Chapter 136: This Guy’s Got Some Unusual Tricks

After lunch, Fang Yuan wanted to head back to the construction site, saying that if she didn’t, she’d never be able to buy a house. She wasn’t going to waste any more time messing around with Lu Chuan.

But Lu Chuan wasn’t having it. He’d brought Fang Yuan out with no intention of going back so soon.

Lu Chuan coaxed her, “It’s still necessary to look around, you know. At the very least, you should pick a place you like first. Once we find somewhere you like, then we can ask around to see if there’s a suitable house for us.”

Fang Yuan had to admit, that made sense. “Why didn’t you say so earlier? Didn’t we waste the whole morning for nothing?”

Lu Chuan replied, “Not really. This morning, you complained that one alley was too narrow. Another place, you said the price was too high. Somewhere else, you didn’t like the people. And there was one spot you thought was too low-lying and might flood. Isn’t that good? We’re being thorough.”

Fang Yuan was confused. “Really? I don’t remember. Am I that picky?”

Lu Chuan pulled out a little notebook. “I wrote down everything you said.” Fang Yuan couldn’t even remember saying all that. Was it really that much?

Fang Yuan asked, “Am I really that picky? There’s nowhere I like?” She honestly didn’t realize she’d said so much.

Lu Chuan said, “There was one place that was okay, but you thought it was too expensive. Plus, there was a bit of a smell around there because of the farmers’ market. You said if Dad came over, he could set up a meat stall there, and it’s close to the school, so when the kid goes to school, they could just come home for lunch.”

As soon as Fang Yuan heard “expensive,” she shot it down. “No way. That’s too pricey. Lu Chuan, you’re not allowed to make decisions on your own and mess around.”

Then she added, “It’s good for kids to walk a bit more anyway.” So, between the kid and the money, she was willing to let the kid take a small step back.

She continued, “When I was in school, my dad would always be waiting at the gate. I was so annoyed.”

Whenever Fang Yuan started talking about kids, Lu Chuan’s brain basically stopped working—he was totally entranced. “Fang Yuan, you’re such a good mom, already thinking about the kid.”

When it came to spending money, Fang Yuan was always sharp. “Don’t try to fool me. When it comes to money, you can’t get around me. I’m not falling for it.”

Lu Chuan thought to himself, She really blocked all my paths. He immediately promised, “Of course I’ll listen to you. What the kid thinks doesn’t matter—what you think is most important.”

Fang Yuan didn’t hesitate, cutting straight to the point: “I just want to buy something cheap.”

Lu Chuan grinned, “Our Fang Yuan is so good at managing the household. I’ll listen to you.”

Then he hopped on his bike and continued taking his wife all over the provincial capital for their “date.” Fang Yuan was a bit puzzled—if he really listened to her, they’d be living in a construction shed by now.

So, when it came to Lu Chuan, Fang Yuan knew what was up.

This time, Lu Chuan wasn’t just showing her houses; he even took her to see old sights, including an abandoned temple.

Fang Yuan’s face darkened. Why couldn’t he just do something proper? Who would want a place like this?

She didn’t find any charm in this rundown spot. She told Lu Chuan straight up, “No matter how much I want to save money, I’d never buy a place like this.”

Lu Chuan squatted down and laughed. Even if you had money, you couldn’t buy this place. No one’s watching it now, but it’s not for sale.

Fang Yuan insisted, “What are you laughing at? Even if the sky fell, I still wouldn’t buy this place.”

Lu Chuan replied, “Nothing, just since we’re here, let’s look around. I heard this place used to be really spiritual—whatever you prayed for would come true.”

Fang Yuan finally looked around carefully. “There’s actually a place like this?” Was it okay to say that? Was it even safe to come here? Wouldn’t they get caught?

Lu Chuan said, “I heard that in recent years, some people have started coming back, but most still sneak in.”

Fang Yuan asked, “Didn’t you go to school? You actually believe in this stuff? Coming here to pray for a house? Does it really work?”

Fang Yuan figured Lu Chuan came here just to pray for good luck with buying a house.

Lu Chuan looked at her, blushing. That wasn’t his real reason. “I could pray for something else, too.”

Fang Yuan was a practical person. “Getting rich? No need to pray for that. We just need to work hard and earn it.”

Then she lectured Lu Chuan, “Money is earned, not wished for. You need to have the right mindset.” She had to make this clear to him—don’t even think about getting something for nothing.

Lu Chuan was helpless. His wife was so upright—it was great, but she lacked a bit of girlish sentimentality. He spat out a few words to shut her up: “I’m here to pray for our relationship…”

Without thinking, Fang Yuan glared at him like he was a cheating husband and punched him. “You’re already married and you’re still thinking about that?”

Lu Chuan struggled to get out the last two words: “To go smoothly.” If he’d known, he would’ve let Fang Yuan keep talking instead of getting punched.

Put together, he was praying for their relationship to go smoothly, which had nothing to do with being unfaithful. Fang Yuan felt guilty and started rubbing Lu Chuan’s stomach. “Sorry, I hit you too soon.”

Lu Chuan clutched his stomach and pleaded, “It’s my fault for talking too slow. Next time, can you let me finish?”

Fang Yuan nodded, feeling bad. “I’ll try.”

Lu Chuan rarely got to enjoy his wife’s gentle side, so even though he’d taken a punch, he felt it was worth it.

But Fang Yuan’s guilt didn’t last long. She asked Lu Chuan, “If I pray again now, will it still work?”

Lu Chuan looked at the desolate place—so bleak—and didn’t know how to answer. In the end, the two of them still made their wishes. Whether it worked or not, who could say?

Lu Chuan left the place feeling a bit down. After all that fuss, he’d basically come here just to get punched by his wife.

It was a less-than-perfect end to their date.

Still, even after all that, on the way home Lu Chuan bought Fang Yuan her favorite sweet rice dumplings, showing just how much he truly cared about her.

Anyone else might have been discouraged.

Fang Yuan’s guilt only lasted a moment. Once they got home, she started grumbling at Lu Chuan, “What a waste of a day. I’ve decided, from now on you can go look at houses by yourself. It’s all the same anyway. I’m not going with you anymore.”

But Lu Chuan was still pretty slick at getting her to go along. “When the time comes, don’t complain about how much money I spend.”

This time, Fang Yuan held her ground. “It’s not like I have enough money to buy a crane anyway, so whether it’s a little more or less doesn’t matter. Besides, even if I bought a crane, I wouldn’t have a chance to rent it out. There’s still plenty of time to prepare.”

Lu Chuan thought to himself, Wow, that trick didn’t work this time. “You’ve really thought it through.”

Fang Yuan said, “But that doesn’t mean you can just spend however you want. Don’t go over a thousand—two thousand at most.”

Lu Chuan burst out laughing. “Didn’t expect my wife to be so generous, giving me such a big spending range—a whole thousand yuan of wiggle room!”

Fang Yuan didn’t want Lu Chuan getting any ideas. “That’s for buying a house, a big deal. For pocket money, the most you get is a five-yuan difference.”

Lu Chuan thought, No matter what, it’s a sign of her trust in me. He smiled, “Got it, got it.”

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