The daily life of a space tycoon raising children, doting on his husband, and farming.

Chapter 97 Expelled from the County School
Lu Chengjing said, "This matter must be discussed with my wife."

Qiao Yu'an looked at Shang Wan reluctantly, but her eyes held a hint of expectation.

Shangwan isn't a wishing well. Besides, what if Qiao Yu'an doesn't keep an eye on the wolves in the city and they run away and hurt people?
Don't be fooled by how docile the wolves on the mountain are in front of her, they're wolves, not real rabbits. Try it on someone else.

It would be good if they could at least be buried with a whole body.

"Thinking about it isn't illegal, you can think whatever you want."

Anyway, she won't help with catching the wolves.

Qiao Yu'an: "...It's not like I'm not paying."

"We won't help even if you offer money," Shang Wan said. "If you're so capable, go catch them yourself."

"Fine, I'll catch them myself." Qiao Yu'an put his hands behind his back and looked at Ah Le. "Come with me into the mountains to catch wolves later."

Ah Le swallowed hard and said awkwardly, "Young Master, are we going to catch wolves or feed them to the wolves?"

Qiao Yu'an: "..."

What kind of truth are you talking about?

He glared at Ah Le, who muttered, "Young Master, it's not worth losing two lives for nothing. My worthless life is one thing, but your delicate body is too precious to be taken advantage of by wolves in the mountains."

The kid even knew to offer him a way out, and Qiao Yu'an... of course, took the opportunity to come down the aisle.

“What you say makes sense. We’ll discuss hiring wolves later.”

Ah Le quickly flattered, "Young Master is wise!"

Shang Wan thought to herself, "They really are like servants acting like their masters. These two standing together are a real pair of clowns."

"Chengjing, look, these are all the things I brought for you."

At the small table where Lu Chengjing usually practiced calligraphy, Qiao Yu'an directed A'le to open the large bundle and take out the contents one by one.

There were books, paper, ink sticks, and several calligraphy brushes. Paper was the most abundant, with four or five different kinds.

In addition, there were small toys for Yuanyuan, items for Shitou and Xiaohuan, and a small gift for Shangwan.

Shang Wan was somewhat surprised that she was included.

Originally, there wasn't one, but Qiao Yu'an did take Lu Chengjing's words to heart. In addition, he knew that Shang Wan had spent a lot of money to buy a wheelchair for Lu Chengjing, so he changed his opinion of Shang Wan a little and specially prepared a gift for her.

Qiao Yu'an said to Lu Chengjing, "You'll definitely waste paper practicing writing with your left hand. It's not convenient to buy paper in the village, so I specially had someone pack some extra."

"Thank you for your trouble." A warm feeling welled up in Lu Chengjing's heart. He reached out and removed the book, only to find two more booklets underneath, which turned out to be two account books.

He looked up at Qiao Yu'an, but Qiao Yu'an looked up at the sky and the ground instead of at him. She unfolded her folding fan and fanned herself wildly until she sneezed, then quickly closed the fan.

Lu Chengjing sighed, "Yu'an, you should find someone else to handle the accounting."

Previously, out of respect for the Lu family, the Qiao family could turn a blind eye and let Qiao Yu'an do whatever he wanted. In any case, these were just shops given to Qiao Yu'an to practice on, and even if he lost everything, it wouldn't be a big deal.

But now that he has been kicked out of the Lu family, and given the Lu family's attitude, he should no longer be in charge of these account books.

He didn't believe that Qiao Yu'an didn't understand this principle.

"No one else can calculate as fast as you," Qiao Yu'an flattered Lu Chengjing, "You are Master Ouyang's prized student."

To prevent Lu Chengjing from finding an excuse to refuse, he quickly changed the subject, "By the way, several teachers have asked me about your recent situation."

Lu Chengjing had no choice but to temporarily set aside the matter of accounting and asked, "What did you say?"

