like no other, a life she'd never dared to dream of.
And I don’t worry at all about “what to do after my savings are squandered”.
With the Bagua system, she would never have to worry about money in her life. At worst, she could just go to the mahjong hall or the vegetable market and grab a chair to sit on.
It was during these ten days that Tan Mo confirmed her identity as the missing daughter of the Nangong family.
The uncle Song she had met in the office earlier came to her home and reiterated in front of her, "Let the master and the young lady discuss the exact circumstances of how the young lady and the eldest young master were taken away. The master will be returning home in a few days."
Then he looked around Tan Mo's bare rented house and asked her if she needed to move into the mansion immediately.
At that time, Tan Mo was also suffering from laziness. She was too lazy to move and just said, "Let's wait until the old man comes back."
Near noon, Tan Mo was lying in bed, having just finished watching a movie. She then opened a social media platform to refresh her eyes and relax.
The sliding fingertips stopped at a post that said, "The hard times have been enough. Are there any sisters who can share with me the good times when food is readily available and clothes are readily available so that I can feast my eyes on them?"
Isn't this talking about her?
She has been living a very comfortable life recently. She doesn't even need to take out the trash. Tan Mo seriously suspects that she has gained a lot of fat on her belly.
She cleared her throat and sat up from the bed, with a pretentious air of "Thank you for the invitation, I'm in America, I just got off the plane", and planned to write about her life of "food comes without a meal, clothes come without a meal".
Just as I started writing, there was a knock on the door.
She glanced at the time on her phone, 10:52, and knew without asking who came at this time.
Tan Mo threw down her phone and went to open the door. Outside, Lu Xingjian raised the dishes in his hand, rubbed his eyes and said, "Master, I'm here to cook for you."
After saying that, he came in very familiarly, took off his shoes, put on the home slippers he had just bought from the supermarket some time ago, and then went straight to the kitchen to busy himself.
In reality, Tan Mo didn't like people coming to her rental house, even if they were close colleagues or friends. In her mind, the rental house was a secret place where she could shed her mask, reveal her true self, let loose, and relax. No one could intrude.
Moreover, her rental house was shabby and dim, and she was ashamed to let outsiders see its true appearance.
But Lu Xingjian seems to be a special existence.
Before she could warn him to stay away from her secret place, he unexpectedly broke in with the pot of preserved egg and lean meat porridge.
One has to admit that Lu Xingjian's porridge was very good, and it tasted like her mother's, leaving Tan Mo with an unforgettable aftertaste.
And the next day, he showed up at her door with fresh vegetables, and said with great sorrow and solemnity that it was because of him that his master was injured, and that he needed to take good care of his master.
Tan Mo wanted to refuse, but she was also attracted by his cooking skills.
Lu Xingjian didn't seem to understand Tan Mo's hesitation and walked in without hesitation.
Tan Mo: ...Is this person stupid?
He came again and again, and Tan Mo's shame became desensitized again and again.
Not only was she desensitized, she was also numb, and could let Lu Xingjian mess around in her kitchen.
Tan Mo closed the door and came in. She heard Lu Xingjian say, "I bought lotus root, pork ribs, peppers, green vegetables, and kelp."
Lotus root is good. Eat more to make up for your stupidity, Tan Mo said in her heart.
As if he knew what Tan Mo was thinking, Lu Xingjian said, "Shall we have pork ribs and lotus root soup today?"
"No!" Tan Mo yelled, "I want sweet and sour pork ribs with plums! I said that yesterday."
Lu Xingjian half leaned out of the kitchen on the balcony, his apron tied behind his back, and said with a smile, "I remember, I just wanted to test whether your head had been hit silly."
"Very good, the test is completed, no need to return to the factory for repair."
Tan Mo: ...It’s better not to make up for it.
"So today we'll have sweet and sour pork ribs, stir-fried lotus root slices, stir-fried pork with chili peppers, small greens, and kelp. And tomorrow? Four dishes are enough for two people?"
