The White-Bone Demon of the Farm is as rich as a country

He Ziming and his sister ran off one after another. Seeing the protagonists gone, the gossipmongers realized there was nothing more to watch and dispersed in twos and threes. Ru Yue and Chu Ning'an no longer cared about their rudeness and returned to sit by the fire. The old driver, on the other hand, sat there calmly, as if nothing had happened to him. Now that he saw the two of them return, he didn't make any comments, but simply poured them two cups of hot tea without a trace.

Ru Yue had noticed him along the way. He had to be impressed by the fact that a coachman from a small town could remain calm even when faced with a huge crisis.

"Uncle, how long have you been working in the car dealership? He's a really good driver." Ru Yue thought about it and came up with a plan.

"Well, it's been years. I've been doing this job for most of my life. I just got used to it." The old driver answered neither humbly nor arrogantly, and was just chatting about his daily life. However, the more he did so, the more it highlighted his uniqueness. How could a country driver have such a magnanimous demeanor?

"Is there anyone else at home, uncle?" Ru Yue added a few pieces of firewood to the fire, and then used a small wooden stick to poke the dimming flames. Sparks flew with a few crackling sounds, and the flames suddenly became much brighter, and the bonfire burned brightly again.

"It's just me and my wife who depend on each other for survival." The old driver spoke in a cheerful and contented manner, without any trace of lament or resentment about having no children, which made Ru Yue look at him with admiration.

It was getting late, and many people around had stopped chatting. Some took a nap by the fire to keep warm, while others went back to the car to sleep with their clothes on. Chu Ning'an saw Ru Yue chatting with the old driver and immediately knew what she was thinking. There was still a lot of time, so there was no need to rush.

"It's getting late, so we should rest early. We will line up before the hour of Yin tomorrow morning, so we can enter the city when the city gate opens at the first quarter." Chu Ning'an said to Ru Yue.

"Okay." Ru Yue stood up and was about to turn around and get on the carriage, but suddenly thought of something and turned back, saying, "Prince Ye only left us a set of oilcloth blankets. It's definitely not enough for you and uncle to sleep outside. It's so cold this night, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it just sitting around the fire."

"Miss, there is no need to worry about this old man. I've gotten used to sleeping in the wilderness while driving back and forth to the capital over the years. Just hold on, and daybreak will come soon." The old driver fiddled with the firewood again and moved closer to the fire.

Ru Yue looked at the sky. It was not yet midnight, so it was still early for the city gates to open. "It's too cold at night. Let uncle use the oilcloth and blanket. We can sleep together in the carriage."

Chu Ning'an didn't act pretentiously and nodded in agreement.

"Miss, this, this is not possible. I will just make do with it. I am not that picky." The old coachman knew that they were an engaged couple, but they had not yet gotten married. If the news of them sleeping together in the carriage at night got out, Ru Yue's reputation would be completely ruined. The girl was kind-hearted, and he would not want to ruin someone else's reputation because of himself.

"Uncle, if you are upright, why would you be afraid of your shadow being crooked?" Ru Yue chuckled and turned to get on the carriage.

Chu Ning'an gave the things to the old coachman and said only, "Don't worry, uncle, no one can tarnish her reputation." Then he turned around and got on the carriage.

The old coachman held the things in his hands and stared at the carriage in a daze for a long time, and he also had a different feeling towards the two of them in his heart.

"But you think that uncle is a little unusual?" The space in the carriage was limited, so Chu Ning'an held Ru Yue in his arms and asked softly.

"Well, you figured it out a while ago, didn't you?"

"It's not that early. I slept with him in the wilderness the night before last. In the middle of the night, I could hear his breath, which was different from that of ordinary people. It's obvious that he is not ordinary." He moved to the side again, wanting her to lie more comfortably. "I wanted to find time to tell you, but I didn't expect you to find out so soon."

She turned around and lay down opposite him, reaching out to knead his cheeks. "I've always said you had a face that would bring disaster to the country and the people. When you were in the village, you attracted the peeping eyes of those young girls and wives. Now that you've just come out, you've attracted such a big peach blossom. Do you dare to go out again?"

Ru Yue didn't respond to his words, but instead talked about what happened with He Sumin. There was no emotion in her words, but he knew she was unhappy. He was happy instead. It seemed that she cared about him too.