Walking with the Villain, Lou Xiao'e's Alternative Love

Backyard? Just a small vegetable garden.

However, the original owner's house was very rigorous, and the wall was no lower than the front yard.

That's right! In this prime location of the city, it's great to have a small vegetable garden like this.

There is no need to bother looking for the target, because there is only a jujube tree here.

The couple had no knowledge of the age of the tree, and there was no need for them to do so. They could just dig it up.

Xu Damao was digging and digging with the pickaxe and shovel he brought with him, while Lou Xiao'e was watching with her hands on her waist.

You know what, this scene really looks like that of a landlady supervising her workers.

"Da Mao, be careful. Don't damage the treasure by digging it up with the shovel." Lou Xiao'e instructed.

"Wife, you are pinching your waist and talking without any pain! I don't need to use a pickaxe to dig it out, I can just use my hands to dig it out."

"You can try it too." Lou Xiao'e said with a smile.

"Let's give it a try." As he said that, Xu Damao put down the shovel in his hand and ran towards Lou Xiao'e.

Seeing this, Lou Xiao'e smiled and took a few steps back, pretending to be scared but unable to resist teasing Xu Damao.

She deliberately shouted loudly: "Hey, are you going to fight me? Are you bullying me because I can't beat you?"

Xu Damao couldn't help laughing when he heard it. "How dare I bully you? How much courage do I need!

I just want people to know that my hands can do something else besides digging for treasures."

"Husband, Brother Mao, let's save our energy and do our work well." Lou Xiao'e said attentively.

Xu Damao picked up the shovel again, and this time he moved more carefully, fearing that he might accidentally hurt the imaginary "treasure". Seeing this, Lou Xiao'e also stopped joking, squatted down, and gently used her fingers to push away the surrounding soil, as if looking for some clues.

"Da Mao, look at the color of this soil. It seems to be different from the surrounding ones." Lou Xiao'e said, pointing to an area that had just been turned over.

Xu Damao came over immediately and took a closer look. "Well, there is indeed a difference. The soil seems to be looser and there are some small stones mixed in it."

carry on.

As the excavation went deeper, the air around them seemed to freeze, leaving only the sound of the shovel hitting the soil and the two people's slight breathing.

At this moment, the shovel suddenly hit a hard object and made a crisp sound.

Xu Damao and Lou Xiao'e were both stunned for a moment, and then surprise flashed in their eyes.

They carefully cleared away the surrounding soil, and a small clay pot gradually revealed its true appearance.

One, two,...ten in total.

Ocean, all ocean.

"Wife, do you think this landlord is stupid? It's already a certain time, and there's no point in burying so much money. He can't even spend it." Xu Damao complained dejectedly.

Lou Xiao'e said softly: "This is not stupid at all, this is their last resort, and it also reflects the helplessness and precautions that were unique to those years.

Perhaps, these oceans are not only a symbol of wealth for them, but also a sustenance for the uncertainty of the future. "

She squatted down, picked up a piece of ocean that was slightly eroded and mottled, and continued: "We must preserve them well. If there is a chance in the future, we can donate those historically significant objects to museums so that more people can understand history and remember those forgotten stories."

Xu Damao said without any hesitation: "Wife, you are right. I agree with you."

The two smiled at each other, as if they had reached some kind of tacit understanding.

They repeated the treatment in the house.

Although Xu Damao and Lou Xiao'e were covered in mud, their eyes were shining with excitement and satisfaction.

They know that today's harvest is not just material, but more of a spiritual satisfaction after restrained desires are released.

On the eighth day of February, the craftsmen introduced by Zhu Zirui officially "started work".

The first item is to block the moon gate and raise the courtyard wall.

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"Sister E, Sister E." Zhu Zirui waved his chubby paws in front of Lou Xiao'e.

Lou Xiao'e opened his chubby little hand and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Oh my god! Sister E, if you don't come back to your senses, I'm going to find an immortal to call your soul back.

"Sister, what are you thinking about? Why are you thinking so deeply?"

"What can I think about? It's just about decorating the house," Lou Xiao'e responded.

"Tsk, I thought it was a big deal. Everything has been arranged. What else are you thinking about? We have money, time and people. How can we get anything done?

