Even though Ma Lian 'er had returned, the atmosphere was somewhat depressing after the commotion. Lord Min and Deputy Ma were no longer in the mood to chat and changed the topic to official affairs. Magistrate Huang only listened with a smile and rarely interfered with official affairs.
As a subordinate and junior, Yang Ling naturally had to take on the responsibility of making toasts and harmonizing the atmosphere. He drank a few more cups and only left late at night.
It started to snow lightly again and the cold wind blew the snowflakes straight up his neck. Yang Ling drank until his head was swollen and his face was hot. He hid his hands in his sleeves and hummed a modern song that he had forgotten the name of. He slowly turned into the alley where his family lived.
When he arrived at the door, he wanted to knock. He did not expect to see a light as he gently pushed the door open. He saw Han Youniang sitting in front of a low table with her hands supporting her chin. When she heard the door open, she looked up and saw him coming in. She immediately welcomed him with joy.
Yang Ling was surprised and said, "Young-niang, it's so late. I thought you … were already asleep."
He looked around and saw that the stove was still half-lit and the pot's lid was still faintly steaming. Han Youniang came forward to help him brush off the snowflakes and softly said, "Hubby, are you too busy with official affairs? Young-niang wanted to go to the yamen to ask, but she was afraid of being laughed at, so she could only wait here for you to come back. "
Yang Ling felt ashamed and stuttered, "Ah … Lord Min asked me to go with him, but I left in a hurry and didn't have time to tell you. You silly girl, why did you wait for so long? Just rest for a while. You … have you eaten? "
Han Youniang smelled the alcohol on his breath and knew that he had gone to drink. She listened to his words and felt relieved. She helped Yang Ling to sit on the kang and squatted down to help him take off his shoes. She knocked off the snow and dried it by the stove. She then poured a bowl of water and brought it back, saying, "Hubby, the water is warm. Drink some to moisten your throat. After you sleep, Young-niang will go eat. "
When Yang Ling heard her words, he thought of the script he saw tonight. He couldn't help but grab her hand and said, "Young-niang, you are my wife, not my servant. You shouldn't serve me like this. Sigh! You're so young and so cute. You should be loved and protected by others. "
Hearing his words, Han Youniang blushed slightly and shyly struggled to free her hand, but she did not struggle free and let him hold her. She was moved and said, "Xianggong is very … very …" She was too embarrassed to say the word 'love', so she had no choice but to say, "Xianggong is very good to me. Besides, us women should do our best to serve our husband. What does this have to do with me? Hubby dotes on Young-niang, Young-niang understands, but hubby shouldn't spoil me so much, you'll spoil me. "
Yang Ling couldn't help but be speechless. The world was like this. If he forcefully instilled some 21st century ideas into her, he was afraid that she would be scared to death. Although the moral code and the principle of husband as wife were used by men to poison women, after thousands of years, women not only consciously obeyed these ideas, but also felt that it was natural and even carried it forward.
Most of the 'Women's Commandment' and 'Women's Teachings' were written by women to set an example for all the women in the world. Young-niang was already very few people who showed her face in public and found some work in a tailor's shop. Nowadays, most women only stayed at home to support their husbands and raise their children. If they didn't want her to serve their husbands, would they want her to pursue her own career? Thinking about it this way, it seemed that he had a clear conscience to enjoy her gentleness and service.
Seeing Yang Ling yawning drunkenly, Han Youniang hurriedly helped him take off his outer clothes and said, "Hubby, you should take off your clothes and rest first." Yang Ling sleepily grunted and helped her take off his outer clothes. He pulled a pillow over and turned over to sleep. He muttered, "I really can't hold on any longer. Quickly eat some food and go to sleep."
Han Youniang grunted in agreement. She lifted the collar of her robe and patted it, wanting to fold it and put it away. Suddenly, there was a clatter and something fell from the robe. Han Youniang curiously picked it up to take a look. Under the light of the oil lamp, she could clearly see that it was an exquisite women's pouch. Not only was the material of the pouch exquisite, but it also carried a delicate fragrance. Her little face suddenly turned deathly white.
Her hands trembled violently. She wanted to open it to take a look, but it seemed like she didn't know. If she didn't open it, then she could deceive herself and pretend that nothing had happened. After hesitating for a long time, she finally couldn't hold back her curiosity. She gently opened the pouch and took out a sparkling and translucent pearl.
Under the light of the lamp, the color was very beautiful. Han Youniang couldn't help but widen her eyes, "This thing is very beautiful. Is this the pearl that people talked about? How could Hubby have this kind of thing on him? And it's even in a woman's pouch. He … he has a woman outside? "
Thinking of this possibility, Han Youniang felt extremely sad. No wonder after her husband recovered from his illness, he still hadn't performed the ceremony of husband and wife with her. Before they got married, Auntie and Auntie had taught her that husband and wife had to … they had to perform the ceremony to be considered husband and wife. The white handkerchief that Auntie gave her to test for bleeding was still pressed in the box.
