Pampered By All In Different Planes-Chapter 144 - : The Lucky Star Farmer is Unperturbed, The Husband with No Heirs is Busy Chasing His Wife 4

Chapter 144: Chapter 144: The Lucky Star Farmer is Unperturbed, The Husband with No Heirs is Busy Chasing His Wife 4

After this conversation, Fu Huaichu’s suspicions were completely dispelled.

Along the way, whenever they encountered villagers, everyone would warmly greet them, and then guess the relationship between him and Su Zhiruan. Even when Su Zhiruan denied it, there was still a look of unspoken understanding in their eyes, as if they saw two young people who had feelings for each other but didn’t dare to admit it.

On Su Zhiruan’s side, she was still smiling and waving her hand to an overjoyed aunty, “Aunty, we only met again recently, after more than a decade.”

“Ah, having someone who knows and supports each other, to take good care of the little family, that’s nice,” the aunty remarked as she looked at the two of them, “It’s my Dogzi’s bad luck, I was even thinking of matchmaking you two before…”

“Aunty is joking,” Su Zhiruan, pulling Fu Huaichu, said with a smile, “We’ll take our leave now, we’ll visit aunty’s house some other day to catch up.”

“Alright, alright, go ahead,” the aunty said as she watched their retreating figures, still feeling a bit regretful that Su Zhiruan couldn’t become her daughter-in-law.

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Su Zhiruan and Fu Huaichu walked away, step by step.

Her gaze occasionally fell on the side of Fu Huaichu’s face.

Everything today was just right. A few days ago, in order for everyone in Su Family Village to know that a Brother Erniu had moved into her home, she could say that she went door-to-door catching up with people. Su Family Village wasn’t remote, and there were quite a few visitors. Moreover, according to Su Zhiruan, Su Erniu had only lived there for two days ten years ago. Although they had no memory of it, people followed the crowd, and Su Zhiruan was very convincing. Soon, everyone knew that the exceptionally handsome man beside her was the Brother Erniu she mentioned.

“Why do you keep looking at me?” Fu Huaichu, feeling her constant gaze, turned to look at Su Zhiruan. His voice was like the delicate sound of pearls falling on a jade plate, enchanting, but there was no emotional fluctuation in these two sentences. He asked again, “Is there something you want to say?”

“No,” Su Zhiruan shook her head but didn’t pass up the opportunity. She smiled and took a few steps closer to Fu Huaichu, “Brother Erniu, look, everyone remembers you, and…”

Fu Huaichu waited as she hesitated, then gently “Hmm?” encouraged her.

“…and in the eyes of my uncles and aunts, you and I are well-matched,” Su Zhiruan said, while surreptitiously glancing at him. Now, she needed to present herself as someone who admired her childhood sweetheart cousin and was eager to get married. In Fu Huaichu’s eyes, she didn’t know his real identity, which meant she would have more room to maneuver, “Brother Erniu, what do you think?”

Fu Huaichu just glanced at her and then looked away.

At that moment, he found himself hesitating.

If he were the Crown Prince at this moment, she probably wouldn’t have brought up any of this.

But right now, he was borrowing the identity of Su Zhiruan’s childhood sweetheart, Brother Erniu, and after a moment of silence, his tone unconsciously softened.

“Ruanruan, I… can’t remember.”

“I know, Brother Erniu, if only you could remember,” the girl feigned dejection, her eyes cast down, her long lashes veiling her clear gaze, giving Fu Huaichu an unintended sense of loneliness and desolation, “If you could remember our happy times, remember those vows of love, we might already be together, preparing for marriage.”

Marriage…

Fu Huaichu looked at the road ahead, his tone was murky, “Do you love him very much?”

“Love,” Su Zhiruan answered quickly, pretending certainty and affection, then showed a look of confusion, “Brother Erniu, you are him, I believe in our feelings. Once your memory returns, you’ll remember everything.”

Of course, Fu Huaichu couldn’t remember.

He could never remember.

He was just impersonating someone, enjoying the warmth and care of a young girl in the throes of love.

Although that’s what he thought, Fu Huaichu found he couldn’t let go.

After having only spent a dozen days with her, he realized that under the guise of another, he enjoyed the affection of someone’s beloved, and yet he increasingly felt disturbed deep inside.

This feeling had never arisen before he assumed the position of Crown Prince, nor after.

In the past, he commanded the wind and the rain, acted decisively, and was cold-hearted. Even when women wanted to marry him to become the Crown Princess Consort, he never gave them a second glance.

But now, witnessing a country girl’s wholehearted love for her beloved, he felt irked.

“After more than ten years, why are you so convinced that he would keep his promise to marry you?” Fu Huaichu interrupted her, and after asking, he looked toward Su Zhiruan, “Back then, we were just children, what was said might have been mere jest.”

Su Zhiruan shook her head, and in a flash thought of a countermeasure, she sighed deeply, “Brother Erniu, you really have lost your memory, forgetting everything between us. Over these years, even though we haven’t seen each other, we’ve exchanged letters and sent messages through others. Once you remember everything, you’ll understand.”

Surrounded by an air of gloom, Fu Huaichu continued to walk without saying anything else.

In his twenty years, he had never dreamed that the first time he would feel such genuine and pure love would be after he had impersonated another man.

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Seeing that he was no longer speaking, Su Zhiruan felt amused, looked ahead, and pointing to a house in the distance, said, “It’s over there, Brother Erniu, let’s head that way.”

The two headed toward the household.

*

A few days after the consultation ended, Su Zhiruan and Fu Huaichu returned to her small courtyard.

The people from the Su Family village knew they were living together, and sometimes when they saw Fu Huaichu or Su Zhiruan, they would tease them a bit. Gradually, Fu Huaichu even began to get used to this kind of life.

Su Zhiruan had cultivated all the land that could be cultivated in the courtyard, dug up some soil from the back mountain, and according to the original host’s memory, transplanted some hard-to-find and expensive herbs, which was difficult, but she worked hard every day, taking good care of them, and the herbs actually thrived in her courtyard.

To bring more life to the courtyard and to have meat and eggs to eat, Su Zhiruan bought ten chickens, one rooster, and the rest hens, and even built a chicken coop.

Within less than a month of coming to this world, she had given the original host’s small courtyard a whole new look, and even the fence outside the earthen wall had been repaired by her. She was busy day in and day out, finding joy in it all.

“Ruanruan, come have some food,” Fu Huaichu, dressed in a dark short garment, looked pleasing to the eye with his simple attire not concealing his splendid appearance.

Su Zhiruan put the hoe aside, “Coming!”

Fu Huaichu had sustained serious injuries, but fortunately he was strong and healthy, and thanks to Su Zhiruan’s daily care, he had improved a lot.

He brought out two bowls of porridge, some greens, and an egg custard, setting them on the table.