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

Chapter 72 The Return of the Condor Heroes
Days passed by, like the lukewarm winter sun over Jiangcheng, uneventful yet genuinely warming people's hearts.

Huang Wei was ultimately sentenced to fifteen years in prison.

Zhou Yanchun and her two grandchildren were taken to Jiangcheng and settled in an old neighborhood. The house was small but clean and bright.

Lu Yuan visited her a few times. The old lady looked much better, but she was more silent. She spent most of her time sitting in the wicker chair on the balcony, staring blankly downstairs.

Perhaps feeling awkward about acting as a "junior" while being an "elder," Chen Xiaomiao never went to visit Zhou Yanchun, only occasionally asking Lu Yuan to bring her some homemade food to help her recover.

Life seemed to have returned to its original track.

Chen Xiaomiao continues to study recipes, clean, and outwit the idiot every day.

Occasionally, I would light an incense stick in front of my master's memorial tablet in the underground warehouse and space out for a while.

But Lu Yuan's maternal grandfather was never mentioned again...

December arrived in the blink of an eye. It was Lu Yuan's birthday, twenty-two years old, neither too young nor too old, nothing to make a big fuss about.

I went to my grandparents' house for a meal with Chen Xiaomiao. I listened to their nagging about "finding a proper job after graduation," "not always messing around outside," and "giving us a great-grandchild." After the meal, I made an excuse to slip away.

After parking his car in the community garage, Lu Yuan glanced at his phone. It was eight o'clock in the evening, still early.

"Xiao Miao, wait for me at the main gate. I'll go up and bring Er Baiwu down, and then we'll go out for a walk."

"middle!"

Chen Xiaomiao obediently agreed and got off the car first.

When Lu Yuan led the energetic, silly dog ​​to the entrance of the residential area, Chen Xiaomiao was standing under a street lamp, her hands tucked into her sleeves, tilting her head back and letting out a delicate yawn.

A small puff of white mist escaped from her mouth and quickly dissipated into the cool air.

"Are you cold?" Lu Yuan walked over.

"A little bit." Chen Xiaomiao rubbed her arms.

"My pockets are warm."

Lu Yuan smiled and opened the pocket of his down jacket.

Chen Xiaomiao glanced at Lu Yuan, then at the dark pocket, hesitated for about two or three seconds, and then slowly put her hand inside.

The moment her fingertips touched the warm lining, a warm, large hand covered hers, enveloping her small hand completely.

Chen Xiaomiao's body stiffened visibly, and her wrist instinctively pulled back, but the force she used was hardly convincing.

Lu Yuan further pried her fingers apart one by one, intertwining them with his own ten fingers and holding them tightly.

"Still not used to it?"

I don't know if it's just Lu Yuan's imagination.

Lately, he's been taking advantage of Chen Xiaomiao, and the girl isn't as submissive as before.

Whether hesitant or struggling, her shyness seemed to be mixed with an inexplicable restraint...

"Ah."

Chen Xiaomiao squeezed out a syllable from her throat and lowered her head even further.

"Take a little more time, and you'll get used to it."

"middle……"

Chen Xiaomiao didn't move again, letting Lu Yuan lead her, and her behavior seemed no different from usual.

The two people and the dog walked slowly forward and arrived at the nearby business district.

The streets under the night sky are adorned with colorful lights from various stalls, bustling with people and steaming with warmth, dispelling most of the winter chill.

"Lu Yuan."

Chen Xiaomiao suddenly stopped, raised her head and puffed out her chest, exuding great pride: "Today is your birthday, is there anything you want? I'll buy it for you!"

After saying that, she scratched her head, looking a little embarrassed.

"However... it's best not to exceed 563.72 yuan."

Lu Yuan couldn't help but laugh out loud when he heard the numbers with both odd and even numbers.

"Five hundred and sixty-three yuan and seventy-two cents..."

He repeated the number under his breath and teased, "Goodness, are you planning to use all your savings to celebrate my birthday?"

Chen Xiaomiao's cheeks flushed slightly, a little unnaturally: "So what? I keep my word, I'll buy it when I say I'll buy it, so feel free to pick and choose, don't be shy!"

"Then I'll have to think about it carefully, I can't let you waste this huge sum of money..."

Lu Yuan thought for a while and suggested, "The TV in our living room is over ten years old, and lately it's been having screen flickering issues, which is hard on our eyes. How about we chip in and get a new one?"

"Replace the TV?"

Chen Xiaomiao hesitated for a moment, then said he lacked confidence, "But buying a TV must cost a lot of money, right? I don't have enough."

Lu Yuan coaxed him gently: "You contribute 563, and I'll cover the rest. We call this... joint property."

Chen Xiaomiao was a little confused by Lu Yuan's twisted logic, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed to make sense.

Spending money to buy something practical that both of you can use is definitely better than those fancy, empty gifts.

"Okay...when should we go buy it?"

"It's better to choose a day than to hit it."

Lu Yuan glanced in the direction of the mall: "Let's go, let's spend some money!"

Upon entering a brand's flagship store, Lu Yuan pulled Chen Xiaomiao to the TV wall and began chatting with the sales assistant.

"Beautiful lady, could you please give me some recommendations?"

"Sir, this is our brand's latest model, featuring an XR cognitive chip and integrated audio and video. We're having a promotion right now, so the price is reasonable..."

