A lucky cat fell from the sky.

Chapter 67 Bamboo Wife

Seeing Lu Dongyang's confident declaration, Lu Dongxuan felt slightly relieved: "Very good, you're finally starting to look like a member of the Lu family."

Although she is younger than Lu Dongyang, she has been exposed to far more things than Lu Dongyang, and she has also taken on far greater responsibilities than Lu Dongyang.

Therefore, she had always felt disappointed in Lu Dongyang, and it was rare to see him say such things now. She felt that Lu Dongyang had finally grown up a bit.

If it helps him grow, then this trip won't be in vain, and it doesn't matter if it costs a little more money.

I knocked on my third uncle's gate again, and he quickly came to answer it.

As soon as the door opened, Uncle San reached out his hand first.

Lu Dongxuan took out five small yellow croakers.

Uncle San waved his hand: "The price has gone up this time, five per person."

Lu Dongyang almost jumped up again.

However, Lu Dongxuan obediently took out fifteen small yellow croakers and handed them to her third uncle.

Uncle San collected the small yellow croakers and then let them into the yard. This time, he kindly prepared bedding for them, but the sleeping place was not changed; it was still in the donkey shed.

This time, the three men didn't complain. They carried their bedding into the donkey shed, turned on their phones to light the way, found a clean spot, and laid out their bedding.

The bedding wasn't big enough for the three of them to sleep in, so they could only sit cross-legged, dozing off with the blankets draped over them.

The fresh smell of donkey dung occasionally wafted into my nose.

Lu Dongyang kept repeating the idea that a great responsibility was bestowed upon this person, as if hypnotizing himself.

After finally getting used to the smell, I no longer found it offensive, but then a new problem arose.

There are many mosquitoes in these mountains, and they are not only numerous, but also large.

They were originally the kind of large mosquitoes that suck donkey blood; they could bite through even the thickest donkey hide, let alone these three fair-skinned city people.

It's like someone who always eats coarse grain buns suddenly encountering fine white flour steamed buns; they can easily eat several of them with just some vegetables.

Before long, Lu Dongyang had more than a dozen bites on his body, and Lu Dongxuan was not spared either, with several bites in her body.

That wicked third uncle hadn't even prepared mosquito coils for them, so they had no choice but to endure it.

After enduring it for a while, Lu Dongyang could no longer hold back.

He turned to the young model who was completely covered up and asked, "What's your blood type?"

"I'm blood type B, Mr. Lu, why are you asking that?" the young model asked, puzzled.

"Damn it, why didn't you say so earlier?" Lu Dongyang said, "Why are you still wrapped up so tightly? Why don't you take it all off and attract mosquitoes for me?"

Lu Shao had heard an urban legend that said people with type B blood attract mosquitoes.

Since there was no mosquito repellent available, Lu Dongyang had no choice but to come up with this underhanded idea: to send the little model out to feed the mosquitoes, so that he and his sister would get less bitten.

The young model was furious: "Lu Dongyang, you bastard, you actually made me feed the mosquitoes?"

Lu Dongyang roared fiercely, "Do you think you're so useful? Did I bring you here just to eat for free? Hurry up and help me get through this, so the Lu family can become one of the four great families, and I'll get you a new car."

The allure of the car was too strong; as soon as they heard they could trade in a car, the little model immediately stripped naked, attracting mosquitoes right there...

At the second brother's house, Wu Cheng slept in one room with the second brother, and the two girls slept in another room.

The second brother said with great frustration, "Eldest brother, you insisted on not sharing a room with your sister-in-law, which prevented me from sharing a room with my wife either. I've made a huge sacrifice, so you'll have to make it up to me in the future."

"Why don't you say that you're occupying the dorm room every day? Besides, Xiaoqin is my landlord."

"With a landlord this handsome, don't you have any ideas about him?"

“You think I’m like you? I’m a very upright person,” Wu Cheng said.

"Come on," the second brother said. "I know you too well. You're a womanizer with type B blood, but you're all talk and no action."

Wu Cheng didn't intend to discuss women with his second brother, so he changed the subject: "My blood type seems to attract mosquitoes. I've heard there are a lot of mosquitoes in the mountains, but I don't see any at your house."

The second brother said with great pride, "This is all thanks to the bamboo wife that my master gave me."

He pointed, and Wu Cheng saw a dark object standing not far away, about half a person's height. It was called a bamboo wife. Could this be a doll from ancient times?

What are bamboo dolls used for?

The second brother had no idea what Wu Cheng was thinking. He boasted, "I've been sleeping with a bamboo wife since I was little. My master said that when you hold a bamboo wife, it repels mosquitoes, and when you leave it, it attracts mosquitoes. It's very magical."

"Over the years, I've polished this bamboo wife so much that it's covered in a patina."

Wu Chengyue felt that the second brother was no ordinary person after hearing his words. Most people would not have such courage: "Second brother, I admire you. So your enlightenment was given by bamboo. I feel that you are comparable to Xu Xian."

The second brother then realized that Wu Cheng had misunderstood and quickly explained, "Hey, eldest brother, how can you be so dirty-minded? This 'bamboo wife' may be called a 'bamboo wife,' but it's actually just a cooling tool made of bamboo."

"Boss, you don't really think a hot water bottle is just an old woman who warms your feet, do you? You don't really think that putting a little chili pepper in a dish means you're going to kill a girl, do you?"

Wu Cheng, realizing he had made a fool of himself after being refuted by his second brother, said somewhat embarrassedly, "I'm not well-educated and have limited experience, so please don't blame me."

The second brother took the bamboo wife and handed it to Wu Cheng. Wu Cheng used his phone to illuminate the room and saw that the bamboo wife was a long, cylindrical object woven from bamboo. It could be held while sleeping to increase the heat dissipation area and achieve a cooling effect.

The bamboo wife has a glossy sheen, resembling bronze, and looks quite old, but it is indeed worth collecting.

As they were talking, Jin Wanliang said in Wu Cheng's mind, "Kid, this Bamboo Wife should be ready to be sold to you. Ask him if he can sell it to you."

"This thing is valuable?"

"Didn't I say before, meow? The things I collect are all crafted with ingenuity and have the essence of time. This bamboo wife should indeed have been picked up by your second roommate. It's quite valuable."

"How much will it cost?" This was what Wu Cheng was most concerned about.

"It's about 50 gold coins."

That works too. I'll keep it for the second brother first, and then give him the money later. 50 gold coins will give him 50. This way, I can save on the discount for recharging, which means Wu Cheng will earn 50.

But we'll have to ask the second son what he thinks.

Upon hearing that Wu Cheng actually wanted to buy the bamboo wife, the second brother quickly said, "Boss, if you like it, then take it. You're really good at insulting people, aren't you? We're talking about buying it."

Wu Cheng wanted to persist, but the second brother seemed to have been insulted: "Eldest brother, if you keep doing this, I'd rather burn it than sell it."

Seeing that his second brother was so determined, Wu Cheng had no choice but to give up and accept the bamboo wife, planning to compensate his second brother later.