Chapter 146 Rules You must always stand by me unconditionally...
Song Jin wanted to set rules for Ji Shubai, but Ji Shubai didn't think it was a big deal. He just sat there upright, with his hands resting on his knees, listening to Song Jin setting rules for him.
"First of all, you have to stand by me unconditionally forever. Can you do it?"
Ji Shubai pursed his lips and squinted his eyes, but did not answer immediately. Song Jin immediately became anxious and bent down: "Can you do it?"
"able."
Ji Shubai agreed with a smile, but Song Jin laughed so hard that he lost his confidence. Could it be a trick?
"What I mean is that even if my father and I have a disagreement, you should stand by me, understand?"
"clear."
Song Jin was slightly satisfied, he stood up straight, paced and continued: "Second, you have to listen to me, you are not allowed to get angry with me, and you are not allowed to hit others."
When Ji Shubai heard Song Jin mention beating someone, a trace of guilt flashed across his face. He turned around and held Song Jin's hand: "I will never hit you again. I will listen to you, okay?"
The sudden confession made Song Jin shy: "That's better."
"And the third one?"
Song Jin rolled his eyes and said, "I'll keep the third one for now and think of it later."
Ji Shubai smiled and said, "Okay." Then he helped the man sit down and said, "Since we have to make three rules, it's my turn now?"
"ah?"
"First of all, you are not allowed to act impulsively. If you encounter any difficulties, you should inform me in advance and not cause any trouble."
Song Jin: “…”
It was indeed a trap.
"Did you hear that?"
"Listen, I hear you."
"As for the second one, I will be your husband in the future, you should put me first..."
"What about me?" Song Jin interrupted hurriedly.
"You are naturally number one in my heart."
"Oh, that's more like it. What about the third one?"
Ji Shubai poked Song Jin's nose and said, "I'll keep it for later."
"So, what should we do then?"
Whether in the previous life or this life, this was Song Jin's first time getting married. He was very excited, but he didn't know what the specific rules were. However, one thing was certain, and that was the dowry.
Could Ji Shubai be very wealthy? Judging from the furniture in his home, he didn't seem to be very wealthy. He didn't wear jade or spend thousands of gold coins when he went out. Maybe his brocade clothes were gifts from the Chai family.
He seems... to be an honest official.
An honest official is roughly equivalent to being poor.
Ji Shubai was not wealthy in the officialdom, but thanks to his close relationship with the Chai family, he did not receive many gifts of real money and silver. He did receive a lot of clothes every season, and spices were also prepared and sent to him, so he was very respectable when he went out. As for real money and silver...
He was alone, with a servant and a family to look after the old house. All other affairs were handled by the government, so his expenses were not much, and his salary was enough to support him to live a decent life.
But now, he is getting married.
Song Jin thought, it's over. After careful selection, I chose a pretty poor girl. Her beauty really blinded my mind.
Ji Shubai didn't know what Song Jin was thinking. When he heard her asking about the future, he answered, "The next step is to choose an auspicious day, have Sister Wang bring the betrothal gifts to formally propose marriage, and then tailor the clothes for us. Finally, we will choose an auspicious day to get married."
Ji Shubai became more and more excited as he spoke, but Song Jin started thinking about other things.
"...bride price," she narrowed her eyes, trying to hide her thoughts: "You, you want to give one too?"
"How can I not give you a betrothal gift? Don't worry, I will never let you down."
Song Jin actually wanted to say that since the betrothal gift was given to her and she couldn't take it away, it would be better to leave it in Ji's house and let her enjoy it.
But the face issue cannot be neglected. Her dowry is a problem. It is terrible. Not to mention the ten-mile red dowry in the novel, she can't even get ten meters of red dowry.
"Okay then." Let's talk about the future later, let's settle the current matters first.
"Sit down."
Ji Shubai sat down obediently, and Song Jin stood up. Ji Shubai stared at her with crooked eyes, to see what she wanted to do.
Song Jin didn't have anything he wanted to do, just give it a try.
