Reborn as the spoiled male wife of the mortal enemy

The New Year is coming soon and the school has already been closed for vacation.

Nanchun could only wait for the opportunity at the tomb without an inscription under the pretext of cleaning the cemetery every day.

Bai Xun didn't arrive until the third day.

Nanchun rubbed his red nose from the cold and walked forward.

"What are you doing here in such cold weather?"

"Waiting for you, I want to talk to you." Nan Chun said unnaturally.

Bai Xun was a little surprised, but he didn't say anything. He placed the snacks and fruit in the lunch box in front of the grave. Then, from the bottom of the lunch box, he pulled out a plate of steaming rice cakes and handed it to Nanchun.

Nanchun grinned, took a piece without hesitation and started eating it in big mouthfuls.

His relationship with Bai Xun suddenly became much closer, apparently after he went to Bai Xun to change clothes.

Bai Xun talked to him more and his attitude was much better.

These things never happened in my previous life.

The rice cake should be made by the chef in Bai Xun's family, but it is not as delicious as the one made by Bai Xun.

In his previous life, Bai Xun would make it for him in different ways, sometimes adding jujube paste, sometimes hawthorn paste, and sometimes even spreading sweet Western jam on it.

"By the way, has the murderer been caught?" Nanchun asked while eating.

"He was caught, but he's dead."

"Oh, I see. What does he look like? Is he scary?" Nanchun mentioned it casually. "He sucks blood. He feels like a monster in a storybook. I wonder if he looks like a monster too?"

"Not really. He looks just like an ordinary person. It's just... I don't know what strange disease he has. He's covered in ulcers and there's a foul odor. He looks a bit disgusting."

The rice cake in Nanchun's hand fell to the ground with a "pop".

"Oh, what a pity." Nanchun bent down to pick it up, but was stopped by Bai Xun.

"It's already dirty, but there's still some on the plate, right?" Bai Xun said as he handed him another piece.

"Oh, what a waste. My hands are so cold that I can hardly hold anything." Nanchun smiled awkwardly.

"Why don't you wear the gloves I gave you?" Bai Xun frowned slightly.

"What if such good gloves are worn out?"

Bai Xun sighed softly and said, "No matter how good it is, it's just a pair of gloves, meant to be worn to keep warm."

As he said this, he took off the gloves on his hands, took Nanchun's hand and put them on him.

"Why are you suddenly so nice to me?" Nan Chun looked at him and asked.

Bai Xun's hand paused slightly, and he pursed his lips and said unnaturally: "Your grandfather took the risk to go to Xunling at this time of year for the Bai family. Grandfather asked me to help your family more."

"Oh I got it."

Yes, Bai Xun always listens to the head of the family.

No wonder he changed his original cold attitude.

A strange disease that causes festering all over the body and emits a foul odor... Why does it look so much like the strange disease that my mother and I had in our previous life?

Nanchun thought on the way home.

In his previous life, after he contracted a strange disease, he became drowsy, listless, and had a confused memory. His mind was sometimes clear and sometimes as if he was in a dream.

He actually didn't know what he looked like when he was ill. He only knew that once he had an attack and made a mess of the house, and his hands and body were covered in blood.

It was Bai Xun who stayed with him, comforted him softly, helped him bathe, and applied medicine for him.

Nanchun rubbed his aching temples. Those days were really hard to endure. Whenever he thought about them, he felt uncomfortable all over.

This strange disease came so unexpectedly that neither the doctors in the village nor the doctors invited from the county could figure out what it was.

At that time, rumors were flying around the village. No one knew who said that this strange disease was contagious, and after that, no one dared to approach them.

Fortunately, the owner of the house was kind-hearted. He arranged for the butler to bring them food every now and then, and also specially invited a doctor from Yangcheng to treat them.

The doctor from Yangcheng was really good. Every time he came to treat them, Nanchun and his mother felt better.

But then something happened in Yangcheng, and it was said that neither the eldest nor the second young master could solve it. So the head of the family and the chief steward went to Yangcheng, and the doctor from Yangcheng never came back.

Not long after that, A Niang passed away.

He was also captured by Bai Fugui and locked up in a dark dungeon, where he was tortured every day.

Now the murderer actually suffered from the same strange disease as him and his mother.

How could it be such a coincidence?

Nanchun's eyes fell on the brick under the bed. Could the things inside be related to the strange disease?

An ominous premonition came to mind.

Before the New Year, Butler Bai sent someone to bring back some things. In addition to food, there were also warm cotton coats, hats and cotton shoes.

"The housekeeper is so thoughtful." Song Amei took out a new cotton-padded jacket and put it on Nanchun with a smile on her face.

Nanchun thought about it carefully these two days and decided that he had to make plans for the future early.

It’s probably not that easy to investigate strange diseases.

It’s not easy to go to Yangcheng to look for someone and find grandpa.

Mr. Wang once said that everything is expensive in Yangcheng.

If I don’t save some money, I might not even be able to leave Baijiazhai.

"Mother, after the New Year, I want to go to the Bai family's farm to find some work."

"Why go to the farm to work? Your grandfather is paid to look after the cemetery and find tombs. You go hunting in the mountains to find mountain products. I can also earn some money by mending clothes for people. It won't starve us mother and daughter. You should just stay home and settle down."

Nanchun sighed dejectedly. He thought about it over and over at home but couldn't figure it out. He said hello to Song Amei and went out.

Tomorrow is New Year’s Eve, the eldest young master will definitely be back.

Why don't you ask him if there is any suitable job available?

Moreover, the eldest young master often went to Yangcheng and was very familiar with it. If I worked under him, I might have the opportunity to go to Yangcheng with him. Maybe the eldest young master knew that Fourth Master Sheng?

Thinking of this, Nanchun walked briskly towards the Bai family's old house.

"I want to find the young master."

When she arrived at the door of the house, Nanchun felt a little restrained unconsciously.

The doorman glanced at him and said coldly, "The eldest young master is not here."

Nanchun stuck his head out and glanced into the door with some disappointment.

"Isn't this the Nan family? Why are you here? Are you looking for our second young master?"

Nanchun turned around and saw that the person coming was Bai Xun's servant Afu.

In his previous life, Ah Fu was left in a villa by Bai Xun to take care of him. He was a loyal and honest man.

"No, I want to find the eldest young master, but he is not here." Nanchun smiled.

"The eldest young master is here." Ah Fu glanced at the doorman in surprise. "Wait here. I'll go and report for you."

"Okay, thank you."

"You're welcome."

After Ah Fu finished speaking, he walked in quickly.

Bai Song and Bai Xun were drinking tea and chatting with their grandparents in the main room.

"Master, the young master of the Nan family is here to see you. He's waiting at the gate."

"Nanchun? Why did he come to see me?" Bai Song was a little surprised.

"He didn't say, but he looked quite anxious." Ah Fu replied.

"Okay, I'll go and take a look. Xundi, come with you. You and he are classmates, so if you are closer, you can talk about anything." Bai Song said with a smile.