Sister, you might as well think about leaving a room for me, so that I can visit you anytime." Zhu Zirui said with a big face.

"Do I have to find you a wife?" Lou Xiao'e said with a bad look.

"If you and your brother-in-law really want to do this, I won't have the heart to refuse you."

"You better bear with it, but don't be embarrassed."

Finally, the time to get off work came and Lou Xiao'e was eager to go home.

Seeing Xu Damao waiting at the gate, she ran away.

"Wife, slow down." Xu Damao shouted regardless of the looks from those around him.

"Da Mao, let me take you today! You sit in the back seat." Lou Xiao'e said as she reached for the handlebars.

"You are so small and yet you still carry me with you? You want to throw me into the ditch, wife." Xu Damao said, holding Lou Xiao'e's hand.

"With your long legs, how could you fall into the ditch? Get up, let me try."

Xu Damao had no choice but to hand the bicycle to his wife.

Lou Xiao'e got on the bike first and motioned Xu Damao to sit down. Xu Damao smiled bitterly and sat on the back rack with his legs split, thinking, "I'd better be on guard."

As soon as Xu Damao sat firmly, Lou Xiao'e pedaled hard, and the bicycle did not rush out like an arrow, but swayed slowly for a few times.

This action frightened Xu Damao so much that he hugged Lou Xiaoe's waist tightly, fearing that he would really become a "ditch person".

"Haha, look how nervous you are. My skills are top-notch!" Lou Xiao'e said unconvinced.

Xu laughed and responded: "Well, it's really first-rate. I was ready to run away, but you gave me a fake shot."

"Hmph, don't I know what you're thinking? Aren't you just afraid that I'll lead you astray?" Although Lou Xiao'e said this, she was cursing herself in her heart for being a good-for-nothing.

Driver Xu Damao continued to work, and the two of them soon returned to the courtyard.

After Xu Damao parked his bicycle, he went next door to see the progress, while Lou Xiao'e prepared to make something good for Xu Damao.

During this period of time, he was really exhausted and was obviously losing weight.

In class, I was busy familiarizing myself with the business I was about to take over. Sometimes I had to run back and forth between several factories, work overtime from time to time, and occasionally I had to come back to supervise the work.

Back then it wasn't like modern times, where just stepping on the accelerator a few times was enough to keep this broken bicycle running for several days.

But under the current conditions, anyone with a bicycle is considered a good household. But when you think about the many people who ride on the road, the more you think about it, the more worried you become.

Alas! Whoever is a man, he will feel sorry for him.

In the outer room, the sound of pots and pans gently clinking could be heard. Lou Xiao'e was carefully selecting the pork belly, striving to make each piece of it fat and lean, just right.

She skillfully cut the meat into pieces, put it into the pot for slow cooking, and then added special seasonings, allowing the aroma to slowly permeate every inch of the meat.

Lou Xiao'e would occasionally lift the lid of the pot and gently turn the pieces of meat with a spoon to ensure that they were evenly heated and had an attractive color.

Her eyes were full of tenderness, as if this dish was not just for filling her stomach, but also a reflection of her deep care and love for Xu Damao.

Soon, Xu Damao walked into the house with a smile on his face, and a familiar and tempting fragrance instantly surrounded him.

He looked at the table full of food, quickly pulled out a chair and sat down, impatiently picking up a piece of braised pork and putting it in his mouth: "Mm, this tastes amazing! Wife, your cooking skills are getting better and better."

"Look at how greedy you are, as if you haven't eaten in several lifetimes." Lou Xiao'e pretended to be disgusted, but her tone was full of smiles, "I have to flatter you, the head of the family, so that when I am old and ugly, you can at least remember my good deeds."

"Wife, if you say that, I really don't dare to eat this meal."

"What's wrong? Are you afraid of famine?" Lou Xiao'e asked.

“I’m not afraid of famine, but I’m a little scared.

"Are you scared? No need to worry. I'll tell you in advance when I give you the medicine."

Xu Damao pretended to pat his chest and said, "That makes me feel relieved."

Husband and wife should not only respect and be courteous to each other, but also have tacit banter and humor to continue writing the beautiful chapter of life.