Chapter 15 The Shrew and the Lecher
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The eyes on the other side of the cave, like two glass balls, were fixedly gazing at Wen Zhixu. The sunlight pressed down, making her eyelashes distinct, like the lines of his calligraphy practice in his childhood.
His back suddenly tensed. The dog beside him followed suit, lowering its body and scratching the ground with its paws.
Lin Xihe was still furious after receiving Wen Zhixu's handwritten letter announcing the annulment of the engagement. Now that the instigator was practically offering himself up for punishment, given her personality, she had no choice but to retaliate with a vengeance.
Lin Xihe thought for a moment and realized that she was a modern civilized person from a thousand years in the future, and she was not a shrew.
Did these people in ancient times, who were arranged into marriages by their parents, ever experience the joy of free love?
Thinking of this, Lin Xihe wasn't so angry anymore.
Go ahead and withdraw; her "retaliation" will come soon enough anyway.
"Hello, Little Black." Lin Xihe ignored the order of the characters and greeted the mouth tube that was struggling to emerge from the cave entrance.
She came again, rambling incoherently. Wen Zhixu reached out and slapped down the dog's excited paws.
Mo Hu was unconvinced and bared his teeth at him.
Wen Zhixu's anger flared—this loyal guard dog had actually betrayed him for an outsider? He immediately slapped Mo Hu's buttocks.
He withdrew his strength from the palm strike, but Mo Hu seemed to have suffered a great injustice, letting out a series of mournful cries and sobbing as he sought refuge from Lin Xihe.
Lin Xihe asked, displeased, "Why did you hit Xiao Hei?"
The dog strained its muzzle, whimpering.
“His name isn’t Xiao Hei, it’s Mo Hu,” Wen Zhixu corrected her.
"Is there anything wrong with calling a black mongrel 'Little Black'?" Lin Xihe said dismissively.
The moment the words "earth dog" were uttered, Mo Hu's whimpering abruptly stopped.
Wen Zhixu, with the meticulousness characteristic of a scholar, tried to explain to Lin Xihe that he had purchased the dog from a Persian merchant at a high price.
"Oh~ you thought Xiao Hei was a Rottweiler, but after raising it for a while you found out it's a Chinese rural dog. Wen Zhixu, you're so gullible!" What's the difference between this and buying a miniature pig and being tricked into raising it into a 300-pound fat pig?!
Lin Xihe laughed so hard her shoulders shook: "I can't take it anymore! Hahahaha..."
I was speechless for a moment when writing this preface.
Let's not delve into the exact breed of the Rottweiler. The Chinese Rural Dog—a name that evokes a sense of rustic charm—how did it become synonymous with a mongrel?
The dog hole's field of vision was confined to a small circle. He could only watch Lin Xihe's figure roll through the hole, disappear for a moment, and then roll back laughing.
He was utterly baffled: Was it really that funny?
Wen Zhixu didn't have many impressions of Lin Xihe, except that he was a pleasing fool. Now he adds another: this person has an extremely low threshold for laughter and acts loudly.
At this moment, he and his beloved dog are enduring the merciless ridicule from a thousand years in the future.
Mo Hu was labeled a "country bumpkin" by Lin Xihe.
She labeled Wen as a "person of high concern to the Anti-Fraud Center".
A noisy chattering sound came from Tinghe Pavilion.
Since the Min mother and daughter paid out of their own pockets to compensate the Wen family for the repairs of their residence, Lin Zhaoheng no longer restricted their movement within the mansion.
As expected, as soon as her confinement ended, Madam Min led her daughter straight into Tinghe Pavilion: "Lin Xihe!"
The eldest daughter of the Lin family actually sought out a renowned doctor in Shengjing for the sake of a mere feathered beast!
"You good-for-nothing! Spending money like this!" Min, whose pockets were not exactly full, was so angry that her heart ached.
The girl in his sight vanished in an instant, and Wen Zhixu also heard the commotion across the way. What did the Lin family's affairs have to do with him? Just as he was about to get up, Lin Xihe's face reappeared through the dog hole.
"I've plugged up this hole."
"No need to inform me." The Second Young Master Wen's voice regained its usual coldness.
"Tch," Lin Xihe rolled her eyes twice, "I'm just afraid you'll dig a tunnel out in the middle of the night!"