Tan Mo: "Whatever."
Chef Lu: "Then let's have another cold seaweed salad to celebrate that you haven't turned stupid, Master ^_^"
Chef Lu: "Yeah, that's great. My master is still so smart. He has a smart head and no hair~"
Tan Mo lay back on the sofa: ...
Tan Mo, who saw the post "Food comes to you, clothes come to you" said: ...sharing shit
It was true that she didn't have to do anything, but why did she feel so uncomfortable?
Tan Mo, who was no longer in the mood to share, clicked on the comments under the post, and the headline that was pushed to her was a highly praised comment.
Desert Eagle: I'm not a sister; I'm a man. But my life perfectly fits the blogger's description. I'm very busy at work, working overtime every day, but as soon as I get home, I'm greeted by a delicious meal freshly cooked by my wife. She calculates the time and starts cooking an hour before I get home. My shirts are always washed and ironed, and the female colleagues at work always compliment me on how clean and tidy they are. Having a wife like this is truly reassuring and comfortable, and I'm certainly proud to have one.
After reading it, Tan Mo frowned: "It's a goshawk, but it's clearly a fly." No wonder men all want a wife. She wants one too.
Tan Mo clicked on the comment following the post by Desert Eagle.
Timeless Flowing Years: I was probably the kind of good wife you describe, Goshawk. But I have to say that, while I outwardly cooperated with my husband, taking care of his daily needs and revolving around him, my love for him was eroded by trivial matters, gradually becoming a fawning obsequiousness, while I internally cursed him for being an idiot. Then, one day, I gave in to temptation and cheated on my husband... Well, let's not dwell on the past. I just want to say, Goshawk, you must remember to treat your wife well and don't let her follow my path.
Tan Mo: ...it still has to be like the passing of time
It's really helpless and funny.
The dry laughter sounded a few times and stopped abruptly after Tan Mo inadvertently glanced at Lu's wife Xing Jian.
Lu Xingjian wore a pink apron that was too small for him. The thin straps on either side of his waist were too short for him, so he had to tie it tightly, which clearly outlined his muscular waist. His white cotton T-shirt revealed his rosy skin in the dazzling sunlight as he bustled about in the cramped kitchen.
Tan Mo suddenly felt a little regretful.
Over the past ten days, Lu Xingjian had been buying vegetables and cooking for her at home. Sometimes he also did the dishes, and Tan Mo would even shamelessly order dishes for tomorrow.
Although Lu Xingjian was not her wife, she was at least her good friend after she transmigrated into the book.
He kept saying that she was stupid today. Could he be hinting at something?
Tan Mo regretted her decision, quickly threw away her phone, and squeezed into the kitchen.
"Why are you coming in? What do you want to get?" Lu Xingjian glanced at her and turned back to wash the ribs.
Tan Mo noticed that he liked to prepare all the dishes before cooking. She touched her nose uncomfortably and said, "Let me help you wash the vegetables."
"Oh." Lu Xingjian threw her a lotus root, "Peel the skin."
"Where's the planer?"
"You ask me?"
Tan Mo: ...That’s true, it’s her house after all.
She thought about it for a while and decided that her unfinished rental house probably didn't have anything as advanced as a planer.
The kitchen was so small that Tan Mo had to stick close to Lu Xingjian to reach the knife on the chopping board. "Use this."
"Do you know how to use it? What if you hurt your hand?" Lu Xingjian stared at her for two seconds and took the kitchen knife and lotus root from her hands.
Tan Mo, who had just knocked a hole in the lotus root and was left empty-handed:...Not really.
Lu Xingjian turned around and stuffed another bag of chili peppers into her hands, "Wash this."
Tan Mo: Yeah, I finally feel less guilty.
Tan Mo had just opened the bag and grabbed a handful of chili peppers when she heard Lu Xingjian say, "This might be spicy. Why don't you just watch me make it?"
