Chapter 529: The Disheveled Yue Min Xifu

Crack!

Wu Guiwen's stick slipped from his hand; after Lu Cheng snatched it, he immediately split it in two with his knee.

"I said, Teacher Wu, Sister Gui Yun didn't say anything, so why are you shouting nonsense here…"

Lu Cheng hadn't finished speaking when the Yue Min Xifu beside him cut in.

"Hey, you Lu San'er, Teacher Wu is her dad, so why don't you have the right to shout! And you, not even apologizing is one thing, but you also broke my wooden stick; now you should apologize to me…"

Lu Cheng found it really noisy, scratched his ear, then hoisted the Yue Min Xifu onto his shoulder.

"Hey Lu San'er, you're being a scoundrel, why are you carrying me? Put me down quickly."

Lu Cheng not only didn't put her down, but kept carrying the Yue Min Xifu, spinning around while beating her.

"Ouch, stop turning, I'm getting dizzy… Ouch ouch, stop hitting, stop hitting, I can't take it any longer, ouch heh…"

"I let you spread rumors every day; do you realize you're wrong? If you don't admit it, I'll carry you out for a public parade."

The Yue Min Xifu was about to cry: "No, no, no, I know I'm wrong, please put me down… Yue Min, Yue Min, come save me quickly."

Hearing his wife's voice, Yue Min hurriedly ran out of the house, and seeing his wife being carried and beaten on the butt felt as if it were a blow to his own face, making him both angry and frantic.

"Lu San'er, what are you doing? Put my wife down quickly."

Lu Cheng stopped, looked at Yue Min and said, "Alright, you better be ready."

Having said that, Lu Cheng directly threw the Yue Min Xifu toward the Ji Wo, and Yue Min stretched out his hands but caught nothing.

In the Chicken Coop, a few chickens stepped on the Yue Min Xifu's body, fluttering about in a chaotic scramble.

The Yue Min Xifu became even more disheveled; her hair and clothes were covered in chicken feathers, and her hands were smeared with chicken droppings.

Yue Min, angry, stood there pointing at Lu Cheng: "Lu San'er, you're being a scoundrel, how could you throw my wife into the Chicken Coop?"

Lu Cheng clapped his hands: "From now on, keep that eggless chicken of yours locked up; if it clucks and screeches again, I'll toss you both into the Chicken Coop."

Yue Min swallowed a mouthful of saliva, thinking to himself, why provoke Lu Cheng?

Early in the morning, his wife said she wanted to tell Teacher Wu and the people in the courtyard about last night's incident, but he blocked her, mainly because it involved Lu Cheng; every time she provokes him, it never ends well.

But his wife insisted on meddling.

Wuwu~ Yue Min, why are you just standing there, quickly help me out.

Yue Min only then reacted, reaching out to grab his wife's hand to help her out, but first got a handful of chicken droppings.

"Eh, what's this? Wash it off quickly! Why did you provoke him?"

The Yue Min Xifu thought her husband was really spineless; after she herself was thrown into the Chicken Coop, she didn't even dare to utter a word.

"You still have the nerve to despise me? You're just being overbearing; if you have any temper, you can direct it at Lu San'er…"

"Oh, Aunt, please don't speak."

Fearing to offend Lu San'er again, Yue Min quickly reached out and covered his wife's mouth.

"Wuh, wuh wuh, wuh—" the Yue Min Xifu opened her eyes wide, wailing incoherently.

"Stop crying!"

Seeing his wife's mouth covered yet still trying to provoke Lu Cheng, Yue Min didn't dare to let go, tightly holding her mouth shut while pulling her into the house.

When they reached the house, Yue Min finally let go, and saw his wife's mouth smeared all over with chicken droppings.

He looked at his own hand and then realized, "Oh, you were crying because of this!"

The Yue Min Xifu, on the verge of tears, suddenly rose and pushed her husband onto the bed: "I'm going to kill you."

"I didn't mean it, please don't open your mouth, don't open your mouth…"

Early in the morning, the Da Za Yuan was in a ruckus of clucking chickens and barking dogs for a while, but finally, as the Yue Min Xifu returned to the house, it gradually quieted down.

In the main hall's front room, Chen Xianglan was still angry, looking at Lu Cheng and complaining, "Your mouth, next time you mustn't make such reckless jokes."

In front of his mother, Lu Cheng could only obediently listen.

Just as he was about to explain, Gui Yun suddenly ran in.

"Aunt Xianglan, I'm sorry, I was locked in the inner room by my dad just now and couldn't get out. Look how this turned out; last night I was just chatting with Lu Cheng, and who would have thought the Yue Min Xifu would overhear."

Everyone in Da Za Yuan knows that any words that pass through the Yue Min Xifu's mouth get twisted after a round, always changing flavor.

It was originally just two kids joking, Gui Yun also came over, so what could Chen Xianglan say?

"It's fine, Gui Yun, it doesn't concern you; it was just a chaotic early morning, your dad has that temper, I'm not unaware of it."

Gui Yun nodded: "Then Aunt Xianglan, please don't be angry."

Gui Yun is still a good kid, Chen Xianglan waved her hand: "No anger, no anger, we all live in the same courtyard, quarrelling and making noise for decades."

Da Za Yuan is like that; after decades of cohabitation, some friction is inevitable. Usually we argue a few words, but no one holds deep grudges.

Having said all that, Gui Yun should have left, but she stood there tugging at her clothes, glanced at Lu Cheng, and lowered her head.

"Actually… if Lu Cheng is willing, I could also marry him."

Hearing this, the seated Chen Xianglan was startled for a moment; when she looked up again, Gui Yun had already run away.

Chen Xianglan then looked at Lu Cheng, raised her hand to strike: "I'll kill you, you keep flirting with people, now look what you've done, let's see how it ends!"

Lu Cheng hurriedly dodged, his face full of helplessness: "I can't be blamed for this, who told me to follow you, my natural charm is unstoppable."

Chen Xianglan pursed her lips, and Lu Cheng shrugged: "Mom, you said if it were like before, men could have three wives and six concubines, that would be great; in that case, I could also take Gui Yun sister as well."

"Stop it, stop it, you lose all decorum with just one word," Chen Xianglan said, looking at Lu Beitang on the lounge chair.

"But your dad is rather odd today; I thought he would hit you."

Lu Beitang, only looking at the newspaper, said: "Someone is now a deputy director; even if I wanted to hit him, I can't do it in front of everyone."

Chen Xianglan leaned back: "Oh dear old Lu, after decades of marriage, the first thing you said that made me happy…"

Rarely seeing a harmonious scene between father and mother, Lu Cheng chuckled and said.

"Alright then, you two go get a little cozy for a while, strengthen your bond, I'll go take a nap."

Back in the West Wing Room, lying on the cool mat, Lu Cheng closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

He turned over, the bamboo mat was still hot.

This sleep lasted until the cicadas began chirping, until the sudden rain finally stopped, until midsummer arrived.

He still remembers the promise he made with Yang Yin.

He rode a bicycle, his upper body still clad in a clean white shirt; he didn't know why he liked wearing a white shirt, perhaps deep inside he yearned to relive the feeling of youth.

Just as now, the one he is heading toward is a youthful, lively girl.