She reached out and gently pinched Ji Shubai's ear.
"You said you would listen to me from now on, right?"
Ji Shubai's eyes followed her hand, watching her reaching out to pinch his ear. He couldn't help but think of the scene where Chai Heng had his ear pinched by Mrs. Chai, and it became even funnier.
"Yes, I will listen to my wife."
Although he was being pinched by the ears to set the rules, Ji Shubai couldn't stop smiling as he watched Song Jin playing with him.
"You'll get your ears pulled if you don't obey, you know that?"
"Yes, I know."
Song Jin originally wanted to test whether Ji Shubai was really obedient, but he was so cooperative that she was speechless. When she was thinking about how to step down, a sneer was heard.
Baobao came to class at some point and she saw Song Jin pinching someone's ear. Now he was smiling with his broken teeth bared.
Ji Shubai couldn't bear it anymore. His face turned red. He grabbed Song Jin's hand and stood up.
"Bao Bao? When did you come?"
"Hey, I just came here to see you guys pulling ears for fun. Uncle Ji, why don't you scream? My dad always screams very loudly. My dad said that if you scream loudly, your wife will soften her heart."
Ji Shubai's face turned even redder when he heard this, and Song Jin wasn't much better.
"Don't go back and say anything. I'm leaving today. I'll ask Sister Wang to come and propose marriage some other day. Remember to go home."
Ji Shubai gave some hurried instructions and was about to leave, but Bao Bao happily rushed over and hugged Song Jin.
"Master's wife, you know, the master made me mad today."
"ha?"
Bao Bao also has another master, Wu Wenyuan, who had worked as an editor in the Hanlin Academy in Beijing for many years. He was responsible for teaching poetry and calligraphy. Song Jin's teaching was a mess, mixing mathematics, science and English together, and conflicts of opinion were inevitable sometimes.
For example, today, Wu Wenyuan taught Bao Bao to read Li Bai's "Autumn River Song". The teacher started by reciting "The fire illuminates the heaven and earth", and Bao Bao continued with "Bending down can save your life", which made the teacher's beard stand up in anger, but Bao Bao gave him a righteous explanation.
"I explained it to him, but the teacher is so stupid that he can't teach me no matter what he does. He even accused me of disrupting the class. If there is a fire in the future, this can save my life. I am doing this for his own good. Why doesn't he understand?"
Bao Bao's words left Song Jin speechless. Ji Shubai hadn't left yet. After hearing what Bao Bao said, he turned back and asked Song Jin, "Did you teach this?"
"Yes, my master's wife taught me." Bao Bao boasted.
"No, no, no," Song Jin quickly waved his hand and explained, "I taught you the theory, but I didn't teach you the attitude."
"theory?"
When Bao Bao saw Ji Shubai, who knew everything, frowned, he immediately became excited, took his hand and said, "Uncle Ji, you don't know, let me teach you."
After saying that, she ran out and ordered people to bring three candles of different lengths and three jars of equal sizes. She wanted to do a gas combustion experiment for her Uncle Ji.
Song Jin sat in the house, watching Bao Bao, who was talking incoherently, pulling Ji Shubai to squat in the corridor to light candles and cover clay pots. He explained to him that the burnt gas was exhaust gas and would fly up, while the unburnt gas was breathable gas and would fall down, so the tall candles would go out first and the short candles would go out later, and that one had to bend down to escape in a fire, and this was the truth.
Bao Bao opened his big eyes and explained to Ji Shubai seriously, as if he was afraid that Ji Shubai missed something. After he finished explaining, he asked, "Uncle Ji, do you understand? If you don't understand, ask me. I know everything."
Ji Shubai was dumbfounded and turned to ask Song Jin: "Did you teach this?"
Song Jin nodded: "What else? I'm not a master's wife for nothing."
"If you teach this method to firefighters, it can really save lives."
Song Jin smiled and said, "Now that you have learned it, why don't you go and teach me? Or do you want me, your mistress, to teach you? If I teach you, I will have to pay you."
