What kind of questions are these?
Upon hearing Qin Xiang'e mention this, Qin Zheng stopped in his tracks, his brow furrowed, and he asked sternly, "Aunt, have you been talking about me and Ye Yun outside?"
"What?"
"Did you tell anyone that Ye Yun and I sleep in separate beds?" Qin Zheng asked bluntly. "Tian Xiaohui came to me today and said that you told others that Ye Yun and I sleep in separate beds."
Qin Xiang'e only realized that Tian Xiaohui had come to see Qin Zheng after hearing what Qin Zheng said.
"this……"
Why would that girl come looking for Qin Zheng?
She quickly explained, "Zhengzi, I didn't tell her about this. I was just cleaning the kang for you and Ye Yun this morning and I saw two quilts on the kang. I was curious, and when Tian Xiaohui's mother came to visit, I mentioned it to her."
At this point, Qin Xiang'e understood.
It must have been Tian Xiaohui's mother who went home and told Tian Xiaohui about it. Tian Xiaohui took it to heart and went to find Qin Zheng.
"You know, this girl is something else. You're all married now, how can she, a grown woman, still come to you and say things like that?" Qin Xiang'e slapped her thigh, feeling a bit prejudiced against Tian Xiaohui.
That girl is good, but sometimes she's not very bright.
You know, it's one thing for old women to chat about things on the kang (heated brick bed), but how could a young girl like her have the nerve to say it to a grown man like Qin Zheng?
"Aunt, you don't need to worry about these things anymore," Qin Zheng said with a stern face.
This touched a nerve with him.
He said it was fine with him, but he was uncomfortable with Ye Yun being brought along.
Qin Xiang'e looked troubled. "Zhengzi, you know I don't have any bad intentions. I'm just a little worried about you two. Does Ye Yun know that I talked about you two outside? Tell Ye Yun, but don't make her angry."
Qin Zheng did not respond.
He didn't know how much of what Tian Xiaohui said by the pit had been overheard by Ye Yun, but judging from Ye Yun's expression, she wasn't angry about it at all; she didn't take Tian Xiaohui's words seriously at all.
"Don't worry, Ye Yun isn't that petty," Qin Zheng simply said.
"So what are you and Ye Yun planning to do? She's your wife, and you're her husband. You can't keep sharing the same bed forever, can you?"
"Aunt, don't worry about it."
“Can I just ignore this? Zhengzi, it’s not that your aunt is being nosy, but I’m the only one in this family who can still make decisions for you. The old lady is getting old, and her health is declining day by day. I’m also hoping for some happy events in the family. The main reason is your wife. She’s educated and cultured. And you don’t have a good reputation. If you don’t cultivate a good relationship with her, I’m afraid that one day she might…”
“Building a relationship isn’t about having children. I respect my wife’s wishes. You should get some rest.”
Qin Zheng threw down a sentence, turned around, and left.
Qin Xiang'e felt as if she had a fishbone stuck in her throat.
This time, she stood helplessly by the yard, watching Qin Zheng return to the house, and sighed heavily in despair.
Putting everything else aside, she will never dare to talk about her family's affairs with anyone again.
Tian Xiaohui is something else. She looks like such an honest young woman, so why is she so unsure of herself?
Qin Zheng went back into the house.
The small room was dimly lit, with a kerosene lamp casting a faint, warm glow. Ye Yun, a delicate figure, sat quietly by the kang (a heated brick bed), gently tidying up the dowry deposit slips and the thousand yuan she had just withdrawn.
Seeing Qin Zheng enter, she looked up and smiled faintly, "You're back! Come and see, so much money!"
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