Zhou Yuanfu hugged Diao Chan tightly and said softly: "Then don't leave. Let's find a way together. There will always be a way. Maybe we will soon encounter someone who can't be killed by lightning."
"Lv Xiang said, we can't just sit back and wait. This time I was struck by lightning and survived. It was a fluke. How could I be so lucky every time? He also told me the story of carving a boat to find a sword. We can't always be in the same place.
Wait, only by walking more can you be more sure of finding this person who is immortal after being struck by lightning."
Zhou Yuanfu sighed in his heart, when it comes to telling fables, few people can compare with Lu Buwei. There are so many fables in "Lu's Spring and Autumn". When it comes to persuading people, no one can compare with him. What a careless person. He let him
You deceived Diao Chan away, that hateful old man, the lecherous old man.
"By the way, Brother Zhou, how can you tell the difference between the two of us? I wanted to tease you just now, but you saw through it."
Diao Chan asked doubtfully.
"You have too many flaws. You walk differently and your tone of voice is also different."
"Tone? Doesn't Mr. Lu speak in a polite manner?"
Diao Chan became even more confused.
"Haha, at the beginning, he was pretty cool with his words, but recently he has become unscrupulous. He can't be polite at all. He is just full of dirty talk. If he had said it, he would definitely not have said, 'Why is Yuan Fu admiring the moon in the courtyard?
'."
"Then what did he say?"
"He would say, 'Boy, why did you come out so quickly? Isn't it okay? Do you want me to give you some Shiquan Dabu Decoction?'"
After Zhou Yuan Fu hummed, Diao Chan already bent over with laughter.
"Actually, your sleeping posture and your movements after getting up are very different. This Prime Minister Lu is always very carefree. Sometimes he takes off his bra when sleeping. It's the same in the morning. When he gets dressed...
…”
Zhou Yuanfu suddenly felt embarrassed as he spoke, and his voice gradually became quieter.
Diao Chan also blushed with embarrassment and said in a voice as thin as a mosquito's fly, "Brother Zhou, how are you doing? How about I be your bride today?"
As he spoke, he leaned against Zhou Yuanfu.
No matter how stupid he was, Zhou Yuanfu understood what he meant, so he picked up Diao Chan and walked to the side room.
When it was almost early in the morning, Zhou Yuanfu came out of the side room still unfinished.
Gently pushing the door open, he saw that the little girl and Mrs. Du were already asleep in their clothes. The little girl was sleeping outside, with tears on her face not dry. Mrs. Du's eyes were also red and swollen. Zhou Yuanfu couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "Don't worry."
No matter what, this Miss Du is also a miserable person.
Zhou Yuanfu returned to the main room and sat on a chair, and fell asleep after a while.
"Uncle, uncle, wake up."
The little girl slowly shook Zhou Yuanfu awake.
After Zhou Yuanfu woke up, he looked into the inner room and saw that Mrs. Du had also gotten up and was dressing up.
"Uncle, please wash your face."
The little girl was waiting nearby with a basin.
"I'll do it myself, no more trouble, no more trouble."
The little girl was so frightened that she didn't know what to do, but Zhou Yuanfu took the basin and washed his face.
The little girl prepared breakfast again and said, "I'll treat my uncle to a meal. After dinner, I'll take the young lady to meet the elders."
When Mrs. Du in the room heard this, she immediately threw the bronze mirror to the ground, "If you want to go, please go with me. Don't hold me back."
When the little girl heard this, she was about to cry again.
"Zhou Cangpifu, you and I are at odds with each other!"
At this moment, a woman's scream was heard from the side room.
Then the door was kicked open by Diao Chan, or to be precise, by Lu Buwei, "Zhou Cang, Zhou Yuanfu, what have you done? Are you worthy of me!"
Lu Buwei was hysterical. When he woke up early in the morning, he found that his body was strange and he could not walk steadily. He immediately figured out what Zhou Cang had done and his lungs were about to explode.
Several brothers came over to watch the fun, including Zhou Zhi and Zhou Rong.
"Speak, what have you done? Are you worthy of me? I'm trying to help you in vain, you are worse than a beast!"
Lu Buwei continued to curse.
Several people watching the excitement whispered:
"What's going on? I married my wife yesterday, and she didn't object to it either?"
"Yes, he also said that the house is finally more lively. By the way, what is this sister-in-law's last name, Diao?"
