The Daily Life Of Mei Furen Doting On Her Husband - Chapter 84

The man with Mei Zhuyu’s face showed a slightly complicated expression when he saw the two of them approaching. He called out, “Junior Uncle.”

When it was Wu Zhen’s turn, he didn’t know what to call her. In the end, he closed his eyes and chose the usual name, “Cat Lord.”

Wu Zhen laughed and sat down at the table. “We are all family now. It’s too formal to call me Cat Lord. Just call me Sister Zhen.”

Taoist Shuangjiang: …Thinking back, when the two of them had gotten to know each other through fighting, he was pinned to the ground and beaten hard by this Cat Lord. Although the two later developed some sort of friendship, this was the first time he had heard her speak in such a warm and natural tone.

With mixed feelings, Taoist Shuangjiang couldn’t help but look at his junior uncle. He suddenly had a strange feeling, as if the bride’s family had met the son-in-law and were being praised by him.

Mei Zhuyu did not notice the gaze of his nephew. When he saw his nephew looking at him, he thanked him and said, “Thank you for your trouble these past few days. I have nothing to do now and can go on duty by myself.”

Shuangjiang immediately shook his head, and a rare smile appeared on his handsome face. He wiped his face and removed the talisman drawn on it, revealing his original appearance. He said to Mei Zhuyu very respectfully, “It was my honor to help Junior Uncle.”

Indeed, let alone his nephews, even his master and uncles could hardly assist his uncle. After all, his uncle was too capable and could do everything by himself. It was rare to get his help in ten years. Although he was only asked to take over his uncle’s duty for two days, it was enough to boast about when he returned to the temple.

Besides him, who else had helped the Junior Uncle? No one else!

Just as he was feeling secretly proud, Taoist Shuangjiang suddenly heard his junior uncle say, “You will have to stay in Chang’an for a few days. In that case, I will give you some guidance on your studies during these few days.”

As soon as these words came out, Taoist Shuangjiang’s hands froze, and the joy on his face instantly disappeared. But he knew this was his junior uncle’s way of expressing gratitude, so he couldn’t show his unwillingness and had to thank him, even though he didn’t want that reward at all.

God knows how much Taoist Shuangjiang hoped that an urgent letter would arrive immediately so he could escape. It wasn’t easy for him to leave the temple, and the good days of leisure wouldn’t last long, so why did he want to be tortured by his junior uncle?

Taoist Shuangjiang was filled with resentment and regret. Wu Zhen didn’t speak but only observed the expressions of the two men. Sensing the mystery, she couldn’t help but burst out laughing. Mei Zhuyu didn’t know why she suddenly laughed. Seeing that she had finished the porridge in her bowl, he scooped another bowl for her and added two pieces of honey date cake.

“Have a good meal, then go back and rest.”

Wu Zhen picked up the bowl and took a big sip, then hummed twice casually. Thinking of Taoist Shuangjiang’s frustrated and aggrieved expression, and her husband’s serious look of complete ignorance, she laughed out loud again.

After dinner, Mei Zhuyu went out to work, and Taoist Shuangjiang also left. He had transformed into the appearance of his junior uncle to work for him these days, and there were still some things he hadn’t done. However, he turned his head to look at the Cat Lord who was leaving with him, hesitated for a moment, and said, “Cat… Sister Zhen…” He felt very uncomfortable with the address and then said, “Didn’t you promise Junior Uncle to rest at home?”

Wu Zhen smiled and said with her hands behind her back, “As long as you don’t say anything, my husband will think I’m resting at home.”

Taoist Shuangjiang said coldly, “How can you go back on your word and deceive Junior Uncle? I will not hide anything from him.”

Wu Zhen said, “Junior Brother Shuangjiang, please do me a small favor. I promise that your junior uncle will not have time to bother you these days.”

Taoist Priest Shuangjiang: “…”

“Ahem.” The young Taoist Priest with a cold face coughed, turned his head, and said in a flat voice, “I didn’t see anything today. I have something else to do. I’ll leave first.”

Wu Zhen waved her hand, “Thank you very much, nephew.”

Walking on the street with a wooden sword on his back, Taoist Shuangjiang heard the laughing voice behind him and suddenly felt sad—women could mislead people. Look at the little master uncle who was once wise and capable of making judgments, but he was completely blinded!

Wu Zhen wandered around for a long time, went to see Mei Si and others, and then stayed in the music hall. Her group of friends were surprised to see her there, and they were very happy. They gathered around her and complained that they hadn’t seen her out to play for a long time.

Wu Zhen dismissed them one by one and took a nap on the couch amidst the lively laughter. Although she looked recovered, she was still a little sleepy after all because she had been injured and could not fully recover in such a short time.

After showing up at the music hall and meeting Hu Zhu, Wu Zhen turned into a cat and went to the Liu family’s house to look for her friend.

During the day, Liu Taizhen usually stayed at home, either sitting quietly playing the zither or writing books for her own amusement. When Wu Zhen went there, she saw the two tabby cats that Liu Taizhen had raised lying on the smooth bluestone and yawning. As soon as she jumped to another bluestone, she heard the sound of slow footsteps approaching.

The person who came was Liu Taizhen. She looked up and saw three identical cats on three bluestones. She fixed her eyes accurately on the cat that Wu Zhen had turned into and asked, “You recovered?”

“That’s about right.” Wu Zhen jumped in front of her, walked past her into the room, and lay down on a cushion on the couch with familiarity, resting her head on her paws and getting into a comfortable position. “Little Snake, have you dealt with the rest of the Plague God’s stuff?”

“If it hasn’t been handled properly, could I still be here talking to you?” Liu Taizhen replied.

Wu Zhen had only asked casually. Seeing her say that, she didn’t take it seriously and just squinted her eyes sleepily.

Liu Taizhen sat on the couch, leaning against the bed, and reached out to touch a pure white gardenia outside the window. “Since you haven’t recovered yet, just stay at home and rest. Why are you running around out here?”

Wu Zhen: “I am bored.”

Liu Taizhen: “I don’t have anything for you to play with here. What’s the matter? Could it be that your husband was scared by you, so you came to hide here?”

Wu Zhen: “My husband is not someone who can be easily frightened.”

The two were silent for a while, and Wu Zhen suddenly asked, “Little Snake, do you know the situation of the previous Cat Lord?”