Marrying a White Snake Wife is Super Cool-Chapter 92 - 79: Come On, Be Good

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Chapter 92: Chapter 79: Come On, Be Good

"This is the most important thing. If you can’t figure it out at two or three in the morning, come find me at two or three in the morning."

Lu Yuan placed the thick stack of blueprints into the old butler’s hands.

The old butler stared at the thick stack of blueprints in his hands, a little dumbfounded.

’Wait a minute...’

’When did the Young Master cook up all this stuff?’

Then, Lu Yuan looked around and said,

"Alright, we’re done here. I’m heading back, it’s getting cold."

There wasn’t much to do between now and the New Year, so Lu Yuan didn’t plan on coming out again.

For the next two months, he’d just stay home, get a mahjong set, and teach the three women how to play. The four of them would make a perfect table.

Just as he was about to head back, Lu Yuan suddenly remembered something.

"Wait, first arrange a carriage to take me to the other courtyard."

The courtyard Lu Yuan mentioned was the one where he made guns and cannons.

After the Xilingzi incident was over, Lu Yuan hadn’t gone back to that courtyard. There was no more need to make guns and cannons.

However, the lathe Lu Yuan had improved and some miscellaneous materials were still there.

Lu Yuan thought about making a wheelchair; otherwise, it was too inconvenient for Song Meiqin to always be on a crutch.

’Can Song Meiqin really stay cooped up in her room for months?’

’She has to get out for some fresh air every few days, right?’

...

It was a little after four, and the sky had already grown dim when Lu Yuan returned home with the wheelchair.

Just as he reached the central courtyard, Lu Yuan saw Su Changliang returning from the backyard, his hands covered in mud.

Lu Yuan looked at Su Changliang, baffled, and asked,

"What have you gotten yourself into?"

Su Changliang paused for a moment, then quickly said,

"My mother gave you some chickens, Brother-in-law. My sister said you wouldn’t be able to eat them all at once, so she told me to raise them in the backyard for now.

"I was just in the backyard building a chicken coop."

Hearing Su Changliang’s words, Lu Yuan blinked and said with an amused smile,

"Why did you go? You could have just had someone else do it. It’s so cold out."

Su Changliang just grinned and said,

"It’s fine. I was idle anyway."

Hearing his words, Lu Yuan nodded. His young brother-in-law was very diligent.

Lu Yuan could tell from when he was back at their home.

Just like his sister, he was skilled with his hands, observant of what needed to be done, and couldn’t stay idle.

’However,’ Lu Yuan guessed, ’his sister probably put him up to it.’

’Otherwise, with Aunt Zhao’s personality, she would never let a family member do such manual labor.’

"Brother-in-law, what’s that?"

Su Changliang had also noticed the wheelchair being pushed by a Nursing Home guard behind Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan smiled and said,

"A wheelchair. Come on, let’s go inside. It’s cold out."

When they reached the East Wing and he pushed the door open, the first thing he saw was his wife leaning over a desk, reading a book.

Hearing the noise, Su Liyan turned to look.

Upon seeing her man return, Su Liyan’s soul-snatching, beautiful eyes instantly lit up.

Su Liyan immediately stood up and said to her man in a sweet, coquettish voice,

"Darling~"

Lu Yuan wrapped one arm around his wife and, with his other hand, gently pinched her gorgeous cheek, smiling as he said,

"It’s so cold out. Why’d you make Changliang go build a chicken coop?"

Lu Yuan had just said it casually, but after a brief pause, Su Liyan tilted her head, looked past her man at Su Changliang who had followed them in, and raised an eyebrow.

"Did you tattle?!"

Su Changliang first had a look of utter confusion, then he shrank his neck back and said timidly,

"What?!

"Brother-in-law saw me coming from the backyard when he got home!

"I didn’t say anything!"

But before Su Liyan could say anything, Lu Yuan looked at her in his arms with amusement and raised an eyebrow.

"Hey, I saw him myself. Why are you giving him trouble?"

Seeing her man protecting her little brother, Su Liyan pouted slightly and whined like a little girl,

"It’s nothing~~

"He’s a big guy. A little while outside won’t freeze him~"

Su Changliang watched his sister acting all cutesy with his brother-in-law, his face darkening.

’It’s so cringey!’

Lu Yuan didn’t say anything, just held his wife and turned to Zhao Qiao’Er, who had just stood up and was walking over.

"Aunt Zhao, let’s eat out tonight."

Zhao Qiao’Er naturally had no objection and said with a beaming smile,

"Alright~

"To the Drunken Immortal Pavilion?"

Zhao Qiao’Er figured her sweetheart was probably tired of the food their home cook made.

’This is a good chance to see what my sweetheart likes to eat, then I can have the cook learn to make it when we get back.’

Lu Yuan smiled and said,

"Anywhere is fine. We can get some fresh air. You all have been home for several days.

"And now that Changliang is here, we can go out to eat and see the sights.

"Go get changed."

Su Changliang tactfully excused himself, closing the door and heading to the front courtyard to wait. He also went to find some water to wash his hands.

’He didn’t want to embarrass his brother-in-law by showing up at the restaurant all dirty.’

Lu Yuan sat in the main hall, sipping tea with his legs crossed.

The curtains to the rooms on both sides were drawn; the three women were all changing their clothes.

"Oh, right. Aunt Song, since your foot is wrapped up, don’t bother with thick pants if they’re hard to put on. Just wear a loose pair.

"I made a wheelchair for you. You can sit in it, and we’ll just put a small blanket over you. You won’t be cold."

"A wheelchair?

"What’s that?"

Song Meiqin’s gentle, curious voice came from behind the curtain.

Lu Yuan replied, sipping his tea,

"You’ll know once you’re dressed."

Soon, the three women were all changed.

And my, were they a beautiful sight.

Especially Song Meiqin and Zhao Qiao’Er, who usually didn’t wear jewelry at home.

They would just put their hair up.

But since they were going out, they had put on bracelets, pearl necklaces, and stuck gold and silver hairpins into their hair.

And just like that, the air of graceful, noble ladies emerged.

As for his own wife, that went without saying.