My Taoist nun girlfriend is from the Republic of China era, 1942.

Chapter 160 Visit
The fifth day of National Day, afternoon.

Chen Xiaomiao was sitting cross-legged on the carpet, teasing Lu Yang with a colorful cloth ball.

The little guy waved his arms and legs excitedly, making "ah-woo ah-woo" noises.

Hearing the familiar sound of the combination lock at the door, Chen Xiaomiao didn't even look up, assuming it was Aunt Wang returning from grocery shopping.

"Aunt Wang, how about we have braised noodles for lunch tonight? I'm really craving it."

The person who came in through the door didn't answer, but instead let out a soft laugh.

Chen Xiaomiao suddenly raised her head and met a pair of smiling eyes.

"Want some braised noodles?"

Lu Yuan put his suitcase aside, changed into slippers, and walked over to her in a few steps.

"Why are you back so soon? Didn't you say it would be two more days?"

Chen Xiaomiao's eyes widened in surprise, and she didn't even care about her son, rushing into Lu Yuan's arms.

Lu Yuan took the opportunity to hug her tightly. The familiar fragrance and faint milky scent made most of the fatigue from the journey disappear.

"Once things are done over there, I have to fly back as soon as possible. I miss you and our son."

Chen Xiaomiao blushed, nudged Lu Yuan lightly with her elbow, and scolded him playfully.

"Nasty."

"Oh!"

Seeing his parents hugging each other and completely forgetting about their son, Lu Yang, who was on the carpet, became unhappy and started to protest loudly.

Chen Xiaomiao quickly let go of Lu Yuan, turned around, picked up her son from the carpet, and handed him to Lu Yuan.

"Quick, call him 'Dad,' your dad's back!"

Little Lu Yang couldn't understand at all. He opened his mouth, and a string of glistening saliva flowed down his chin.

Lu Yuan couldn't help but laugh. He took his son from Chen Xiaomiao's arms and found him to be quite heavy, feeling that he was much heavier than before he left.

He held his son's chubby little hand and gently patted his own face.

"You little rascal, you've gotten fatter in just a few days."

The family of three had been cuddling for a short while when Chen Xiaomiao's phone suddenly lit up; it was a message from Tang Wen.

[Tang Wen]: Want to go out for dinner? I got a bonus today, so I'll treat you to hot pot!
The message was followed by a grinning emoji with big teeth showing.

Chen Xiaomiao stared at her phone screen, then looked up at Lu Yuan, who was holding his son and sunbathing by the window, feeling utterly troubled.

[Chen Xiaomiao]: I can't leave today, my husband is back.

The message was sent out and Tang Wen replied almost instantly.

[Tang Wen]: Ah, okay then. How about the day after tomorrow? The day after tomorrow is the last day of the National Day holiday, let's have dinner together, otherwise there will be too many people when school starts and I can't afford to treat everyone...

Chen Xiaomiao looked troubled. She didn't want to spoil her classmate's fun, but she was even more reluctant to part with Lu Yuan and her son.

Seeing that Chen Xiaomiao's expression was off, Lu Yuan stepped forward and asked curiously, "What's wrong? Who are you chatting with?"

"Tang Wen, she's the classmate I told you about." Chen Xiaomiao handed her phone to Lu Yuan: "She wants to ask me out to dinner."

Lu Yuan glanced at the chat history, his expression unchanged: "Go ahead, it's good for classmates to get together more often. I'll take care of things at home, and there's also Aunt Wang and Sister Zhang, so you can go out and have fun without worry."

“But you just got back…” Chen Xiaomiao shook her head and muttered softly, “I’m at home with you and Yangyang.”

Seeing her conflicted expression, Lu Yuan smiled and said, "Did you promise someone something and now you feel bad about it?"

Chen Xiaomiao nodded, realizing Lu Yuan's words had hit the nail on the head: "I took her home that day, and she asked if she could come visit me, and I said yes..."

“Since you’ve already agreed, it wouldn’t be good to go back on your word.” Lu Yuan put his son back in the cradle. “Why don’t we just invite them over to our house?”

"Would you like to come to my home?"

“You’ll be in college for four years, so you can’t keep it a secret forever. It’s not a big deal if your classmates find out you’re a mom.”

Let them know sooner rather than later, so you can feel more at ease at school and won't always have to make excuses.

After thinking about it for a while, Chen Xiaomiao felt that Lu Yuan's words made sense.

My situation is indeed different from other girls; I can hide it for a while, but not forever.

Rather than letting them speculate wildly, it's better to let them know openly. Having figured this out, Chen Xiaomiao picked up her phone again and sent a message to Tang Wen.

[Chen Xiaomiao]: Xiaowen, why don't you come to my house for dinner? We can make hot pot at home.

[Tang Wen]: Oh? Go to your house? That's so embarrassing...

[Chen Xiaomiao]: It's okay, come on over, it's no trouble at all! You can try my cooking! I'll send you the address.

Chen Xiaomiao readily sent her location.

Tang Wen was silent for a while, then finally replied with an "ok" gesture.

……

Following the location provided by Chen Xiaomiao, Tang Wen took the subway to the residential area.

She gave the security guard her address and called Chen Xiaomiao to confirm before being allowed to pass.

I went upstairs and rang the doorbell. A woman who looked to be around fifty years old opened the door. She was wearing a clean apron and had a kind expression.

"Hello, Auntie, I'm looking for Chen Xiaomiao."

Tang Wen spoke politely, guessing that it must be Chen Xiaomiao's mother or an elder.

"Is this Miss Tang? Please come in. Knowing you were coming, Xiao Miao prepared everything herself in the kitchen."

Aunt Wang smiled and stepped aside to let Tang Wen into the house.

Tang Wen changed into slippers, and when she looked up, she froze in the entryway.

The living room is ridiculously large, with floor-to-ceiling windows offering a panoramic view of the river.

In the cradle, a tiny baby was sleeping soundly.

This... what is going on?
"Wenwen, you're here! Come in and sit down!"

At home, Chen Xiaomiao habitually speaks in her Central Plains dialect.

She came out of the kitchen carrying a plate of washed vegetables, her eyes crinkling with a smile.

Tang Wen moved her feet mechanically, her gaze fixed on the cradle, her mind blank, her mouth opened but no sound came out for a long time.

"Xiao Miao...this...this is..."

Chen Xiaomiao followed her finger and looked over, a proud expression on her face as a mother.

"Oh, this is my son, Lu Yang. This is Aunt Wang, who manages the household. And that's Sister Zhang, the nanny, who takes care of Yangyang."

son……

Aunt Wang...she manages the household chores...

Nanny...

Several keywords exploded in Tang Wen's mind like thunderclaps.

She finally understood.

Why did Chen Xiaomiao take such a long leave from school? Why was she exempted from military training? Why didn't she live in the dormitory? Why did she never interrupt when the boys in her class talked about things?

Good grief, they're not even in the same race as them.

"Hello, Tang Wen."

A calm and gentle male voice rang out.

Tang Wen suddenly snapped out of her daze and turned around to see a tall man walking out of the study.

The man looked to be only a few years older than her, dressed in simple home clothes, yet he exuded a maturity and a sense of pressure far beyond his years.

"And this too, my man, Lu Yuan!"

Chen Xiaomiao walked over, naturally took Lu Yuan's arm, and introduced him with a happy expression.

"Hello, Brother Lu... Brother Lu."

Tang Wen was so nervous that she didn't know what to do with her hands and feet, as if she were in a job interview.

(End of this chapter)