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

Chapter 166 The Sorrows of a Fool
On the third day after the idiot dog returned home, he finally realized that his home was very different from what it used to be.

First, it faces the discriminatory "human-dog segregation" policy formulated by Chen Xiaomiao.

The living room was covered with a thick wool carpet, and a corner was enclosed by a colorful fence, which was Lu Yang's private playground.

The little one had just finished drinking milk and was full of energy. He lay on the soft mat, kicking his two chubby little legs hard and making "woo-woo" noises in response to the rattle hanging above his head.

Outside the fence, less than two meters away, Erbaiwu lay on the ground, his head resting on his front paws, his big blue eyes fixed on the little one inside the fence.

Curiosity, confusion... and the resentment of being deprived of their status in the family.

Its status in the home has plummeted.

The woman wouldn't let it on the sofa, wouldn't let it into the bedroom, and would even get a big wad of cash if it got within three meters of the little thing.

"You idiot, move back a bit and stay away from my kid!"

When Chen Xiaomiao came out of the kitchen, she saw the idiot's restless posture and immediately got angry and scolded him.

The idiot sobbed in grievance and reluctantly moved back half a meter.

Lu Yuan was sitting on the sofa scrolling through his tablet when he heard this and couldn't help but laugh: "Didn't the doctor say that it's okay for our son to be around pets when he's three months old?"

Chen Xiaomiao shot her a sharp glare: "What are you laughing at? Be serious!"

"It's got all the vaccines it's been vaccinated, and Aunt Wang brushes its fur and wipes its paws every day, so it's very clean. You treat it like a thief, it must be so sad."

Chen Xiaomiao shook her head again, her expression serious.

"We adults are tough and fearless, but Yangyang is still so young and tender."

"Look at him, that idiot, sharp-tongued and big as a calf, doesn't know his own strength, what if he accidentally bumps into Yangyang..."

Lu Yuan knew that Chen Xiaomiao was inevitably nervous about becoming a mother for the first time, so he didn't argue with her and just stroked her limply.

"Okay, okay, you're right, let's be more careful."

He agreed verbally, but his eyes darted towards the idiot.

The fool seemed to realize that the male owner was speaking up for him, so he kept wagging his tail and making ingratiating "humming" sounds in his throat, trying to gain sympathy.

Unfortunately, Chen Xiaomiao was stubborn and there was nothing Lu Yuan could do about it.

In the afternoon, Lu Yuan was having a video conference in his study, while Chen Xiaomiao was playing with her son in the living room.

When the time came, Lu Yang pouted and prepared himself to sing.

Chen Xiaomiao quickly picked him up, patted his back and comforted him familiarly, and walked towards the nursery.

"Oh dear, my sweet baby, is it hungry or sleepy...?"

Sister Zhang came forward and took the child from Chen Xiaomiao's hands.

"Miss Chen, let me do it. I think he peed. I'll change his diaper."

"Okay, then change it. I'll go make the formula."

The two worked together seamlessly, dividing the tasks among themselves.

There was only one big dog left in the living room for the time being.

Erbaiwu slowly got up, his gaze drawn to the baby cradle.

It circled the cradle twice and began to think with its dog head.

Suddenly, as if it had a good idea, it ran back to its kennel and accurately picked out its favorite chew toy from a pile of toys—a cowhide bone that had been chewed and was covered in saliva.

This is its treasure; it doesn't usually let anyone touch it.

Carrying this "treasure" in its mouth, it ran back to the cradle with a "tap tap tap" sound, put its front paws on the ground, and stuck half of its body inside.

Erbaiwu carefully placed the teething stick next to Lu Yang's small pillow.

After doing all this, it squatted down beside the cradle like a loyal guard, its tail swishing proudly behind it.

A short while later, the bedroom door reopened.

Chen Xiaomiao carried Lu Yang, who had been fed and watered, out of the cradle. Just as she was about to put the child back in the cradle, she looked down and her expression changed drastically.

"What the hell?!"

Inside the cradle lay a yellowish, damp bone that emitted a complex odor...

Chen Xiaomiao's gaze instantly locked onto the culprit standing to the side.

"Two hundred and fifty!"

A deafening roar echoed throughout the living room.

