The reborn of paranoid boss cannon fodder wife(17)

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▶▶The reborn of paranoid boss cannon fodder wife

 Chapter 17: Turns Out, She Can Get Shy

The girl wrapped in the zongzi wrapper gazed intently, her face seemingly ready to bear the weight of "I'm here to solve your problems." His furrowed brow instinctively relaxed, accompanied by a low chuckle. Without any reason, he spilled the beans. Bai Lu pondered his usual style and quirked a half-smile, "You're not thinking of gathering people to beat up Li Chengbin and then buy sand, are you?" Silencing the cigarette with a pinch, he remained silent. Bai Lu couldn't allow silence to turn into agreement, immediately frowning in disagreement, "Li Chengbin is cunning and sly. If you go, you'll end up losing. Since he can monopolize the sand market, there's bound to be some connection with a higher authority. Today's incident might be a deliberate trap, waiting for you to fall into it and shoulder his massive debt." Surprised by how far Bai Lu thought, he not only found her analysis impeccable but also shared a similar conclusion. However... "What's a higher authority?" Bai Lu emerged from the zongzi wrapper, leaning towards his ear and whispered something. With a gentle, soft voice and warm breath, his fingertips moved slightly, causing the cigarette to fall. Casually picking it up, he raised an eyebrow and nodded, indicating approval for this new codename. "So, don't go blindly into Li Chengbin's trap. Revenge is a dish best served cold, and he won't have a good ending in the long run." Realizing she had said too much, Bai Lu immediately covered her mouth. Li Chengbin's father-in-law had a background, straddling both legal and illegal activities. In the dock area, he had his own influence, equivalent to controlling a part of the town. If they confronted Li Chengbin directly, they would face serious consequences. This time, the boss had taken on a formidable adversary, strategically expanding his territory. Serving as pawns, if things went south, they might end up in a similar fate as the past life, imprisoned for taking on Li Chengbin. In this life, they couldn't afford to repeat the same mistakes. Seemingly unaware of the unusual tone in Bai Lu's words, he looked at her stomach, his gaze gradually moving to her face, as if making a decision. Bai Lu's sweat stood out, quickly returning to the zongzi wrapper, her eyes glancing around, and she said, "It's not just the sand field that has sand. We don't necessarily have to buy from there." "Oh?" Retracting his thoughts, he looked at her with interest. "Where else can we buy sand if not from the sand field?" "The shipping bosses, do you know any of them?" Bai Lu asked. He nodded slightly, "I know a few." Bai Lu blinked, "Shipping bosses often transport goods to other places, right?" Certain words didn't need to be explicitly stated. Intelligent people would understand. "Do business with the shipping bosses?" His tone was almost certain, an idea forming in his mind, and he looked at Bai Lu with disbelief, as if waiting for her tacit understanding. Bai Lu nodded with a smile, "Exactly!" Knowing a shipping boss, she recalled that, last year, when he went to the dock to collect debts, a dilapidated cargo ship, berthed by the river for a long time, was accidentally hit by a ship returning from the sea. The ship instantly broke apart and sank. The shipping boss, Jiang Zhengang, was injured by falling debris. If it weren't for the timely rescue by the present him, he would have long slept at the river bottom. Since then, Jiang Zhengang had treated him like a brother, full of gratitude. Jiang Zhengang's cargo ship could carry up to two thousand tons, and it was privately owned, not affiliated with any sand field. They sold the sand they collected to other provinces themselves. For Jiang Zhengang, the tens of cubic meters of sand that Xiao Cheng wanted to buy was nothing more than a trivial matter. To him, it was like taking candy from a baby. As Bai Lu predicted, the next day, Xiao Cheng went to buy sand from Jiang Zhengang. The other party not only greeted him with a smile but also arranged for people to load the sand without asking for a single penny. He suggested that Xiao Cheng treat him to a meal in return. Sand at 5 yuan per cubic meter, 35 cubic meters would be 175 yuan. This meal was quite extravagant. Of course, in the end, Xiao Cheng still paid. After all, it was for building someone else's house, and fairness was important. Steel bars, cement, limestone, stone, etc.—he went to purchase them, and there were no unexpected incidents. After the group of people efficiently completed the foundation work, their clothes and shoes were covered in cement. Xiao Cheng returned home and, upon entering, took off his clothes and shoes, intending to wash them. Just as he put on a pair of clean pants, ready to put on a clean shirt, Bai Lu suddenly entered. For a moment, the air fell silent. Bai Lu had originally been cooking in the kitchen and remembered that the salt, which she had brought from Li Shui Xian's shop last time, was forgotten. She left it in the room. So, she entered the room. And saw the robust and lean upper body of the man standing beside the wooden wardrobe. Muscular lines, healthy and sexy tan skin, broad and strong shoulders, an old scar on his chest, and a few more on his back. Rather than detracting from his overall attractiveness, they added a touch of masculine fierceness, exuding the aura of a victor over foes. Bai Lu found herself blushing quite unreasonably. No improper glances! No improper glances! No improper glances! Yet, she still looked several times before covering her face and turning around. "Um, I came to get the salt." I didn't mean to peek while you were changing... A soft laugh echoed behind her. Then came the sound of dressing—the rustling of clothes and the subtle movements of fastening buttons. Afterward, a bag of salt appeared in front of White Dew, dispelling the lingering vision of the breathtaking scenery from her eyes. Clutching the salt, she hurriedly fled. Xiao Cheng touched his nose, the smile on his lips growing larger. In his mind, he was still savoring the expressions on the girl's face—from the moment she unexpectedly froze, to openly appreciating the view, and finally the flustered and blushing expressions. Turns out, she can get shy. Xiao Wei returned, seeing Xiao Cheng washing clothes by the well. Feeling somewhat puzzled, he didn't dare to overthink it, silently putting his school bag back in his room before going to the kitchen to start a fire. After eating, he returned to his room to do his homework. Bai Lu went into the vegetable garden to tend to the crops. With the foundation work finished, there were some loose ends to tie up. After a short rest, Xiao Cheng went to the neighboring house. Li Shuixian took advantage of this time, traversing streets and alleys, taking seven or eight turns to reach the backyard. "Lu Lu." The vegetable garden was surrounded by a fence, and there was a small river behind it. Bai Lu, who heard the voice, lifted her small hoe and looked up. What she saw was the round figure of Li Shuixian, wearing new cotton clothes, biting her teeth as she tried to jump across the river. Right foot landing, left foot stepping on the riverbank, she directly stepped on the mud, causing half of her foot to fall into the water. Fortunately, she pulled back her foot quickly, or else falling into the river, the entire river would have surged with tidal waves. The vegetable garden would have been in a disaster.  

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