Spoiled By the Young Master After Reborn In the 80s

Chapter 29: Twenty-eight, Token Chapter 29: Twenty-eight, Token “Does it hurt a lot?” Feeling Luo Shu’s tremble, Lu Hanmo looked up at her and his hands became gentler as they massaged her.

Luo Shu shook her head slightly, a bit shyly, “Brother Lu, this is fine, thank you.” She couldn’t very well admit that she was reacting this way because his massage felt so good. She didn’t have the nerve for that.

Lu Hanmo’s lips curved slightly, and he poured some more medicinal wine into his hand, carefully massaging Luo Shu once more before standing up and saying, “Don’t walk around for the next couple of days.”

Luo Shu obediently nodded, “Brother Lu, I’ll get the token for you.” She couldn’t let anything happen to Lu Hanmo’s grandfather. Even though she could treat Old Master Lu’s illness, his status was too special, and even if Lu Hanmo were willing to trust her, his family wouldn’t feel assured entrusting Old Master Lu to her for treatment.

Besides, no matter whether her past self existed in this world or not, she hoped the Luo Family would form this connection with the Lu family.

“Alright.” Lu Hanmo tenderly stroked Luo Shu’s hair but paused and his ears turned slightly red when he realized what he was doing. However, considering that Luo Shu would be his wife in the future, he felt at ease at heart.

“Help me over to the wardrobe, I’ll get it for you,” Luo Shu said, pointing to a wardrobe not far away.

“Sister, what do you need? I’ll get it for you,” Luo Shan interjected from the side.

“It’s better if I do it, you won’t be able to find it.” The token was currently in her space, and she would have to get it herself.

Lu Hanmo picked up Luo Shu again and stepped toward the wardrobe. Smelling the faint fragrance coming from her, he felt an immense sense of satisfaction.

“Ah!” Luo Shu exclaimed softly, her blush deepening. In that moment, she felt as if her heart no longer belonged to her, she could even hear her own heartbeat clearly.

Seeing Luo Shu’s delicate red face, Lu Hanmo’s smile deepened almost imperceptibly. Marrying her really didn’t seem like such a bad idea.

Luo Zheng and Luo Shan exchanged a glance, feeling somewhat happy but more concerned. From the aura exuding from Lu Hanmo, they knew he wasn’t an ordinary man, and his family background must be significant. Would his family accept their sister? They had heard that wealthy families were the most concerned with matching social statuses.

“Someone come out and help me deal with this wild boar. Damn, it nearly killed me!” Mo Shaoze’s voice, tinged with exhaustion, came from outside the door.

“Sister, did you guys catch a wild boar?” Hearing about the wild boar, both Luo Shan and Luo Zheng’s eyes lit up. They had never seen a wild boar before.

“Yeah, go out and take a look, it’s a big one.” Luo Shu let Lu Hanmo set her down, and leaning on him, she reached into the wardrobe and pulled out a handkerchief wrapped around something, handing it to Lu Hanmo, “Brother Lu, the token is wrapped in this handkerchief.”

Lu Hanmo unfurled the handkerchief and saw a silver rectangular token inside, with intricate patterns engraved on both sides, and the words ‘Benevolent Heart, Benevolent Skill’ in the center.

“Luo Shu, thank you!” Lu Hanmo took Luo Shu’s hand, his deep eyes smiling as he gazed at her. With this token, his grandfather could be saved.

Luo Shu felt somewhat embarrassed under Lu Hanmo’s gaze as she heard the sound of happy laughter from outside, “Let’s go out and have a look.”

“Alright!” Lu Hanmo extended his hand, wanting to pick up Luo Shu.

Luo Shu quickly said, “Brother Lu, my foot is much better now, you just need to support me.” She heard Aunt Chen’s voice outside and didn’t want the old couple to see Lu Hanmo carrying her. Although Aunt Chen and her husband were good people, the era was still quite conservative, especially regarding a girl’s reputation, which was very important.

Seeing Luo Shu insist, Lu Hanmo had no choice but to give up and slowly helped Luo Shu walk outside.

“Luo Shu, what’s wrong with your foot? And who is he?” Aunt Chen was somewhat surprised to see Luo Shu limping out, supported by Lu Hanmo, and asked.

Luo Shu gave Lu Hanmo a look and said, “He is my cousin. I twisted my foot accidentally when I was in the mountains.”

“Then you must take good care of it, a sprained muscle or bone can take a hundred days to heal,” Aunt Chen said with concern. She had gone to Zhihe’s home today and mentioned the old man’s illness to Zhihe. After hearing about it, Zhihe was overjoyed and insisted that when she returned, she must persuade Luo Shu to treat his boss’s son. Now that Luo Shu’s foot was injured, she felt it was inappropriate to bring it up.

“Thank you for your concern, Auntie,” Luo Shu replied with a smile. Seeing Aunt Chen’s somewhat conflicted expression, she knew Aunt Chen had something to tell her. If her guess was right, it was related to Chen Zhihe.

After Mo Shaoze and the other two finished dealing with the wild boar, Luo Shu had Luo Zheng divide the wild boar into two portions. They gave half to Mo Shaoze’s group to take back to the base, and with the other half, Luo Shu had Luo Zheng and Luo Shan marinate the meat. As for selling the wild boar meat in the market, she didn’t even consider it.

Looking at the basin full of pig offal, Luo Shu’s eyes brightened. She turned to Lu Hanmo and said, “Brother Lu, I’ll cook the pig offal for you to eat before you leave.” As the saying goes, to win a man’s heart, you must first conquer his stomach. With such a good opportunity to show off her skills, how could she waste it?

“No need, you should rest well, we’ll be going now,” Lu Hanmo declined. Naturally, he could not allow Luo Shu, with her injured foot, to cook for them.

“I’m already fine, trust me, it will heal quickly,” Luo Shu didn’t give Lu Hanmo the chance to refuse, called Luo Shan over, and, step by step, slowly walked toward the kitchen.

Lu Hanmo smiled helplessly, and he himself hadn’t noticed that the gaze with which he watched Luo Shu carried a hint of indulgence and tenderness.

He took steps toward the kitchen. He had to watch over her, lest she sustain a second injury.

Although Luo Shu had injured her foot, her movements were hardly affected; in just over half an hour, she had prepared four dishes and a soup.

Looking at the dishes placed on the table, emitting an enticing aroma, Mo Shaoze couldn’t help swallowing his saliva, “It smells so good! I’ve been hungry for a long time.” He hadn’t tasted the food yet, but he knew it wouldn’t disappoint. He had eaten the radish and pork meatballs Luo Shu had made before.

Luo Shu sat down with the support of Lu Hanmo, picked up chopsticks, and reached to put some food into Lu Hanmo’s bowl, “Brother Lu, you should eat more.”

“This really is favoritism!” Mo Shaoze said sourly as he unceremoniously picked up his chopsticks and took a bite. Since Lu Hanmo, the person concerned, wasn’t worried, what use was it for him, an outsider, to fret?