Steam Era: The Lord of 'Puluo' Chapter 1182 85: Sour and Bitter

Li Banfeng looked at Zhao Xiaowan, holding the phonograph in his arms.

Zhao Xiaowan looked at Li Banfeng, pursed her lips, and asked: "Little Servant is here, doesn't husband want to hug me?"

Li Banfeng hugged the phonograph and said: "Isn't this a hug?"

Zhao Xiaowan looked at the phonograph, then at Li Banfeng: "Does husband like hugging this?"

Li Banfeng held the phonograph tightly and said: "Haven't we always hugged like this?"

Zhao Xiaowan rubbed her forehead, feeling a wave of dizziness.

Hong Ying sighed lightly: "Xiaowan, the man you chose yourself, you have to accept your fate even if you have to grit your teeth."

Zhao Xiaowan was furious, raised a board to hit Hong Ying, but in her anger, her soul couldn't stay attached to the puppet and suddenly returned to the phonograph.

"You crazy man, am I not pretty enough? Am I not good-looking? Everyone else is staring, why don't you take another look!" The phonograph waved its needle, wrestling with Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng hugged the phonograph, cheek pressed against the big horn: "Aren't I always looking at you? Let's go, wife, let's go to the night market!"

Back in the phonograph's body, the wife didn't really want to go out: "You go by yourself, I'll stay home, I turned back to my original form and you didn't like it, might as well stay a phonograph forever, and you're satisfied!"

"No matter what form you take, you're my beloved wife!" Li Banfeng carried the phonograph to the door.

"Hohoho!" The Old Man laughed heartily and opened the door.

Once they were out the door, Red Lotus felt a pair of eyes watching her and the puppet.

"Hong Ying," the Old Man instructed, "send Red Lotus and everything she made back to the Ninth Room. Since Ah Qi doesn't like it, don't keep it here as an eyesore."

Hong Ying looked at the puppet, utterly puzzled: "Such a beautiful woman, how could Qi Lang not like her? Does he not favor this gentle beauty and prefer a more valiant woman?"

Thinking of this, Hong Ying suddenly realized: "Red Lotus, let's discuss, make me a puppet in my original form another day."

Before Red Lotus could reply, the Old Man snorted: "Girl, you're really clueless. Ah Qi doesn't like that thing, what's the point of you having it made?"

Hong Ying argued: "It's not that he doesn't like Xiaowan's looks; he never said he doesn't like me."

The Old Man laughed: "Yes, he likes your strong build, good at moving bricks and carrying dirt. Have you forgotten about the Sweet Melon incident so soon?"

Hong Ying angrily moved Red Lotus to the Ninth Room, and after more than half an hour, Red Lotus faintly heard the Old Man's snoring, he was asleep.

The Ninth Room girl attached to the puppet spoke: "What on earth is that crazy man thinking, letting such a beauty go and going out clutching a phonograph, you wouldn't find another like him in the entire Puluo State!"

"Indeed, Puluo State has only one like him," Red Lotus sighed, "this time I've worked for nothing."

"No way! I have to think of another way, no matter what, I must make him take me out!"

"You think of something yourself, don't involve me again." Red Lotus recalled the feeling of being watched earlier in the main room, that gaze filled with mockery and murderous intent sent chills to her Lotus Heart.

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Li Banfeng wandered through the night market with his wife, saw two pieces of jewelry that his wife really liked but thought were too expensive, and was torn for quite a while.

Went to the rouge shop and saw a box of rouge which seemed a nice color, but the scent was too strong, and again was torn for quite a while.

Li Banfeng said: "Beloved wife, husband has money, no need to agonize, buy them and choose later."

"Choosing later is fine, but what about what's leftover? If it's thrown away, it's such a waste..." his wife was torn again.

"The leftovers can go to Hong Ying."

"Giving it to her is fine, but if the girl doesn't appreciate it, I'll feel uneasy."

This was unusual.

His wife was usually a bit frugal, but night market items were not enough to trouble her this much.

Why was she so unusual today?

Li Banfeng bought everything his wife liked, and his wife got anxious: "If you keep wasting money like this, I won't go out with you anymore."

"How can this be wasteful!" Li Banfeng took the bought items back to the house and set them in front of the phonograph, "Going to the market is for shopping, you have to choose things, picking things at the market is still picking things, if the market choosing isn't enjoyable, let's just take them home and leisurely pick, from start to finish, there's no problem."

The excuse was ready.

The phonograph thought for a moment, found some sense in his words.

"But what about what's leftover? We spent money on this!"

Li Banfeng said: "Leave the leftovers for the family, whoever pleases the wife gets it, and we'll consider it as if the whole family went to the market."

Hearing these words, his wife felt much relieved: "The family usually stays in the house, we really should get out more."

Thinking of this, his wife's mood brightened considerably, and the previous indecision vanished.

Watching his wife joyfully picking things, Li Banfeng wore a smile but felt a surge of nervousness in his heart.

The phonograph's previous mood was like a tangled ball of thread, and now it was better because Li Banfeng used the Foolish Cultivation Technique to smooth the thread, solving the knots.

But where did these heart knots come from? Did it have to be the Foolish Cultivation Technique to unravel them?

"Husband, don't just buy things for Little Servant, get yourself something too!"

Li Banfeng thought for a moment and said: "There's nothing much I want to buy."

"Look at your clothes, they're torn, buy a new one."

After a fight with a bunch of fake Coachmen, Li Banfeng's jacket was torn in several places, truly beyond repair.