Fifty yuan is neither a lot nor a little. In the countryside, most households can't save more than fifty yuan in a year, while in the city, it's more than a month's wages for an average worker.
It would definitely be a pity to lose it.
Do you think your cousin really lost the money?
That evening, the young couple lay on the kang (a heated brick bed) whispering sweet nothings to each other.
"What do you mean? You don't think she's selfish and embezzling, do you?" Wen Muxue was very surprised.
Lu Yuan shrugged. "I just suspect that your cousin is quite cunning."
The young woman frowned. "I felt it too. I always felt that she was like a pure white lotus."
Xiu Mei frowned slightly, searching for memories of the past. It seemed that she and her cheap cousin used to have a decent relationship, and the two of them often played together.
However, upon closer reflection, it seems that every time they meet, her cousin complains to her about how her parents favor her brother, and says that she envies her because everyone in the family treats her well, and if anyone is being favored, it's her.
Her relatives all knew about her parents' favoritism, and she felt quite sorry for her at the time. Whenever she saw that her relatives wanted something nice, she would give it to them.
For example, hair accessories, clothes, snacks, etc.
Looking back now, her second uncle and aunt were indeed biased, treating their son better than their daughter. For example, when sharing food, they would give her brother more. When giving him White Rabbit milk candies, he would get two while she only got one.
But her claim that she gets nothing at home is untrue. When the family buys new clothes, they still buy them for her, and she gets everything a child should have.
However, she always heard her complain about her parents' favoritism, and over time she even felt that her cousin was being abused at home. She felt sorry for her and took good care of her, often giving her things.
Wen Moxue sighed, realizing how naive the original owner of this body was; thankfully, she wasn't her.
"Brother Yuan, I'm afraid we can't let this cheap cousin stay at home. It's a real headache."
Lu Yuan nodded. "I was just about to discuss this with you. If we stop her from staying now, she might hold a grudge against us. You should be prepared for that."
"What's there to be afraid of? Let them hold a grudge. We can't let ourselves be wronged. We won't give face to anyone who makes us unhappy, including my parents."
Lu Yuan grinned, "My wife is right. In this life, we'll do whatever makes us happy."
As he spoke, he leaned close to his wife's ear and kissed her pink earlobe intentionally or unintentionally, while gently blowing on it.
"Wife, let's have some fun now..."
Two hours later, Lu Yuan, looking completely satisfied, fell asleep with his wife in his arms.
Suddenly I feel that it's not so bad to live without electronic products like cell phones, TVs, and computers these days. At least you can get into bed early and have the energy and time to think about things that happen on the bed.
Wen Moxue, however, had the exact opposite idea. She missed electronic devices like cell phones terribly. If her brother Yuan had a cell phone to play with while lying on the kang (a heated brick bed), her hands, her breasts, and her mouth wouldn't have suffered so much.
The next day.
Lu Yuan got up early. Seeing that his wife was sleeping soundly, he didn't disturb her. He quietly got up, washed up, and went into the kitchen to make breakfast.
When I said he would cook for me in the future, I wasn't just saying it casually. He has been learning to cook in his spare time. He doesn't know how to cook complicated dishes, but he can easily cook simple dishes like porridge and noodles.
Mo Lijuan got up early and went into the kitchen to help.
She didn't even know how to light a fire; her family used coal stoves and had never used this kind of earthen stove before.
He claimed he was helping to start the fire, but he not only burned his own hands, but he also almost brought the fire out of the stove and ignited the firewood outside.
"Ah, my hand."
She held her scalded fingers, tears welling in her eyes, and looked at Lu Yuan.
Lu Yuan had no time to worry about her. If he didn't put out the sparks he had brought out, the firewood next to him would catch fire and the consequences would be unimaginable.
Seeing that Lu Yuan didn't care at all, Mo Lijuan bit her lip, feeling extremely wronged.
"Brother-in-law, my hand is burned, it hurts so much, sob sob—"
Lu Yuan only had time to pay attention to her after he had completely extinguished the fire, but his expression was not good. He said coldly with a stern face, "Get out."
Damn it, knowing she couldn't do it, she still came to help. Didn't she see the fire was about to catch fire? She was still worrying about her little injury.
Mo Lijuan never expected that someone who was so gentle with her cousin would yell at her.
She was truly wronged, and tears streamed down her face.
"Sister, brother-in-law, I'm sobbing..."
Lu Yuan had a terrible headache. When his wife cried, she looked like a beautiful flower in the rain, and even when she was blowing snot bubbles from her nose, he thought it was beautiful and his heart ached terribly.
He only felt annoyed when other women cried; if he could take action, he would want to beat them up and make them cry their hearts out.
“I told you to get out! You almost burned my house down, and you still have the nerve to cry in front of me.”
Mo Lijuan was stunned, and actually forgot to cry. She stared at Lu Yuan in disbelief, not expecting him to speak so rudely.
An even greater sense of humiliation welled up inside her, and she covered her face and ran back to her room.
Just then, Gao Weishan and Xiao Biyun got up and came out of the house. Seeing this scene, they went into the kitchen and asked Lu Yuan what had happened.
Lu Yuan briefly explained the situation, and Gao Weishan said, "No matter what, she is your wife's cousin. She is still a young girl and is easily embarrassed. Can't you, a grown man, be more tactful in your words?"
Lu Yuan snorted, "You said it yourself, she's my wife's cousin, not my wife. Why should I be so tactful?"
The couple found it amusing and even thought he made sense.
This was their family matter, and the elderly couple didn't say much about it.
Lu Yuan prepared breakfast, went to call Old Man Liu first, and then went into the room to wake his wife up.
To everyone's surprise, Wen Moxue was already up and had her hair combed.
She asked, "I think I heard someone crying just now, what happened?"
Lu Yuan repeated the story again.
Wen Moxue scolded him, "She cried out in pain because she wanted your attention. You don't know how to cherish a woman, and you even yelled at her. You're so mean."
As she spoke, she stretched out her slender index finger and poked his chest.
Lu Yuan grabbed the mischievous little hand and raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, I'm naughty. Does my wife like that?"
The little girl looked up and giggled, "I like it, I like it so much."
She tiptoed and offered her pink lips.
Lu Yuan lowered his head and held the kiss in his mouth, deepening the kiss...
When the two came out of the house hand in hand, Gao Weishan and his wife, along with Old Man Liu, were all sitting at the dining table in the main room, smiling at the young couple.
Lu Yuan's thick skin was no problem, but Wen Moxue blushed and felt very embarrassed.
Everyone started eating breakfast. Old Liu didn't see Mo Lijuan come out, so he asked, "Why hasn't that young girl from yesterday come out for breakfast yet? Did she oversleep?"
He didn't know that Lu Yuan had yelled at someone until they cried; he thought Lu Yuan had gone to sleep in.
He thought to himself, "These young people nowadays are so outrageous, sleeping in late at someone else's house."
Lu Yuan said, "Don't worry about her. Maybe she's not hungry. She'll come out to eat when she gets hungry."
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