Chapter 35 Commander Xiao Kindly Invites Abao to Eat Rats
This time, Lu Zhaoruo did not go directly back to the Shen residence. Instead, she took some money, bought some things, and sent them back to her maternal family, and also visited her parents.
Before leaving, Madam Tu kept pestering her for winter clothes, but she refused.
Because Gu Xian delayed their journey, Xiao Yeming was unable to secretly escort Lu Zhaoruo home...
at this time.
He was dressed in black, with a mask covering his face and a veil on his head, standing on the roof of the Shen residence.
Her eyes gazed quietly at Abao below, a hint of tenderness flashing across them.
Ah Bao was curled up on the doorstep, his tail tip swaying slightly, his jade-like pupils fixed on the alley entrance.
These past few days, Xiao Yeming has been secretly escorting Lu Zhaoruo home. Every time he sees Abao waiting at the door, Abao will jump into his arms affectionately and meow incessantly whenever it sees Lu Zhaoruo return...
The night wind rustled softly through the cloak.
Suddenly, the tip of his ear twitched slightly.
Looking to the side, a fat rat was scurrying along the cracks in the roof tiles.
With a flick of his wrist, a hidden arrow shot out from his sleeve, striking precisely the belly of a rat in the house.
He leaped forward, pulled out the arrow, and grabbed the still twitching fat rat by the tail...
A sudden gust of night wind lifted the thin veil of his veil, revealing half of his jade-like chin, and the corners of his lips curled up, revealing a hint of youthful mischief.
Cats are born to eat mice.
Not to mention such a shiny, greasy fat.
It will definitely love it!
Thinking about it, I threw it down...
"Clatter".
The fat rat landed on the bluestone slab, its belly still twitching upwards.
Po's emerald eyes widened instantly, and his snow-white fur bristled.
"Meow..."
It leaped three feet high, and as it turned to run, it crashed into the door with a "thud".
She frantically circled around three times before finally sneaking inside, only daring to peek half her head out from under the door: "Where did this rat corpse come from? Trying to scare me to death?"
Upon closer inspection, it discovered that there was blood in its abdomen.
He then angrily retorted, "Which stray cat was catching mice up there? Catching mice is your skill, but littering is wrong!"
Looking around and finding no one of its kind to claim it, it was so angry its whiskers trembled: "What bad luck! So bad luck! Blood everywhere, what if I scare my mother when she comes back?"
It looked toward the open ditch at the base of the wall.
roof.
Xiao Yeming froze, his brows furrowing into a rare expression beneath his mask.
Strange!
He stared down at the snowball below, its fur standing on end in fright...
At this moment, it was desperately pushing the dead rat with its paws, burrowing it into the blue stone ditch at the base of the wall. Its pink paw pads were stained with blood, and it was so anxious that it kept rubbing itself on the ground, as if it had stepped on something filthy.
It doesn't like to eat mice?
Xiao Yeming felt he had been presumptuous.
At this moment, Lu Zhaoruo returned.
He immediately disappeared into the night.
She picked up a branch and pushed the dead rats on the ground into the ditch.
I only glanced at it a little more, and the wound that went through the abdomen was too neat.
She carried Abao back to the courtyard, and Abao muttered curses under his breath: "Who was the bastard who threw this bloody, filthy thing in front of me? It almost scared me to death! Next time I see it, I'll scratch its face until it's bruised and battered."
A few more days passed.
Lu Zhaoruo sat upright in the accounting room, her slender fingers manipulating the abacus beads.
"Bang"
The door to Zhang's room was kicked open forcefully.
Lu Zhaoruo smelled the scent of face powder mixed with the smell of alcohol from the previous night.
She looked up and saw Shen Lingyi's plump figure blocking the doorway, saying in a gruff voice, "Sister-in-law! Where is my monthly allowance?"
It's been a long time since I've seen her.
Lu Zhaoruo calculated that Shen Lingyi had been gambling for about a month.
He snores loudly during the day, but disappears completely at night.
In her past life, although she was divorced and returned home, spending her days idly, Lu Zhaoruo still gave her five strings of cash every month.
As her business grew, her monthly allowance increased to fifty or eighty strings of cash, but she became increasingly greedy.
"I asked you about the monthly schedule, are you deaf?"
Shen Lingyi became impatient and angry.
Lu Zhaoruo smiled faintly, her voice as gentle as spring water: "Auntie, business at the shop has been slow lately, and income at home is low. We're living frugally, so we really can't pay out the monthly allowance."
Shen Lingyi's face twitched, and she pointed her short, thick finger at Lu Zhaoruo: "How can you be the matriarch of the Shen family? You've ruined the family business like this. How can you face my brother? You are not worthy of being the matriarch of the Shen family at all."
Who is worthy?
Lin Yingyu paired with?
Lu Zhaoruo closed the ledger and said gently, "Since you think I'm not managing things well, how about this..."
She slowly rose, her dress perfectly in place: "From today onwards, the shop will be managed by my aunt, and all the household necessities will also be taken care of by my aunt."
Shen Lingyi's eyes widened.
She was illiterate, couldn't even read properly, and couldn't even manipulate the abacus beads, let alone manage the household's finances.
She rushed forward, slamming her large hand on the table with a loud bang, causing a few drops of ink to splash from the inkstone: "What do you mean?"
Lu Zhaoruo remained gentle, but her tone grew colder: "My aunt keeps saying that I am not worthy to be the mistress of the house, but the mistress of the house only needs to manage the inner quarters, while I have to show my face in public and earn a living for the whole family."
She gently smoothed out the wrinkles on her sleeves: "Where have I wronged your brother? It's my aunt, a woman who has been divorced and sent home, who, according to custom, shouldn't have a monthly allowance."
Shen Lingyi was so angry that her whole body trembled and her neck turned purple: "I don't care! Give me the money right now!"
Lu Zhaoruo lowered her eyes: "There is indeed no money left in the house."
Shen Lingyi grabbed the abacus and slammed it to the ground.
"No money?"
She was panting heavily, the fat on her face trembling with each roar, "If you don't have money, why don't you go weave cloth and sell it? I think you lazy woman, you're just trying to starve me to death!"
Lu Zhaoruo lowered her eyes to look at the abacus beads on the hem of her skirt and chuckled softly.
At this moment.
As Dongrou stepped across the threshold with her tea tray, she couldn't help but say, "Now that the eldest young lady has returned home, she relies on the eldest madam for everything, and yet she dares to come here to ask for her monthly allowance..."
Before the words were finished...
A crisp "snap" sounded!
Shen Lingyi slapped Dong Rou across the face with her fat hand, spitting as she said, "You lowly servant, how dare you speak ill of your master?"
She was too fat and strong. Dong Rou was knocked back and staggered a few steps, shattering teacups on the ground.
Lu Zhaoruo suddenly stood up and stood protectively in front of Dongrou. Her usually gentle eyes were now covered with frost: "What is Aunt doing? If you can't get the money, are you going to rob it? Why don't we go to Aunt's place together and talk to her?"
"What has my aunt been up to these days? Should we tell your parents as well?"
Shen Lingyi felt a little guilty, her large body slamming against the door frame with a loud bang: "The Lu family, we'll see!"
She turned and left angrily.
Looking at the deep five-finger mark on Dong Rou's face, Lu Zhaoruo said with heartache, "I know you mean well, but don't stand up for me in the future, I'm afraid they'll hurt you."
After saying that, her eyes darkened: "Just bear with it... for another month or so..."
She looked at Shen Lingyi's increasingly plump figure disappearing outside the door: "I'm afraid she'll never be able to lift that hand again."
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