Then he took out a handful of melon seeds from somewhere and gave them to her. "The lady who owns the dry goods store next door gave them to me when I was buying vegetables at the market. Have some."
Tan Mo, holding a handful of melon seeds: ...It was the first time she had seen a slave who was so considerate to his master.
Tan Mo was like a mascot placed in the kitchen by Lu Xingjian. In order to make her feel better, he moved her to a cool place and gave her a trash can for her to eat melon seeds.
He originally wanted to arrange a children's chair for her, but there was no such high-end thing in Tan Mo's room, so Lu Xingjian had to give up.
"Just stand with me," he said.
So in the long and narrow kitchen, Tan Mo watched Lu Xingjian cooking while eating melon seeds boredly, thinking: What's the point?
She is not allowed to help, but she must stand here. What else can she do except sharing the same sunshine, temperature, and smell of cooking fumes?
Her guilt slowly began to sink in.
Tan Mo's gaze drifted out the window, her pupils turning amber due to the blazing sunlight. Taking a half step from the shade into the sun, the tip of her nose, exposed to the sunlight, felt a burning sensation.
"It's getting hotter." The murmur was swallowed by the sound of cooking.
Tan Mo withdrew her gaze and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the moment when Lu Xingjian turned sideways to pick up the seasoning.
Did his forehead, nose bridge, and nose tip seem to be covered with a lot of sweat? Tan Mo raised an eyebrow in confusion.
The feeling of guilt in my heart gradually grew again.
Then it dropped to negative when only the last piece of sweet and sour pork ribs was left in the meal.
She and Lu Xingjian both had their chopsticks on the last piece of bright red pork ribs with a moderate sweetness and sourness. Sparks flew in their glances, and their possessiveness for the ribs was equally strong.
"It's time for you to respect the elderly and love the young, and be filial to your teachers." Tan Mo threatened with narrowed eyes.
"But Master, my parents scolded me yesterday." Lu Xingjian said dejectedly and sadly, "Only ribs can comfort me."
"Ah! Why did your parents scold you?"
Tan Mo was slightly surprised, and her chopsticks loosened as she was surprised, and the piece of ribs was snatched away by Lu Xingjian.
"I got it, thank you Master for taking care of me." With a gulp, all the boneless ribs went into his mouth.
Tan Mo was furious. "You traitor, you actually lied to me, and I felt sorry for you."
"I didn't lie to you." After eating the spareribs, Lu Xingjian yawned sleepily. He showed Tan Mo his right elbow and said, "It's all bruised."
Seeing the bruise, Tan Mo couldn't believe it. "You're already this old, and they still beat you?"
Lu Xingjian shook his head and said with a smile: "I was just kidding you, I bumped into it by accident."
Tan Mo was upset, her mind filled with curses towards him.
After they finished eating and took a short rest, Lu Xingjian was about to get up to clean up the mess. He yawned again.
So sleepy?
And she didn't know if it was her illusion, but Lu Xingjian seemed depressed today and not as cheerful as before.
Tan Mo was of no help at all, and guilt started to play a role again. She snatched the bowl from Lu Xingjian's hand and said, "I'll wash the dishes, you go and have a rest."
"Can you wash it?"
Tan Mo: ???
As an adult, she never expected that she would be questioned about this in her lifetime.
Tan Mo: "Do I look like a mentally retarded person?"
Lu Xingjian smiled through his sleepy eyelids, "Then remember to clean the stove and the sink..."
"Don't worry, okay? I can't cook, but I'm very independent. Leave it to me and you can just relax and have a good rest."
Tan Mo did what she said. In order to prove herself, she even sealed the leftover dishes with plastic wrap and put them in the refrigerator without letting Lu Xingjian do anything.
She is very organized and efficient in her work, yet also meticulous and thorough. It is very inspiring to watch her work.
No need to keep an eye on him like his mother did.
