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Yu Yuelan's voice was full of heartache for her son, and she almost pulled Zheng off Cui Zhijun's back.
Cui Zhijun stood there stiffly, his wife on his back. He'd been with Yu Yuelan for twenty years, and he still hadn't figured out her temper. His mother was like an unpredictable cloud, sometimes clear, sometimes gloomy. She was truly unpredictable...
Why not just pretend you didn't hear it?
A thought came to Cui Zhijun's mind. He actually learned Zheng's rogue behavior.
Tai Shi Zheng, however, patted Cui Zhijun's neck in panic and whispered, "My dear, hurry up. Put me down."
But Yu Yuelan saw her like this, and it was really misunderstood: "Wife Zhijun, what did you say to my son? How dare you hit my son - Erlang? Son, did you hear what I said? Did your wife threaten you? Don't be afraid, I'm here, just let him go."
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were both in a drama, and he didn't dare to think which one would be performed today...
To make matters go away, Cui Zhijun resorted to some bluffing to stop the drumming. Seeing him put down his zither with reluctance, he quickly grabbed Yu Yuelan's arm and explained, "Mother, you misunderstood. My wife and I went back to my parents-in-law's house today for no reason. Unexpectedly, my wife sprained her ankle before we left, so I just carried her back. There's a reason for everything, and it wasn't the threat you're talking about."
"real?"
Yu Yuelan looked at Tai Shi Zheng in disbelief after hearing her son's words. "Which foot is sprained?"
Upon hearing this, Cui Zhijun exchanged a glance with Taishi Zheng, and dropped her left hand that he was holding. Cui Zhijun had thought that he and Taishi Zheng should have some tacit understanding, but unexpectedly, there was no tacit understanding at all when they opened their mouths... But how could this not be considered a tacit understanding?
"Left foot."
"Right foot."
Yu Yuelan narrowed her eyes as if she was displeased, "Which one is it?"
Unexpectedly, just as Cui Zhijun was about to speak, she stopped him, "Erlang, you are not allowed to speak. Zhijun's wife, you go ahead and speak—"
"To... to answer mother-in-law, I... I sprained my left foot first, then my right. I sprained both." Zheng said, pretending to be well-behaved while following Cui Zhijun. However, Yu Yuelan used her familiar questioning words, giving the person in front of her a strong sense of pressure, "Both sprained?"
"Ah...it's just my right foot that's more serious. But don't worry, mother-in-law. It shouldn't be a big deal if you go back and rest." Zheng's eyes wandered, finally landing on Cui Zhijun.
Worried? Yu Yuelan wasn't worried about her.
Cui Zhijun looked back at Taishi Zheng's eyes, and he probably understood what she meant. He quickly helped her and changed the subject, "Yes, my wife should be fine after a rest. But mother hasn't returned to her room to rest so late. What's the matter?"
Yu Yuelan was suddenly asked by her son, and she couldn't even remember what she was going to do. She tilted her head and asked Fu Qile, "Qile, what was I going to do?" Fu Qile looked anxious, "Madam, have you forgotten? It was the old lady who asked you to come over..."
There are always mountains beyond mountains and there are always grandmothers beyond grandmothers.
As soon as these words came out, Yu Yuelan exclaimed: "This is unbelievable, this is unbelievable."
She was so anxious that she forgot the direction, but she still said to Cui Zhijun: "My son, it's getting late, you should go back and rest. Mother still has to go to Fushou Pavilion, so I won't say much to you. Fu Qile, hurry up, go quickly. Don't go too late, or your third aunt will talk nonsense to the old lady-"
Fu Qile looked at Yu Yuelan's hurried figure and pointed to the east helplessly, "Madam, Fushou Pavilion is this way..."
Upon hearing this, Yu Yuelan hurriedly turned back from the west.
Seeing Yu Yuelan's anxious look, Tai Shi Zheng hurriedly said goodbye: "Mother-in-law, it's late at night, be careful on the road——"
Cui Zhiyun remained silent.
When the shadow in the distance stretched out and disappeared beyond the courtyard wall, Cui Zhijun stopped pretending and let go of Taishi Zheng. Then, without saying a word, Cui Zhijun turned around and walked away. Zheng looked up in confusion, "Why did you leave? Don't you care about me anymore?"
Cui Zhijun ignored her, so Zheng pretended to limp and followed him quickly.
Taishi Zheng came to Cui Zhijun and started chattering, "Cui Erlang, you said I sprained my ankle, how can you just leave like that? Well, I think you just want to take this opportunity to get rid of me, right?"
Cui Zhijun suddenly stopped and looked at the person next to her. Zheng was stunned by her and stopped as well.
But Cui Zhijun just looked at Taishi Zheng in the moonlight without saying a word.
"What are you...doing?"
Zheng frowned helplessly, but Cui Zhijun said, "Nothing, I'm just listening to you."
“…” Zheng felt a little embarrassed when he looked at her.
Unexpectedly, Cui Zhijun had also learned to use her own methods to deal with her. Unexpectedly, Tai Shizheng, this paper-made beast, immediately wilts and retreats, saying, "I won't say anything more. Let's go. It's too late, I'm sleepy, and I should go back."
Zheng ran away in silence.
Cui Zhijun slowly raised his head in the direction she left, with his hands folded behind his back. In the flickering light, one could not tell whether his expression was happy or sad.
All that remains is a bit of depth.
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Behind the door of Yinzhu Yatang, someone was skulking against the wall. Taishi Zheng, who was walking quickly, saw him and tiptoed over. "Hey, Song Laoliu, what are you doing hiding here? You can't be so brazen as to personally collect materials for your tabloid and lie against the wall!"
