Title: A Fake Holy Mother in the Zombie Apocalypse
Translator: Little Bamboo Spirit
Chapter 207 - Lu Xingchi usually looked indifferent and reticent, but he was actually a chatterbox (3)
After the meal was over, Bei Nuan and Lu Xingchi, who hadn't helped out with the cooking, went to wash dishes.
Standing by the sink, Bei Nuan rolled up her sleeves. She immediately heard.
(Is she still in pain? Everyone here is a guy. She wouldn't tell us even if she's in pain.)
Lu Xingchi held Bei Nuan's shoulder and moved her away from the sink. "Go sit, I'll wash the dishes."
Even though she knew the answer, she still asked, "Why?"
Lu Xingchi lightly replied, "I have high standards for washing dishes. I'll have to rewash the dishes that you wash. That's too much hassle."
And yet, Bei Nuan heard him say.
(The little fool ran over here and rolled up her sleeves to wash the dishes. The water is so cold. It'll make her stomach hurt later.)
He was obviously being thoughtful, but refused to show it. Bei Nuan was a bit moved.
Lu Xingchi pushed her towards the sofa. "Practice for a few years. When you meet my standard, I'll let you wash the dishes."
(No need to practice. It's okay if I wash all of the dishes.)
Du Ruo and the others had started a new round of Werewolf. Bei Nuan played with them for a while.
Lu Xingchi came over after he was done with the dishes. He didn't look for a seat. Instead, he sat down on the arm of the sofa, right next to where Bei Nuan was sitting. He rested his hand on the back of the sofa.
Bei Nuan warily looked at him. "Are you sitting here to sneak a peek at my card?"
Lu Xingchi curved his lips. His tone couldn't be more obnoxious. "I can tell your card just by looking at your face. Why would I need to peek?"
He only needed to look at someone's expression and listen to their statements to correctly guess their role. Even Bei Nuan, who had a wealth of experience in dealing with him, would be seen through by him even if she strived her best to keep her calm.
This time, Bei Nuan was stronger than him and trounced the other players.
He was so close to her that he was almost hugging her. If she slightly moved a bit, she would be leaning on him. So even if the others were a bit noisy, she could still clearly hear his thoughts.
He was very accurate at judging other people's roles, and his thoughts would reveal to her if the other players were the wolf or a villager. As a result, Bei Nuan easily grasped everyone's role and breezily won.
Even Du Ruo was shocked. "Bei Nuan, how did you become so amazing? You're like a junior Lu Xingchi."
Bei Nuan was dissatisfied. "What do you mean like a junior Lu Xingchi? That sounds like I'm his son."
(Not Lu Xingchi's son. It's Lu Xingchi's wife.)
Bei Nuan: ?
Du Ruo was unwilling to accept the results. He thought that she must have learned a special trick to suddenly improve by so much.
"I mean it, Bei Nuan, teach me. How do you see other people's roles?"
"Of course, it's by listening to their tone, observing their subtle expressions and movements…" Bei Nuan didn't feel confident with this lie and gave up. "... I'm saying nonsense. I blindly guessed. I'm just very lucky today."
Du Ruo was incredulous. "Blindly guessing? So amazing?"
Lu Xingchi suddenly placed his hand on Bei Nuan's shoulder.
(Of course, she's my wife.)
Bei Nuan thought; was such a one-sided and direct recognition of someone as his wife reasonable? However, he was only thinking about it. He didn't say anything. She couldn't refute him.
Du Ruo skeptically looked at Bei Nuan, and then he looked at Lu Xingchi. "I got it. Are you guys sitting so close to each other so you can cheat?"
Lu Xingchi leisurely replied, "Of course not. I curse anyone that cheats to eat cassava every day.
Bei Nuan, who had been secretly cheating; why are you so ruthless? Can't you curse another type of food? Chocolate ice cream, crayfish, lamb kebabs, that would all work.
***
The group played Werewolf all afternoon, and then they idled their time away playing card games until it was dark outside and time for dinner. By eavesdropping on Lu Xingchi, Bei Nuan won a giant pile of cassava chips.
Bei Nuan gathered up the dried cassava chips and left them on the coffee table. She reminded everyone, "These stacks are mine. No one is allowed to touch them!"
Du Ruo: "... I wouldn't want them even if you gave them to me."
For dinner, Jiang Fei stewed red bean rice as well as a big pot of black silkie chicken soup with red dates and longan.
Everyone followed Bei Nuan in eating a meal that nourished blood.
(T/N: Both dishes are supposed to be good for replenishing blood and/or helping with circulation.)