My Taoist nun girlfriend is from the Republic of China era, 1942.

Chapter 4 wasn't stolen by me...

It's no wonder Chen Xiaomiao was imagining things.

She understood one thing from a young age: she was beautiful.

When she was six years old, she was almost sold to a brothel. The brothel madam saw her for the first time and said with a smile that she was a vixen, a reincarnation of Su Daji, and that she was destined for the right profession, and that she would definitely be able to seduce a king or general in the future.

Fortunately, my master rescued me and took me to the mountain to cultivate Taoism, freeing me from many worldly troubles.

Even though they live in seclusion in the mountains, they still occasionally attract trouble.

When she was fourteen, a landlord came up the mountain to burn incense. Upon seeing her for the first time, he offered to buy her as a concubine with a yellow croaker. In the end, he was beaten down the mountain by the other disciples of the temple with hoes.

Later, when she was fleeing, Chen Xiaomiao dressed herself up in a disheveled state every day, and even so, she almost fell victim to the viciousness of the soldiers.

What should I do?

Chen Xiaomiao became more and more conflicted as she thought about it, when she heard Lu Yuan urging her from ahead.

"What are you dawdling for? Keep up! You don't know this place well, don't get lost!"

Chen Xiaomiao calmed herself down and temporarily put aside her worries.

Last night I took a nice bath and was all clean. I was alone in the same room with Lu Yuan, a man and a woman. If he really had bad intentions, I could have easily forced myself on him.

With my skinny arms and legs, how could I possibly twist him?

From this perspective, even if Lu Yuan has feelings for me, he is at least reasonable.

Besides, I am indebted to him, so I must not judge him with my petty mind.

After returning home and taking stock of his belongings, Lu Yuan didn't linger. He found the keys to his grandfather's old Audi A8 and immediately set off to leave Beijing.

Lu Yuan studied at Jiangcheng University, which is more than a thousand kilometers away from the capital.

The vehicle entered the highway, and the scenery outside the window rushed by.

Chen Xiaomiao, in the passenger seat, was still buzzing with excitement from the morning. Her face was pressed against the glass, her mouth slightly open, and her foxy eyes were wide open, reflecting the fields and buildings rushing past outside the window. She couldn't suppress her surprise and excitement.

The doubts about Lu Yuan's intentions were thrown to the winds as the car gradually accelerated.

"Lu Yuan, your car is much faster than those military vehicles!"

During his escape from famine, Chen Xiaomiao had seen many soldiers driving green metal vehicles recklessly, and inside were all unapproachable officers and bosses. This was the first time he had ever ridden in one himself.

Suddenly, a silver sedan sped past. Chen Xiaomiao vaguely saw a female driver inside, and her excitement intensified again: "Lu Yuan, why is a woman driving that car?"

Lu Yuan responded, "Now almost anyone can drive, regardless of gender."

"Can I learn it?"

"of course."

"Then can you teach me?"

Upon hearing that she could learn to drive, Chen Xiaomiao was so excited she almost jumped out of her seat, her foxy eyes filled with longing.

“I can’t teach you,” Lu Yuan shook his head and explained, “If you want to learn to drive now, you have to go to a driving school.”

"Driving school?"

"It's a school that specifically teaches people how to drive."

"That...that must cost a lot of money, right?"

"money is not a problem."

Lu Yuan thought it over and decided to take this opportunity to brush up on Chen Xiaomiao's modern knowledge, so that she wouldn't cause any trouble later.

You need this!

He pulled out his ID card from his pocket and handed it over, patiently explaining, "This thing is called an ID card. Without it, you're considered an 'unregistered resident,' and you'll find it difficult to move around in most parts of the country. If you get caught, you'll get into trouble."

"Unregistered resident?!"

Chen Xiaomiao's face turned pale instantly. The word itself was frightening, like something out of a "wanted criminal."

"Then... what should I do? I don't have this card!"

“I don’t know what to do for the time being…” Lu Yuan said honestly, “So you have to stick close to me and don’t wander off, lest you get into trouble and be called in by the police for questioning.”

Upon hearing "police" and "please come in for questioning," Chen Xiaomiao's face grew even paler.