"Well, it seems that she is really a cunning woman. She has only been guarding the vacant room all night and now she is like this? From now on, we will call her Sister-in-law Diao!"
"I've seen it a long time ago. This Diao Chan is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Now my brother will suffer a lot."
"Stop being so verbose and stop interfering in my brother's housework. Miss Diao Chan just can't think about it for the moment."
Everyone was talking, thinking that Diao Chan was jealous. She was probably just pretending yesterday, but today she saw that she really had a new wife, so she came to make trouble.
When Zhou Yuanfu saw this scene, he had a terrible headache. He stepped forward and put his arms around Lu Buwei's shoulders. He could only make mistakes.
"Sister Chan'er, don't be angry. It's all brother's fault. This has nothing to do with Miss Du. You come at me for everything. Come on, let's go back to the room and talk."
Without any explanation, Lu Buwei picked up Diao Chan and went back to the side room. Lu Buwei struggled desperately, but he didn't have enough strength. He just kept cursing, "You shameless, you pervert, you can't bear it, I'm not done with you!"
"
Everyone shook their heads and sighed, lamenting that Brother Zhou was not kind to others, and it was a misfortune for the family to have such a jealous wife.
Guan Yu was the only one who was thoughtful, thinking of the gift of the handkerchief and refusing to say a bad word about Diao Chan.
Zhou Zhi and Zhou Rong looked at each other, then at Miss Du, whose eyes were red and swollen, and then hurriedly went to report to Grandma.
Here Zhou Yuanfu forcibly carried Lu Buwei back to the side room. Lu Buwei was really angry and scratched Zhou Yuanfu's face and neck several times.
"Okay, stop making trouble. Look at you, you are almost like a shrew now, how can you still look like the Prime Minister of a country?"
Zhou Yuanfu touched his neck and saw that it was bleeding, and he was furious.
Lu Buwei was so angry that he was so angry that he could not speak coherently.
"You son of a bitch, can't you just wait? How can I be the Prime Minister of a country like this? How can any Prime Minister of a country suffer such humiliation from me? What the hell are you, what are you, what am I, what am I?
What..."
Zhou Yuanfu knew that he was in the wrong, but he also felt that he was wronged. Lu Buwei had to be caught in the middle of these two things. Humph, the old man was very bad.
"Okay, it's all my fault. I apologize to you. But you also know that we can't help ourselves. Diao Chan and I are really in love with each other."
Zhou Yuanfu didn't know how to calm down the furious Lu Buwei.
Lu Buwei sat there panting tiredly, breathing heavily, pointing at Zhou Yuanfu with trembling hands while panting.
Zhou Yuanfu saw that Lu Buwei might not be able to get rid of his anger for a while, so he acted rogue and said: "Anyway, the matter is irreversible. What do you think we should do?"
Lu Buwei beat his chest with both hands again, crying while beating, "How will I see anyone in the future? I might as well just die!"
Zhou Yuanfu saw that he was beating very hard and quickly held his hands.
"Please be gentle. This is not yours. How can you mess with it so casually? If you don't feel sorry for me, I still feel sorry for you."
Lu Buwei struggled for a while and felt physically tired. He spent too much energy last night playing music and singing. He had made enough noise and cried, so he sat there in silence.
"Mr. Lu, don't be so overthinking. You must know that this life is yours and that of Chan'er. As the saying goes, if you keep the green hills, you won't be afraid of running out of firewood. You should hurry up and find someone who can't be killed by lightning. I will think of a way then.
Let you out. Can you find a strong substitute and have fun every night?"
Zhou Yuanfu was afraid that Lu Buwei would not be able to think clearly, so he used words to confuse him.
"Get out! Get out! Get away! Get away from me! I feel sick to my stomach when I smell your scent!"
Zhou Yuanfu had no choice but to stay away a little.
"Do you agree to let us go?" Lu Buwei asked after a while.
Zhou Yuanfu said helplessly, "You have already discussed it, can I stop it?"
Lu Buwei breathed a long sigh of relief and sighed: "I really can't be a good person. If I went to bed late last night, how could you let your kid take advantage of it and think of me..."
When Zhou Yuanfu saw that Lu Buwei was about to act up and roll around again, he quickly said: "Mr. Lu, please stop making trouble. It wasn't you last night, and you were making trouble completely unreasonably. By the way, when do you plan to leave?"
Lu Buwei stood up hurriedly and said: "Leave right away, you kid, I don't want to see you again for a moment."