The reborn of paranoid boss cannon fodder wife(27)

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 Chapter 27: Embracing the Unexpected

Just when Xiao Wei thought that Xiao Cheng would go back to his old ways, rarely coming home every few days, Xiao Cheng surprised everyone by returning home every day. He even had all three meals at home. Compared to Bai Lu's anger over the spicy peppers, Xiao Wei felt that Xiao Cheng's anger was even more terrifying, making it hard for him to breathe. On the second afternoon after school, unable to resist the curiosity, he skipped his homework and ran to the kitchen. "Did you and my brother have another argument?" The little guy asked as soon as he entered the house. "No," Bai Lu replied calmly. She held a knife and vigorously chopped the fiery red peppers, creating loud and echoing sounds. Xiao Cheng was still in the adjacent room, working on the construction, and the empty kitchen made the chopping sounds particularly prominent. Xiao Wei's mouth twitched slightly; these chopping sounds probably echoed throughout the entire neighborhood. Thinking of what Bai Lu had told him about selling chestnuts, he asked, "Did my brother refuse to let you sell chestnuts?" The chopping stopped abruptly, and Bai Lu's angry expression was replaced by bewilderment. "How did you know?" Xiao Wei glanced at her. "You used to either stay at home or give the money my brother gave you to Li Shui Xian as soon as you went out. Don't you know my brother's reputation around here? You giving money to Li Shui Xian, I don't know the reason behind it, but you think my brother doesn't know? Why are you giving money to Li Shui Xian? I don't know. But, do you think my brother won't know what you're doing?" He might be just seven years old, but he had eyes and a brain. Bai Lu's actions, staying over for more than two months, were deeply engraved in his mind. Her recent changes wouldn't easily be overturned by a few days' difference. "But I said the money from selling belongs to him..." Bai Lu sighed. Why was it so hard for her to be straightforward? Xiao Wei scratched his head. He might not understand the thoughts of adults, so he decided to go back to his room to do his homework. Just as he turned around, he heard a series of ding-ding sounds from outside. "The old man selling malt candy is here." That rich and distant melody, fresh and vibrant, lingered in Xiao Wei's memory. Bai Lu also seemed to be taken back in time. In the quiet and peaceful family courtyard, there were always some wonderful and melodious sounds that could attract everyone's attention. Once these sounds appeared, all eyes, young and old alike, would be drawn to the source. She used to walk hand in hand with her parents or grandparents, jumping and bouncing outside to buy her favorite candy. —Malt candy. Xiao Wei was puzzled as Bai Lu pulled him out of the house. "I said, the old man selling malt candy is here." He had just said, "The old man selling malt candy is here," and his hand was already held warmly and gently by her. He was even hesitating whether to shake off her hand, but she had already led him outside. "Little girl, little boy, do you want to buy malt candy?" The old man selling malt candy had white hair, a short white beard, a friendly and kind voice, and when he smiled, the wrinkles around his eyes seemed especially warm. He carried a bamboo pole with two woven bamboo baskets on top. In the baskets were round sifters. In the sifters were large pieces of malt candy, alongside a small iron pick and a small iron shovel for breaking the malt candy. Malt candies of various shapes and sizes were scattered around them, giving off a sweet and fragrant scent that drifted away with the wind. Bai Lu asked, "How much per pound?" "Two and a half yuan per pound," the old man replied. Bai Lu asked the old man to help her weigh a pound, and then she happily took out the money. Xiao Wei's hand was finally liberated. The old man continued, "Little boy, try a piece. Grandpa's malt candy is really sweet. Last night, there was a particularly handsome and cool big brother. He rode a bicycle with a 28-inch front wheel and came all the way from your town to buy candy from me." The old man lived in the neighboring Qingshui Town, not too far but not too close. It would take over two hours to walk. Bai Lu, who had already taken out the money, paused at these words. The old man continued, "I remember that young man; I haven't seen him buy candy before. Last night, the sun had set, and he suddenly came to buy candy. I told him I hadn't made any malt candy at home yet and that it would be late. I suggested he come back tomorrow when it's ready. But he insisted that I make it on the spot." "Nowadays, young people, for the sake of making little girls happy, really don't consider us old folks." The old man's helpless laughter, along with the jingling sounds of the malt candy, gradually faded away with the wind, mixing with the sweet fragrance. Bai Lu handed a piece of malt candy to Xiao Wei, her heart still immersed in the delight and satisfaction she had just experienced. The room suddenly became quiet. Xiao Wei looked at the malt candy in his hand and felt that even a pound of malt candy didn't smell as sweet as he expected. The miracle was that there were no more spicy peppers for dinner. The dishes were particularly fragrant, and everyone had two bowls of rice. Every plate on the table reflected the light. The night was as dark as ink, and the moon was out. The only sound in the yard was the laundry being washed. Bai Lu contemplated for a long time, stole glances several times, and finally, with courage gathered, she sneaked up to the stern and silent man washing clothes. Finally, summoning her courage. "Knock, knock, knock——" The knocking sound interrupted her thoughts. Bai Lu gritted her teeth and stared at the door. If it wasn't something extremely urgent, she would surely fix the big door herself! "Cheng-ge." Luo Shiliu nonchalant, slightly rogue voice came through. "The deadline has arrived."  

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