Back then, having a government office facing south was no joke; if the police were watching you, you'd be in serious trouble, if not dead.

"But don't be too afraid."

Seeing that the little girl had frightened him quite a bit, Lu Yuan quickly tried to smooth things over: "The police are reasonable now, completely different from when you were in that situation. As for the ID card, I'll figure something out for you."

Chen Xiaomiao nodded like a chick pecking at rice: "Okay! I promise I'll be good! I won't run away even for a second!"

Around noon, the two arrived at the service area, where Lu Yuan planned to rest and have lunch.

As promised, Chen Xiaomiao jumped out of the car as soon as Lu Yuan opened the door, following closely behind like a little tail. Her foxy eyes scanned the surroundings warily, making sure Lu Yuan was always within her sight.

It was as if countless police officers were lurking in the service area, arresting unregistered residents.

Even as Lu Yuan reached the entrance to the men's restroom, Chen Xiaomiao subconsciously wanted to rush in after him.

"Hey, stop!"

Lu Yuan quickly turned around and stopped her, pointing to the little man in pants on the door: "Look carefully, this is the men's restroom! Only men can go in!"

Chen Xiaomiao realized what was happening, looked at the "little person wearing pants" on the door, and then at the "little person wearing a skirt" on the door next to her. Her face turned red instantly, and she stammered.

“I…I don’t recognize you…I thought you’d follow me wherever you went…”

Lu Yuan was both angry and amused, and waved his hand dismissively, saying, "Go back to the car and wait."

Chen Xiaomiao made two "oh" sounds and slowly moved back to the car, looking back every few steps.

When Lu Yuan came out of the restroom, he saw two people surrounding the car.

A security guard in uniform and an angry-looking middle-aged woman were banging on the passenger window.

Chen Xiaomiao huddled in the car, her face deathly pale.

Lu Yuan quickly walked over: "Hey, hey, hey... what are you doing?"

When the security guard and the older woman saw the car owner arrive, they immediately turned their attention to him.

The middle-aged woman's voice boomed: "Oh, you've finally arrived! What's wrong with your sister? Stealing things and then pretending to be dead in the car?"

Upon seeing Lu Yuan, Chen Xiaomiao cautiously rolled down the car window, her face contorted with grievance, on the verge of tears: "Lu Yuan... I didn't steal anything... Please tell the police, I don't want to be arrested..."

Chen Xiaomiao didn't know the difference between a security guard and a police officer; she just thought the uniform and the "baton" on the waist were quite intimidating.

"Don't worry, he's not a policeman, he can't arrest you."

After calming Chen Xiaomiao down, Lu Yuan opened the car door, took out a pack of cigarettes, and handed it to her, saying politely, "Brother, what happened to my sister? Tell me about it first."

"You can't hit a smiling face," the security guard said, taking the cigarette and replying amicably, "Brother, we're not deliberately causing trouble. This lady said she lost something, and we checked the security footage for her. We happened to see your sister there..."

The security guard, embarrassed to continue, simply took out his phone and opened the surveillance video.

The scene shows Lu Yuan queuing to pay at the convenience store entrance, while Chen Xiaomiao waits beside him.

Her gaze wandered, then suddenly fell on the table and chairs by the door, where a bowl of noodles, only half-eaten and still steaming, sat.

After looking left and right to make sure no one was around, Chen Xiaomiao pounced over, picked up the bowl, and wolfed down the food, finishing it in a few bites.

Seeing herself looking so pathetic in that moving "black box," Chen Xiaomiao burst into tears, pointing at the screen and explaining incoherently, "I...I thought she didn't want it anymore! It's such a waste to leave it there...so many white noodles...I really didn't mean to..."

"Okay, okay, it's alright."

Lu Yuan turned back to comfort him again, a strong sense of guilt welling up in his heart.

He was used to skipping breakfast and completely ignored the fact that Chen Xiaomiao had just experienced the famine of 1942 and had only managed to eat a full meal last night.

She got up early to work today, and then spent so much time shopping at the mall. She must be starving, but she's too embarrassed to ask.

A person who has eaten clay and gnawed on tree bark would never think that eating other people's leftovers is undignified.

(End of this chapter)