Zheng covered her mouth in disbelief, then gasped, "Wow, Song Mingyue, you have such a vicious heart."
"Oh my god, I'm scared to death."
Song Mingyue's first reaction was to be frightened by Zheng. How could this person walk without making any sound?
When she recovered, she pondered Zheng's words and quickly defended herself, "No, no, it's not what you think, sister-in-law! Although I like writing tabloids, I still have professional ethics. How could I be so complacent as to say so? I came here to—"
She still has professional ethics? Damn it!
Song Mingyue paused mid-sentence. Taishi Zheng looked back in confusion and saw Cui Zhijun approaching the door.
Zheng curled her lips and ignored him.
Cui Zhijun didn't even look at her, he just said, "Zhichou's wife, why are you here?"
The soft and clear voice lingered in her ears. Tai Shi Zheng turned around and looked at Song Mingyue, and she actually began to feel a little embarrassed. But when she heard Song Mingyue lower her head and timidly responded, "Second brother..."
Second brother? I'm called Second Sister-in-law, but he's the second brother? Zheng's eyes widened in disbelief.
What leverage does Cui Zhijun have on her?
But in fact, Song Mingyue didn't mean it. It was just that every time she saw Cui Zhijun, she would think of the past. When she thought of the past, she began to feel embarrassed to face Cui Zhijun.
Seeing her like this, Taishi Zheng tilted his head and poked the person next to him, "Wife Zhichou, can you please finish what you are saying?"
Song Mingyue, however, held onto Taishi Zheng's restless fingers, looked up at Cui Zhijun, and whispered, "Um...my sister-in-law came to tell my brother and sister-in-law that tomorrow is the beginning of winter. That idiot Cui Laosan asked me to invite my brother and sister-in-law from the first house to the Ginkgo Pavilion to sit around the fire and cook wine. Cui Laosan said it only happens once a year, and since it just happened to coincide with my second sister-in-law's new arrival, he wanted everyone to join in the fun."
"I wonder if my second brother is free?"
As Song Mingyue spoke, Zheng stretched out her fingers and shook them, but failed to break free from her restraints.
Cui Zhijun showed no extra expression when he heard this. He did not rush to respond to Song Mingyue, but instead turned his gaze to Taishi Zheng.
Zheng gave up struggling with Song Mingyue's grip on her fingers and said, "Let's sit around the fire and drink wine, all right. Your second brother is almost bored out of his mind. Let's go, we must go."
After getting his wife's approval, Cui Zhijun said to Song Mingyue, "Then I'll have to trouble my sister-in-law to tell Sanlang that we'll keep the appointment tomorrow."
"Okay, second brother, I'll tell that idiot right away. Then... second brother, I'm leaving now."
After saying this, Song Mingyue finally let go of Taishi Zheng.
Zheng held up her swollen fingers and blew pitifully. Song Mingyue turned away shyly, causing Zheng to stare at her pretentious back and not move for a long time.
At that time, Cui Zhijun stood at the porch and couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you going back yet?"
"Hui Hui Hui." Zheng came to her senses and walked towards him.
But just as they crossed the door with Cui Zhijun, Tai Shizheng couldn't help but ask curiously, "Hey, Erlang, do you think Big Brother will go to the fireside drinking party?"
Cui Zhijun didn't understand why she was so interested in her elder brother now, so he just shook his head.
Zheng's eyes turned when she saw this, and she ran into the bedroom happily, "Never mind, I haven't been drinking wine around the fire for a long time, and I'm really looking forward to it! Cui Erlang, I want to take a bath and go to bed early today. Don't fight with me--"
Cui Zhijun snorted softly and walked forward slowly.
Tai Shi Zheng rushed out of the bedroom with her change of pajamas and almost bumped into the door by Cui Zhijun.
-
Later, the couple, one was humming a song while bathing in the bathroom, while the other was sitting in the bedroom reading a book and soaking his feet. The two of them were quiet and did not disturb each other.
Cui Zhijun cherishes this rare opportunity to be alone.
He was so immersed in his book, so completely oblivious that he didn't even notice someone pushing the door open. Tai Shi Zheng wiped her wet hair and walked silently to Cui Zhijun. Seeing his focused expression, she moved a stool and sat down across from him.
During this time, Cui Zhijun still had no interest in the world outside the book.
After sitting down, Tai Shi Zheng stared at the steaming wooden basin under Cui Zhijun's feet for a long time, and somehow put her feet in it.
The fusion of ice and fire is different from the skin-to-skin contact of the past.
Cui Zhijun could no longer ignore such a touch. He suddenly took the scroll away from in front of him, looked at the person in front of him with lowered eyes and bare feet stepping on his feet in disbelief, and exclaimed in shock: "Tai Shi Zheng! What are you doing——"
"Foot soak?" Zheng raised her head with an innocent look on her face, and even rubbed Cui Zhijun's feet with her feet.
Cui Zhijun's eyes were blank. "Didn't you just wash? Why are you still like this?"
Zheng replied, "Yes, I have washed myself, but I saw you were enjoying the bath so I wanted to try it too. Is that not okay? There's so much water in this basin, one more person wouldn't make a difference."
"Take your feet out." Cui Zhijun said sternly, suppressing his shame.
Zheng smiled slightly, stretched out her hands to press down her knees, stepped on Cui Zhijun tightly and said shamelessly: "Cui Erlang, I tell you, I won't, I won't!"
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