Chapter 61 is only slightly better than an elementary school student.
As the ancients said, one should adapt to circumstances when pursuing someone one desires… He forgot which ancient person said it, but there is certainly some truth to it.
Sikong Zhaixing cleared her throat and, seemingly casually, asked Lu Yusheng, who was currently playing with her disguise prop and enjoying its soft texture, "Little Lu, what if I have a girl I want to pursue in the future, but I don't have any experience communicating with girls?"
Lu Yusheng frowned, put down what he was holding, and replied somewhat helplessly, "I would like to help you find one, but I have no experience with that."
Upon hearing this, the latter hesitated for a moment before saying rather embarrassedly, "Don't you guys film a lot of love stories over there? Could you let me watch a few more to learn from, the kind you mentioned last time... 'pure love' ones?"
Although he hasn't watched many shows yet, Lu Yusheng has always accompanied him. Judging from her reactions, she probably likes the content.
If he follows the plays she recommends, his chances of success will undoubtedly increase significantly.
So urgent?
Lu Yusheng sensed that he had a vague idea of what was going on, and quickly asked, "You don't already have someone you like, do you?"
Sikong Zhaixing quickly waved his hand to indicate no. Based on the few dramas he had watched, the timing of a confession was undoubtedly extremely important. Given Lu Yusheng's current understanding of their relationship, the possibility of him agreeing was not much higher than zero.
Therefore, it is not advisable to reveal one's feelings too early.
"How about I find you a few movies with male and female leads who have different personalities after we finish eating?"
It was unexpected that a boy would be interested in romance anime, but Lu Yusheng was also looking forward to seeing his taste improve. After some initial doubt, he readily agreed.
Sikong Zhaixing smiled and agreed, then remembered something and emphasized with a serious expression, "Let's not have a young master like the one who married in place of my sister last time."
The protagonist is too effeminate and ends up being dominated by a woman, so he feels that this kind of story wouldn't apply to him.
"……good."
Although he was somewhat disappointed that Xiaoxing wasn't as open-minded as he seemed, Lu Yusheng still obediently agreed.
Neither of them expected that there would be a third person working in the kitchen before dawn.
It is Hua Manlou.
He recognized the two people inside the room the moment he heard the voice. Although he didn't understand why Sikong Zhaixing was there, he was still delighted to run into Lu Yusheng at this time.
As the other person approached, Lu Yusheng subconsciously swallowed and took a step back.
Logically speaking, Hua Manlou shouldn't have been able to see her movements, but in the next second she clearly saw the injury between the other person's eyebrows and eyes.
Realizing that he would notice if he did this, Lu Yusheng reluctantly moved a little closer.
She wasn't afraid of him, but she couldn't help feeling a little fear about the possible changes in her future life.
Because of her actions, Hua Manlou's tone was more disappointed when he spoke again: "Yu Sheng doesn't seem very happy to see me?"
"No, no, I didn't mean that."
Lu Yusheng waved his hands repeatedly, so ashamed that he could hardly speak.
Just as the atmosphere was getting awkward, Hua Manlou opened his mouth as if to say something more, but Sikong Zhaixing suddenly spoke up: "What a coincidence, everyone's up so early to cook today?"
He had been staying with Lu Yusheng all along, so this question was naturally directed at Hua Manlou, who appeared later. The latter was taken aback for a moment, then nodded and said, "I couldn't sleep, so I thought I'd come and help make some breakfast."
At this moment, Lu Yusheng was bending down to cover the dough that was about to wake up with gauze. Hearing this, he couldn't help but smile sweetly again.
Sikong Zhaixing noticed the change in her expression out of the corner of her eye. Although she knew that the two of them were not together, she could not be sure whether Xiaolu had fallen for her.
So he said sourly, "Young Master Hua, you should let me do this kind of work from now on."
Before Hua Manlou could react, Lu Yusheng, who had cooked countless meals for Sikong Zhaixing, immediately looked up, seemingly unaware of what was wrong with "this kind of work":
"...That's not what I meant."
Realizing the ambiguity in her words, Sikong Zhaixing quickly explained, and Hua Manlou also smiled and said, "It's okay. I'm happy to help Yusheng. Cooking itself is a very meaningful thing."
Lu Yusheng was naturally very satisfied with this answer, and at the same time, he didn't take Sikong Zhaixing's slip of the tongue to heart. After praising Hua Manlou, he generously said, "Of course, I'm also very happy that Xiaoxing can come and help..."
Seeing that she didn't seem to care much about the matter, Sikong Zhaixing felt a little more at ease.
He quickly finished his work, arranged the washed vegetables on a plate, and placed it in front of Lu Yusheng. Then, Sikong Zhaixing asked energetically, "Is there anything else I can do?"
Almost simultaneously, Hua Manlou, who was holding a rolling pin, felt a sharp gaze coming toward him. Before he could react, he heard Lu Yusheng let out a soft "Ah".
The words he hadn't yet uttered immediately turned into concern for her: "What happened?"
Seemingly still adjusting to his rising status, where even a casual utterance drew attention, Lu Yusheng coughed awkwardly before saying, "I originally wanted to make steamed buns, but I forgot I don't have a steamer."
Perhaps because she had just woken up and her mind wasn't fully clear, she only realized this when she was preparing to mix the filling.
"Never mind, I'll try using chopsticks to prop up a plate in the pot later." Although the effect might not be quite the same, it should still be edible.
"It's okay."
