The wife of the female Zun Kuaichuan is a doting maniac

Chapter 500 My Soft Husband (20)

It turned out that they were afraid of the dark, so they had dinner early and hid in the house.

Thinking of Lu Yuan's smudged little face, Su Qiruo felt even more sour.

The two sons of aristocratic families who were supposed to be well-clothed and well-fed were loved by thousands of people, but now they are living such a life of trepidation.

What have they experienced in the past five years?
Su Qiruo tiptoed, turned over and entered the small courtyard.

The yard is not big, but it is kept very clean.

There are neat piles of firewood in the kitchen, which must have been bought by them.

In addition to the large water tank at the door, there is only a simple small cupboard with clean dishes on it. The bottom cupboard should be where they store rice noodles.

A small pot was placed on the stove, which contained half a pot of lard.

There was also a jar in the corner, with a small stone pressed on it, Su Qiruo guessed that it might contain the pickles that Lu Yao had pickled himself, and could smell the sour smell of acetic acid.

The hand hanging by her side tightened, and Su Qiruo's heart also tightened for no reason, that dark green tall and straight figure seemed out of place in this narrow kitchen.

Thin white fingers lightly touched the rim of the pot that was no longer steaming, and Su Qiruo took out another stack of banknotes from her arms and pressed it under the oil pot.

If he knew that she had been here, it would be fine, and she couldn't let him leave him alone.

Thinking of Lu Yao's caution, Su Qiruo was afraid that he would be frightened, so she took out a bead from her purse that was the same as the gold bead given to him before and put it next to the silver ticket.

In this way, he should know that it was the bank note sent by her!
He hated her so much at the beginning, and he didn't know what to do to make him look good and let him accept her help.

After standing in the yard for a while, Su Qiruo fled away.

As if feeling it, Lu Yao glanced out the window, but only saw the shaking leaves.

Seeing Su Qiruo leave, Feng Shuang also turned and went back to the house.

The courtyard next door was quiet every night, but Fengshuang didn't dare to relax for a moment.

Especially today, seeing with his own eyes how much his young master cared about Mr. Lu, he became even more vigilant.

The next day, Lu Yao got up before dawn.

Glancing at his younger brother who was still sound asleep, he quietly got out of bed.

First, he cleaned the yard in the dim morning light. After dawn, Lu Yao rolled up his sleeves and entered the kitchen as usual.

However, when he saw the stack of silver bills and the round golden bead on the stove, he was shocked.

Someone entered the yard last night?

He didn't even know it.

After taking the thick stack of banknotes, Lu Yao did not rush to count them, but held the only golden bead in his palm.

The heart in the chest seemed to be jumping out, beating non-stop.

"is her."

Lu Yao murmured.

She has been here.

She found his residence, but didn't bother him, but sent him a bank note.

Did she know about Lu Yuan's illness?

Lu Yao couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, and there was a bit of unspeakable throbbing in the sourness.

She was so upright and kind when she was young, and she is still so upright now.

His fingers subconsciously touched the jade pendant in his arms, and he hadn't figured out how to return the jade pendant to her.

Go to Su Mansion to find her?

He didn't have that kind of courage either.

He never thought that because of that night, he would force her to give him an explanation. The matter was over, and he didn't care about it anymore.

What is she doing?

The thick stack of silver bills can be felt without counting, not to mention buying one yard like this, even if buying ten is more than enough.

Did she... have investigated his situation, so she wanted to make up for him in this way?

Now that there is no shortage of money, Lu Yao is not very happy.

He didn't know what happened to him either.

Walking quickly to the gate of the courtyard, Lu Yao couldn't help frowning when he saw the tightly fastened latch and the thin layer of ashes scattered on the ground.

No footprints?

Where did she come from?
Glancing at the surrounding courtyard walls, it was so high that there were no big trees around that could directly climb up the courtyard walls. Could it be that she flew in?
The emperor once praised Su Zhuangyuan as a prodigy with both civil and military skills, so she also has high martial arts skills.

Lu Yao stood blankly in the yard, looking around blankly, but there was no sign of that person at all.

Feng Shuang, who was hidden in the dark, sighed softly, it seems that Mr. Lu has discovered that his young master has come.

Looking at the bank note in Lu Yao's hand, and remembering that his young master had asked him more than once to pay more money from the cashier, Feng Shuang decided on one thing.

Mr. Lu is very short of money.

When Feng Shuang rolled his eyes, he suddenly had an idea.

As soon as he finished his breakfast, he knocked on the door of the courtyard next door, and soon there was a slight sound of footsteps in the courtyard.

"Who?"

There was a bit of vigilance in Lu Yao's voice, Feng Shuang was afraid of frightening the young master's heart, so he hurriedly spoke out first.

"Master Lu, it's me."

Hearing Fengshuang's voice, Lu Yao opened the door a crack.

I saw Fengshuang holding two books in his hands, scratching his head in embarrassment.

"If you want to disturb me, I hope Mr. Lu will not be offended."

"It's okay, I don't know Mr. Feng, this is..."

Lu Yao smiled lightly, without any annoyance on his face.

"I am ashamed to say that Feng has practiced martial arts since he was a child, so he is not very familiar with literature. However, the younger brother in the family has reached the age of enlightenment, and he finally asked someone to find these two volumes. I would like to ask Mr. Lu if he is willing to help. Copying? Don't worry, I can pay for it."

Fengshuang didn't completely lie to Lu Yao. Although he could read and write, his writing was really not very good.

"Mr. Feng is serious, but it's just a matter of raising your hands. Just leave it to me, and I'll pick it up tomorrow."

As soon as Lu Yao heard it, he reached out and took the book in Fengshuang's hand.

They are all neighbors, and Fengshuang is a man who knows martial arts. Lu Yao is still looking forward to getting to know him better, and asks him to take care of Lu Yuan in the future!
Today he helped him copy a few books, this size is considered a favor.

"Then there will be Mr. Lao Lu."

Feng Shuang was not polite, thanked him and left.

When he came to pick up the books the next day, Feng Shuang brought some sweets and candied fruit. Although they were not valuable items, they were exquisite.

Lu Yao said a few polite words, but in the end he couldn't resist Feng Shuang, so he had to accept it.

In fact, he is not short of money now, but if he is asked to spend it lavishly, he is not willing to give up.

Every day that Lu Yuan's illness is not good, he has to save a day.

"Are these sent by Brother Feng?"

Lu Yuan looked up at the snacks and candied fruit in the box and asked.

"Exactly, go wash your hands and try it."

Lu Yao nodded, these are also what he got in exchange for copying books, he doesn't think he took advantage of others.

After all, he copied that book all day yesterday, and he didn't even have time to embroider the handkerchief.

(End of this chapter)