The sales assistant gave a fluent introduction, and Lu Yuan listened attentively, occasionally interjecting to ask a few professional questions about refresh rate, peak brightness, and so on.

Chen Xiaomiao was completely confused and looked around listlessly. Her gaze was soon drawn to a screen across the street that was playing a TV series.

The scene shown on TV was from ancient times.

A handsome young man dressed in gray cloth was holding a girl in white in his arms. The girl had blood at the corner of her mouth and her face was pale, as if she had been seriously injured.

The young man held the girl tightly, repeatedly calling out, "Auntie! Auntie, wake up! You can't be hurt!"

aunt?

Chen Xiaomiao was completely absorbed in watching.

This young man doesn't look young at all, so why is he calling the girl "auntie"?
Isn't this generational hierarchy messed up?
While Chen Xiaomiao was still wondering, Lu Yuan and the sales assistant had already reached an agreement.

"Okay, I'll take this one!" "Sir, please wait a moment while I check if there's any in stock and I'll also apply for a free gift for you."

The sales assistant smiled and nodded, then turned to the counter to make a phone call.

When Lu Yuan turned around, he saw Chen Xiaomiao staring straight at the TV like a wooden stake, without even blinking.

Following her gaze, the screen showed the scene where Xiaolongnu slowly woke up and weakly touched Yang Guo's cheek.

Lu Yuan walked over and stood next to Chen Xiaomiao.

"nice?"

"Um……"

Chen Xiaomiao nodded and asked, "Lu Yuan, what show is on TV?"

"In 'The Return of the Condor Heroes,' the male character is named Yang Guo, and the female character is named Xiaolongnu."

"The Return of the Condor Heroes, Yang Guo, Xiaolongnü..."

Chen Xiaomiao muttered to herself, then pointed at the screen: "Why does Yang Guo call Xiaolongnu 'aunt'? Are they relatives?"

"They're not relatives."

Lu Yuan patiently explained: "Xiaolongnü taught Yang Guo martial arts and took care of his life. She was Yang Guo's master, but she didn't let Yang Guo call her master. Instead, she called her aunt."

Chen Xiaomiao's pupils dilated slightly, and her heart skipped a beat for no reason.

Master... Aunt...

This way of addressing each other sounds awkward no matter how you look at it.

"Then...then what happened to them..." Chen Xiaomiao stammered, "What happened to them later?"

"What do you think they should do?"

"I...how would I know?"

"The story takes place in the Song Dynasty. Their attempt to be together inevitably faces opposition from everyone, especially Yang Guo's elders!"

Chen Xiaomiao's heart clenched suddenly.

"So Yang Guo gave up?"

"No."

Lu Yuan shook his head: "Yang Guo is a fearless person who doesn't listen to anyone but his aunt."

He even declared in front of everyone, "I insist on having her as my wife!"

"I insist on having her as my wife..."

Chen Xiaomiao repeated it blankly, then looked up at the screen again.

The two people on the TV are gazing at each other with deep affection, as if the whole world has shrunk to just the two of them.

Those worldly views and ethical constraints are nothing to them.

"them……"

Chen Xiaomiao wanted to ask something more, but she couldn't say a word; her mind was a complete mess.

The ethical principles she had learned from her master since childhood were now colliding violently with a story she had never heard before that was shocking and unconventional.

"Sir, we found it. There's only one last unit in stock in the warehouse. We can arrange for a technician to come and install it for you first thing tomorrow morning. Please leave your phone number!"

The sales assistant's clear voice interrupted their conversation.

Back home, Lu Yuan took a quick hot shower.

When he came out of the bathroom drying his hair, the TV in the living room was still on.

Chen Xiaomiao sat cross-legged on the sofa, holding Erbaiwu in her arms, idly stroking the dog's fur.

The TV was on, the volume was very low, and the story of Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu continued on the screen.

Why aren't you asleep yet?

"Wait for me."

"What are you waiting for me for?"

"Ask me if you need anything."

Lu Yuan sat down next to her, the sofa sank slightly, and their arms naturally touched.

Chen Xiaomiao stiffened but did not move.

"Just ask."

Chen Xiaomiao remained silent for a while, as if organizing her thoughts.

"Um...did Yang Guo and his aunt Xiaolongnu end up together?"

"Aren't you watching it yourself?"

"I want to know as soon as possible."

"Later..."

Lu Yuan thought for a moment and gave a brief spoiler: "They were separated for sixteen years, went through a lot of things, and finally met again at the bottom of a valley, and then they never separated again."

"Sixteen years..."

"Yes, sixteen years."

The living room was quiet, with only the faint sound of the TV and the occasional car passing by outside the window.

After some time, Chen Xiaomiao suddenly asked a question in a sullen tone.

“Lu Yuan…”

"Ok?"

"Would you...would you wait for someone for sixteen years?"

"If it were you, I would wait for sixty years, let alone sixteen."

Lu Yuan casually uttered sweet words, but Chen Xiaomiao suddenly jumped up from the sofa as if pricked by a needle.

"I...I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep now!"

She didn't even glance at Lu Yuan before quickly fleeing back to her room.

Only Lu Yuan and the bewildered idiot were left staring at each other...

(End of this chapter)