Chapter 152 Drunkard "Stick...Stick...Stick..."
Song Jin was very happy that day and drank too much without realizing it. She was so dizzy that she couldn't stand up before the meal was halfway through.
She had no choice but to leave the table early, and Mrs. Chai took over and entertained her.
Dujuan and Caitang carried Song Jin, who was still able to move, into the yard. Song Jin kept yelling with a thick tongue, looking quite unwilling.
"I was so powerful back then, but now I'm like a rookie..."
"If it were in the past, I would definitely be the last one to fall. Now... now, garbage..."
......
The two of them ignored Song Jin's illogical words and told Chunyun to go to the kitchen to get a bowl of sobering soup.
There is a feast today, it must have been prepared.
Song Jin fell on the bed as soon as she returned to the room. She had difficulty even turning over. Du Juan held her head and took off the heavy headgear for her so that she could sleep.
A strand of hair hung down, and Song Jin was still muttering there.
"I won't drink anymore...I won't drink anymore, it doesn't taste good..."
"It's not good to drink, but you still drink so much. I think you shouldn't drink. I never saw you drinking too much before, but how come you drank so much today? Fortunately, you didn't vomit it out."
Song Jin was humming and groaning and couldn't speak clearly. He fell asleep before he could even drink a bowl of sobering soup.
The two maids climbed onto the bed and with great difficulty helped Song Jin take off her expensive clothes, leaving her with only a bright red undershirt, and then they laid her out for bed.
Song Jin was drunk, and Ji Shubai was not much better.
Less than half an hour after she fell asleep, Ji Shubai was carried to the backyard door by Qingshan and Lu Junnian. Chunyun hurried in and called for someone to pick her up.
Lu Junnian laughed and said, "The old bachelor is no longer a widower, and everyone is happy. I accidentally gave him too much."
No matter how drunk Ji Shubai was, he was better than Song Jin. When he came in, he could still see his wife lying on the bed. He took the hangover soup handed by Chunyun, sat on the bed, and let someone undress him before lying down.
The posture is the same as last night.
He placed his arm under Song Jin's neck, put one hand around his waist and hugged him tightly, then lifted his long legs and pressed down half of Song Jin's body.
Du Juan frowned when she saw Song Jin's head buried so deep that she couldn't see him. She didn't know if he could breathe. She heard Ji Shubai muttering there.
"Stick...stick..."
A kiss fell on Song Jin's forehead, without him noticing.
Du Juan sighed. Who would have thought that such a gentleman in front of others would sleep in this position? If Du Juan knew that Song Jin had pinned the blame on her, her jaw would probably drop in shock.
But she didn't have time to care about these things at the moment. She lowered the curtains and told Chunyun to stay in the room. Although there were people watching on both sides in front, she also had to keep an eye on them.
There are still not enough people who can take charge of things in this yard.
In the absence of a protagonist, the banquet lasted until the afternoon, and neither Song Jin nor Ji Shubai showed any intention of waking up.
Qingshan and Zhang Hongan were busy directing people to clean up in the front, while Dujuan and the maids were counting the gifts one by one in the back, waiting for the two masters to wake up to see how to arrange them.
At dusk, Ji Shubai woke up first. When he opened his eyes, he saw Song Jin sweating in his arms, with her hair tangled and stuck to her rosy, wet cheeks. In a playful mood, he reached out and poked her face, but seeing no response, he pinched it a few more times, but she was still sleeping soundly.
Ji Shubai chuckled, opened the curtain with one hand, and saw Chunyun outside. He ordered, "Wrap a wet towel."
Song Jin was sweating all over while sleeping, and Ji Shubai helped wipe it off. The man groaned twice, turned over and continued to sleep. Ji Shubai had to let him go and wash himself.
As soon as the preparations were done, Qingshan handed over the gift list, and Ji Shubai glanced at it.
"Just leave these to Madam from now on." He never cared about these things.
Qingshan then handed it over to Dujuan.
Song Jin slept until dark and woke up. He was thirsty, hungry and hot. His whole body was sticky and his bones felt sore as if they had been soaked in vinegar for three days and three nights.
"Spring Cloud..."
Chunyun, who had been waiting outside, heard the noise and came to lift the curtain. Seeing that someone had woken up, she hurriedly called Dujuan.
Song Jin waved his hands weakly, asking for water and food.
Without even having time to wash up, Song Jin ate a large bowl of rice like a hungry tiger. Even so, he still wanted more.
Ji Shubai, who had already finished dinner, sat leisurely opposite her, looking at her with his chin in his hand, wondering if she had married a glutton.
Song Jin told him to look at it with embarrassment, but he couldn't stop talking.
"Don't look at me."
"Why didn't I notice you were such a big eater before? You haven't gained any weight."
As he spoke, he reached out and pinched Song Jin's wrist. Her wrist was so thin and bony that it made people feel pitiful when they touched it.
"Eat more. If it's not enough, ask someone to give you more."
Song Jin chuckled, but she didn't expect that something would happen just after she finished her meal. Du Juan handed her the gift list.
"Here are the gifts from all parties when we got married. In addition, our family has some land and two shops outside that collect rent. I don't like to take care of these things. From now on, all these matters will be left to you to take care of."
Song Jin raised his hands devoutly like an elementary school student, his eyes shining brightly.
"I like to take care of things. Leave more things to me."
Song Jin glanced through the gift list, and his first reaction was: "Let's buy some land, since you just happened to be a Jinshi."
The implication is: we don't have to pay taxes.
Without warning, I got flicked on the forehead.
"I am an official in Suzhou. Do you want to buy land in Suzhou under my name?"
Song Jin didn't react for a moment, and then he heard Ji Shubai order: "Du Juan, do you understand these things?"