Lu Xingjian looked at Tan Mo's back, slowly closed his heavy eyelids, and fell asleep.
Although Tan Mo was very enthusiastic about washing dishes, she still disliked such trivial tasks. "If I ever renovate a new house, I must buy a dishwasher," she thought, wiping her hands with a paper towel.
I pushed open the sliding door and came in from the kitchen, and saw Lu Xingjian, who had fallen asleep on the yoga mat.
Tan Mo walked closer and took a look. She found that he really had a good sleeping posture.
Just as her eyes fell on the blanket on Lu Xingjian, the pillow under his head, the yoga mat, and the slippers beside him, she felt a little subtle.
These were all bought by Lu Xingjian himself from the supermarket.
When he first started taking care of her, Lu Xingjian was very attentive. He not only cooked for her, but also helped her clean the house.
When she was tired from work, she wanted to lie down and rest, but her rental house was simple, with only a bed and a sofa. These were all Tan Mo's private territory, and Lu Xingjian didn't want to sleep with her, so he suggested buying a yoga mat. Tan Mo agreed without thinking much.
Lu Xingjian was a man of action. He went to the supermarket to buy a yoga mat that day and brought back a pillow the next day.
Like a stray dog, he would pick up a piece today and drag one tomorrow, and gradually the current situation was formed. He began to attack and occupy her rental house.
Just unfold the mat when you need it, and roll it up and put it in a small corner when you leave.
Tan Mo regretted her decision.
She went back to the sofa and lay down, then took out her cell phone to surf the Internet. The moment the screen lit up, she was shocked by Lin Yu's messages all over the screen.
Why did she send her so many messages?
Could it be that Nangong Lie has enslaved her again?
Soon, Tan Mo found out: Oh my god! Hu Jiayu was photographed with his rumored girlfriend, and that girl didn't seem to be Lin Yu.
Tan Mo: ???!!!!
She quickly opened Lin Yu's WeChat.
*
Lu Xingjian slept until almost 5:30 in the afternoon. When he woke up, the sky outside was already filled with red clouds.
He was soon attracted by the sound of the sliding door, and his scattered gaze focused on Tan Mo's face as she came in from the kitchen. She looked haggard as if her blood and essence had been sucked dry by a monster.
"Master, what are you doing?"
Tan Mo waved her hand, took two big steps, and fell down on the sofa.
What else could it be? A woman who has been heartbroken is so scary, especially the heartbroken women in old novels.
"It's better not to say it." Tan Mo said weakly.
Lu Xingjian found her a little funny, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips. He got up from the ground and started packing his things.
After putting the things in the corner, "I'm going back first. If you're hungry tonight, just heat up the food."
"I know." So nagging!
Tan Mo felt that his future wife would either die of idleness or die of nagging.
"Oh, by the way, I have something to do tomorrow and can't come."
"OK."
Just hearing Tan Mo say this word, Lu Xingjian felt empty for some reason.
Probably the aftereffects of just waking up.
"etc."
Lu Xingjian was stopped in his tracks, his heart leaping with joy, and he turned around.
"Don't you have bruises on your hands? Apply some Yunnan Baiyao before you leave."
As if he had caught a hydrangea thrown by his master, Lu Xingjian said "OK" and happily went to get the medicine box.
At six o'clock in the evening, just as Lu Xingjian left, someone knocked on the door.
Tan Mo went to open the door and saw a respectful young man standing outside.
"Miss, I'm Qin Ming from the old house. Uncle Song from the old house asked me to come and ask if you would like to attend the banquet tomorrow night?"
A few minutes later, Qin Ming came downstairs.
Before getting in the car, he dialed the number on the phone: "Master, the young lady has decided to participate."
Nangong Lie on the other end of the phone sneered, "Miss?"
"Qin Ming, remember, our Nangong family will not treat a liar as a lady. I will catch her tail soon."
"Of course, Master."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
