After catching up with the carriage, Tang Mingan had just jumped up and grabbed the reins when the curtain of the carriage was lifted.
"What's wrong?" Tang Ming'an asked, breathing slowly.
"I called you many times just now but there was no response. I thought something happened to you." Ye Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief as if she had survived a disaster, and sat aside holding her husband's clothes.
"Uh... maybe..." Before Tang Ming'an could think of how to make up a reason, Ye Qingyu's surprised voice interrupted his thoughts.
"Husband, when did these red spots appear on your clothes? They are still wet."
Ye Qingyu only felt that the hand that was grabbing her husband's clothes felt a little wet. She looked down and found many small red spots.
He also got some on his hands.
"Maybe it was the dye that got on in the cloth shop at some point." As he said this, Tang Ming'an held her husband's hand with his free left hand.
"Are there dyes in the cloth shop?" Ye Qingyu asked curiously, why didn't he know this?
"Yes, but it's in an inconspicuous place. You were only looking at the clothes so you didn't see it."
No matter whether there is dye or not, just get through it first!
"Really?" Ye Qingyu was still a little skeptical, but seeing her husband's sure expression, she finally believed it.
"Then I'll try to clean it when I get home."
"My husband can do the rough work of washing clothes."
"How can washing clothes be considered rough work?" Ye Qingyu was a little amused, "Besides, I washed clothes by myself before when you were not at home..."
"You wash? Didn't I buy someone to do the housework? Is she lazy and not doing it?" Tang Ming'an's face darkened.
When Tang Ming'an was at home, he was responsible for all the laundry and cooking. His little husband was too delicate and soft to do such rough work.
Before leaving, he went to the pawnshop and bought an older woman. He was afraid that if she was too young, she would have bad thoughts after a while.
He also made a special inspection before buying it, and found that the person was of good character.
I saw him after I came back yesterday. He was indeed diligent and quiet. Was he just pretending for him?
"What are you talking about?" Ye Qingyu patted him, "The most diligent person in the family is Nanny Fang. I just am not used to others washing my clothes."
"Then I'll wash it for you from now on." Tang Ming'an's expression relaxed and he spoke.
"Speaking of Madam Fang, she is old now. Isn't it inconvenient for her to do so much work?"
"Well, then what?" Tang Ming'an responded and asked back.
Ye Qingyu has never had to worry about food and clothing since she was a child. She is spoiled by her parents and brother at home, and by her husband after she got married.
His mother-in-law also loves him, and there is no conflict between them at all.
So he had no idea that there were people in this world who would work as servants just to have enough food to eat.
People of Nanny Fang's age are very common in wealthy families.
Young maids serve their masters, and when they get older they are assigned to do rough and heavy work, unless the master has developed feelings for them after serving them for a long time, then they will keep them.
However, Tang Ming'an would not deliberately let his husband know these things.
"I asked Madam Fang about her plans, and she said that she would settle down in Tangjia Village once she had enough money to redeem her indenture."
"Did she save enough?"
"It seems... enough?" Ye Qingyu was a little uncertain.
"Since it's enough, just redeem it if you want." Tang Ming'an said indifferently.
Anyway, the four children are old enough to wash their own clothes.
"From now on, I will wash the clothes at home, and you will be responsible for cooking, my husband." Just like before, Ye Qingyu said with a smile.
"I can't bear to let you do the laundry. Besides, the children are grown up and can wash their own clothes."
"If I don't do laundry, what am I going to do?"
"Tell me what else you can do at home?"
"Sweeping the floor, feeding chickens, ducks and pigs... and cleaning their pens, planting and watering vegetables..." Ye Qingyu spoke in a lower and lower voice, with a pitiful look on his face.
If I hadn't told you, I wouldn't have known that there are so many things to do at home. Wouldn't he be exhausted to death doing so much every day?
and……
"What are you mumbling?" The young man's voice was so low that Tang Ming'an couldn't hear clearly.
However, the husband's pitiful look is really pitiful, someone thought, trying not to laugh.
"Husband, do you think the pigsty will become smelly after I clean it?" Ye Qingyu said nervously, "Or... let's not raise pigs anymore."
"Pfft..." Tang Ming'an couldn't help laughing. He quickly coughed and said seriously, "If we don't raise pigs, what will we eat during the New Year?"
"Chickens and ducks?" Ye Qingyu asked uncertainly.
"Then the chicken and duck pens should also be cleaned regularly."
"Then...what should we do?"
After a long while, Ye Qingyu didn't hear her husband's voice. She looked up curiously and found that the man was trying to hold back his laughter and his face was red.
Ye Qingyu was so angry that she pulled back the hand he was holding and punched him a few times.
He is so mad!
"Okay, okay, stop hitting me. If you continue, it'll still be your hand that hurts." Tang Mingan quickly grabbed his hand.
“You…you bastard!”
"Yes, yes, I'm a bastard and my husband is the biggest bastard!" Tang Ming'an continued to curse as he said.
If you keep teasing me, I'm afraid I'll be so angry that I'll cry.
Here, a couple was flirting with each other, while on the other side, in the study of the county magistrate of the yamen, the atmosphere was solemn.
"Didn't you say that Tang Ming'an from the Tang family is just an ordinary farmer? Why didn't any of the people I sent out come back?"
Sitting opposite the county magistrate was a man of ordinary appearance, exuding a gloomy aura.
"Well..." The county commander wiped the sweat from his forehead and said nervously, "Maybe he...he learned a few tricks in the barracks. After all, he was able to come back alive, so he must have...some skills."
"How capable are they?" The man sneered. "My men have carried out countless assassination missions and always came back safe and sound. But they failed this time. How capable do you think they are?"