Du Juan nodded hurriedly: "I understand."
"From now on, keep a close eye on her and don't let her get caught up in the money trap."
After saying that, he glared at Song Jin, and Song Jin then realized that officials were not allowed to buy land or property in the place where they took office.
"I was wrong." His attitude was as pious as if he was going to buy land.
Ji Shubai snorted, leaned back, and said angrily: "You won't starve if you marry me."
Both of them had slept in the afternoon and were now a little sleepless, so they simply went to the yard to cool off.
Before Song Jin went out, she casually picked up a magpie-climbing-branch silk fan, and Ji Shubai picked up her hand.
Song Jin has been to the Ji family's old house many times and is very familiar with this courtyard.
At this moment, the two of them were walking and chatting.
In the future, when Song Jin comes into contact with the wives of officials, she should not speak inappropriately and she needs to be more restrained.
Mrs. Chai has a wide range of social contacts in Suzhou, and we can visit her more often in the future.
Song Jin did not refute what Ji Shubai said, and agreed to it one by one. When she approached the pavilion by the lake, the past scenes appeared one by one, and she suddenly burst out laughing.
"You still have the nerve to laugh."
The two of them simultaneously recalled the scene when Song Jin jumped out of the pavilion and threatened Ji Shubai.
Song Jin smiled even more: "If you had obeyed me earlier, how could there be so many things that happened later?"
"You are not afraid of an accident. If that happens, you will regret it to death."
"I'm a good swimmer, but you won't jump in, and you won't be afraid of accidents."
Ji Shubai heard this and said, "I didn't think too much about it at the time. I just wanted you to be safe."
"Are you distressed?"
Ji Shu glanced at her and said, "A good girl drowned in my lotus pond. Do you think this is a small matter?"
After saying that, he shook his hands and was really angry.
He has a really bad temper.
"Okay, okay, I was desperate at the time. It's only the first day of our wedding, and you're going to turn your back on me?"
Ji Shubai was angry and distressed, and when he heard her speak in such a wronged tone, his distress got the better of him.
"Okay, let's not talk about the past. Don't do this again in the future."
"I know, I know."
Song Jin took the initiative to hold Ji Shubai's hand, and the two continued walking forward.
"There seem to be more lights in the courtyard."
"Now that we have a mistress in the house, we will naturally be more particular than before."
When he walked into the pavilion, Song Jin caught a glimpse of a familiar object.
"You still keep this lamp?"
During the Lantern Festival this year, the silk lantern in Song Jin's hand was torn into several pieces by a firecracker. Ji Shubai took it back, but before he could repair it, Song Jin got into trouble. Feeling guilty, he did not dare to return it and kept it at home.
At this moment, it is floating in the wind amidst the fragrance of osmanthus.
She looked at the lamp. The damaged parts were embroidered with plum blossoms using blue silk thread of the same color as the frame. Each hole was a flower with different shapes, outlining the appearance of a branch of plum blossom, and it didn't look out of place at all.
"That's a good idea, is that what you thought?"
"I drew a few strokes casually and asked the embroiderer from Rong's Embroidery Workshop to help embroider it. Are you satisfied?"
Song Jin nodded: "Satisfied, very satisfied."
Speaking of Rong's Embroidery Workshop, Song Jin suddenly thought of Hong Xing.
"I have a small embroidery pattern, and I plan to find a craftsman to help make it into a screen."
Ji Shubai spoke simply and straightforwardly. When he had time, he asked Qingshan to find a craftsman whom he was very familiar with.
Song Jin agreed.
In late autumn, the lotus leaves were withered and even the fireflies had disappeared. As the night deepened and the cool breeze began to rise, the two returned to the house.
Ji Shubai put aside the affairs in the yamen and went back home with Song Jin three days later. The Lu family restaurant was bustling with activity and Song Jin could almost see the tooth in Old Lu's mouth.
Now he has become a respected father because of his daughter.
August was a busy month, and Ji Shubai didn't stay with Song Jin in the old house for many days. He took her to live in the government office.
From then on, Song Jin lived the life of a wife of an official when she looked up and an official when she bowed her head, which made her feel very free.
Ji Shubai will be busy for more than a month.
Before dawn in the morning, he got up, washed and went to report to the yamen.
Song Jin developed the habit of killing chickens, so he didn't stay in bed too long.
Ji Shubai was busy with affairs during the day. His official position was related to taxation, so he had no time to rest. At most he could come back for a lunch break. He was busy in the afternoon until dark.
During this time, Song Jin mostly caught up on sleep and occasionally chatted with the ladies.
They liked to play dominoes and talk about familiar things, but Song Jin didn't understand much and just listened from the side.
It was the time when the spring tax was completed. It was dark and it was difficult to see Ji Shubai. Song Jin could only go over to accompany him for dinner. Then he went into the study and was busy again. When he finally came back, he was exhausted. After washing up, he hugged Song Jin and fell asleep.
"I'll be fine once I'm done with this."
He kissed Song Jin's forehead, and soon his breathing became steady.
Song Jin instantly understood why the government needed milk tea.
If it were her, she would need it too.
A newly married female fairy is about to become a little nun. Her head is full of theoretical knowledge, but she can't find any opportunity to put it into practice. She is very unhappy.
When people are unhappy, they want to find a place to vent, so Song Jin thought of an old friend.
That morning, Song Jin did not deliver the message or invitation first. He led Du Juan Chunyun and Zhang Hongan out of the house and passed by the gate of the Bai family right away.
Zhang Hongan went and knocked on the door.
Song Jin transformed herself from a housewife to Madam Ji, and came to meet her former master.
She wanted to see if the so-called unwritten rules could still be applied in front of the official.
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