The fool trembled in fright, his tail instantly tucked between his legs, and he stared blankly at his suddenly enraged mistress, as if asking a question.

What?!

Don't you like the gift I gave your son? "I'll clean you up later!"

Chen Xiaomiao found a long-handled barbecue tongs in the kitchen, carefully picked up the beef bone, and threw it into the trash can with a look of disgust.

The idiot watched from the side, probably heartbroken that his precious child had been abandoned, and let out a pitiful whimper...

He couldn't understand why his carefully chosen gift would provoke the hostess's fury.

It tentatively took two steps forward, pondering with its simple dog brain whether the gift was not valuable enough.

"You dare come any closer!"

Chen Xiaomiao's eyebrows shot up, and she grabbed the soft flesh on the back of the idiot's neck, half-dragging and half-throwing him onto the balcony.

"Stay outside! Don't come inside!"

The glass door to the balcony slammed shut, completely shutting out the idiot.

It lay on the cold floor tiles, resting its big head on its front paws, its nose pressed tightly against the glass door, staring longingly into the room, looking pitiful and aggrieved.

The next morning, Chen Xiaomiao was going to university for class.

Before leaving, she deliberately went to the balcony door, opened it a crack, and issued a stern warning.

"You stay put and don't come in! Do you hear me?!"

The idiot wagged its tail listlessly and whimpered softly, as if promising to obey.

No sooner had Chen Xiaomiao left than Lu Yuan walked out of the bedroom, yawning.

He first went to check out the nursery, where Sister Zhang was holding Lu Yang and looking at the scenery by the window.

The little guy had just woken up and was full of energy. When he saw Lu Yuan, he immediately grinned, his toothless mouth open, and stretched out his little hands to be held.

"Let me take him." Lu Yuan took his son from Sister Zhang's arms and weighed him in his hands with practiced ease. "Sister Zhang, you can go ahead and do your work."

Holding his soft, cuddly son, Lu Yuan walked into the living room and opened the glass door to the balcony.

"You idiot, come here."

Upon hearing the summons, Erbaiwu suddenly raised his head, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes before turning hesitant.

It glanced at Lu Yuan, then at the living room carpet that the mistress had marked as a no-go zone, and hesitated to make a move, letting out a soft, whimpering inquiry.

Lu Yuan emphasized, "Come here!"

Only then did the idiot tuck his tail between his legs and crawl into the living room.

Lu Yuan sat down on the carpet and patted the spot in front of him.

"Get down!"

The idiot immediately lay down obediently.

Lu Yuan helped Lu Yang up from his arms and gently placed him against the broad, sturdy back of the idiot.

In an instant, the dog froze, its muscles tensing and its limbs stiffening. It tried to turn around to look at the soft little thing on its back, but dared not move an inch.

However, the "little bag" on its back was quite comfortable.

Little Lu Yang seemed to really like the fluffy, warm "pillow," kicking his chubby little legs excitedly and making "giggle" noises.

Lu Yuan took out his phone, pointed it at the child and the dog, recorded a video of about ten seconds, and sent it to Chen Xiaomiao.

[Lu Yuan]: You idiot, you dirtied the cradle, and now you're paying for it by using yourself as the cradle for your son.

Lu Yuan understood the "good intentions" of the fool, and also knew that Chen Xiaomiao was all bark and no bite; otherwise, he would have simply sent the fool away.

About a minute later, the phone screen lit up.

It was Chen Xiaomiao's reply.

There were no words, no emojis, only a row of silent ellipses.

……

In the afternoon, Chen Xiaomiao got home more than half an hour later than usual.

When she opened the door, the idiot was still lying on the living room carpet, dutifully serving as a "dog meat cushion," while Lu Yuan stood quietly by his side.

Hearing the door open, the dog's ears twitched and its body tensed even more.

It cautiously turned its head and saw its female owner standing in the entryway with a schoolbag. Its tail quickly tucked in, and the whole dog exuded an air of cowardice, as if saying, "I was wrong" and "I dare not move."

The next second, a brand new beef bone chew stick, with a rich meaty aroma, hit the dog's head squarely and bounced down in front of it.

The dog was stunned by the blow. It blinked its eyes, stared at the new bone in front of it that was several sizes bigger than its precious dog, and let out a puzzled sound.

"Woof!?"

(End of this chapter)