Chapter 117

They are a good match.

What Chinu has is a good match.

After this sentence, not to mention Du Shanü averting her gaze, even the Ouyang brothers, who had been silent, finally seemed to realize something.

Ouyang Yan's gaze swept over Du Shanü, Yu Baobao, and the silent Chinu a few times, and he suddenly had a sudden realization.

Ouyang An didn't understand and was about to ask his older brother, but his older brother suddenly covered his mouth with one hand and also lifted up the clothes that had just slipped off him.

That obviously means——

Don't think about it, we have no chance.

The atmosphere fell silent for a moment, but Yu Baobao is not someone who can stay idle.

Yu Baobao didn't even think, replied with a grin, and then sincerely said:

"A Nu really knows how to praise......"

"Actually, I also think you and the Wife Master make a great pair!"

"Du Shanü: ……"

"Ouyang brothers: ……?!?!"

Chinu's jealousy is about to explode!

How could Yu Baobao just say that outright!?

These two, who should be rivals, each think the other is a good match for Du Shanü???

Is that even reasonable?!

Ouyang Yan, heart pounding, pulled his younger brother back a few steps, excitedly preparing to watch the show.

Who would have thought, Chinu seems no longer willing to be looked down upon.

He let out a cold snort, strode out with long steps, crossed the threshold, and flicked his sleeves as he left.

From beginning to end, he never glanced at the embracing pair.

He never turned back, and Du Shanü did not speak to stop him.

Du Shanü never spoke to retain him, and he truly never turned back.

The two passed each other, Yu Baobao tilted her head, as if she didn't understand why Chinu was angry again, then she rubbed against Du Shanü and softly said:

"Wife Master, you've finally come back......"

"Xiao Ai misses you a lot and even left you some salted duck egg yolk!"

How come it's salted duck egg yolk again!

Could it be that the salted duck egg yolk that fell on the ground was picked up for her to eat!

Du Shanü's attention was drawn to Yu Baobao, so she shifted her gaze away from Chinu's back and helplessly said:

"Have they been washed?"

Even after washing, they're still edible!

What kind of conditions does this household have...... Of course we need to be thrifty!

Yu Baobao wore an expression of 'the Wife Master actually doesn't believe me':

"Of course they've been washed; the ones that fell on the ground were eaten by A Chou a long time ago!"

"Now the ones left for the Wife Master are all freshly peeled, each oozing yellow oil!"

"Du Shanü: ……"

So the ones that fell on the ground were really eaten?

Please, someone take care of A Chou's life or death!

Du Shanü was amused and, pushing the boat, said:

"Alright, let's go eat."

"Mr. Yan, I'm handing over all the things here and the three horses outside to you."

Although this trip's gains aren't much, there are still a few valuable things.

Now the Ouyang brothers' true identities have been exposed; since the surname 'Ouyang' is false, Du Shanü naturally won't continue to chant it.

What An Nan royal family, it's all fake; only our own people are real.

The reason Du Shanü addresses him this way is, first, to show esteem, and second...... also to show respect.

Just, respect.

Ouyang Yan had long known he had no chance, but he couldn't suppress the hope in his heart; now that Du Shanü pointed it out, he finally abandoned that pitiful fantasy:

"I...... understand."

Yu Baobao pulled Du Shanü back to the room, took out a bowl half-full of peeled salted duck egg yolk from under the table and chairs as if it were a treasure, and hurriedly went to cook hot porridge.

Du Shanü took the opportunity to wash up, change into clean clothes, swallowed a mouthful of hot porridge, and finally felt alive again.

She wanted to drink more, but Yu Baobao's expectant gaze was right there, so she temporarily put down her chopsticks and praised:

"With so many eggs, are you eating all the egg whites?"

There must be at least seventeen or eighteen; with that many, I'm afraid eating them will be quite a chore......

After all, those are salted eggs!

Yu Baobao's eyes curved into crescents; the dim light couldn't hide the gleam of laughter in his golden pupils.

He waved his hand:

"It's not a hassle!"

"Actually, I'm not the only one eating them; A Chou, Tie Ge, Mr. Yan, and Xiao An...... all ate with me!"

Du Shanü couldn't hold back and snorted:

Cough cough cough...

The life or death of other people in the family is also a matter of life and death!

When she's not here, do they just have salted eggs with congee all day?

Even according to Yu Baobao, there's only salted egg white!

Although Du Shanü is usually frugal, she also thought about persuading Yu Baobao.

But the next moment, Yu Baobao propped her head on the table, her eyes shining brightly as she looked at her:

"I've waited so long...... I knew the Wife Master would definitely come back to eat."

He was never the type to worry constantly, repeatedly hanging his longing on his lips.

The Wife Master had said she'd be back in a day or two, but she ended up being gone for six days, and the others in the household kept guessing what might have happened.

In this world, whatever happens is just ordinary.

Not everyone can return home, not every light can wait for the returnee.

But he doesn't believe those, nor does he ever think about them.

He merely kept the yolk, also kept his mind, waiting for a time of return.

As long as Du Shanü greeted him before leaving, she was just going out, and would surely return someday.

That time of return might be long or short.

But it doesn't matter.

As long as Du Shanü's corpse hasn't returned, he will keep waiting.

If she returns as a corpse, he must hurry to find her, cannot let her wait long......

He has already become a live-in son-in-law to the Wife Master; naturally, in life he belongs to her, in death he is her ghost!

All things in the world are just this simple.

Du Shanü could not describe those eyes——

Those eyes, those eyes, dotted with starlight......

Like the morning star at dawn, clear and blazing.

When Yu Baobao speaks, the corners of her lips lift slightly, forming a gentle arc; her smile spreads like ripples, even the tips of her brows are warmed.

He slightly raised his face, looking at Du Shanü with admiration.

That smiling expression would soften even the hardest heart by three tenths.

Moreover......

Du Shanü is not absolutely hard-hearted either.

Du Shanü sighed inwardly, really unable to resist, she put down her chopsticks and kissed Yu Baobao's face.

This move was abrupt, yet not abrupt.

When lips and cheeks met, that hint of crimson spread from Yu Baobao's cheek to the tip of her ear.

The corner of his mouth slightly rose then quickly fell, carrying a bit of bashful joy, and he couldn't help but sneak a glance at Du Shanü and smile:

"...... Wife Master kisses people without wiping her mouth, how embarrassing."

Du Shanü: "......."

Damn it! (〃＞dish＜)

Kissing is all about ambiance, ambiance!

She kisses Yu Baobao, hoping to hear: "It's getting late, why don't we turn off the lights and admire jade?" "What jade?" "The jade of a reclining body."

Not: "You kiss people without wiping your mouth, how embarrassing!"

Is this reasonable? Is this reasonable!

Really, I have no patience to act out a rural love story with Yu Baobao!

How long has it been? At least let her have a bite to curb her hunger!!!

Du Shanü endured and endured, really couldn't hold back; after a few breaths, she confessed hopelessly:

"Then I won't kiss; I have something important to tell you——"

"This time I went out...... I encountered Chinu; do you mind?"

?? Here it comes, here it comes! No more excuses, just reach out and ask for tickets...... Is it okay? QAQ