Title: A Fake Holy Mother in the Zombie Apocalypse
Translator: Little Bamboo Spirit
Chapter 144 - Even when the little liar was drunk, she was still a little liar (3)
Xie Yuanqing waited for Bei Nuan to sit down before explaining, "I didn't really want to order someone to beat that mother and daughter. I thought he would confess if I used that as a threat."
Bei Nuan had seen that too and brightly smiled at him.
Xie Yuanqing seemed to be more at ease after seeing her smile. His expression relaxed.
His tea finished steeping, and he used wooden tea clippers to offer a cup to Bei Nuan.
"I came from west of Yanhe River. There were zombies everywhere, only this place was free of zombies. It's rare to have such a good place. It's not easy to protect this place. There are things that have to be done as a last resort."
Steam rose up from the tea in spirals bringing a pleasant aroma.
Xie Yuanqing took a sip of the tea. "Yao Zhen is a great place. Once you're here, you don't want to leave."
After drinking the hot tea, Bei Nuan felt refreshed. She comfortably sighed. "Yeah, this place is a paradise."
Xie Yuanqing looked into her eyes and smiled in agreement.
Dahua dutifully stood by the wicker chair for a while before suddenly realizing that these two people were focused on their conversation and weren't paying attention to her at all.
So she was free to go?
Dahua snuck a glance at Xie Yuanqing, quickly lowered her body, and planned to sneak under the wicker chair.
As a result, a familiar big hand picked her up. Xie Yuanqing scooped her up and dropped her onto Bei Nuan's lap.
Dahua: "..."
"Dahua! I haven't seen you in forever. Do you miss me?"
Bei Nuan's enthusiastic voice surged above her. That devilish hand came down and stroked the top of her head, which no one except Xie Yuanqing dared to touch.
Dahua indifferently and skillfully lied down on Bei Nuan's lap. She tried her best to curl up into a ball. She had nothing left to live for.
Bei Nuan stayed at Xie Yuanqing's place until it got dark, and it was time to go back to Xiao Ji's home for dinner. She still didn't know Li Dahua's wish, but she found out that Xie Yuanqing, who looked so shrewd, was a pretty interesting person.
He clearly came from a shady background and did shady business, but he didn't avoid those taboo topics at all. He had traveled extensively and experienced a lot of things. No matter the topic, he could easily say a lot of interesting things.
He didn't mind her naivety either and answered all of her questions.
Other than Huo Ren, that disturbed individual, Bei Nuan had never come into close contact with someone like Xie Yuanqing. For example, people like her dad, Lu Xingchi, and Du Ruo had no moral ambiguity. Tang Tang didn't even need to be mentioned. Jiang Fei had come out of prison and would occasionally say some strange remarks, but he would always act in an upright manner when something bad happened.
It was Bei Nuan's first time meeting someone like Xie Yuanqing, who was half good and half bad. She couldn't help but find him interesting.
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Bei Nuan had been back for a while. There were sunset hues on the clouds. The house was dark, and the lamps had been lit.
It was only then that Lu Xingchi returned. He said he wasn't done, and they had to stay for another day.
There were several people in their group, and they were staying at Xiao Ji's home and eating his family's food. It wasn't appropriate to continue like this, so Jiang Fei cooked a few dishes for dinner and placed them on the small wooden table in the courtyard.
However, Xiao Ji's dad insisted on taking out a large jar of home-brewed sweet rice wine for everyone to enjoy. The wine was pale golden, sweet, and very tasty.
Bei Nuan used a glass for drinking water to drink the wine. She didn't need anyone to pour the wine for her. She refilled glass after glass for herself.
By the time Lu Xingchi noticed, she had drunk countless glasses.
Her little face was flushed. Savoring the taste of wine on her tongue, she happily hugged Xiao Ji's mom.
Xiao Ji's mom didn't have a daughter and quite liked Bei Nuan. She said with a smile, "This wine has very low alcohol content. It's okay to drink a lot. You'll be fine by the time you wake up tomorrow."
And then, she refilled the glass for Bei Nuan.
Bei Nuan suddenly shakily stood up from the small stool. "I can't drink your wine for nothing. We also have wine, but it's not as good as yours."
She staggered inside. After a while, she came out with her backpack and took several bottles of wine from it. They were all famous brands of baijiu. She insisted on having Xiao Ji's parents try them.
Lu Xingchi thought; even when she's drunk, she doesn't forget to lie. She still knew to go inside and use her backpack to disguise where she got the wine from. She might have scared others to death if she took out the wine from her pocket space.
Even when the little liar was drunk, she was still a little liar.