"I, Wen, would never stoop to such a despicable act." If he were to dig a hole and break into a woman's boudoir, what would he be? A lecherous scoundrel?
"I'm afraid you'll steal my treasure," Lin Xihe declared confidently.
When Qingwu went to the falcon shop to inquire earlier, she learned something: this Second Young Master Wen was a regular customer of the Imperial Bird Garden, often purchasing exquisite birdcages and top-quality bird food. However, the shopkeeper couldn't say for sure what kind of precious birds the Second Young Master kept at his residence.
Therefore, Lin Xihe concluded that once Bu Bu Kang was restored, given Wen Zhixu's obsession with rare and exotic birds, he would definitely try every means to get his hands on a talkative crow if he saw one.
Who can blame him for having a bad reputation?
“Lin Xihe, you—” Wen Zhixu’s words came to an abrupt end.
With a muffled "thud," Lin Xihe moved a stone from the pond and blocked the dog hole completely.
With the view completely blocked by the rocks, hearing becomes exceptionally acute.
The preface to the text heard a woman's shrill voice—
"Lin Xihe! Come out here!" It sounded like the concubine of the Lin family.
“This is my home, you’re the ones who should leave,” the girl retorted without any politeness.
The two seemed to be arguing about getting a doctor.
The conversation flowed quickly, a noisy cacophony that wove together a web.
Lin Xihe: "I am happy to ask Dr. Qian for treatment, even if it's just to treat pigs, that's my freedom."
Min: "You!"
Lin Xihe: "Is it any of your business?"
Look at her, a shrew at heart, a born quarrelmaker. Wen Zhixu looked down, catching a glimpse of the two glaring mud stains on his knees, and a self-deprecating smile spread across his face. What was he worried about? Was he afraid Lin Xihe would suffer?
Suddenly, a deep female voice came from next door.
The Min family had accomplices.
Upon hearing the sound, Wen Zhixu stopped in his tracks.
The speaker seemed to be the concubine's daughter from the Lin family: "Mother, my sister can have her treated whoever she wants."
Lin Xihe retorted, "Stop pretending, you green tea b*tch."
Preface to the text: "?"
Listening to Lin Xihe's sarcastic tone, green tea, which is supposed to be an elegant thing, how did it become an insult when she said it? What a novel way of cursing!
"Are you feeling smug because Zhixu is on your side?"
In response, Lin Xihe burst into exaggerated laughter: "Him? On my side? Oh dear, I beg you two, please lock him up already, okay?"
The woman protested, "You said it yourself! I'll send the token to Brother Zhixu right now!"
Lin Xihe's tone was so light it was almost singing: "Okay, okay, go find your Zhi~ Xu~ gie~ gie~"
Preface to the text: "..."
The side gate of the Wen family mansion was more heavily guarded than usual.
Granny Wang came to deliver a token on the orders of the Second Miss.
She took two steps back, sized up Wen Ba who was guarding the door, and forced a smile: "The main gate is guarded, so why won't anyone be allowed in through the side gate? Could you please inform the Second Young Master?"
Wen Ba uttered three firm "no"s: "No, no meeting, no acceptance." He then waved his hand outside, signaling her to leave quickly.
Granny Wang's smile faded: "The second young lady of the Lin family doesn't just give her a sachet."
Wen Ba said impatiently, "Don't you understand? My second young master will not accept anything that belongs to Miss Lin."
At this moment, a carriage passed through the streets and alleys without any regard for people and came to a steady stop in front of the main gate of the Duke of Wen's mansion.
The coachman nimbly jumped down and said to the gatekeeper, "Please inform them that these are the medicinal herbs Miss Lin purchased for Young Master Wen."
The doorman cautiously confirmed, "Which young lady from the Lin family?"
The coachman laughed heartily: "Which other young lady in the Lin family is so considerate? Of course, it's the eldest young lady of the Lin family."
Before he finished speaking, the main gate driveway slowly opened, welcoming the carriage inside.
Granny Wang, who was standing guard outside the side gate in the cold wind, watched this scene unfold, her eyes red with anger: "Why was he allowed to go in?!"
Wen Ba, standing to the side, silently turned his face away: "..."
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