70: The Soldier King's Supernatural Wife, Three Babies in One Child

Lu Chaoyan couldn't handle the directness, so she quickly turned her head away and changed the subject.

"Is the goldsmith still alive? I want to make a gold-covered copper longevity lock."

Now that Jiang Xiuqin has woken up, with Tao Yuwei's personality, she will definitely be determined to find the golden lock.

She planned to exchange the gold lock and jade bracelet from the Si family. Even if they found them, they would be fake.

If you want to recognize your relatives, you’re just dreaming.

Si Zhengyan frowned, thinking that she had hit the child.

"Leave it to me. We will make the child pure gold, not copper."

Lu Chaoyan raised his chin towards the clinic and moved closer to him, "Liu Zhibai bought a gold lock and a pair of jade bracelets for Tao Yuwei, I want to replace them for her."

Si Zhengyan straightened his back, lowered his eyes and looked at his wife who had her head pressed against his arms, his ears turned red again.

My heart was beating wildly.

He only had to bend his neck slightly to kiss her tied-up black hair.

But he was afraid of offending her.

After Lu Chaoyan finished speaking, she straightened up and waited for his answer.

Si Zhengyan was stunned for a while before he came to his senses.

"Okay, give me the drawing, and I'll go find the old goldsmith to make you a gold lock. The jade bracelet can be replaced with a cheaper jadeite, which he should have."

"Okay, just wrap the lock with a thin layer of gold foil. Don't waste gold. I'll give you the blueprint tonight."

Before she knew it, Lu Chaoyan had finished four bowls of steamed cakes and was about to wash the dishes when Si Zhengyan stopped her and said, "Go to bed. I'll wash them."

"Ah."

Lu Chaoyan overslept and missed lunch.

After she got up, Si Zhengyan made a bowl of noodle soup and fried an egg in the kitchen.

She washed up and went to the kitchen, where he was still feeding Lu Yuanyuan.

"Luckily you are here, otherwise Yuanyuan would have made trouble for my second sister again."

Si Zhengyan smiled and practiced taking care of the baby in advance.

After eating the noodles, Lu Chaoyan put on the basket and went to the mountains. Si Zhengyan also wanted to go, but was rejected by Lu Chaoyan.

Today, she wanted to collect some medicinal herbs into the space, so it was not convenient to bring him with her.

As soon as she walked out of the door, she met Lu Zhixiang with a smirk on his face.

He carried a piece of meat and two net bags, one of which was filled with fruits and moon cakes wrapped in yellow paper.

In the other pocket were four cans of food, two cans of milk powder, and on top were two pieces of floral cloth of different colors and a piece of black cloth.

Depending on the thickness of the three types of cloth, three sets of autumn clothes for adults can be made.

Lu Chaoyan looked at him jokingly, "Oh, you brought so much food, you didn't poison it, did you?"

"Third sister, you are joking. I bought this for you sincerely."

Lu Zhixiang walked into the yard with a smile and looked towards the west room, "Where is your second sister?"

Lu Chaoyan stretched out her hand and asked, "Did you bring the fifty dollars?"

Lu Zhixiang placed the things in the two net bags and the meat on the table in the yard and took money out of his pocket.

"Yes, yes. Here are sixty-seven dollars and eighty cents. All for you."

Hearing the noise, Lu Yuedan came out of the west room, stared at Lu Zhixiang with hatred, walked over and looked at the money, full of confusion.

In the past, he was reluctant to give me five cents when I asked him for it.

Now he wants fifty, but he gives more than ten yuan more. What does that mean?

Did his temper change because of the beating she gave him?

"Yuedan, I, I, I'm sorry, are you and the child okay?"

Lu Zhixiang no longer had his former arrogance, and there was pleading and flattering in his eyes when he looked at his wife.

As he said this, he quickly took out the cloth and handed it to Lu Yuedan, "This is for making clothes for you and your child. Next month, I will send more cotton to make jackets for you."

