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

Chapter 41 Working Girl?
Two more days passed peacefully.

Lu Yuan returned home as usual in the afternoon. As soon as he entered the residential area, his phone popped up with a notification: [Cainiao Station] Your package has arrived. Please pick it up as soon as possible using the pickup code XXXXX.

He arrived at the post station, and as soon as the curtain was lifted, Chen Xiaomiao, carrying her bundle, was about to leave.

In an instant, their eyes met.

A hint of panic flashed across Chen Xiaomiao's face, and she subconsciously hid the package behind her back: "Lu...Lu Yuan, you're back?"

Lu Yuan remained expressionless and simply nodded: "Yes, I also need to pick up a package. Wait for me."

"middle……"

Chen Xiaomiao responded softly, her fingers holding the package slightly curled, and the tips of her ears turned a little red.

Lu Yuan picked up the package and the two walked home side by side in silence.

As soon as I got to the front door and inserted the key into the lock, I heard a series of excited, short barks coming from inside.

As soon as the door opened, the idiot rushed out like a cannonball, circling around the two of them, its tail wagging incessantly.

"You idiot, stop messing around!"

Chen Xiaomiao bent down to pick up the dog and casually placed the package on top of the shoe cabinet in the entryway. Just as she bent down to pick up the dog, Lu Yuan's eyes quickly swept over the delivery slip on the package.

Sender: [Anhua Knitting & Textile Factory]

Lu Yuan opened his phone and did a quick search. The results showed that the factory mainly produces and wholesales various socks, and also engages in online retail...

Recalling the vague "twelve loose change" in the ledger a few days ago, Lu Yuan had already guessed the truth pretty accurately.

Big data... does it really understand human nature?
Upon arriving at the restaurant, we found a spread of four dishes and a soup on the table, much more lavish than usual.

Lu Yuan asked curiously, "Why did you make two more dishes today?"

Chen Xiaomiao was adding dog food to Erbaiwu's bowl when she heard this and replied without looking up, "Sister Song Jia will be coming over for dinner later. I was thinking of making more, since her parents aren't home these days and it's lonely for her to eat alone."

"Have you been in contact with Song Jia?"

"Hmm... She's been chatting with me on WeChat these past two days. Is... am I doing something wrong?"

"No."

Lu Yuan quickly waved his hand: "It's good that you have a friend to chat with."

Song Jia's apartment complex is only about 500 meters away from here. Back in high school, she and Lu Yuan often bumped into each other on their way to and from school.

Chen Xiaomiao stays at home all day, so it's really a good thing to have someone her own age, especially a straightforward and smart girl like Song Jia, to talk to.

Lu Yuan's only worry was that Song Jia was very clever and might see through Chen Xiaomiao's scheme.

Speak of the devil, and he appears; the doorbell rang.

Lu Yuan went to open the door. Song Jia, with her long hair down and dressed casually, was carrying a takeout box with the logo of a popular online lobster restaurant. She smiled brightly and said, "Hello! Sorry to bother you, I'm here to get you some extra food!"

"Don't mention it, come in."

Lu Yuan stepped aside to let her into the house.

As soon as Song Jia changed into her slippers, a fluffy little thing enthusiastically pounced on her feet.

"Oh my, what an adorable puppy!"

Song Jia squatted down in surprise, rubbing Lu Yuan's head: "When did you raise him, Lu Yuan?"

"It happened last week," Lu Yuan explained simply.

Song Jia teased the idiot as they entered the restaurant, her gaze falling on the dining table, her eyes lighting up.

Wow! Xiao Miao, did you make all of this?

She exclaimed in genuine admiration, not forgetting to tease Lu Yuan: "Tsk tsk tsk, Lu Yuan, where did you find such a virtuous wife?" Chen Xiaomiao's cheeks flushed, and she subconsciously wanted to retort, "I'm not Lu Yuan's wife," but when she remembered Lu Yuan's instructions, she swallowed the words back.

The three sat down and peeled crayfish. Lu Yuan casually asked, "Why haven't I seen you in the class group lately?"

"Hey, I'm too lazy to join in that fun."

Song Jia popped a peeled shrimp into her mouth, nonchalantly saying, "If Yu Hongkai hadn't insisted on showing off and asked me for help, I wouldn't have bothered organizing this! Besides, I'm busy applying for a new job..."

"Aren't you planning to take the civil service exam?" Lu Yuan remembered her mentioning it.

"I can prepare while working, so that neither of us can be delayed."

Song Jia rolled her eyes at him: "Do you think I'm the kind of person who uses taking civil service exams or graduate school exams as an excuse to stay at home and sponge off my parents?"

Her long hair was a bit of a hindrance when she ate crayfish, so she simply turned to Chen Xiaomiao and asked, "Xiaomiao, do you have a hairband or a hair tie? Can I borrow it?"

Chen Xiaomiao quickly nodded: "I have some in my room, I'll go get it for you!"

When Song Jia saw Chen Xiaomiao push open the guest room door and then glance at Lu Yuan's master bedroom, a knowing smile appeared on her face.

She nudged Lu Yuan with her elbow and whispered, "You two didn't sleep together?"

Lu Yuan smiled, neither admitting nor denying: "What are you doing, pretending to be ignorant when you know the truth?"

In Lu Yuan's memory, Song Jia was as shrewd as a monkey since high school, with excellent grades and a keen understanding of human relationships.

She's been chatting with the naive Chen Xiaomiao these past few days, probably because she already found out.

Song Jia clicked her tongue twice and sighed.

"Isn't this just a matter of time..."

"is it?"

"if not?"

Song Jia jokingly said, "What, are you just deceiving this naive and ignorant rural migrant worker girl, just playing around?"

Lu Yuan was peeling shrimp when he heard this and felt relieved.

Song Jia thought Chen Xiaomiao was a rural migrant worker, which saved him the trouble of explaining himself.

"What are you thinking about?"

Lu Yuan popped a shrimp into his mouth: "The young girl is new to the city and doesn't know anything. She's very naive. I'm just giving her a place to stay and lending her a hand so she can get used to things."

"Then why did you take her to the class reunion?"

"Why not let her get a good meal? She's free to eat..."

"Hmph, men! Hmph, excuses!"

"Believe it or not."

Lu Yuan was too lazy to explain and changed the subject.

"However, since you get along well with her, take her out more often in the future to broaden her horizons and teach her the rules and ways of the city. Don't let her be completely clueless and get scammed while still helping others count their money."

He paused, then added as a final touch.

"Please do me a favor."

Helping someone means owing them a favor, and Song Jia was happy to oblige, readily giving them an OK sign.

"Okay, leave it to me. I'll make sure you get everything arranged perfectly for your wife!"

(End of this chapter)