Chapter 243 Maybe we should just hand it over?
Chapter 243 Maybe we should just hand it over?
Hearing that she was picking up the child, Zhuang Qingxiang became even angrier. She glared at Lu Congyue and gritted her teeth, saying, "Pick him up later."
She's so embarrassed that she can't face anyone or even hold her child.
Lu Congyue laughed.
Zhuang Qingxiang laughed so hard she wanted to bite someone again.
"Okay, I'll pick you up later." Lu Congyue leaned closer and whispered in her ear, "Actually, I'm a little tired too, let's rest together."
With no little ones to bother him, and the rare opportunity of separation making the heart grow fonder, he was quite unrestrained and relentless last night.
Even so, whenever I see her, I want to kiss and rub against her; I'm happy no matter how I look at her.
Zhuang Qingxiang couldn't stand this person's shamelessness any longer, so she quickly covered herself with the blanket and went to sleep.
Only after getting a good rest can I feel at ease bringing my child back.
Just as she was drifting off to sleep, someone moved closer to her, jolting Zhuang Qingxiang awake. She glared warily at Lu Congyue, who had come up beside her.
Lu Congyue coughed lightly: "Didn't we say we'd rest together? Don't worry, we'll just get some sleep."
"You..." Zhuang Qingxiang said angrily, "Lu Congyue, you really are... You're not allowed to touch me anymore."
"That won't do," Lu Congyue rejected outright. "You're my wife."
Zhuang Qingxiang grabbed him angrily: "Get out! Don't even think about touching me for the next month."
Lu Congyue yelled, but still pulled the person into his arms without a care, and coaxed softly, "Okay, okay, go to sleep, don't be late to pick up the child."
As for what she said about a month... he didn't agree to that.
Otherwise, let her rest for three days.
Or she would ask someone to take the children out to play every now and then, so that she wouldn't feel restricted.
Lu Congyue happily cuddled Zhuang Qingxiang and took a nap. Then, he got up refreshed and, seeing that it was almost noon, decided to pick her up in the afternoon.
Zhuang Qingxiang was still fast asleep, so Lu Congyue didn't disturb her. He tiptoed out of the house, went to his workplace first, and then called Dai Hongying. After contacting her, he told her to get ready and that he would come to pick up the child in the evening.
After everything was arranged, I went to the cafeteria to get my food and went home.
This time, Zhuang Qingxiang wasn't allowed to continue sleeping. She had already slept all afternoon and it was time for her to get up.
He woke her up and saw Zhuang Qingxiang sitting there drowsily. He quickly fetched water for her to wash her face and wake her up, and then promptly handed her warm water to soothe her throat. He took very good care of her.
After being served, Zhuang Qingxiang was fully awake and felt a little embarrassed.
From childhood to adulthood, only the man in front of her has ever served her.
She used to be the one serving others.
"Don't bother, I can do it myself," she said shyly.
"Aren't you tired? I'll take care of this little thing, you don't need to exert yourself." Lu Congyue smiled and thought his wife was wonderful no matter what. As for taking care of his wife, it was nothing. He wished he could hold her and serve her every day.
"I didn't cook at home today, I got my food from the cafeteria." Lu Congyue didn't let Zhuang Qingxiang get off the kang (heated brick bed), but brought over a small kang table so she could sit on the kang and eat.
After resting, Zhuang Qingxiang recovered and her mood improved. She smiled shyly and said, "You making me feel like a useless piece of trash..."
"Nonsense." Lu Congyue shook his head. "You're so capable, how can you be useless? Eat up."
Zhuang Qingxiang was also hungry, after all, she had exhausted herself, so she stopped talking and quickly ate.
After finishing my meal, I suddenly remembered my clothes and frantically searched around, startled: "Where are my clothes? Where are the clothes I wore back home?"
"I washed it," Lu Congyue boasted. "I washed it."
Zhuang Qingxiang's vision went black.
Those house deeds and land deeds are just pieces of paper. If they're washed away, won't everything be ruined?
"Oh, right, I took all those things out of your pockets and put them in the drawer," Lu Congyue added.
Zhuang Qingxiang was instantly fully recovered.
"You took them all out? Even the ones I sewed into the inside pockets?"
"Hmm." Lu Congyue paused. He hadn't wanted to ask, but thinking it best to just ask, "Those things in your pockets..."
"I got it from Zhuang Luping!" Zhuang Qingxiang said immediately.
I haven't had a proper talk with Lu Congyue about things in the capital since I came back, now is the time to talk.
Zhuang Qingxiang then explained that Zhuang Luping had gone to the capital to dig for something, and also mentioned the origins of the house deeds, land deeds, and the small yellow croaker.
After listening, Lu Congyue scoffed, "He's quite shrewd. Knowing he couldn't get the house back, he gave you the house deed and land deed."
He had lived in the capital and knew the situation of most houses there. Although he had the property deeds and land deeds, the houses had probably been rented out by the street long ago, since housing in the capital has always been in short supply.
Even if you produce the house deed or land deed now, they won't give it to you. They'll check its origin, and they might just slap a serious label on you.
Zhuang Qingxiang pursed her lips and whispered, "I just wanted to ask you, do we need to hand these things over?"
Lu Congyue, thinking of the suffering she had endured in the capital, felt annoyed: "Why hand it over? Just keep it to yourself, they won't know anyway."
After thinking for a moment, he added, "Even if Zhuang Luping gets arrested, he probably won't reveal what you have. Even if he does, it won't matter if the higher-ups find out. I'll talk to them for you. Keep it! Didn't you say there's a house inside that you lived in when you were a child? Keep it as a memento. It's useless now, but who knows, it might be useful later."
Zhuang Qingxiang trusted Lu Congyue a lot, so since he said so, she could stay.
She didn't care about the house deeds or land deeds; she'd keep them as a memento, just like he said. But those three small yellow croakers were something else entirely; she could use them to pay off debts on the black market.
Zhuang Qingxiang was a little excited, and she started thinking about how much money she could make from the three small yellow croakers, and whether it would be enough to buy a house in the city...
Wait, it seems buying and selling isn't allowed now? But maybe there's a way? If all else fails, rent a suitable place for three or five years, and you and your child will have a place to stay.
The more she thought about it, the more excited Zhuang Qingxiang became, and her eyes lit up.
Seeing her like this, Lu Congyue knew what good things she was thinking, so he leaned closer and asked, "Are you happy?"
"Of course I'm happy! Three small yellow croakers can fetch a lot of money. I can finally afford to buy a house and raise my children!" Zhuang Qingxiang said excitedly.
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Congyue's face darkened.
Zhuang Qingxiang didn't notice. She got off the kang (a heated brick bed), went to the drawer to take out the small yellow croaker. No matter how she touched it, it felt wonderful; no matter how she looked at it, it was beautiful. It was like a windfall.
Lu Congyue grinded his back teeth as he watched her happily holding the small yellow croaker.
He knew she had always wanted a home of her own, but how could she forget that they already had a home?
They've already gotten their marriage certificate and are legally married, yet they're still thinking about buying a house and moving in with their child.
Did you not even think about him?!
Lu Congyue became increasingly unhappy as he looked at her bright smile.
When will she be able to stay by his side peacefully?
"Ahem..." Lu Congyue coughed lightly and said calmly, "These three little yellow croakers may have to be handed over to the government."
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