"Long'er, quickly give your mother some of those drawings you usually make when you're bored. They need to be useful," Cen's mother said as she approached her daughter.
"What are you doing, Mom?"
"Your sister Mantuo shouldn't marry... but marry your brother Wangji. According to the rules of the martial arts world, the Mo family should save face."
Huo Xiaolong rummaged through the papers on the table in front of him, pulled out three sheets, and said...
"Mom, this is a waterwheel. It's used for watering the fields. Once you get water in, you don't have to fetch water bucket by bucket anymore. You can water the fields all by yourself. I made a small one, and it works really well. I'm planning to give it to Uncle Wang after Qingming Festival."
The little dumpling placed the second drawing on top and continued speaking.
"This is a plow I modified. Anyone can pull it, and an ox can pull a whole row at once. It's incredibly efficient."
"And this mother..."
Cen's mother took out the two blueprints on top, hugged Huo Xiaolong, and kissed him.
"As expected of my son, you are incredibly intelligent! Two are enough! Sell the rest for money, or use the rest to benefit the people! Mom will go prepare the betrothal gifts first, and will spend time with you after this busy period!"
"Mmm!"
The little dumpling noticed that her mother had been happy these past few days. Although Cen's mother usually had a stern face, she actually enjoyed taking care of these things.
What's more, this is a marriage proposal, so she was even happier!
Huo Xiaolong was also happy. Although her mother didn't give her that many brothers, the ladies of Fengyuelou were capable. It would be good to marry them all, so that they could stay together for life!
"Look at him, how old is he? Why doesn't he put any medicine on those scars?" Old Man Lu was changing his son's dressing, and he felt sorry for his son's back covered in scars.
This child was spoiled by the Mo family since childhood. After half a year away, his leg was healed, but he didn't want to go back.
Just as his wife said, he really did trade his legs for his son.
Inside Mantuo's room, the young lady being massaged by Madam Lu using her internal energy was moaning comfortably. Originally, the woman wanted to come over and have a good talk with her, but her son directly asked her to massage Mantuo's sore muscles.
No matter how much resentment she harbored, this girl was someone who had shared life and death with Wangji, and besides, it was for the greater good of the country, so Lady Lu agreed.
When the courtesan removed her clothes, revealing her fair skin and graceful figure, Madam Lu immediately understood.
No wonder her son hadn't married before; he wouldn't even glance at a girl. Her son was definitely a womanizer; with that face and figure, Madam Lu had no choice but to accept it.
She agreed to the marriage because of how their future children would look.
"Auntie, I...I have something I want to tell you..."
The elder patted her on the shoulder and said from behind.
"No need to say anything, child. Just let me take the baby back to show off after you two have it."
The young woman's lips curved into a smile, her face slightly flushed, and she buried her face in her arms as she spoke.
“Auntie, I have no father or mother. Don’t worry, my children will take his surname.”
"Hey! You two should have a lot of kids, and the rest will all take your surname!"
Madam Lu was overjoyed; with all this commotion, she was prepared for the Lu family line to end.
"I told you guys a long time ago that the food is delicious and the employer is great! They always pay for extra work!" Lu Feigong said, surrounded by the younger generation.
"It's delicious, so why didn't the sect leader let us come?"
"Who told you that my master uncle has to suffer so much!"
"Uncle-Master, did you install all those mechanisms by yourself?"
From the moment they entered the brothel, they could see the hidden mechanisms throughout the building; it was armed from top to bottom.
"That's for sure! I did it all by myself, and that's not all! Did you see the war chariots parked in the Huo family's backyard?"
"I saw it."
"That chariot is quite ingenious, isn't it? Did Senior Brother Wangji make it?"
Lu Feigong waved his hand and said
"No, it was my boss's daughter who did it."
"That child?"
"Then isn't she even more talented than Senior Brother Wangji?"
"That's why they say comparing yourself to others will only make you miserable!"
"But this food is really delicious! Our family has been saving every penny for so long, Master Uncle. You are living a life of luxury here."
The younger generation nodded in agreement.
"If you ask me, why don't you stay here and earn some pocket money for a few months, and then go back home when you have some money to spare, or go out and try your luck? Wouldn't that be better than staying at home?"
Lu Feigong raised his wine glass and spoke eloquently. The younger generation looked at their senior with admiration, feeling that the man himself was radiant.
"Don't worry, Uncle-Master! I will definitely stay and help you after Brother Wangji gets married!"
"That's right, our Mohist school can't let you suffer alone. Who would complain about having too much money!"
"That's for sure."
Master Lu stroked his beard a couple of times, finally relieved that he didn't have to do the work alone anymore.
The spring twilight is gentle, and the evening breeze carries the fragrance of flowers.
In the main hall of the Fengyue Tower, the elders exchanged a few pleasantries and finalized the marriage agreement for the two. Although not a single penny of the borrowed money had been spent, losing a son still left Father Lu somewhat embarrassed.
Especially after learning that Master Mantuo was Zhan Cui, he immediately said that a weasel offering New Year's greetings to a chicken was definitely not a good thing. Looking at Master Zhan, whose tail was practically wagging in the air, Father Lu's expression turned somewhat unpleasant.
"From now on, we'll be in-laws. If you have any difficulties, just let me know. As long as I can help, I certainly won't stand idly by."
"Then I'll have to trouble Sect Leader Zhan."
The girls peeked at the engagement ceremony from upstairs, watching the elders of the Lu family and Cen's mother exchange betrothal gifts. At the moment the ceremony was completed, the girls were genuinely happy for Mantuo.
This is fate; Manto has finally seen the light at the end of the tunnel.
“You beat me to it in this matter,” Chunying said, raising an eyebrow at Manto.
"If you wanted, General Huo would have sent the betrothal gifts long ago."
Chunying chuckled a few times, then handed Mando a wine glass and said...
Anyway, I wish you happiness.
The white jade wine glasses collided, splashing out a few drops of fragrant liquid.
Manchester flowers come to stay and see the beauty, but the draco mistakenly placed in the tower. Where can one forget sorrow and worry? Opportunity falls upon this mountain hermitage.
Lu Wangji looked up from downstairs and saw Mantuo tilting her head back as she drank. He remembered the first time he met her; she was upstairs in the same way, making him blush.
But now, in just a few days, the two of them will have a home.
A home that belongs only to the two of them.
“Your man’s eyes are glued to you,” Chunying said to Manto with a smile and without moving her lips.
"Isn't your man the same?"
Huo Xiaolong was even happier! He listened to the clanging and banging of the iron furnace in the backyard.
Her chariot, her treasure! Her plow, her goodness! Now everything is settled! From now on, she can draw more pictures and make everything she can.
The little dumpling stretched out its tiny arms and lay on the eaves, its wish fulfilled—truly the most joyful thing in the world!
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