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

So, what exactly happened?

Ying Yuchuan's words undoubtedly threw a huge stone into Lu Luozhi's heart. No matter how much she guessed or thought about it, she just couldn't figure it out.

She was also puzzled as to why her grandmother hadn't told her directly what had happened to lead to their marriage.

Didn't she suffer as she passed away with this secret?

The next day, on the bustling food street, Lu Luozhi squatted behind a stall, feeling frustrated, and slapped her own stupid head again.

However, it wasn't entirely without gain; Ying Yuchuan kindly revealed some information to her last night.

He said that they had actually met before.

These words shocked her so much that she couldn't sleep all night. When she asked him anything else, he refused to talk about it and wouldn't say anything more.

Even seduction didn't work.

Well, before she could even react, he expressionlessly pulled up the collar of her pajamas, giving her no chance at all.

Is this thirty-year-old man really that restrained and conservative?

Or is Ying Yuchuan an exception?

"Zhi Yatou".

A shout pulled her back from her reverie, and she glanced at Song Minghua in front of her.

"Old man, you're here. Have a seat."

She took out a folding stool for him.

Song Minghua looked at her sausage stall with curiosity, his old eyes wide with disbelief. "You're really setting up a stall to sell sausages?"

When she said that on the phone just now, I thought she was just kidding him.

"Yes."

Lu Luozhi replied lazily, "I was doing quite well before, but Ying Yuchuan forbade me to set up a stall again. I thought I'd just clear out the stock I had brought in, but that guy wanted me to sell it to him at 70% off. Ugh, how much money would I lose at 70% off? So I just decided to set up a stall myself. But I have to go back after I set up the stall at five o'clock."

After selling all the remaining sausages, she went to find a job in the industrial sector.

Now she has food, shelter, a husband, and money to spend. She has no other pressures and lacks nothing. She can do whatever she wants.

Song Minghua kept clicking his tongue.

This girl is really amazing; she set up a sausage stand without saying a word.

He truly deserves to be Song Minghua's apprentice.

"Take what you want, don't be shy. The sauce is over there, you can wash it yourself."

She pointed to a metal plate on the side, "You can take it home to eat if you want."

The old man just called to ask what she was doing; he wanted to chat with her and strengthen their teacher-student relationship.

After all, it's been almost two years since we last saw each other.

She gave him an address and told him to come and find her there.

"You, a big shot, have so much free time? Shouldn't you be busy as a bee?"

Song Minghua tapped her on the head in an annoyed tone.

"I'm an eighty-year-old man, long retired. You still want me to work? Are you trying to kill me?"

Lu Luozhi touched the spot where he had hit her, "You're only eighty years old. It's the time to work hard. If you don't work hard, what will happen to your grandchildren? How will they live a life of luxury?"

"Nonsense."

Song Minghua was amused by her. He sat down on the empty stool next to her and glanced at the sausage stand again.

"Did the Ying family not give you enough to eat? Did Old Man Ying not give you money to spend? Why did you have to do this thing out of the blue?"

She glanced at him with her almond-shaped eyes. "You want to know?"

"right."

I don't want to tell you.

You traitor!

Song Minghua tried to knock her head again, but this time, Lu Luozhi dodged quickly, causing his fingers to miss.

"Stop banging! What if you make a smart kid like me stupid?"

That's infuriating!

Joking aside, Song Minghua asked her with a smile, "Don't bother with the stall anymore. How about I use my connections to get you a job at a big company?"

His father isn't much, but he has the most powerful connections. If he wants her to get into a big company, he can get her into a very good position.

Lu Luozhi then looked at him properly, narrowing her eyes suspiciously. "You have this kind of relationship?"

Song Minghua snorted, not wanting her to look down on him, and patted his chest, "Who am I? I'm Song Minghua! Have I been wasting my life all these decades? It's not hard for me to get my apprentice a high-paying, easy job."

They were chatting happily behind the stall, completely unaware that a man in a suit, with a serious and aloof demeanor, slowly appeared in front of the stall.

His face was dark and his displeased eyes were fixed on the woman behind the stall who had told him to stay home.

Song Minghua was the first to notice him. She nudged Lu Luozhi and said, "Little Zhi, we have a guest. Hurry up and greet him."

"Okay."

Upon hearing that there were customers, Lu Luozhi stood up enthusiastically, and upon looking up, she spotted Ying Yuchuan standing in front of the stall.

Her husband.

He crossed his arms, his face was grim, and his two dark eyes stared straight at me.

Her scalp tingled, and she was so frightened that she opened her eyes wide and took three steps back.

Pointing at him, she asked in a trembling voice, "You, how did you get here?"

It’s over.

How did he manage to catch me again?