Chapter 124: 65.1

 Chapter 65

    Shen Xuanqing froze again. This book was shameful. Before getting married, he borrowed books from other men in the village, and he read them alone behind his back. But when he thought about it, he felt a little irritated.

    If Fulang found out that he was reading this kind of book, his face would be lost.

    When he left in the morning, he didn't know what to think, so he brought the books with him. When he got here, he saw Lu Gu cooking, and he sneaked into the room and hid it in the box.

    He purposely picked a big box for the quilts, and the box for clothes was opened all day long, so he didn't dare to stuff it there, and he never thought that Lu Gu would discover it within half a day.

    "Yeah." He hesitated, his answer was not as sharp as usual, and it was obvious at first glance.

    Lu Gu became more and more puzzled, and subconsciously turned his head to look at the books in the box, thinking that he shouldn't damage the books when he took the quilts it just now.

 

    His glance made Shen Xuanqing even more embarrassed, afraid that he would pick it up and look through it, and his heart would jump for a while. He had never been so panicked when facing the beasts in the mountains, so he quickly stepped forward and closed the box directly.

    "It's not a good book." Shen Xuanqing withdrew his hand, looking a little flustered and embarrassed. Seeing that Lu Gu's brows were frowning and his expression was confused, he realized that he had accidentally told the truth, so he hurriedly made amends and said, "I mean the book is not expensive. It could be flattened even if it was wrinkled and pressed, so it’s not a problem.”

    If someone else might ask him why he didn’t take it out to read, otherwise the book he bought would be a waste of money if he hid it in a box.

    But Lu Gu didn't ask, but nodded his head to indicate that he understood. He didn't understand the book, and he always felt that what Shen Xuanqing said made sense. Since he was so old, he only knew two characters, so it was better not to mix it up.

    Besides, Shen Xuanqing usually had to do a lot of work, and he didn't have the time to read books. It was good to put them in the box. Recently, it had been cloudy and rainy, and if the books were outside, they would be damp.

    The water in the kitchen was already boiling, so he took the small Tang Pozi to fill it with hot water.

 

    After he left, Shen Xuanqing stood on the spot and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Lu Gu was not inquisitive, and believed everything he said.

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    Lu Gu poured boiling water into it, and screwed the cap tightly so it wouldn't leak. Before lifting it up, Lu Gu put his hand on Tang Pozi and covered it. It was hot, even a little hot. He smiled and rolled his eyes.

    "Wash with hot water, there is still some in the pot." Seeing that Shen Xuanqing came in to scoop up water to wash his hands, he quickly withdrew his hands and helped him to scoop up a scoop of hot water.

 

    Shen Xuanqing squatted down to wash his hands. Although he was not so panicked anymore, he was still thinking about things. He rubbed the wild bath beads in his hand very slowly. Finally, he raised his head, looked at Lu Gu who came out with Tang Pozi, and asked, "Did you read the book? No?"

    If the wind blowing up when he took out the quilt and accidentally opened the book cover, Lu Gu must know, the pictures on it were so detailed that you could see what kind of book at a glance.

    Lu Gu didn't know his nervousness at all, shook his head and said, "No."

    Shen Xuanqing put his beating heart back into his stomach, and then he remembered something, and asked, "Do you know how to read? "

    When he was in the Lu family, reading and writing were always something Lu Wen often did, so whenever he mentioned books and calligraphy, Lu Gu would inevitably think of him.

    "I don't know." Lu Gu shook his head, hesitantly pursed his lower lip, lowered his head and said in a low voice, "I can write my name.

 

    Lu Wen was literate and they all knew it in Anjia Village. The Shen family must had known it when they got engaged. In Anjia Village, there were sometimes women and fulangs in the village who came to Lu Wen to read letters or ask questions, and the villagers sometimes praised Lu Wen when they gossipped.

    He didn’t think there was anything wrong with complimenting Lu Wen. People who could read a book was capable, didn't blame others for boasting.

    But a few times he overheard other people saying that they were all raised by the same family, but that Lu Wen was really a promising shuang’er. Even if he was stupid, he could still hear the man chewing his tongue, saying that he was worthless, and he felt a little sad.

    It was fine if someone asked. Now in front of Shen Xuanqing, he didn't want to make himself looked too worthless, at least, at least he knew two characters.

 

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