Chapter 57: The reborn of paranoid boss cannon fodder wife
Chapter 57: Does it Hurt?
Xiao Cheng and Bai Lu followed closely behind. The sky was bright, the drizzle had stopped, and the dark clouds dispersed, revealing the dawn in the blue sky, casting light over the land.
Xiao Guofu had arranged offerings like roasted suckling pig, roasted chicken, fruits, neatly placed in front of the Xiao family ancestors' graves. Candles, over a meter tall, burned fiercely against the wind.
Nearly five hundred members of the Xiao family held lit incense, standing in front of the tomb hall in an orderly but unordered manner.
The mountaintop was spacious, and even the uneven ground had been smoothed by countless years of wind and rain. With the passing of generations, the Xiao family's descendants had contributed to the stability of this world.
The younger generation stood in the middle of the tomb hall, while the grandparents stood on either side.
As in previous years, the elders held three sticks of incense, and the fragrant smoke circled upwards. In a solemn and cordial atmosphere, the entire mountain echoed with beautiful wishes.
"Ancestors above, the annual Qingming Festival has arrived, and the children of the Xiao family have come to visit you."
"May the ancestors bless the children of the Xiao family with good health, intelligence, academic progress, successful endeavors, prosperous careers, and happiness in their families..."
After the beautiful wishes were spoken, they bowed three times with the incense.
After the worship, the Xiao family members orderly approached the tomb, offered incense, and then dispersed, gradually descending the mountain.
Bai Lu and Xiao Wei followed Xiao Cheng, and after paying respects to the ancestors, they also followed the majority down the mountain.
Similar to the ascent, people carried the roasted suckling pig, offerings, and chattered happily, creating a lively atmosphere.
Footsteps descended lightly and quickly, reaching halfway down the mountain.
When they reached a slightly steep section of the path, Bai Lu, accidentally bumped by someone, twisted her ankle.
Xiao Cheng helped Bai Lu under a big tree, placed her on the ground with his straw hat as a cushion, and took off her plastic sandals. He gently massaged her ankle, but it seemed... not very relieving, and Bai Lu still felt a bit of pain.
Xiao Cheng had no choice but to carry her down the mountain.
Carrying her on his back, Xiao Wei followed.
Seeing the elder brother carrying his elder sister-in-law, the young Xiao family members couldn't contain their excitement. In groups of three or five, they whispered and giggled, their eyes filled with curiosity.
"Wow, Cheng ge is such a good man..."
"I never thought Cheng ge had this side to him. It's completely different from how he treats the Chen family's grandchildren. It's like night and day, so gentle!"
"Big brother's fist can not only break nose bones but also carry his sister-in-law on his back. So cool, so handsome, so powerful!"
"Being the woman of the big brother is great..."
Bai Lu was stimulated by the discussions of Cheng ge's admirers, her mind buzzing. In the 21st century, relationships were more open-minded, and fast-paced romances were everywhere.
Bai Lu had seen numerous on-and-off relationships during her school days. Few relationships persisted until marriage.
Whenever she heard her grandparents, parents, telling stories of the past, witnessing their enduring love, Bai Lu couldn't help but sigh—love in the past was so good.
Loving one person for a lifetime.
Now that she had returned to the 90s, the feeling was completely different, and she no longer fantasized about love.
Fantasizing about going back was pointless.
Bai Lu knew in her heart that the chances were slim, but the hope within her refused to be extinguished.
She was always prepared to wake up and find herself back in the modern era.
But after so long, every time she opened her eyes, it was the spotted ceiling of the 90s.
Sigh...
A warm breath fell on her ear, a sigh so faint it was almost nonexistent. Xiao Cheng tilted his head slightly.
In a low and mellow voice, he asked, "Does it hurt?"
Bai Lu, with her head lazily resting on Xiao Cheng's shoulder and her face close to his neck, felt his cool lips unexpectedly touching her cheek.
The ice-cold lips were like a blazing fire, burning her face and making her clear up instantly.
"N-no, it doesn't hurt. You can press harder."
Xiao Cheng, noticing her subtle movements, raised a slight smile. Placing his hand between his legs, he adjusted her slipping posture.
"We'll apply some medicinal alcohol when we get down. It'll heal quickly."
Bai Lu immediately shifted her gaze away from his back, her heart pounding. The admirers' comments replayed in her mind.
"I never thought Cheng ge had this side to him..."
Adjusting her sitting position on his back, White Lu couldn't help but straighten up.
"Does your ankle feel better now?" Xiao Cheng asked.
Bai Lu, not daring to meet his eyes, shook her head. "It's fine. Let's hurry down before it rains. The straw hat can handle drizzle, but not heavy rain. It wouldn't be good if we get soaked later."
Bai Lu rushed through her words, her heart racing, and she subtly sat up straighter.
Without responding, Xiao Cheng continued down the mountain.
Reaching a flat area, the Xiao family members gradually dispersed to their respective homes. Xiao Cheng carried White Lu all the way to the Xiao family's main house.
Like the previous years, they went straight to the main house's elevated platform. Opening a small drawer of a wooden table, Xiao Cheng's grandmother took out a bottle of brownish-yellow medicinal alcohol.
Looking at Xiao Cheng as he entered the house, she called out, "You, quickly put her on a chair inside. Take off her shoes and give her a good massage on the twisted area. Massage until it's hot, it'll promote blood circulation and relieve the pain. In a few days, she'll be fine."
"This is the prescription for the medicinal alcohol passed down by the Xiao family ancestors. Every household has it. My husband used to go to the mountains to find herbs for this. When my son was still around, he once twisted his foot while picking chestnuts and star anise. We used this, and it worked well."
Xiao Cheng placed Bai Lu on a chair, took the medicinal alcohol from his grandmother, and crouched down.
Taking off Bai Lu's shoes, he poured a bit of medicinal alcohol onto his hands and gently massaged her slightly reddened ankle.
Xiao Wei also sat on a chair as instructed by the grandmother, holding the large straw hat obediently without glancing around.
The grandmother praised him for being well-behaved, and her eyes shifted to Xiao Cheng's hesitant movements. She couldn't help but remind him, "Big boy, you have to massage with strength. If you're too gentle, the medicinal effect won't come out, and it won't penetrate her foot. If you don't use force, she'll be in pain for ten days or half a month. Do you want her to suffer for ten days or half a month?"
Feeling a bit awkward, Bai Lu retracted her foot and said to Xiao Cheng, "Or, I can massage it myself."
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