My Loyal and Lovely Husband

Hearing the nickname, Little Rich, who stands by, is dumbfounded. He thinks that such a funny nickname must be the masterpiece of Jin Weiwei, a naughty and clever girl. But the nickname is quite suitable for the fat monk, who is just like a ball. “What are you laughing at?” Jin Weiwei cares more about her money. “Hurry up! How was my money swindled?”This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

Rubbing his head, that fat monk points to Jin Dabao who faints on the ground and says, “It is your bastard father, who took all the money and eloped with that widow. No single penny was left for you, I guess.” What? Last year? Jin Weiwei is confused about the whole thing. According to the fat monk, last year was not the first time he dug out money from the hallow tree, and all these money should be hers.

“Where does the money come from? Who gave me this money?” Asks Jin Weiwei, confused. The fat monk smiles, saying nothing but Amitabha Buddha mantra. After that, Jin Weiwei sees him turning around and flying away. “You haven’t answered my question. Come back!” Shouts Jin Weiwei, stamping anxiously. Viewing that Little Rich stands by indifferently, she gets a little bit angry and explains, “What are you doing there? Run after him!” shouts Jin Weiwei, pinching his arm hard.

Little Rich frowns and complains, “He has such an excellent flying skill. I can’t catch him.” “Hum! You are a hero in normal days, but a coward at the critical moment!” Says Jin Weiwei, with her mouth twitched. Jin Weiwei knows that the fat monk must be somebody who is a master in Chinese Kungfu. It is impossible for common people to catch up with him. However, watching him just flying away without any explanation annoys her very much; therefore, she vents her anger on Little Rich. “But… what should I do now?” Asks Jin Weiwei, holding a bundle of pay cheque, confusedly. “Take the pay cheque away and bury those silver coins in another place.” Little Rich makes a quick decision and takes out all the silver coins from the pit of that old pine. Then he runs to another tree, where he digs a hole and buries those silver coins there.

“Mark it? All the trees here look the same!” Looking around, Jin Weiwei is afraid that she can’t find the the tree where silver coins are buried. Hearing that, the helpless Little Rich shakes his head and says, “Take it easy. I know the right place.” “But what’s the point for you to know that? What if I want to withdraw money by myself?” Jin Weiwei disagrees with that. That’s not because he has no trust in Little Rich, but she has no idea about how to do with such a big sum of money. It seems that the money buried under the tree has been a great concern for her. Little Rich has nothing to do with him. Finding that there stands a bowl tree near that tree, he approaches that small tree and knocks it down with three palm attacks.

Jin Weiwei remembers that broken little tree. “How come! He hasn’t been awake!” Complains Jin Weiwei, kicking Jin Dabao, who still faints on the ground. Little Rich comes to him and checks. He says, “It is going to take a while, I think.” Jin Weiwei can’t help glaring at him. She has no time to wait for Jin Dabao to come back to himself. However, she doesn’t want to leave him alone in case something unpleasant happens. After all, four hundred taels of silver coins are buried there! “Let’s go back to the temple and ask who the hell is the fat monk anyway.” Jin Weiwei thinks that instead of waiting here, she would take the initiative to collect some information about that monk.

Jin Weiwei and Little Rich return to Quan’an Temple where there’s no fat figure among all those skinny monks. Without any intention of reconciling to herself, Jin Weiwei asks a young monk, “Excuse me? In your temple, is there a fat monk who looks like a round ball with a round face and a bulging tummy?” The young monk is confused by her description. He shakes his head and responds, “My patroness, you must be kidding me. Monks in Quan’an Temple are all strictly following the rules. We work hard and eat only plant food from sunrise to sunset. How can any monk in our temple be so fat as you described just now! Truly benevolent. (A Buddhist term indicating the end of a conversation)”

Hearing that, Jin Weiwei knows that the fat monk couldn’t be there in the Quan’an Temple. Of course, she feels angry about that, because it is impossible for them to find him. “We will meet someday, if we are destined.” Says Little Rich without hesitation. His words are not only for comforting Jin Weiwei because his intuition tells him that there must be some special link between Jin Weiwei and that fat monk. Thus, it won’t be long for their meeting.

Jin Weiwei thought that if Jin Dabao is still in a coma when they come back, she will beat him up until he wakes up. However, the moment he wakes up, Jin Dabao finds that Jin Weiwei and Little Rich standing in front of him with a look of deep concern. “What? Why are you lying there? What’s up with you, my father.” Says Jin Weiwei. With his mind being in a haze, Jin Dabao gets up, touches his back neck where a dull pain spreads through his body and he tilts his neck forward and back in order to check whether it can move or not. After that, Jin Dabao is still confused about what happened just now. He is still in a daze!

Rubbing his eyes, and looking around, he finds himself standing in the forest at the back of the temple. With a glance at the pit at the foot of that pine tree, he feels as if a thunder were striking his head. He immediately finds something has gone wrong. “Money! Where is my money?” Shouts Jin Dabao, pouncing to that pit as if he is eager to find something. Seeing that, Jin Weiwei and Little Rich look at each other and smile. “Dad, what’s up with you. Money? What are you taking about?” Says Jin Weiwei, grabbing the insane man, Jin Dabao. He asks eagerly, “Money! My money disappears! Have you ever noticed my money?” “What money, Dad? Little Rich and I only found you lying on the ground, nothing else. We thought there was something wrong with your health! We were scared to death!” Says Jin Weiwei with one hand putting on her chest, pretending to be worried about him. Jin Dabao has no intention to give up finding his missing money. He walks around the pine tree for several rounds, seeing no sign of the silver coins. He simply breaks down for his searching for the missing money is in vain.