"This...this..." The sweat on the county commander's forehead kept coming out and he couldn't wipe it off.
"I'll give you one last chance. If you can't handle it well, forget about your family's lives."
The county magistrate's face turned pale instantly, and he stammered, "Okay...Okay."
After the man left, the county magistrate finally collapsed on the chair, sweat all over his face.
After a while, the study door was gently opened and the teacher walked in.
"My Lord, are you all right?"
"Nothing? Nothing at all!" The county magistrate glared at him fiercely and cursed, "How did you find out the information? Didn't they say he has no skills?"
"This... maybe the people below had a problem with their explanation, which led to misleading..."
The first group of people he sent were a bunch of thugs in town, although they told him that he was just an ordinary person and there was nothing wrong with him.
But when the master saw them limping away, he felt uneasy and sent a few people from the yamen to investigate.
As he expected, Tang Ming'an was indeed quite skilled and kicked a man in the yamen so hard that his chest was bruised.
However, after hearing what the county magistrate had just said, the master thought that this seemed not to be Tang Mingan's true strength.
"It was because of your negligence that I almost lost my life just now! What use do I have for you?!"
The county magistrate's words made the master look a little embarrassed.
But as a mere teacher, he could only curse this stupid old man in his heart.
"Then sir...what should we do now?"
"Do you still need to ask me about this? What do you do for a living?!" the county magistrate cursed.
The master lowered his head to calm himself down, and when he raised his head again he was a good master who made plans for the county magistrate.
But what he thinks in his heart, only he knows.
"Sir, why don't we press on and pursue him? Even though we failed this time, he certainly won't expect us to attack again. Let's catch him off guard!"
"That's a good idea." The county magistrate's eyes lit up. "Tell me about the plan."
"We can't defeat him alone, but he still has family. Let's do this..." The master came over and whispered his plan in the adult's ear.
As the county magistrate listened, his eyes lit up. "This is a good plan. Let's do it!"
"But what should we do with the manpower? No one in the government office can match him."
"This is not easy. That gentleman has a group of bloody executioners at his disposal..."
"This..." The county commander shuddered subconsciously when he thought of the coldness of the man just now.
Seeing the hesitation in the master's eyes, the master quickly advised, "Although it is possible to send people from the yamen, this will greatly increase the risk. If you want to be absolutely sure, you have to find professionals."
"Well...then I'll find some time to talk to that person?"
"That's right, but you have to act quickly. Once Tang Ming'an reacts, the situation will be unfavorable to us."
"All right." The county magistrate wiped his face.
He really didn't want to face the black-faced King Yan, but his entire family was in his hands.
After arriving home, Tang Ming'an took her husband to wash their hands immediately, for fear that he would smell anything.
I found an excuse to wash my husband's hands, and then changed my clothes.
As for the blood-stained clothes, they were destroyed by him.
When Tang Mingan came out of the room, he saw three children happily eating a candied haws each.
"Third sister, can you make Tanghulu?" Tang Silong licked the sugar skin of the Tanghulu and then looked at his third sister.
"It's not that difficult. As long as there is sugar, anything can be made into candied haws!"
"Wow! Can you really do anything?" Tang Silong said in shock.
Ye Qingyu was listening to the children's conversation when she suddenly saw her husband coming out of the room.
I walked up to him and asked, "Why did you change your clothes?"
"I'm sweating and it's wet and uncomfortable." Tang Ming'an said as he led his husband to the child.
"It's almost noon. Take your things and go to your grandfather's house."
"Dad, grandma just came over and said that my uncle will be back today!" Tang Silong said.
"Um."
Although it was not far, they had a lot of stuff to carry, so they ended up taking a carriage.
Ye Qingyu and her two children sat in the carriage. Her younger son, who was a little restless in front of Tang Mingan, sat outside with him.
Along the way, Tang Silong's voice kept ringing.
She either kept asking her father various questions, or greeted the villagers on the road and enthusiastically answered their questions to her father.
Hearing this, the three people in the carriage looked helpless.
Tang Mingan, who was sitting outside with his little son, had a look of despair on his face.
Although my little son is cute and silly, isn’t he too talkative? !
Fortunately, the Ye family arrived soon.
After stopping the carriage, Tang Ming'an got down and first picked up his youngest son, then his daughter, his second son, and finally his young husband.
"Grandpa! Grandma! Uncle! We are here!" Tang Silong, the first one to be carried down, ran over and knocked on the door as soon as he landed on the ground, shouting loudly inside.
"I'm here! Dear grandson, wait for grandma to open the door for you!" A strong voice came from inside the door. It was Ye Qingyu's mother.
Not long after, the door opened and an old lady with neatly combed hair came out.
"Grandma!" Three children's voices rang out at the same time.
"Yeah!" Grandma responded, smiling very happily.
"Mom." Ye Qingyu walked over and supported his mother.
Ye's mother patted his hands, smiled and said nothing, but looked at Tang Mingan in front of her.
"Mother-in-law." Tang Ming'an walked over carrying something.
"Hey, I'm glad you're back safely." Mother Ye patted her son-in-law's arm and said with a smile.
"You're here, why are you buying so many things? You still have four children, why don't you make plans early and save money..." Ye's mother nagging, but the smile on her face showed that she was still very happy.
"It's still far away, no rush." Ye Qingyu said.
At this time, a tall man in a long gown with a scholarly air came out and asked, "Why are you standing outside the door and not coming in?"
This is Ye Qingyu’s elder brother Ye Qimin.
"Look, I totally forgot about it. Come in, come in!" Ye's mother quickly called them in.
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