The stolen magic is a bit magical

Lin Xiaosu was speechless...

Our ancestors overturned the table—something that has probably never happened in human history since the advent of materialism.

Xiao Ye made a phone call and told her mother: I'm going to pick up Xiao Su.

Then he rode over on the Lin family's motorcycle.

Lin Xiaosu arranged for her to stay at a hotel.

Poor Xiaoye, she was forced to leave her nest once again.

If she had human emotions, she'd probably feel wronged. So what? Am I just a mascot? I can claim a spot when needed, and step aside when not. What do I lack compared to a normal woman? Why can't I use something that has a hole and water?

Of course, this is just a hypothetical scenario; in reality, she has no human emotions.

She didn't even know she was wronged.

She just smiled.

Lan Yao changed into Xiao Ye's clothes and came out of the room looking exactly like Xiao Ye.

"Since it's my first time visiting your home, should I bring your parents some gifts?" Lan Yao asked.

"No need, right? In everyone's eyes, you're already my wife of one or two years," Lin Xiaosu said.

"Got it!" Lan Yao hopped on her motorcycle. "You just want me to act more intimate and natural with you, right? I can do it! First step: hug me tight!"

He hugged Lin Xiaosu tightly.

The little motorcycle sped into the heavy snow. The roadside started to slip a bit, but with Lin Xiaosu's superb driving skills, this was naturally no problem.

Soon, the little motorcycle entered Laotashan Village. The old buddies who had just returned from working outside looked at the young couple in the heavy snow with envy and jealousy...

These two have made all the young men in the village not want to go home.

Every time I go home, my parents point to the Lin family's courtyard and give them lessons...

With real-life examples right around us, the pressure to get married is extraordinary.

If Lin Xiaosu and his wife had any flaws, they could use them as a rebuttal; however, it was too difficult to find flaws in him.

Xiaoye's gentleness and virtue are widely known.

Lin Xiaosu happens to know how to make money.

I heard he earns over a million a year, how can anyone survive on that?

Of course, this is just hearsay. In theory, the reported income is several times different from the actual income, but even two or three hundred thousand is still an unattainable goal for them.

However, no one knew that Lin Xiaosu's income was indeed far from the rumored amount, more than ten times the difference, but in reverse; his real income was tens of millions.

The villagers didn't put his income in the eight figures, mainly because poverty limited their imagination...

Upon entering the Lin family courtyard, my parents came out to greet me.

Mom picked up a towel and brushed the snowflakes off Lan Yao, complaining to Lin Xiaosu, "Xiaosu, you're so dramatic! What's wrong with taking a taxi back from the county town? Why did Xiaoye have to pick you up? If you've fallen, I'll make you regret it!"

Lan Yao replied sweetly, "Auntie, I'm fine."

"I only let him go because you're alright. Xiaoye, come inside. I've prepared your favorite dishes for you today..."

Inside, it was warm and cozy.

The table was set up, the offerings were laid out, and Lin Xiaosu and Lan Yao took firecrackers to the courtyard. They lit them, and the firecrackers crackled. Lan Yao grabbed her ear and crawled behind Lin Xiaosu.

The elderly couple inside the house beamed with joy.

Lin Xiaosu was speechless. Senior sister, your acting skills are top-notch. You can walk through a hail of bullets, are you really afraid of being hit by cannons?
After a few rounds of drinks, it's time to kowtow.

Dad kowtowed, Mom kowtowed, Lin Xiaosu kowtowed, and Lan Yao stepped forward and kowtowed as well...

A family of four, all together.

The parents had no idea that their daughter-in-law had switched the babies.

It used to be fake.

This one is even more fake...

At the dinner table, Mom mentioned my brother.

My older brother, Lin Xiaoyang, won't be able to come home for the New Year; the military needs someone to be on duty.

He also happened to have accumulated all his annual leave over the years, saving it for next May Day to use as his wedding leave.

That's good too.

A whisper from Lan Yao quietly slipped into Lin Xiaosu's ears...

She told him that she knew about Lin Xiaoyang's situation. The seventeen men from the Gongchun Mountain outpost participated in the Southwest Border Defense War, and eight of them sacrificed their lives in that battle.

The remaining nine people are to visit the homes of their fallen comrades during this holiday season to learn about their situation and help them resolve any concerns they may have.

This has been a long-standing tradition at their Gongchunshan outpost.

Therefore, Lin Xiaoyang was not preparing for his wedding leave next year, but rather to complete this tragic mission.

He didn't tell his parents the truth because he didn't want them to get involved and worry about him.

Lin Xiaosu felt a little heavy-hearted upon hearing these words.

This is only one battle.

The battle was indeed fierce, with over three thousand deaths, but compared to the impending catastrophe, it was merely a small storm in a teapot…

After the meal, Lan Yao suggested taking a walk in the small mountain village.

Lin Xiaosu walked with her through the wind and snow, took a deep breath, and the pressure in his heart quietly shifted.

The world is so big, and there are so many people; he's not fighting alone!
All anyone can do is probably have a clear conscience.

"This little mountain village has quite a charm." Lan Yao was very interested in rural life.

"It only gets interesting when the year is almost over. On weekdays, migrant workers don't come home, and many people keep their doors locked."

"Xiao Su!"

Suddenly a shout rang out. Lin Xiaosu turned to the side and saw a man coming out of the snow.