Her heart couldn't help but panic, "Could it be that Hubby is not only playing around outside, but also … looking for an excuse to divorce me. Is that why he doesn't touch me? Looking at this pouch and jewelry, that woman is definitely not a woman from an ordinary family. If Hubby likes her, then of course he wouldn't take her as a concubine. I only thought that he had just recovered from his illness, so he didn't think about this matter. I'm a woman, if he didn't mention it, then naturally I would be too embarrassed to say it. I didn't think that he … he … "
In a daze, Yang Ling pulled the quilt over. He felt that it was uncomfortable to sleep in stockings, so he pulled the string on his stockings and threw them to the side. He found that the light was still flickering, so he turned around and saw Han Youniang sitting on the edge of the kang bed with her back facing him. Her tender shoulders were shaking and there was a faint sound of sobbing coming from her.
With this scare, he woke up a bit. He quickly turned over and sat up. He pulled Han Youniang's shoulder and saw that the tears on her face were like a string of broken beads. She was crying very sadly. He quickly hugged her slender waist and coaxed her with heartache, "Young-niang, what's wrong with you? Why are you so sad?"
Han Youniang quickly wiped her tears, turned her head and whispered, "Hubby, do you dislike Young-niang for not serving you well enough? Do you want to … to divorce Young-niang?"
Yang Ling saw that she was crying so sadly, so he felt pity and pain in his heart. He quickly said, "Young-niang, why do you say that? You've been working hard with me these days without any complaints or regrets. Yang Ling knows it very well. How could I do that kind of thing?"
Han Youniang spread out her palms and said quietly, "Hubby, if not, where did this bead come from? You … don't lie to me anymore. "
When Yang Ling saw the pearl, he suddenly understood. He laughed and put his arm around Young-niang's thin shoulder. Han Youniang stubbornly broke away from his shoulder. She had learned martial arts since she was a child. If she really wanted to resist, Yang Ling really couldn't hold her.
Yang Ling knew her. She had always been as gentle as water and had never disobeyed him. She simply didn't live like a fresh and lively woman. At this time, seeing her little temper, he found it very interesting. He once again put his arm around Young-niang's shoulder. Han Youniang struggled twice and Yang Ling also increased his strength. Han Youniang no longer struggled and just turned her head away from him.
Yang Ling picked up the pearl and said with a smile, "Young-niang, is this pearl beautiful? It's going to be the New Year soon. I'll find a craftsman to thread it and make a necklace for you, okay? "
Han Youniang turned her head in surprise and said in surprise, "This pearl … is for me?"
Yang Ling blinked and pretended to be surprised, "If I don't give it to you, are you giving it to me? Have you ever seen a man wearing a necklace? "
Han Youniang blushed, but when she thought of the pouch, she couldn't help but stutter, "But … but this pouch … didn't you have another woman outside?"
Yang Ling's heart skipped a beat as he recalled Ma Lian 'er's beautiful face. Even though the two of them had no secrets, Ma Lian' er had feelings for him. It was also a fact that he really liked this beautiful girl. Feeling a little guilty, he took the robe from the edge of the kang bed and rummaged through it for a while. He took out two ingots of silver and said, "Oh … you're talking about this? I drank too much and was so sleepy that I wanted to sleep. That's why I didn't have time to tell you. Today, I actually helped him with the lawsuit. Deputy Ma invited Lord Min and me to a meal. During the meal, he gave me forty taels of silver as a token of gratitude. These pouches and pearls are gifts from Miss Ma who came to our house that day. Please don't misunderstand."
Han Youniang had never seen such a big ingot of silver in her life. Forty taels of the best quality silver was an astronomical figure. She opened her eyes wide in surprise, "Oh my god, you just helped him think of a way and you got so many gifts?"
Yang Ling stuffed the ingots of silver into her hand and said with a smile, "Wife, keep it. Are you relieved now? Are you not sad anymore? "
The ingots of silver felt cold and heavy in her hand. Han Youniang blushed at his teasing. She bit her lips and her panicky heart was almost at ease. She thought that since her husband was drunk and might not remember what he said tomorrow, she might as well ask him some questions at once. She made up her mind and suddenly put down the ingots. She raised her sleeve to cover her face and said shyly, "Young-niang … Young-niang has something to ask you. Please don't make fun of Young-niang."
Yang Ling felt strange and said, "What is it? Well, today, Young-niang daren will ask questions in court. I, Yang, will tell you everything I know. Please ask. "
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