The Evil Man’s Lazy Lady Chapter 18 (Part 2)

Chapter 18: The Little Fatty Next Door (2) Original translation is from tenderflower's blog.

After being stunned for a moment, Zhu Yuanbao yelled at her angrily: “What are you looking at? Haven’t you seen it before?”

Shu Lan obediently shook her head and said crisply: “I haven’t seen it before. Why did your father tie you? Just because you want to kill pigs? Why do you want to kill pigs? Pigs didn’t provoke you...” Shu Lan hadn’t seen pigs being killed before and she didn’t know where the pork she liked to eat came from. She only knew that it was pork. She couldn’t associate it with the “evil deed” of killing pigs. Maybe it was because she ate too many leaves in her previous life, and picking a few leaves would not affect the tree’s body, so Shu Lan never thought that if she ate meat, the owner of the meat would die.

Zhu Yuanbao opened his mouth and finally spit out three words: “You are sick!”

“I’m not sick!” Shu Lan didn’t hear it was an exclamation and answered him seriously.

Zhu Yuanbao was completely dumbfounded. He didn’t want to pay attention to this girl who was obviously lacking in strings. He suddenly thought of a question and asked in surprise: “Who are you?” When did the Qin family have a little daughter?

Shu Lan thought Zhu Yuanbao was very interesting. Although he was a little fat, he was very funny. He was different from the boys she was familiar with, so she smiled and replied: “My name is Shu Lan. You can just call me Ah Lan. Who are you?”

Surnamed Shu? Zhu Yuanbao thought about it. The Qin family’s son-in-law was surnamed Shu. He had seen it before. There was a good-looking young lady. Could it be that the Shu family had two daughters?

“Ah, miss, why did you climb up the tree?” Chun Xing, who came back from washing cherries, had just picked up the curtain of the door when she saw a pink figure on the tree, which scared her three souls away, and couldn’t help shouting.

Shu Lan quickly climbed down and put her index finger on her lips: “Shh... Sister Chun Xing, don’t shout!” When she was a child, her older brother was beaten and scolded by her mother when he climbed a tree.

Looking at the person standing steadily under the tree, Chun Xing’s heart finally returned to her stomach. After listening carefully, she was sure that the shout just now did not startle others, so she breathed a sigh of relief and ran to Shu Lan. She smoothed the wrinkles on her clothes and said with some fear: “Miss, you must never climb trees again. If something happens to you, this servant will be miserable!”

She really didn’t dare to say it. She would definitely be accused of poor care.

Shu Lan nodded obediently and when she saw the plate of cherries fall to the ground, she couldn’t help showing pity.

“Miss wants to eat cherries, this servant will wash it for you again, but you should stay with this servant!” Chun Xing didn’t dare to let her play by herself anymore. This was the treasure of the Qin family. If anything happened to her, she would just wait to be sold!

Shu Lan looked back. She didn’t say a word and followed Chun Xing obediently.

After lunch, Shu Lan accompanies the old madam to nap.

In the past, she used to fall asleep as soon as she touched the heated-brick bed, but today she couldn’t sleep no matter what. The little fatty hadn’t eaten. He must have been starving and felt uncomfortable!

Shu Lan rolled over on the heated-brick bed. The old madam didn’t like to be served by anyone when she was taking a nap. Chun Xing, who had just been guarding outside, went to relieve herself again, which was a good opportunity to sneak out.

Climbing down the heated-brick bed, Shu Lan grabbed two mung bean cakes, put them into her pocket, and slipped out quietly.

It turned out that climbing a tree and climbing a wall also have something in common with flexible hands and feet.

Hearing the sound of a “thud”, Shu Lan jumped from a wall as high as one person into the Zhu family’s yard.

Zhu Yuanbao looked sideways at Shu Lan in disbelief. This little girl was too naughty. Some boys didn’t dare to jump off the wall!

Shu Lan walked up to Zhu Yuanbao mysteriously, took out the mung bean cakes in her pocket, and brought it to him: “I give them to you!”

Under the lush persimmon tree, a little girl carved out in pink jade and in a pink robe raised her small white hands. She held two light green mung bean cakes and stretched them to the little fatty half a head taller than her.

Zhu Yuanbao suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart. Staring at Shu Lan’s innocent smiling face, her almond-like eyes also had a lovely smile as if she had done a good deed and was waiting for someone to say thank you.

Unfortunately, he didn’t say thank you, but asked with a frown: “Why did you want me to eat?”

Shu Lan retracted her hands and said solemnly: “Because it’s uncomfortable to be hungry!” She was so stupid. His hands were tied up, so he couldn’t take it at all.

“What does it have to do with you whether I’m hungry or not?” This sentence turned on the tip of his tongue when looking at the cute little girl’s annoyed face, Zhu Yuanbao finally didn’t say it.

“Ah, let me untie the rope for you, so you can eat!” Shu Lan suddenly said excitedly, putting away the mung bean cakes, and without waiting for Zhu Yuanbao to speak, she went around the tree and started untying the rope.

Zhu Laicai tied the knot in a dead knot. Shu Lan took a lot of effort to loosen the rope a little bit, but she didn’t mean to give up at all and kept struggling with her head down.

Listening to the light and heavy breathing behind him, Zhu Yuanbao only felt a warm current flowing through his body. He grew up with a rude father. He had no mother or sister, and he had no idea what it was like to be cared for by girls. But at this moment, a beautiful little girl climbed over the wall, gave him food, and offered to untie him.

“Ah Lan, you can call me brother Yuanbao from now on!”

Zhu Yuanbao said in a low voice. His plump face suddenly turned red like a peach with the first touch of red.



Original translation is from willkissonyou, tenderflower. If you're not reading from tenderflower then it'd been stolen and posted without the consent of tenderflower.


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