Chapter 53: The reborn of paranoid boss cannon fodder wife
Chapter 53: I Want to Follow You
When Bai Lu woke up, the car had already stopped, the seat beside her was empty, and a warm blanket covered her.
Yesterday, when she went shopping for clothes with Xiaowei, she had seen this fluffy white blanket. The shop owner mentioned it was a recent arrival from the city, and only their shop in the small town had it.
It looked nice, and she even touched it. But when she asked about the price—88!
Well, that's more than enough for groceries for several days! Bailu immediately withdrew her hand, smiled, and left with a casual remark: "I have blankets at home."
Unexpectedly, after a turn, the blanket was now covering her. No need to guess, it must have been bought by Xiao Cheng, with the expensive plastic bag still by the side.
However, she wondered how much of his cigarette money he spent again.
Bailu neatly folded the blanket, put it back into the plastic bag, and got out of the car.
The roads in the mountains weren't very wide; cars were parked on the side, leaving just over a meter of space for pedestrians and small vehicles. But in these mountain villages, people rarely ventured far from home, and big vehicles were a rare sight.
Xiao Cheng parked the car perfectly; as soon as she stepped out, she could see the distant, layered mountain peaks.
The view was breathtaking—lush greenery, winding clouds, and fresh air. A gentle breeze carried the fragrance of wildflowers by the roadside.
"Beautiful..."
A pear blossom fell into her hand, and Bailu smelled it—a fresh and elegant fragrance lingering on her fingertips.
"Have you seen enough?"
A slightly complaining voice came from behind.
Bai Lu turned around, and there was Xiao Wei, a small figure wearing plastic shoes and a large hat woven from bamboo leaves, walking from the back of the car.
He closed the open car door with a push, and if he hadn't dodged quickly earlier...
Bailu would have sent him flying into the field!
Xiao Wei adjusted his hat, his little face serious: "Hurry up, big brother won't wait for you if you're slow."
"Let's go!"
Bai Lu walked forward with big strides, not bothering to open the umbrella since it was just a drizzle.
At the end of the road, brick and tile houses stood, smoke rising from the chimneys. Laughter and joy filled the air, and looking toward a spacious square outside a large ancestral hall made of blue bricks, people gathered in groups—some drinking tea, others chatting.
Cracking sunflower seeds.
"Is everyone here yet?" Bai Lu asked as she walked.
"Fubo said some of the Xiao family descendants from Nanshi are still on their way. We'll have tea and wait a bit; they'll arrive soon."
Xiaowei couldn't stand her; she walked slow like a snail sometimes and fast like a car at other times. He had to jog to keep up, and his water shoes splashed mud onto the rice paddies.
Bai Lu slowed down, waiting until their steps were side by side before smiling and asking, "Did you deliberately wait for me here?"
Xiao Wei, with a serious face, replied, "Big brother told me to wait."
"Oh, so it's another decree from big brother."
Bai Lu raised her lips, strolling leisurely, enjoying the scenery, and engaging in small talk with Xiao Wei.
The tea the Xiaojia family was drinking was freshly picked from the mountain, and the tea leaves were roasted by themselves.
The early spring tea had a refreshing taste, with a hint of bitterness and a delicate fragrance that lingered between the lips and teeth.
As Bailu arrived at the small square, Li Hongying came over with a tray, serving tea just in time.
With a sip of the clear tea, leaving a lingering fragrance on her lips, the warmth spread through her entire body.
Bai Lu handed Xiao Wei a cup of tea.
Taking a sip, Xiao Wei wrinkled his little brow, then released it and emptied the cup.
The ground at the entrance of the Xiao ancestral hall was paved with weathered stones, trodden into a serene and stable semicircle by countless generations of the Xiao family. It could support any number of people, allowing them to hear the myriad words of their fellow clan members.
While Bai Lu was sipping tea and listening to others chat, a weight suddenly fell on her head—a large straw hat.
"Don't use an umbrella, wear a hat."
A cool and low voice came from behind.
Bai Lu turned around to see a familiar handsome face, immediately displaying a obedient smile: "I used an umbrella on my way here; I only put it away when I reached the square. If you don't believe me, ask Xiao Wei."
Xiao Wei decisively turned his head; he knew nothing.
There's no tea bribery that could make him lie.
Xiao Cheng remained silent, casting a mysterious gaze at Bailu's stomach, then shifting his eyes to her face.
Bailu's heart raced, immediately linking her arm with his and changing the subject: "Are all the people here? When are we going up the mountain to pay respects to our ancestors? I want to follow you, wherever you go, I'll go."
As she finished speaking, a distant honking sound echoed.
A bus stopped at the foot of the mountain.
Xiao Cheng withdrew his gaze from her arm, speaking softly: "We're here."
Bai Lu patted the dewdrops on his shoulder and continued changing the subject: "You should wear the hat; you'll get wet in the drizzle. Should I get you an umbrella? Or, is there a big straw hat in the village? Should we ask the village head for one?"
The onlookers were all turning their attention this way.
Unaccustomed to such enthusiastic gossip, Xiao Cheng turned slightly, leading Bai Lu away.
Facing the lush rice fields, he said, "No need."
Xiao Wei stood quietly next to Bai Lu, suddenly handed a big object.
Looking down, it was a big straw hat.
Looking up, it was Village Head Fubo.
Without saying a word, Xiaofu handed it over, his eyes drifting toward Xiao Cheng's figure, the meaning clear.
Xiao Wei nodded in response.
Village Head Fubo praised him with a approving look, then, along with Li Hongying carrying tea, went to welcome the arrivals in the bus.
Bai Lu was admiring the scenery with Xiao Cheng when a large straw hat was suddenly handed to her.
She turned to look and smiled gently.
Lifting her hand, she placed the big straw hat on Xiao Cheng's head.
Xiao Cheng was slightly stunned, looking sideways. Bai Lu raised her hand again, adjusting the brim for him.
"There, now you won't get rained on. It looks really good." A good-looking person could shine even with a straw hat; Bai Lu spared no praise.
Xiao Cheng's eyebrow raised slightly, silently retracting his gaze, continuing to enjoy the scenery. However, his mood was different from just a moment ago.
"Cheng Ge..."
Xiao dazhuang was about to go toward Xiao Cheng and Bai Lu, but his mother, Liang Lixia, held him back.
"Where are you going?"
"The main group is about to leave; I'm going to inform Cheng Ge." Xiao dazhuang answered honestly.
Liang Lixia looked at the two figures standing side by side with big straw hats on the square, revealing a satisfied expression.
"No need to inform; he's not a three-year-old. When he sees people leaving, they'll naturally go."
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