"Village Chief Li!" Lin Xiaosu smiled and said, "It's the Little New Year today, are you still going from village to village?"

The visitor was Li Yuejin, the village head of Laotashan Village.

“It’s not just the Lunar New Year’s Eve, it’s snowing heavily today. Who would want to go out in this damn weather? It’s all because of that Sister-in-law Deng from your village. She and her father-in-law never get along. Yesterday she even kicked the old man out. Can you believe it’s the Lunar New Year…” Village Chief Li said nonchalantly, “If everyone were like your Xiao Ye, none of this nonsense would happen.”

Lan Yao was a little confused, but soon she realized that she was Xiao Ye, whom the village chief had praised. She quickly nodded and made way for the village chief.

The village chief had gone over, and Lan Yao's voice drifted into Lin Xiaosu's ears: "What is it?"

"The petty squabbles of rural families are commonplace. Sister-in-law Deng's father-in-law is getting old, so she's starting to look down on him. Actually, to be fair, her father-in-law is actually considered quite well-off in the countryside. He's retired from a company and still gets two or three thousand yuan a month in salary. If he's still looked down on, what about the average old man in the countryside?"

"Oh... how will the village chief handle this? Will he deal with her according to the village rules and regulations?" Lan Yao asked curiously.

She was really unfamiliar with rural life.

"Village rules and regulations are only for those who follow them. For those who don't, they're just empty words... Speaking of this village chief, he's a big mouth and definitely not the kind of person who does ideological work among the masses. I'm also curious whether they'll start fighting later."

The village chief entered Sister-in-law Deng's courtyard.

As soon as Sister-in-law Deng saw the village chief, her face immediately darkened: "Village chief, don't try to persuade me. We must live separately today! I wasn't born of him or raised by him. Why should I serve him every day and still not get a kind word in return?"

The village chief asked, "Do you raise pigs?"

Sister-in-law Deng frowned deeply: "I raised one."

How long have you been raising it?

"Most of the year."

"How much money did you make?"

"How much can you make raising pigs? After deducting costs, you can only earn a maximum of five hundred!" Sister-in-law Deng said, "Village chief, why are you investigating this?"

The village chief said, "Your father-in-law earns three thousand one hundred yuan a month, right? He gives you all that money every month, right? Do the math yourself, is it more profitable to raise him or raise pigs?"

Sister-in-law Deng was stunned.

Inside the room, the old man was stunned, his face turning red and white.

The village chief's booming voice stunned the entire family.

The village chief said, "I've done the math for you. Raising your father-in-law is equivalent to raising 80 pigs!"

Sister-in-law Deng's eyes were full of astonishment, but it seemed to make sense.

“I know what you're complaining about about him—he's old, dirty, and hard to manage. But isn't raising pigs dirty too? Does the pigsty need to be maintained by the pigs or by you? Treat him well. If he lives another year, it's equivalent to you raising 80 pigs every year. If he dies, you'll lose your pigs… Do you understand?”

Sister-in-law Deng took a deep breath: "I understand!"

"Do you know what to do?"

"I know... I treat my father-in-law like a pig!"

"That's more like it!" The village chief grinned widely. "Why make a fuss during the New Year? Let's go!"

He turned around gracefully and left gracefully.

Lin Xiaosu and Lan Yao looked at each other in bewilderment...

After turning a corner, they both smiled.

Lan Yao was deeply moved by a rural incident she encountered by chance. In the past, when she was a high-ranking official in Qianlong, she only focused on major and important matters and never went down to the countryside to personally experience the everyday life of rural families.

During her visit to Laotashan Village, she experienced things she had never experienced before.

Her interest grew even stronger, and she spent the entire afternoon wandering around with Lin Xiaosu.

When they encountered elderly people, they all nodded and greeted them.

But when it comes to young people, they basically avoid the conversation...

Lan Yao noticed this and secretly transmitted her voice to him: "Hey, I've noticed that you're not very popular in the village. Your peers are avoiding you."

"because of you!"

"What does this have to do with me?" Lan Yao retorted.

"In their eyes, me going around with you is shameless showing off, bragging to these old bachelors that I found a good wife."

Lan Yao's eyes darted around discreetly: "I'm not your wife."

"Today is!"

A sentence: Today is...

Blue Fairy's heart was pounding.

Xiaoye has already checked into the hotel.

Tonight, she will take Xiaoye's place and share a room with him.

He said, "She's his wife today," does that mean he's going to sleep with her tonight?
In addition, what the village chief did earlier was also on her mind, stirring up different feelings and making her realize that some things are not about form but about effectiveness, and sometimes simplicity and directness are more effective.

My thoughts have been a bit wild lately...

Isn't it simply more direct and effective?

Surely a powerful figure like myself, a rising dragon king, can't be less capable than a village chief? I dare not do what I want to do…

Filled with this inexplicable excitement, Blue Demon welcomed the twilight of Old Tower Mountain.

The snow is falling harder.

The mountains were all white.

Night falls early, and after dinner, it feels perfectly natural to go straight to bed.

In fact, many people in this small mountain village are doing just that today.

Most of them were migrant workers who had been away from home for years. Having finally returned, how could they not be eager to see their wives? Even if there was porridge cooking on the stove, many would first carry their wives into the room. (End of Chapter)