Qiao Yu'an said, "I only told you half of it." Lu Chengjing immediately had a bad feeling and pressed, "Which half?"

Qiao Yu'an touched his nose and said, "I told the teachers that you are doing well, eating and sleeping well. The rumors outside are just that. Before long, the Lu family will recognize you back into the clan, and then you will go back to the county school to continue your studies."

Shang Wan: It's not just half. The saying goes, "half true, half false," and this guy told the whole half of the false part.

Lu Chengjing seemed used to being tricked by Qiao Yu'an, and he wasn't particularly angry when he heard this. He just said helplessly, "Why don't you tell the truth?"

“I’m not entirely lying,” Qiao Yu’an couldn’t help but twirl his fan to hide his guilt. “You didn’t poison the former magistrate. Uncle Lu will definitely find a good day to bring you back to the county magistrate if he finds out he wronged you.”

Lu Chengjing's expression turned slightly cold. "I will never return to the Lu family."

"Think about it again," Qiao Yu'an advised. "If you don't go back to the Lu family, what will happen to the county school..."

"They'll kick me out." Lu Chengjing finished his sentence, glanced down at his immobile right hand, and gave a self-deprecating smile. "In my current state, even if they don't kick me out, how can I go back?"

Qiao Yu'an was most afraid of seeing her friend give up on herself, so she couldn't help but look to Shang Wan for help.

Shang Wan was eating the snacks that Qiao Yu'an had brought, looking carefree and relaxed.

Qiao Yu'an was instantly enraged. What kind of time was this to be eating snacks?!

Noticing Qiao Yu'an's fiery gaze, Shang Wan swallowed her snack and handed one to Lu Chengjing, saying, "Here, have a piece. You should like the taste."

Lu Chengjing took it, put it to his lips, took a bite, chewed it carefully, and then nodded slightly to Shang Wan.

Shang Wan chuckled: "Right? I knew you'd like it."

Qiao Yu'an: "..."

Is now the time to talk about desserts?

“Chengjing, think about Yan Xu’an. If he knew that the county school had expelled you, wouldn’t he throw a three-day banquet to celebrate?”

Lu Chengjing calmly replied, "Three days is not enough; it will take at least seven days."

Just for the small test rating being the same as his, a three-day banquet was held. Without him as a thorn in his side, Yan Xu'an wouldn't be Yan Xu'an if he didn't hold a seven-day banquet.

"I'm so worried for you, how can you still be in the mood for jokes?" Qiao Yu'an couldn't understand the couple and felt his anger burning up to his eyebrows.

"Have some herbal tea to cool down," Shang Wan gestured to Qiao Yu'an to calm down. "Do you really want your husband to go back to the county school in a wheelchair, only to be surrounded and mocked by a bunch of jealous classmates?"

“With me here, I certainly won’t let Chengjing be bullied.” Qiao Yu’an retorted subconsciously, then frowned and asked, “What is a lemon?”

Shang Wan explained simply: "They are a group of people who can't stand seeing others do better than themselves. They're like jealous people, feeling sour inside."

“Lemon spirit, lemon spirit, that’s an interesting term.” Qiao Yu’an repeated twice and laughed, “You’re right, they are a bunch of lemon spirits.”

Shang Wan shrugged. "So, the most important thing for you right now is to recover from your injury. We can talk about the rest after you've healed."

"Young Madam, do you mean that Young Master Lu's injuries can be healed?" Ah Le, sensing the implication in her words, couldn't help but interject.

Qiao Yu'an also looked at Shang Wan expectantly.

The master and servant had exactly the same look in their eyes.

"Even if it can't be fully recovered, it can recover to about 80% or 90%." Shang Wan didn't make a definitive statement, which made it seem more believable.

Qiao Yu'an exclaimed with delight, "Even if I can recover 80% or 90%, that would be great!"

Ah Le, however, thought of something else and hurriedly asked, "I wonder which doctor examined Young Master Lu?"

(End of this chapter)