Hearing that it was just a minor issue, Sikong Zhaixing breathed a sigh of relief, then patted her chest and said firmly, "It's not far from the city. I'm fast with my light footwork, I can go and buy it for you in time for breakfast."
"So early?" She peeked outside at the still-dark sky and said uncertainly, "I know there's no curfew in this dynasty, but shouldn't all the shops be closed and asleep by now?"
"Don't worry, Xiao Lu. I know several shops that sell bamboo weaving. I'll go look for them one by one. There will definitely be some that are still open."
Upon hearing this, Hua Manlou immediately replied that he also knew the way and that his lightness skill was no less impressive.
But he couldn't compete with Sikong Zhaixing, who desperately needed to boost his performance score. The other party repeatedly offered himself up, and after hesitating for a moment, Lu Yusheng finally agreed.
He had walked this road seven or eight times; he could find it with his eyes closed. His speed should be much faster than Hua Manlou's.
After the person left, there was a brief silence, and no one spoke.
Lu Yusheng, engrossed in stirring and mixing the filling, glanced at him several times before speaking somewhat uncertainly: "You seem to be in a bad mood?"
Unexpectedly, his subtle emotional change was noticed so clearly. Hua Manlou was a little shy, but he still couldn't help but reveal a little of his thoughts: "Hangzhou is my home."
Before he finished speaking, Lu Yusheng miraculously understood his unspoken meaning.
Did he mean to say that he was more familiar with Hangzhou than Sikong Zhaixing, and didn't understand why he had sent Sikong Zhaixing?
Lu Yusheng guessed the reason, and although he didn't know if it could be considered jealousy, he still coaxed her with kind words.
Hua Manlou was not really angry about this. Although he did feel a little dissatisfied, he couldn't bear to see Lu Yusheng worry about his emotional changes.
So he immediately joined in and offered to help her continue working.
Lu Yusheng had thought that after last night, unless he himself gave in and accepted the other person, the atmosphere between them would be extremely awkward. However, it seemed that nothing had changed much from before...
Sikong Zhaixing, speeding all the way, managed to cover the dozens of miles in just one hour.
When he returned, all the buns were already wrapped and waiting. Fortunately, he managed to buy a steamer, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief after they put the buns in the steamer.
There was no natural gas here, so they could only cook using an earthen stove. Once the fire was lit, the three of them could finally take a short rest.
He pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Lu Yusheng, turning his head away somewhat embarrassedly: "I noticed you don't have any hair accessories. Don't girls usually like these? The bamboo weaving shop owner also sells jewelry, so selling them together will be cheaper..."
Sikong Zhaixing rambled on and on, and when he turned around, Lu Yusheng was already beaming with surprise as he unwrapped the handkerchief. Inside, sure enough, was a silver hairpin inlaid with jade.
"Is this really for me?"
Lu Yusheng looked at him with shining eyes. Although she was a modern person, she had to adapt to local customs when she came here, so she always wore the same hairstyles that she had taught herself.
Unfortunately, the system only provides "work clothes" from the same era, and no extra decorations are available.
The ones I bought from passersby were not only of poor quality, but I was also tired of the styles after wearing them for so long.
"Let me put it on you." Seeing that she liked it, Sikong Zhaixing was also happy and offered to help. Lu Yusheng naturally agreed.
This was the first time he had ever experienced putting a hairpin on a girl he liked, and he lost focus and his hands became clumsy.
"hiss--"
Unable to hide her happiness and lost in her own romantic thoughts, Sikong Zhaixing was interrupted by Lu Yusheng's cry of pain. Looking down, she saw Lu Yusheng curled up in a ball, clutching his head.
"What's wrong?" he asked blankly, still not understanding the situation.
Hua Manlou had already bent down and squatted down next to Lu Yusheng, gently patting the other's trembling shoulder to ask about the situation.
"Did you poke it?"
Sikong Zhaixing belatedly looked down at the hairpin still in her hand.
Fortunately, it had been carefully polished, and the sharp point was not very sharp. He was relieved to see that there was no blood on it.
No matter how much she strengthened her body, being hit hard on the thin layer of her scalp was still extremely damaging to Lu Yusheng. She covered the back of her head and took a while to open her eyes: "Let me see if my brains are spilling out."
Sikong Zhaixing had no choice but to hand the hairpin to her, saying helplessly, "It's alright, there's no bleeding."
Then, looking full of remorse, he said, "I didn't mean to, I was just spacing out... I'm sorry."
"It's nothing...it just hurts a little."
Although Lu Yusheng wanted to be understanding, he was still in pain and could only nod haphazardly.
Unfortunately, her hair, which she had combed very neatly in the morning, was now a complete mess. Fortunately, she was quite skilled at braiding hair, so restoring it shouldn't take much effort.
Sikong Zhaixing had obviously noticed this as well, and was about to speak when she was told, "Go to my room and get a comb from the table."
This was his fault to begin with, and upon hearing this, he immediately stood up and agreed.
After everyone left, she carefully tugged at Hua Manlou's sleeve. Although the movement was small, the latter immediately noticed it.
He lowered his head, his expression softening as he asked her, "What's wrong?"
Lu Yusheng stammered for a long time before finally asking the question that had been bothering him: "Did you have some kind of conflict with Xiaoxing...?"
It feels like he's started attacking indiscriminately.
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Author's note: I've been working a lot of overtime lately, so I haven't been updating for a long time... *kneeling*
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