Yang Qiaoqiao looked at Huo Beixiao with some confusion, "Brother Xiao, where are we?"
The man met her eyes with gentle eyes, "Where does this place remind you of?"
A sudden idea flashed through Yang Qiaoqiao's mind, and she looked at the man with surprise and delight, "Our new home?"
Huo Beixiao fed her noodles while nodding with a doting smile.
After finishing their noodles, Huo Beixiao took Yang Qiaoqiao to see the layout of the entire house.
Their master bedroom has an ensuite bathroom with a large bathtub, making showering and bathing very convenient.
As Yang Qiaoqiao's gaze fell upon the large bathtub, the man's seductive voice rang in her ear, "Wife, would you like to take a bath? I'll give you a massage to relax while I'm at it."
Yang Qiaoqiao instantly recalled the scene of this man helping her take a bath last time, and she glared at him reproachfully.
In addition to the bathroom, the master bedroom also has a large walk-in closet.
Huo Beixiao resumed his serious demeanor and introduced, "Wife, I heard from Sister Xuejiao that wealthy people in Shanghai all provide their wives with a walk-in closet like this, specifically for storing clothes, shoes, hats, jewelry, and the like."
"Now that our walk-in closet is finished, although it's empty right now, don't worry, I'll definitely fill it to the brim within three years."
With the man so enthusiastic, Yang Qiaoqiao certainly couldn't let him down.
She turned around, stood on tiptoe, and kissed the man's chin. "Thank you, honey."
Huo Beixiao touched his chin, which his wife had kissed, and his lips stretched into a wide grin.
To the left of the master bedroom is a workspace specially prepared for Yang Qiaoqiao.
In the workshop, besides a desk and a sewing machine, there were also books related to fashion design that Huo Beixiao had specially collected.
On the other side of the master bedroom, Yang Qiaoqiao's eyes widened as she pushed open the door.
Cradles, rocking horses, rattles, wooden guns—all sorts of children's toys—this room has everything that existed in this era.
She turned to look at Huo Beixiao.
Huo Beixiao's long arm naturally hooked around her slender waist, pulling her into his embrace. "Wife, I've even prepared the baby's room. Everything is ready now, except for the baby. Let's try a little harder, okay?"
Yang Qiaoqiao originally wanted to look at more houses, but she unexpectedly succumbed to the man's seductive voice...
This whole ordeal lasted until well past midnight.
When Yang Qiaoqiao woke up again, it was already late afternoon.
The provincial capital is located in the south, where it rarely snows, but it is damp and cold.
Yang Qiaoqiao struggled with her inner thoughts for a while in bed, but Huo Beixiao didn't come in.
That's when I had no choice but to get up.
She was stunned by the sight of red everywhere she looked as soon as she stepped out of the room.
The sounds of lively laughter and chatter could be heard downstairs.
She hurried downstairs and saw Lin Xiaohui sitting at the dining table with several aunties from Yangjia Village, chatting and laughing while cutting out the character for "happiness" from red paper.
Before she could figure out what was going on, she saw Yang Jianguo directing people to move things, big and small, into the house.
"Brother, what are you and Mom doing? What's going on? Where's Beixiao?"
Hearing Yang Qiaoqiao's voice, Lin Xiaohui, who was cutting out paper-cut "double happiness" characters for the window, turned around and said with a smile, "Qiaoqiao, you're awake? Are you hungry? Mom will make you two sweet egg soups."
Before Jiang Qiaoqiao could say anything, Lin Xiaohui had already gone to the kitchen.
The aunties who came to help started talking all at once.
"Qiaoqiao, don't you know what's going on? Beixiao is going to give you a belated wedding banquet!"
"Qiaoqiao, you are so lucky to have found such a good man as Beixiao. He can make money and he is also very caring."
"That's right. When Beixiao invited us to cut the 'double happiness' character today, he specifically told us that you were tired last night and that we shouldn't wake you up."
...
The women laughed knowingly as they talked.
One of the aunties nudged Yang Qiaoqiao and asked, "Qiaoqiao, tell us, what did you do last night? Why are you so tired? Is your ox too good at plowing the fields?"
Yang Qiaoqiao: ...
Even though she had lived two lives, she had to admit defeat when these rural women made lewd jokes.
Just as she was feeling embarrassed, Lin Xiaohui came out of the kitchen carrying a bowl of sweet egg soup.
She placed the sweet egg soup in front of Yang Qiaoqiao, glared at the aunts, and said, "You aunts, how can you make such lewd jokes about your niece? Have you no shame?"
The aunties chuckled and continued cutting out the "double happiness" character while chatting and laughing.
Yang Qiaoqiao kept her eyes down and focused on eating her egg. She couldn't handle being teased by these aunties any longer.
After finishing the meal, she pulled Lin Xiaohui aside and asked in confusion, "Mom, why did Beixiao ask you to come to the new house to cut the 'double happiness' characters? Where did he go?"
Lin Xiaohui patted Yang Qiaoqiao's hand affectionately, "Bei Xiao went back to Yun County. He wants you to stay in the new house. He said he's marrying you, so he wants you to stay here to welcome the bride."
"This house is yours too. If he treats you badly in the future, he can kick you out anytime!"
Yang Qiaoqiao's eyes felt a little sore.
Although gender equality is advocated now, almost all men in this era still retain the male chauvinism of feudal society.
By holding the wedding in this way, Huo Beixiao was essentially marrying into her family.
A man from a humble background like Jiang Yongxian would be ashamed to marry into his wife's family, but Huo Beixiao arranged it this way to give her enough security.
Lin Xiaohui looked at Yang Qiaoqiao with relief, "Qiaoqiao, Beixiao is a good man. You two should live a good life together from now on."
"Yes!" Yang Qiaoqiao nodded emphatically.
It was only then that Lin Xiaohui asked her if her trip to Beicheng went smoothly.
Yang Qiaoqiao recalled how Lin Xiaohui, upon learning that she was sending Peng Cuiying to Beicheng, said with disappointment that Peng Cuiying was more like her biological mother.
Unable to resist, he grasped Lin Xiaohui's hand and said, "Mom, I'm sorry, I didn't discuss it with you before deciding to send her to Beicheng. Actually, in my heart, you will always be my only mother. I sent her to Beicheng because..."
"Mom knows." Before Yang Qiaoqiao could finish speaking, Lin Xiaohui interrupted her, "Your brother has already explained it to Mom. She'll only cause you trouble if she stays in Yun County. It's better to send her to Beicheng."
"Mom didn't think things through before."
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