The Evil Man’s Lazy Lady Chapter 59 (Part 2)

Chapter 59: Want the Young Lady to Be a Wife (2) Original translation is from tenderflower's blog.

Zhu Laicai didn’t look back, but he heard his son’s uncontrollable sobbing. Thinking of his son’s dejected appearance in the Shu family, he felt distressed and sighed: “Yuanbao, this is life. You have no fate with her, don’t think about it. When you get home, Father will teach you how to kill and slaughter pigs. Whatever you want to learn in the future, Father will teach you!”

The only answer to him was the sound of the autumn wind blowing the leaves.

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Going to the brick kiln to buy bricks, going to the river bank to dig sand, asking the master to build the foundation... In order to build the house as soon as possible, Xiao Lang worked tirelessly and was only so busy that he didn’t have time to think about what the lazy girl was doing now.

Before he knew it, more than 20 days had passed. The moon had become more round, and the annual Mid-Autumn Festival was coming soon.

The general structure of the Xiao family’s house had been formed, only the strength to lay bricks was left, as well as the walls of the front and rear yard. Xiao Lang deliberately slowed down in order to continue to stay with Shu’s family until the day when Shu Lan returned home and reunited.

On the night of the 14th, he went to the river to take a quick bath. After returning to the heated-brick bed, he looked at the bright moon outside the window, but he couldn’t sleep. The lazy girl had been away for so many days, did she miss him? This was the first time the two of them had been separated for so long. He missed her so much, everywhere...

The next morning, Xiao Lang woke up early and changed into a brand new autumn shirt on purpose, but when he was washing his face, thinking of his bronzed face and chest that had been tanned recently, he felt inexplicably uneasy in his heart. It was getting darker and darker, he didn’t know if she would hate it...

Qin-shi squatted in front of the stove to make fires and saw Xiao Lang froze by the wooden frame, staring at his hands stupidly. She vaguely guessed his thoughts and hummed softly. After cooking, she cleaned the yard and waited for her daughter and son-in-law to come back to celebrate the festival together.

During Chinese New Year and festivals, Cheng Qingran always arrived very early.

“Mother!” As soon as Shu Lan jumped off the carriage, she rushed towards Qin-shi who was standing at the gate of the yard, “Mother, I miss you so much!”

“Grandma, miss!” Jin Lang also reached out to Qin-shi in Shu Wan’s arms, wanting his grandma to hug him.

Qin-shi couldn’t close her mouth with laughter. She raised her hands, took her grandson over, and kissed his chubby little face: “Grandma miss Jin Lang too, oh, my eldest grandson is heavier again!”

Cheng Qingran and Shu Wan took down the gifts and walked into the house with a smile.

Xiao Lang was standing next to Shu Maoting. He only looked at Shu Lan once and didn’t dare to look again for fear that his uncle and aunt would not like it, but when his eyes met Shu Wan, he seemed to see a smile in her kind almond eyes as if she knew what was on his mind. Xiao Lang felt embarrassed for the first time, lowered his eyes as if avoiding, and silently followed behind everyone.

Shu Lan, who was leaning on her mother’s side, turned back subconsciously. Seeing Xiao Lang walking at the back, she couldn’t help slowing down, staring at him for a closer look, only feeling that she hadn’t seen him for a long time, he seemed to be thin and dark...

“Older brother Wolf, why don’t you talk?” She walked over to him and made fun of him again: “Did you sneak into the mountains to play again? It’s so ugly seeing how dark you are!”

“Ah Lan, I...” The person he was thinking about day and night stood in front of him and looked at him with a smile. Xiao Lang couldn’t bear it any longer. He stared at Shu Lan and greedily portrayed her charming and naive bright face.

“Ah Lan and Ah Lang, what are you still doing outside? Come in for me!” Qin-shi was about to walk towards the east wing when she saw the two of them standing in the yard out of the corner of her eye. She couldn’t help calling out loudly.

Shu Wan, who was following behind her, couldn’t help laughing, and pushed Qin-shi into the house: “Mother, they haven’t seen each other for so long, just let them talk nicely. Ah Lang has been a playmate since he was a child. Why should you have a sullen face!” She reminded her old mother secretly that she hadn’t told Cheng Qingran anything. She was like a thief, and it was easy to cause her husband to misunderstand.

Qin-shi pouted in dissatisfaction, but fortunately, her silly daughter was obedient enough to follow after shouting.

Shu Wan sighed helplessly, turned around, and blinked at Xiao Lang.

Xiao Lang was puzzled, but soon he understood what Shu Wan meant.

After the meal, Shu Maoting and Cheng Qingran were talking in the east wing, Shu Wan called Xiao Lang and her younger sister to the west wing. Qin-shi moved her mouth, but in the end, she didn’t say anything. Xiao Lang wouldn’t dare to move with her eldest daughter present.

Shu Wan was playing on the heated-brick bed with Jin Lang in her arms. Seeing her younger sister was sleepy, and Xiao Lang was stunned, she became more amused. “Ah Lang, do you miss Ah Lan very much?”

Xiao Lang blushed. It turned out that Sister Wan already knew...

Shu Wan stopped teasing him and said in a low voice: “Okay, go talk to Ah Lan, but you can only talk. Your aunt will finish cleaning the pot in a while. You should know when to come out.” Her younger sister had to go back with them tonight. She couldn’t bear that they didn’t even have a chance to whisper.

“Sister Wan, you are so kind!” Xiao Lang was so excited that he didn’t know how to thank her, so he rubbed Jin Lang’s head indiscriminately and then hurried to the inner room.

Shu Wan snickered, deliberately speaking loudly while paying attention to the movement in the kitchen, ready to warn Xiao Lang at any time. How long did it take her mother to wash the pot? Xiao Lang didn’t have the guts to do evil even if he had intentions. She was very relieved. Besides, watching a child whom she coaxed to grow up talking about love in front of her, this feeling was really strange and fun.



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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