Marrying a White Snake Wife is Super Cool-Chapter 53: Not Letting Auntie Sleep?

It was around three in the afternoon.

The feast was winding down.

For the most part, the men of the village were all roaring drunk.

Some were lying down, others were sprawled out, limbs askew all over the place. You’d think it was the scene of some grisly crime.

But it made sense when you thought about it. Alcohol was expensive, after all—it was made from grain.

They might sneak a sip or two at night when they were exhausted from the busy farming season, but today, they drank to their hearts’ content.

And it was all fine jarred liquor from the city, no less.

While the men were dead drunk, the women pulled out cloth bags they’d prepared earlier and began scrambling to take food home.

The sight made Su Liyan’s parents’ hearts ache.

But on second thought, the feast had been a grand affair from start to finish.

They couldn’t afford to lose face at the very end.

Besides, even if they took all this food home, they wouldn’t be able to finish it.

So, they let the village women have at it.

Two aunts, along with Su Changliang, Second Uncle, and Third Uncle, were now keeping an eye on the banquet area.

Meanwhile, Su Liyan’s parents headed home.

Their daughter and son-in-law were about to leave, so of course, they went back to help them pack.

In reality, Su Liyan’s parents weren’t needed for the packing at all.

The moment Su Liyan got home, she started grabbing things. The commotion she made was like a raid on the village.

Rice, flour, liquor—she hauled it all out of the house and piled it in the courtyard.

It looked like she intended to take everything.

As she plundered the house, she eyed the family’s few chickens and said:

"Ma, my husband said the other day that the chicken soup was delicious and that our chickens are good. I’ll take them back to make soup for him."

As Su Liyan spoke, she rolled up her sleeves, ready to chase the chickens down.

This scene left Su Liyan’s parents—and Zhao Qiao’Er, who was sitting on a long bench in the courtyard with her legs crossed, holding a Jade Pipe—utterly dumbfounded.

Su Liyan’s parents could only smile with a hint of resignation. ’Our daughter is truly married off now. A daughter married is like water spilled.’

When Lu Yuan snapped out of his daze, he grabbed his chicken-chasing wife in a hug and quickly said,

"What are you taking? It’s not like we’re short on food at home. Leave it all here. We can give some to Second Uncle’s and Third Uncle’s families."

With that, Lu Yuan turned to the graceful and elegant beauty sitting on the bench with the Jade Pipe.

"Aunt Zhao, time to go. If we don’t leave now, I’m afraid this wife of ours will go mad and try to take the house with us."

Hearing Lu Yuan’s words, Su Liyan—who was already shy from being held so tightly by her husband in front of everyone—blushed an even deeper shade of red.

She whined coquettishly from within his embrace,

"Honey~~ What do you mean, ’go mad’~~"

Goodness, that little coquettish pout of hers was enough to make anyone’s heart flutter.

Especially today, when his gorgeous wife had been drinking with him and had the rosy flush of tipsiness on her cheeks.

Her unparalleled beauty now seemed even more tender and alluring, like a flower glistening with morning dew.

Lu Yuan couldn’t resist. Right there in front of everyone, he leaned in and gave her a loud SMOOCH.

Su Liyan let out a soft yelp and shyly buried her exquisite face in her husband’s chest.

Lu Yuan laughed heartily, then swept his wife into his arms and carried her toward the carriage that had long been waiting outside the courtyard.

Seeing this, Su Liyan’s parents and Zhao Qiao’Er couldn’t help but smile.

Who wouldn’t love to see such a doting couple?

Then, Su Liyan’s parents snapped out of it and hurried after Lu Yuan.

"Yuan’Er, take the food with you! There’s really far too much left. Even if we split it three ways, we won’t be able to finish it all."

But Lu Yuan called back without turning his head,

"What do you mean you can’t finish it? There’s no work in the fields during the fall and winter. Just stay home and eat when you’re bored! Have five meals a day.

From now on, this family will have white flour and meat with every meal.

Don’t you worry, just eat up. I’ll bring Liyan back to visit often, and we’ll bring you more things then."

Lu Yuan’s words left Su Liyan’s parents stunned. ’With every meal? Five meals a day? This...’

Just as Su Liyan’s parents came to their senses and were about to chase after him to say more,

Su Liyan’s mother felt two light taps on her shoulder.

She turned to see Zhao Qiao’Er smiling.

"Listen to your son-in-law~"

With that, Zhao Qiao’Er, supported by her maid, followed Lu Yuan out the door with a graceful, elegant sway.

...

"Alright, Pa, Ma, head on back. We’ll be back for the New Year."

At the entrance to the village, Lu Yuan lifted the carriage curtain to call out his goodbyes as the carriage began to move slowly.

Su Liyan was still nestled shyly in her husband’s embrace.

Once they left Changliu Village and were on the main road, Lu Yuan looked at his lovely wife in his arms and whispered,

"Feeling a little dizzy?

Get some sleep."

’His wife had gotten up early today. It seemed his mother-in-law had led her through a number of rituals, like praying to the Empress and so on. Not like him, who’d slept in until six or seven. After a full day of being busy, she had also drunk quite a bit with him from noon until now. No wonder she was so groggy.’

Su Liyan nodded shyly in her husband’s arms, found a comfortable position, and drifted off to sleep a moment later.

Once Su Liyan was asleep, Lu Yuan turned to Aunt Zhao, who was watching them with a smile, and held out a hand.

Zhao Qiao’Er had been watching Lu Yuan and Su Liyan’s affectionate display, her face filled with a mixture of longing and amusement. But now, seeing Lu Yuan’s gesture, she couldn’t help but blush.

’This... what does he mean... Does he want to hold me too?’

But Lu Yuan said in a perfectly serious tone,

"Aunt Zhao, you were up all night, weren’t you? You should lean over and get some rest too."

Zhao Qiao’Er was taken aback for a moment, then she waved her hand, her face flushing slightly.

"No need, your aunt isn’t tired~"

But Lu Yuan didn’t lower his hand. Instead, he raised an eyebrow.

"How can you not be tired? Besides, you’re still sick.

What, are you getting shy with your own dear nephew?"

At his words, Zhao Qiao’Er shot him a glare with her beautiful eyes, retorting with a playful pout,

"Who’s getting shy~"

But after saying it, she couldn’t help but let out a soft huff. She gave Lu Yuan another sharp, sidelong glance before saying in a breathy voice,

"Fine, fine, fine~ I’ll listen to the man of the house~"

With that, Zhao Qiao’Er blushed and leaned against him.

Lu Yuan couldn’t help but smirk. ’Heh. She’s at it again. I’ll never be free of this, will I?’

Zhao Qiao’Er was a tall, statuesque beauty, so she couldn’t nestle into Lu Yuan’s embrace the way Su Liyan did.

She could only rest her head on his shoulder, her smooth forehead pressing against his neck.

’Aunt Zhao smells amazing, by the way. It wasn’t just her perfume, but the scent of a fully ripened woman. What was that trendy word from Earth? Pheromones or something? Lu Yuan didn’t know for sure, but whatever it was, it smelled intoxicating and was incredibly alluring. And of course, there was the soft flesh of her body, as pillowy and pliant as a freshly steamed bun.’

Lu Yuan couldn’t resist letting his hand wander for a moment, only to feel a sharp pinch on his side as the weight on his shoulder suddenly vanished.

He looked over to see Zhao Qiao’Er, face flushed, glaring at him with a pout.

"Are you going to let your aunt get any sleep or not?!"