louisehourcade Chapter 48 Nuonuo wakes up in the middle of the night: Mom and Dad, are you fighting?
Chapter 48 Nuonuo wakes up in the middle of the night: Mom and Dad, are you fighting?
The air seemed to solidify, pressing heavily on the narrow bed.
With the help of the pale moonlight filtering in through the window, Su Qingge finally saw the scene before her.
Lin Zhou knelt on the bed, his posture as stiff as a terracotta warrior. One of his hands was clenched tightly in an extremely strange position...
Wait, those are Nuonuo's hands?
wrong.
Because of the panic just now, Lin Zhou wanted to tuck Nuonuo's hand back into the quilt, but in the instant Su Qingge turned over, in order to prevent her from rolling over on the child, he subconsciously reached out his other hand to block her.
As luck would have it, the hand landed precisely on Su Qingge's wrist, which she had just raised.
And so, in Nuonuo's hazy vision, the scene became like this:
Dad's face was dark, one hand "controlling" himself, the other hand "pressing" Mom down tightly.
The mother, with her hair disheveled and clothes in disarray, looked at the father with a terrified expression.
Isn't this the precursor to a "fight" that the chubby kid in kindergarten was talking about?
"dad……"
Nuonuo rubbed her eyes, her voice trembling with a hint of tears, a sign that she was frightened:
Why are you bullying Mommy? Are you a big bad guy?
"No! Don't talk nonsense!"
Lin Zhou felt his blood run cold and released his grip as if he had been electrocuted.
He was thrown backward, his back slamming against the wall with a thud. He winced in pain, but didn't even dare to rub it.
"A misunderstanding! This is absolutely a huge misunderstanding!"
Lin Zhou raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, speaking at a rapid pace like a machine gun:
"Honey, let me explain. Nuonuo was dreaming and she reached out her hand. I wanted to put it back in her hand, but then you suddenly rolled over, and I was afraid you'd crush her, so..."
"Shut up."
Su Qingge took a deep breath and sat up in bed.
She adjusted the collar of her slipped nightgown, and her face, which had appeared exceptionally cool in the moonlight, was now flushed. It was unclear whether it was from embarrassment or anger.
She glanced at her daughter, who was blinking her big eyes with an eager look, and then at Lin Zhou, who was huddled in the corner with a face that said, "I am innocent."
In the middle of the night, a man and a woman, alone together in bed.
This posture, this atmosphere.
Even if Lin Zhou said he was doing radio calisthenics, no one would believe him!
"Mommy, did Daddy hit you?"
Nuonuo climbed into Su Qingge's arms, reached out her little hand and touched Su Qingge's wrist, looking distressed, "Does it hurt? Nuonuo will blow on it for you."
Su Qingge's heart melted instantly, but the temperature on her face wouldn't come down.
How is she supposed to explain this?
He said Dad wasn't fighting, he was...
That's even harder to explain!
"Cough cough..."
Lin Zhou finally recovered at this point.
He knew that if he didn't come up with a plausible reason by now, he would be firmly labeled a "domestic abuser" by tomorrow morning.
He coughed twice, then leaned closer, his face displaying his usual serious, nonsensical expression:
"Nuonuo, Daddy didn't hit Mommy."
"Dad was actually reading Mom's palm."
"Palmistry?" Nuonuo tilted her head, her big eyes filled with confusion. "What is palmistry?"
"that is……"
Lin Zhou grabbed Su Qingge's hand with a serious expression, pointed to the lines on her palm, and began to make up a story:
"It's about using the lines on your hand to see if Mom will become rich or beautiful in the future. Look, Dad was just studying these lines."
As he spoke, he pretended to run his fingers across Su Qingge's palm, lightly scratching her palm.
Su Qingge shuddered, as if an electric current had surged through her body.
She abruptly pulled her hand back and glared fiercely at Lin Zhou.
That bastard!
Can't you come up with something more believable when you're making up a lie? Reading palms in the middle of the night? Nobody believes that!
"Really?"
Nuonuo believed it.
The little guy's eyes sparkled, and he stretched out his chubby little hand to Lin Zhou:
"Then Daddy will show it to Nuonuo too! Will Nuonuo be able to eat lots and lots of ice cream in the future?"
"Yes! It absolutely can!"
