Everyone Fought for Weapons, I Planted Bean Sprouts

Chapter 153 - 120: A Poorer Boyfriend

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Chapter 153: Chapter 120: A Poorer Boyfriend

Zhou Qian choked so hard he bared his teeth in a grimace. His face turned beet red, and his freshly healed scars threatened to split open!

Huai Yu scrambled to pat his back and feed him water. It took a good while for him to catch his breath. Zhou Qian lost his appetite altogether. Leaning back against the bed, he demanded, "What is wrong with you?! How old were you when you started dating?!"

Huai Yu looked a bit bewildered. "How should I know? I can’t remember. I just recall having one many years ago."

This only made Zhou Qian angrier. "Many years ago? How old were you many years ago? Were you even in middle school?" 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ

He clenched his fists so hard his knuckles gave a loud CRACK. Faint traces of blood seeped from his newly healed scars, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

"Damn it, that son of a bitch! Don’t let me catch whoever it is!"

He stared at Huai Yu. "Think carefully. What was his name? Where did he live? Any distinguishing features?"

Obediently, Huai Yu thought about it. "In the dream, it was many years ago... People could still go shopping back then. It must have been at least six years ago!

"I’m guessing I was around twenty... Ugh, I told you! I must have mutated and shrunk somehow! I’m definitely older than I look now."

What kind of mutation could turn a twenty-something into a sixteen- or seventeen-year-old? Was it the fountain of youth?

But what Superpower she had wasn’t important right now. More importantly, Zhou Qian wasn’t listening at all.

"Don’t change the subject. Think about that boyfriend of yours."

"Oh." Huai Yu searched her memory again. "That boyfriend should have been in his early twenties too. I think he was a college student.

"Oh, right, I was extremely poor back then. But that boyfriend was even poorer than me."

At this, she let out a long sigh.

She had always assumed her past life was a glamorous one—dripping in jewels, living in a grand mansion, and surrounded by hundreds of handsome servants.

If that were the case, having enjoyed too much luxury in the first half of her life, it would make sense for her to endure some hardship now. That would be a balanced life, right?

But if reality was anything like her dream... Wow, her life had literally just gone from bad to worse! What was the point of living like that?

Zhou Qian’s brows remained tightly knitted. "You were extremely poor back then... Make sense. If you came from a wealthy family, you wouldn’t know so many survival skills now, right?

"But if you were already that poor, why on earth did you find an even poorer boyfriend? Were you trying to double your poverty?"

Huai Yu was even more indignant!

"How should I know! All I remember is that he bought a thirty-nine-dollar milk tea, and before I could even taste it, he confessed his feelings to me."

She clenched her fists. "Damn it! I agreed way too easily in the dream! At the very least, it should have come with a meal of fried chicken, two roasted pig trotters, three braised chicken claws, and four tea eggs... That would make it much more sincere, wouldn’t it?" she thought.

"Damn it!" Zhou Qian pounded the bed. "I told you that you’ve never lived a good life! Look at you! Won over by a single cup of milk tea!"

He was absolutely furious!

But amidst his anger, a wave of worry surfaced. "Are you sure you weren’t married with kids in the past?"

Huai Yu offered a sheepish smile. "I’m not sure..."

Seeing Zhou Qian about to explode again, she hastily explained, "I just can’t remember! It’s not like I can control my own brain!"

"If you can’t remember, then stop thinking about it." Zhou Qian quickly stopped her. "Anyway, no more thinking about it. You said it yourself, you’ve definitely shrunk. They probably won’t even recognize you anymore—they shouldn’t be able to, right?

"Whether they recognize you or not, if anyone calls out to you, do not acknowledge them!

"If some scumbag shows up with a child, and the kid hugs your leg and calls you ’Mom’, you absolutely cannot admit it, understand?"

He was thoroughly frustrated with her naivety. "A single cup of milk tea was enough to trick you into being his girlfriend, which proves you were too immature back then. Immature girls are easily deceived; nine times out of ten, you ran into a total jerk.

"So, if any stranger calls your name or anything like that, you absolutely must not respond!"

Huai Yu nodded with a solemn face. "I definitely won’t respond!"

She was genuinely terrified that some scruffy old man with a snot-nosed kid would jump out of nowhere and call her his wife or mother.

Seeing how obediently she agreed, Zhou Qian still couldn’t help but worry, even knowing her actual age might be older than her current appearance.

But the past was out of their control. He had no choice but to pick up his stainless steel basin again and shovel spoonful after spoonful of rice into his mouth.

After that little interlude, even the braised rice with cowpeas and pork cracklings—which had a Mutant Value of less than 5—somehow didn’t taste as delicious.

Suddenly, Zhou Qian remembered something.

After General Wu Yue returned to the Imperial Capital, he had called to ask about Huai Yu’s name and appearance...

GASP!

A shudder ran down his spine.

How had he answered back then? He sifted through his memories, then turned to ask Huai Yu with deep concern, "What do you think of General Wu Yue?"

Huai Yu glanced at him. "Do you want the truth?"

Zhou Qian glared at her. "Hurry up. Don’t change the subject."

"I’m not changing the subject," Huai Yu muttered. "I’m just afraid you worship him too much. He ruined my house, and you even told me not to blame him!"

Zhou Qian was speechless.

He wasn’t...

Wasn’t it just because of the Rose Corridor that he viewed General Wu Yue through rose-tinted glasses?!

Besides, the man risked his life on the frontlines at such a young age. He deserved some respect, right?

But right now, the thought of the general asking about another person named Huai Yu made Zhou Qian deeply unsettled.

Regardless, he stared at Huai Yu. "Just tell me the truth. What do you think of General Wu Yue?"

What did she think of him?

Huai Yu thought about it again and again, but ultimately, instinct took over, and she spat out three words: "A total jinx."

"What?" Zhou Qian was stunned.

"I said he’s a jinx!

"He acts like a thief, stealing things while putting on a self-righteous front. And when he’s done, he just dusts off his hands and leaves without a single word of apology. Did he think I’d thank him just because he compensated me with points to build a new house?

"I was living perfectly fine on my own. Who asked him to come tear my house down?

"Hmph! Don’t think I don’t know that you were the one who figured out how to include all the furnishings in the application. And the ones who helped build my house were your friends and comrades."

Huai Yu grew angrier the more she thought about it.

The treehouse had been inconvenient in many ways, but it was something she had built with her own two hands, piece by piece.

Whether the ice sculptures Lin Xuefeng left behind had any actual sealing or protective abilities, they had been a crucial pillar of emotional support for her.

Back then, she had been living in the wilderness, completely ignorant of the world, without seeing a single living soul for days. Lin Xuefeng showing up in the dead of night had indeed scared her, but he had also taught her a lot.

Including how to kill.

In short, even though they had only spent one night together, his actions had spoken far louder than his words.

Huai Yu fumed at the memory. "They’re both generals, but when Lin Xuefeng left, he not only helped me clean up but also wove baskets and chopped wood for me!

"And look at that other guy—sneaking into my house like a thief and slashing two of my baskets to pieces!

"I haven’t even asked him for compensation for the ice sculptures yet!

"He really is bad luck."

She looked genuinely furious and deeply resentful. Taking it all in silently, Zhou Qian couldn’t help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

If she reacted like this, then Huai Yu probably wasn’t the person General Wu Yue was looking for, right?

At this thought, he couldn’t help but feel troubled again.

This young girl might be young, but she sure had a lot of secrets!

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