Lu Yuedan hugged the cloth, even more surprised. He said he would send it next month instead of forcing her to go home.

Is he just going to let her live with her child in her parents' home and not let her go back?

If that were the case, she would wake up laughing in her dreams.

Lu Chaoyan thought about it and guessed that Lu Zhixiang had discovered his beloved mother and wanted to send his wife to his brother-in-law's bed to carry on his family line.

She took the money and said, "Since you are so sincere, you can take the bike and pay for next month's bill. Don't delay any longer. Otherwise, I will send my second sister and the child back and make your family restless."

Lu Zhixiang suddenly waved his hands repeatedly.

"No, don't send them back. Just let your second sister and the child live here. I will definitely send the money on time on the first day of next month. Please take good care of them with Han Qing and my parents."

As he spoke, he took the net bag of fruits and mooncakes to the back window of the clinic and said to Liu Zhibai and Lu Hanqing inside:

"Dad, little brother, you are busy. I bought this for you. Please take good care of Yuedan, Yuanyuan and Xiaobao in the future."

He hasn't named his youngest daughter yet, and he doesn't know what name Yuedan gave her.

With the gift, Liu Zhibai was naturally happy to take it. He picked up the fruit and looked at Lu Zhixiang politely, "Why didn't you come to have lunch earlier?"

"The factory is very busy. I asked for leave after dinner to visit the children. Now I have to go back."

After saying that, Lu Zhixiang returned to the door of the west room and looked at Lu Yuedan, "I, I want to see my daughter."

"My daughter is mine and has nothing to do with you. Please go away."

Lu Yuedan came to the eaves of the kitchen, hugged Lu Yuanyuan who was hiding behind Si Zhengyan, entered the west room, and closed the door tightly.

It must have been his elder sister Lu Cuiping who gave him the idea to lower his attitude and coax her back.

She won't be fooled.

Lu Zhixiang looked at Si Zhengyan in confusion, curious about who he was. At that moment, Si Zhengyan's eyes looked at him like a sharp blade drawn from its sheath, and the fierce pressure made him dare not look at him.

Lu Chaoyan rushed out his bicycle, "Lu Zhixiang, let's go, I'll take you there."

"Okay," Lu Zhixiang came out and wiped the sweat off his head, "The person at the kitchen door is..."

"My man, Si Zhengyan," Lu Chaoyan led Lu Zhixiang to a deserted place, "Have you discovered the conspiracy of your mother and your eldest brother-in-law?"

"When did you get married?"

Lu Zhixiang didn't want to talk about Lu Chaoyan.

That would be a great humiliation for him.

Lu Chaoyan looked at his evasive eyes and guessed that he must know something.

"If you don't want to talk about it, just go away."

"Thank you for your hard work, Yuedan and the child."

After Lu Zhixiang finished speaking, he got on his bike and rode away.

The bitter smile in his eyes slowly turned into overwhelming hatred.

His mother, his elder sister, in order to curry favor with Jin Jianmin, not only wanted to give his wife to that bastard Jin Jianmin, but also wanted Jin Jianmin to impregnate him.

This isn't cheating on him, this is squatting on his head and shitting and peeing on him.

He would never do what they wanted.

"Asagao, are you going to the mountains to collect herbs again?"

Mu Hongying was leading people to pick peanuts in the field. She saw Lu Chaoyan from afar, waved a handful of seedlings in her hand, and then ran over.

Lu Chaoyan walked over and took out an apple from the basket and handed it to her, "Aunt Hongying, how many peanuts are left to be picked?"

"Everyone is working like they haven't eaten for three days. We won't be able to pick all the apples in half a month." Mu Hongying took a bite of the apple and leaned close to Lu Chaoyan. "Did you hear that Si Yumei is going to marry Hu Laowu?"

Lu Chaoyan said subconsciously: "It's impossible. With such a high ambition, how could she marry Hu Laowu?"