Oh no! His rural wife is sweeter than a peach!

After dinner, Madam Ying called Mr. Ying back to his room.

She even stopped eating her favorite dessert after meals.

Back in her room, she immediately confronted the old man.

"What's wrong with you? Have you accepted this woman as your granddaughter-in-law?"

The anger that had been suppressed finally erupted at this moment.

"Look at yourself, so worthless, and you dare to play chess with her?"

She laughed speechlessly, "You think you've been bought off just because you can play a little chess and write a few words? Why is your stance so wavering? What did we just agree on?"

Grandpa Ying could only quickly try to appease her, "It's just talking to someone, you can't keep giving them the cold shoulder, can you? What will people think of us two old folks if word gets out?"

"I don't care what you think of me, I just can't stand the look of her."

Madam Ying snorted, her anger still not subsided.

"Look at Yuchuan just now. He was unusually nice to this woman. It made me so angry."

She wasn't worried about anything else; what she was most worried about was what would happen if Yuchuan really took a liking to this guy surnamed Lu.

She just didn't want to accept a country girl who had no identity, no family background, no education, and nothing.

Grandpa Ying said gently, "They're husband and wife. Now that the girl's hand is injured, it's only right for him, as her husband, to take care of her and serve her some food, isn't it?"

After spending the day together, Grandpa Ying's opinion of Lu Luozhi had actually changed somewhat, and his firm stance had begun to waver.

I even feel that this girl is pretty good except for not having a good family background.

"Do you want Yuchuan to treat her like a stranger?"

He tried to reason with her.

"That shouldn't be right, right? Besides, when Grandma Lu first proposed this marriage, wasn't it he who agreed to it?"

Yes.

It was Ying Yuchuan who personally promised it back then.

Upon hearing this, Madam Ying pursed her displeased lips.

He has now personally promised to get a marriage certificate with her.

Thinking of this, Madam Ying couldn't help but have a thought.

Could it be that Yuchuan...

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"Look, there really is a moon tonight."

On the way back to the courtyard after dinner, Lu Luozhi started chatting nonsense with Ying Yuchuan again.

"What does the moon look like to you?"

Ying Yuchuan held her in his arms.

Regarding this point, Lu Luozhi insisted that he didn't need to carry her, but he also had his own principles.

His insistence clashed with hers; it was like a prawn meeting a shrimp—there was no room for negotiation.

And so it turned out like this again.

He picked her up in front of his parents.

He glanced in the direction she was pointing.

The moon in early spring is not very bright, hanging half-circle on the dark horizon, often obscured by drifting dark clouds.

What else can the moon resemble?

No matter how he looked at it, it was still just the moon.

"It's still the moon."

Four concise and to the point came out of his mouth.

Lu Luozhi was just making conversation, and she started teasing him again.

"Don't you think it looks like roasted chicken wings?"

"no."

"..."

They didn't give her a chance to speak at all.

Sigh, what a boring and dull old-fashioned man.

He acted as if saying even a few more words would kill him.

Is he like this at work too?

Lu Luozhi became curious.

He's thirty years old, he must have had a few ex-girlfriends, right? Does he always seem so clueless about women?

She patted his strong shoulder and said with feigned sigh, "Mr. Ying, this won't do. You're too boring. How could your ex-girlfriends put up with you? Men should know how to be romantic..."

"no."

His two words interrupted her rambling.

Lu Luozhi was stunned for a moment.

"Nothing?"

Ying Yuchuan carried her across the courtyard gate and said in his deep, calm tone, "I've never had a girlfriend."

Ah? ? ?

Lu Luozhi seemed to have discovered something incredible. She stared at him with wide, surprised eyes, unable to believe her eyes.

No, you don't have a girlfriend?

He then glanced down at her and saw the surprise and disbelief on her face.

"Um."

He spoke again.

It seemed to be to prove to her that what he had just said was absolutely true.

He went into the house, into the bedroom, and gently laid her down on the edge of the bed.

"Let me see the injury on your knee."

Lu Luozhi really wanted to ask him why.

No girlfriend?

Is it that it has never happened, or...?

What's the story with that girl named Wan?

A cell phone ringing interrupted Ying Yuchuan's action of squatting down and trying to pull up her trouser leg.

It was Zhou Yanjin who called.

He didn't want to talk to him and hung up the phone.

He didn't need to guess; he was being asked the same things again.

An hour ago, he sent him a PDF document containing instructions on various actions.

It was so detailed that he wondered... if he had actually tried to follow the instructions.

However, he only glanced at it and then closed it.

He wasn't interested in that kind of document.

"Sister, are you in your room?"

The call of the deer came from afar after he hung up the phone, accompanied by the sound of thumping footsteps.

Ying Yuchuan sighed.

Why does this place look more and more like a wet market?

Upon hearing the sound, Lu Luozhi quickly snapped out of her reverie about Ying Yuchuan's girlfriend incident.

Huangmao Yazai was going to pick up his tricycle from the city management office, which she knew. She even asked him to tidy up the rented bungalow, so he came back a little late.

As Lu Ming spoke, a tall, slender figure darted into the room like an arrow. "Sister, I brought back some delicious food for you..."

Upon seeing Ying Yuchuan, he immediately hid the bag he was holding behind his back.

He chuckled somewhat awkwardly, "Brother-in-law, what are you doing here?"

Ying Yuchuan: "This is my room, why can't I be here?"

"Big brother..."

Lu Mingshi had only been in for a minute when Ying Sangrou came running in.

"Can I chat with my sister-in-law?"

Lu Ming clicked his tongue and yelled at her, "Ying Xiaomei, she's my sister. Why do you keep looking for her?"

Ying Sangrou, less introverted than before, mustered up the courage to retort, "That, that's mine too, my sister-in-law."

"in spite of."

Lu Mingshi walked over to his beloved older sister, put one arm around her arm, and said, "This is my older sister, and she belongs to me now."

"Sister-in-law..."

Ying Sangrou sat on the other side and also put her other arm around her.

The two of them stood on opposite sides, like they were vying for attention, each saying their own thing while the other pulled at their own.

Lu Luozhi was overjoyed at being so popular; she smiled broadly and was in an exceptionally good mood.

But to Ying Yuchuan, this made him frown frequently.

This is his wife, not their toy. Why should these two guys have to drag her around like this?

She has an injury on her hand; it will hurt.

I heard her gasp slightly.

Ying Yuchuan was certain that one of them had touched the wound on her hand.

The wound on her hand was still bleeding, and he had planned to come back and apply medicine to it.

These two guys are arguing like sparrows.

Especially the blond-haired boy, he chattered on and on, it was so noisy.

Unable to bear it any longer, Ying Yuchuan, with a cold expression, grabbed each of their collars with both hands.

"Get out of here!"