Chapter 127: The reborn of paranoid boss cannon fodder wife
Chapter 127: How a Monk Marries You
Tonight, the drunken child didn't seem quite right.
Watching the hurried figure leaving at the door, Bai Lu touched her forehead, feeling a bit strange.
But the last time he got drunk, it seemed to be the same.
To avoid a replay of the disaster, Bai Lu didn't neatly arrange the sheets on the bed but piled them on one side, at the bed's edge, with two quilts stacked together.
High-hanging mosquito nets on both sides, the bedsheet rolled to the bed's end, and the pillow placed on the quilt.
The entire big bed was left with a bamboo mat.
Even if he vomited, it would only be on the bamboo mat, not touching anything else on the bed.
After tidying up the bed, Bai Lu went to the table near the window, opened the drawer, and took out the account book.
Also in the drawer, after settling the sales of the eight batches of caramelized chestnuts last night, she counted all the money earned.
Thirty thousand and one hundred eighty-six yuan.
Thirty thousand would be returned to Xiao Cheng, and one hundred eighty-six yuan... could be used to rent a house in the city.
Although Xiao Cheng said she didn't have to pay rent and utility bills, cooking could cover the rent, and the money for groceries could be reimbursed from the thirty thousand yuan, Bai Lu didn't plan to do that.
During this period, she hadn't bought groceries many times, and she rarely cooked. Xiao Cheng often bought groceries and cooked. He always had reasonable and legitimate reasons.
Everyone worked hard to earn money, and she had been eating and drinking these days. She couldn't pretend to be ignorant and reimburse the money for groceries.
Repaying Xiao Cheng thirty thousand yuan was the right thing to do.
Bai Lu waited for a while, but Xiao Cheng didn't come back yet. She could only put the money back in the drawer, get up, and go out.
Is the table not cleaned up yet?
It's cleaned up. The entire courtyard was empty, and the bowls, chopsticks, and dishes on the big round table and small square table were gone.
The scattered empty wine bottles on the ground had also been thrown into the trash bin.
The kitchen emitted a crisp sound of bowls and chopsticks clashing.
Bai Lu thought Xiao Cheng was doing the dishes. Approaching to take a look, it was Xiao Wei rolling up his sleeves, getting ready to wash the dishes.
"Where's your brother?"
Hearing the familiar voice, Xiao Wei replied without looking back, "He went out; he said he'll be back soon."
After recalling Xiao Cheng's state just now, having relieved some of the drunkenness after drinking honey water, still having the strength to hug her, he probably wouldn't fall into the ditch.
So, Bai Lu didn't ask more and went back to the room: "I'll help you wash them; you squeeze some dish soap to clean your hands. Go to sleep quickly; you have to go to school tomorrow."
The dishes in the sink were piled up, already filled with water. Bai Lu rolled up her sleeves and went over.
She picked up the little guy standing on a stool, replaced his position, walked around the stool, and started washing the dishes.
Xiao Wei was stunned, not having drunk alcohol but feeling a kind of inexplicable excitement when he was lifted down. After a while, he continued to wash.
Since his parents died, except for the last Qingming Festival, when he was carried by his big brother once, he had never been hugged, even a small hug.
Only Bai Lu, whether it was touching his head or lifting him from the stool, was very natural and gentle.
Very familiar... unconsciously looking forward to the next time.
Bai Lu finished washing the chopsticks, put them on the bamboo sieve to drain, and found that the little guy at her feet was still standing dumbly, staring at her with innocent and bright eyes without moving.
It was somewhat similar to the strange and complex gaze Xiao Cheng had before kissing her hand tonight.
"Did you secretly drink and get drunk?" Bai Lu bent down, facing the innocent and bright eyes of the little guy.
The little guy immediately shook his head, "I didn't drink."
After saying that, he moved the stool away from her legs, put it back in place, and finally gave her a deep look before leaving.
Bai Lu was puzzled, "You haven't squeezed the dish soap yet!"
"It's outside."
Indeed, there was still a bottle of dish soap by the well.
Without thinking too much, Bai Lu turned back to continue washing the dishes.
Fortunately, the first time the cake appeared at Xiao Cheng's home, everyone's understanding was about eating and making wishes, not like in later generations, smashing things everywhere after eating and drinking their fill.
Washing the dishes was not troublesome.
Pour a little dish soap, remove the grease, use a cloth to quickly clean, drip dry, and put them back in the cupboard.
The sound of the front door opening.
Bai Lu had just walked out of the kitchen, and a man who returned in haste, holding a bag, swiftly pulled her back to the room.
The force of pulling her hand was strong, showing that he was very dissatisfied with her sneaking out of bed and not waiting for him.
Once back in the room, without saying a word, he closed the door, directly pressed her on the table by the window, and handed the bag to her.
"This is... what?" Bai Lu opened the bag, inside was a small rectangular yellow sponge, and another black thing with a wire. She didn't recognize it.
"Electric clippers."
Xiao Cheng casually grabbed a chair, sat across from Bai Lu, and took out the electric clippers, placing them in her hand.
He looked at her without saying a word.
His normally calm eyes were no longer calm, showing a sense of urgency, but he still didn't speak, waiting for her to ask.
Obviously still in a drunken state.
Bai Lu reluctantly smiled and could only take the initiative to ask the child, "What are electric clippers used for?"
He immediately replied, "To shave hair."
"Well... to shave hair... huh? Shave hair!"
Bai Lu after calmly learning the answer, suddenly became horrified. She looked straight at the dignified figure sitting properly on the chair, motionless, looking at her as if waiting for her... to take action.
She hesitated and asked the child, "Do you want me to shave your hair for you?"
The big guy nodded.
"I don't know how." Bai Lu shook her head sincerely.
"You will."
Xiao Cheng stubbornly looked at her. "You'll learn after shaving."
Bai Lu continued to shake her head, "I really don't know. I've never cut someone's hair, let alone shave their head. I might mess up your hair, and it won't look good."
"Don't need to look good." The big guy didn't care about appearance.
Although his appearance was quite resistant to being messed up or shaved, Bai Lu still didn't dare to start, "Why do you want to shave your head?"
"No reason." A three-year-old has no reasons.
Is he starting over from scratch?
Bai Lu turned her brain and, in a more friendly way, asked, "Do you want to become a monk and enter a monastery?"
Xiao Cheng: "..."
"No!"
"How can a monk marry you!"
*Cough! Cough cough..." Bai Lu was choked by her own saliva, coughing violently. A large hand reached over to pat her back gently; she recovered her composure after a long time.
"That... this..." Bai Lu straightened out her scattered thoughts, softly persuaded the child, "Actually, there are barber shops on the street, and... the prices are not very high."
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