Lin Zhou felt like he'd been granted a pardon. He quickly took his daughter's little hand in his and pretended to examine it, exclaiming, "Oh my god! With Nuonuo's palmistry, she'll definitely never have to worry about food or clothing in the future, and she might even become a big star!"
"Wow! That's great!"
The little one was soothed and happy, the fright from before instantly vanishing from her mind. She yawned, burrowed back into bed, and mumbled:
"Then Daddy, keep showing it to Mommy. Make her look like the richest person..."
Less than two minutes later, the steady breathing sounded again.
The room fell into a deathly silence once again.
Su Qingge leaned against the wall, hugged her knees, and looked at Lin Zhou with a deep gaze.
"Palmistry?"
She gave a cold laugh, her voice low but carrying a dangerous undertone of impending retribution. "Master Lin, your services are quite diverse, aren't they? Would you like me to take a look at your other hand too?"
"No, no need."
Lin Zhou shrank his neck, quickly lay flat, and pulled the blanket over his head. "It's too late, time to seal the divination. Go to sleep, go to sleep."
Su Qingge looked at his cowardly appearance, not knowing whether to be angry or amused.
She looked down at her palm, where the warmth of the man's fingertips still seemed to linger.
It's crispy and tingly.
"fraud."
She muttered a curse under her breath, but a slight smile played on her lips in the darkness.
That night, there were no further disturbances.
……
The next morning.
The sunlight awakened Peach Blossom Village once again.
After a night of fermentation, although the meme #LinZhouReadsPalmistryAtMidnight# did not spread, the viewers in the live stream were already eagerly waiting in front of their screens.
Everyone wants to know what exactly happened last night between this "contract couple" who slept in the same bed.
The camera's red light comes on.
The live stream has started.
Lin Zhou was brushing his teeth in the yard, his mouth full of foam, looking utterly exhausted. Last night, to maintain the lie of "reading palms," he had stayed up half the night for Su Qingge, afraid that she would wake up in the middle of the night and launch a sneak attack.
Su Qingge was combing Nuonuo's hair, her expression normal, but the faint dark circles under her eyes betrayed the fact that she hadn't slept well last night.
Good morning, everyone!
When Nuonuo saw the filming director, Xiao Zhang, walk in, she immediately greeted him warmly.
Xiao Zhang smiled and handed over the microphone: "Good morning, Nuonuo! How did you sleep last night? Did Mom and Dad tell you a story?"
This was a routine question, originally intended only to liven up the atmosphere.
To everyone's surprise, when Nuonuo heard this question, her big eyes suddenly lit up, as if she had remembered something very important.
She broke free from Su Qingge's hand, ran in front of the camera, and said to the millions of online viewers with a mysterious look:
"Uncle, let me tell you, Mom and Dad were so busy last night!"
Lin Zhou, who was brushing his teeth, suddenly jerked his hand, and the toothbrush almost went down his throat.
Su Qingge's hand, which was fixing her hair, froze in mid-air, and an ominous premonition instantly enveloped her entire body.
"Busy? Busy with what?" Xiao Zhang asked instinctively.
Nuonuo blinked her eyes and announced loudly in an extremely innocent yet extremely terrified tone:
"Mom and Dad fought in bed last night!"
"puff--!"
Lin Zhou sprayed a mouthful of mouthwash, splashing it all over the cameraman in front of him.
Before anyone could react, Nuonuo delivered another blow, completely cutting off her parents' escape route:
"And Mom seemed to be no match for Dad, she kept whining and begging him to be gentle... Dad was also holding onto Mom's hand and wouldn't let go, saying he was going to tell her some fortune..."
boom--!
The live stream chat exploded instantly.
The comments scrolled around like crazy, so fast that the words were impossible to read.
And at the scene.
Su Qingge's aloof and stunningly beautiful face visibly changed from white to red, then from red to purple, and finally turned completely black, like the bottom of a pot.
She slowly turned her head, staring intently at the man who was still spraying water, her eyes filled with despair and murderous intent.
Lin Zhou wiped the foam from the corner of his mouth, looked at the "I understand" expressions on the faces of the staff around him, and closed his eyes in despair.
It’s over.
This time, there's really no way to clear my name.
Palm reading?
Who reads palms in bed? Who does it while making all sorts of noises?
Is this palm reading?
This is clearly...
"Lin, Zhou!!!"
Su Qingge's roar echoed throughout the entire Peach Blossom Village.