Chapter 16: It doesn’t look like it

April 6, 2023Ai Hrist

Xiao Hanzheng’s body was very weak. After drinking a bowl of porridge, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Shi Qingluo didn’t bother him, she went out to help Mrs. Kong and others clean up.

After getting busy until the afternoon, after dinner, Shi Qinglou went back to Xiao Hanzheng’s room, found a storybook, and read it.

After a while, Xiao Hanzheng woke up.

He doesn’t know if it was because he drank Shi Qingluo’s so-called sugar water and porridge, but he felt that his body was not so weak now.

He could prop himself up halfway up.

Seeing that Shi Qingluo was reading the book, he asked: “Are you literate?”

He didn’t despise Shi Qingluo but was surprised.

There were no literate girls in the village, and it was difficult for boys to go to school.

Shi Qingluo put down the book and looked at him: “I am!”

“When I was in the Taoist temple, I learned it from my Taoist Master.”

The Old Taoist Master taught the owner of the body and the other four Taoist boys how to read.

She added: “When my Taoist Master is making alchemy, we have to help record the starting time, changes in the middle, closing time, etc.”

However, the Old Taoist Master mainly teaches these to the two boys, the owner of the body, and the other girl mainly does odd jobs. They only know common and simple characters, not too many.

Her grandfather liked ancient literature. She was rebellious when she was young, so she was taken home by her grandfather. She was asked to copy scriptures or ancient texts with a brush every day to reflect.

So not only does she know the basics of traditional Chinese characters, but she can also write them down.

The Old Taoist Master was easy to use, she can push everything to him. She gave herself a thumbs-up for being witty.

Xiao Hanzheng half-believed it: “So that’s the case.”

He looked for a topic to chat about: “Is this script good?”

Shi Qingluo curled her lips in disgust: “It’s not good, the bloody routines of young lady and scholar encounters are tiresome.”

When she was free, she used to read novels to pass the time. Old-fashioned storybook routines like this are no longer played in modern times.

“Then why are you still reading so engrossed?” Xiao Hanzheng laughed.

Shi Qingluo yawned, “I’m bored, I just look at it to pass the time.”

She looked at him with a half-smile, “Do you like reading this kind of script?”

You look like someone who likes such a thing, I misread you.

Xiao Hanzheng didn’t know whether to laugh or cry: “This is the script I copied from the county town before I fell into a coma. I don’t like to read it myself.”

Shi Qingluo felt that he didn’t seem like someone who would like to read such scripts.

“It turned out to be for making money.”

She asked again: “Then why don’t you write a story yourself? It should be more profitable than copying books.”

Xiao Hanzheng said helplessly: “I don’t understand the love between these scholars and young ladies, and I don’t like this kind of plot, so I can’t write it.”

He chose to copy the script because the money given was higher.

Shi Qingluo touched her chin: “Then what kind of plot do you like?”

“What do you mean?” Xiao Hanzheng always felt that there was something in her words.

Shi Qingluo said: “I can help you provide ideas, conceive plots and characters, and you can polish it.”

Xiao Hanzheng raised an eyebrow: “Do you know the love stories between those scholars and young ladies very well?”

It doesn’t look like it!

Shi Qinglou rolled her eyes at him: “You think too much, what I am saying is that we can write about other genres.”

“For example, cultivation.” She has read a different kinds of cultivation novels and TV series.

She didn’t want to copy other people, she felt that she could come up with a lot of plots. One who has not tasted pork must have seen a pig running.

She has never been in a relationship before, so if she wants to have a trial marriage with Xiao Hanzheng. She must first have a common language to chat with so that they can get along and develop.

If they do the same thing together, it will be easier to talk about things, and getting along will be more natural.

This was the reason why she suggested to Xiao Hanzheng to try writing a storybook.

When she was young, she was a school bully. She beat up all the boys and girls who bullied their classmates, so no boy dared to chase her.

When she was in college, many male students were chasing her, but unfortunately, she didn’t like any of them.

After graduating from university, she went against her parent’s wishes. Not only, she didn’t go to the company but instead entered the Agricultural Research Institute.

Her mind was all on research, and she don’t have time and energy to talk about love.

Xiao Hanzheng was stunned: “Cultivation?”

Shi Qingluo nodded, “That’s right, for example, the protagonist is a village mountain boy who suddenly had an adventure one day, and then embarked on the journey of cultivating immortality.”

Xiao Hanzheng became a bit interested: “Tell me carefully, I should be able to write about this.”

He can accept this subject, but he was incapable of accepting the love and love stories of the young lady or the scholar goblin.

Shi Qingluo chatted with Xiao Hanzheng.

The two didn’t stop until there was a knock on the door.

Shi Qingluo opened the door and saw Mrs. Kong coming in with a quilt in her arms.

Mrs. Kong smiled softly at Shi Qingluo and said: “Zheng’er has already woken up. There is no need for me, Baili, and Yi’er to keep watch at night, so I bring your quilt over.”

From Mrs. Kong’s point of view, the two were already married, and the husband and wife will naturally live together.

“Okay, thank you, Mother.” Shi Qingluo also knew what she meant.

And there were no other rooms in this house for people to live in.

This was the original old house of the Xiao family, where there were only two rooms.

Originally, Mrs. Kong and her daughter lived in one room, and Xiao Hanzheng and his younger brother lived in one room.

The day before she got married, Mrs. Kong wanted her to have her room, and just let Xiao Hanyi live in a small cubicle.

Shi Qingluo couldn’t stay crowded with Mrs. Kong and others, and it was even more impossible for her to wrong herself and live in a firewood house.

Anyway, she and Xiao Hanzheng were already married. Although they didn’t worship, they have a marriage certificate, which was equivalent to the marriage certificate in modern times.

Since they were husband and wife, they have to try this marriage. Whether they get divorced in the future, it was okay to live together.

Anyway, Xiao Hanzheng should not do anything to her until she agrees, otherwise, she will blow his head off.

The smile on Mrs. Kong’s face deepened: “You are welcome as a family.”

Xiao Hanzheng did not expect Shi Qingluo would agree to live in a room with him.

Thinking that there was no other place to live at home, she will not wrong herself to sleep in the woodshed.

But even if she wanted to sleep in the woodshed, they would not agree.

He suddenly thought, would she choose to sleep on Xiao Hanyi’s couch at night, or would she sleep in the same bed with him?

Of course, he couldn’t wrong his wife to sleep on the small couch. He was just curious.

Mrs. Kong put the quilt inside Xiao Hanzheng’s bed.

Then she said to him: “After you recover, thank the patriarch and others in person. When you were in a coma, our family received a lot of care from them.”

“The Xiao Family didn’t come to make trouble today, it’s also because the patriarch is here.”

It was also possible that Shi Qinglou was here, so those two shrews did not come.

Otherwise, people from the Xiao Family would come over to make trouble or occupy a table for dinner.

Of course, she didn’t tell her son about this, it would be bad if he misunderstood that Shi Qinglou was a tigress.

Shi Qinglou was gentle and kind, and she was also forced by those top-notch scums.

Yes, indeed.

Xiao Hanzheng nodded, “I should thank them.”

In his previous life, whether it was before or after the separation, the patriarch and others gave him and his family a lot of help.

He always remembers these kindnesses.

In the last life, he repaid them, but this life belongs to this life, and even so, he will repay them.

Hearing Mrs. Kong mention the Xiao Family, his originally gentle eyes turned cold.