Ji Shubai wanted to laugh when he heard her talking about money. He walked over to her and was about to pinch her face and make fun of her for being a miser, but then he stopped when he remembered that Bao Bao was beside him.
"Let's get married soon, okay?"
Song Jin pursed his lips and smiled: "Okay."
Ji Shubai wanted to get married earlier, and Song Jin wanted to take off Ji Shubai's clothes as soon as possible. The two had different thoughts but surprisingly similar goals, so both families began to make intensive preparations.
Song Jin really didn't know what she should prepare, as it seemed that she was the only one who was going out.
Speaking of dowry, wealthy families at least have a step-out bed, but she was different. She only slept on a simple fir bed at home, which did not have any sense of wealth. The tables, chairs and benches in the shop were all old furniture that had been collected from the pawnshop but no one had redeemed them.
What was she preparing? With so little money and so little time, what could she do? If nothing else worked, she could just cut a few clothes, make a couple of pieces of jewelry, and get married.
A poor guy can't play the role of a golden phoenix.
Song Jin couldn't think of what to prepare, but someone had thought of something thoughtful for her.
That morning, Song Jin was continuing to write about someone else's love story of life and death in the house when Madam Chai came in with many servants.
"Hey, you're getting married soon, why are you still busy here?"
Song Jin smiled and stood up to salute: "I have nothing to do, so I was just writing for fun. Why are you here, Madam?"
Mrs. Chai sat at the table, picked up the paper and read it while saying, "I heard that you are getting married, why are you still so leisurely and don't even start to dress up?"
Song Jin smiled awkwardly and said, "For a family like mine, there are only so many ways I can dress up."
"Look at what you said. After all, you are my daughter's master's wife. When you become the wife of a magistrate in the future, I will be the one to pay my respects to you when we meet again."
Song Jin felt uncomfortable after hearing this. Although she knew that her identity would be very different when she became Ji Shubai's wife and met her old friends again, this sudden change made her feel uncomfortable.
"Madam has treated me well. Even if I become Master Ji's wife in the future, I still want to be as close to you as I am today."
As Song Jin spoke, she couldn't help thinking: This is a very rich man. The outfit she wears for the New Year is equivalent to Ji Shubai's annual salary. That's why she wants to hold on to her thighs.
"Okay, okay," Madam Chai held her hand and said with a smile, "I knew that Master Ji would have a good eye for people. Someone come here."
A group of maids stood in a row, each holding a tray in their hands. Song Jin took a quick look and saw gold hairpins, pearl hairpins, rouge and sachets, all of which were worn and used.
"When a woman gets married, she must not only be dignified and respectable, but also beautiful."
She paused when she said this. Song Jin also knew that she had spent too much time in the kitchen. She was not a stunning beauty, so naturally she had not been exposed to the smoke and fire for several years and still had the breathtaking beauty when she came out.
She had a clear understanding of this, so she didn't mind Mrs. Chai's kindness.
Mrs. Chai was very thoughtful and planned to do some beauty treatments for her in advance. She had everything she needed, such as Yurong Powder, Seven White Cream, Rose Pancreas, and all kinds of facial masks and cleansing lotions, even rouge and bronze rouge.
There was no need to wait, as now was the time. The maids put down their things and began to perform beauty treatment on Song Jin with ease. They even did not spare her hands and applied the Seven White Ointment on the table.
So Song Jin began her beauty treatment without making any expression.
Mrs. Chai was not in a hurry. She sat aside and read the pages she had written slowly. After finishing reading them, she was still not satisfied and asked again: "Why are there only these? Are there more?"
Song Jin had Seven White Ointment on his face and couldn't open his mouth at all. He could only glance at a box on the desk, so Mrs. Chai went to look for it herself.
This turned out to be a good thing, as it actually created a new business for Song Jin, who was not yet married.
She wanted to organize Song Jin's manuscript, print it out, and sell it in a bookstore.
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