Chapter 151: You are really...a lecher. ...
Ji Shubai was an official after all, and he had been protected in the palm of his hand since he was young and grew up in an extremely precious position.
He's not like the rude kids from poor families who run around in the wild with their bare chests. I'm afraid that chest of his has never seen the sun, so it's naturally white.
The fan made Song Jin unaware of the strength, and the red color was particularly eye-catching.
The fan was fine, the red was fine, but Ji Shubai just couldn't understand how the word "delicate" was related to him.
"How could you...how could you talk like that?"
Song Jin stared at the chest like a nymphomaniac. It was her first time eating it and it was so good. How could she have the right mind?
Ji Shubai was still in shock when Song Jin punched him in the chest.
She would bury this chest first.
Ji Shubai was so angry that he almost laughed. He simply fell on the bed, grabbed Song Jin's shoulders with both hands, and lifted him up high.
"Do you have any shame?"
"Didn't you say I was a fairy? Fairies don't understand these things. They just know to stick to each other if they like someone."
Ji Shubai: "......"
Stickers......
Song Jin was really close to him, with his entire face pressed against his chest.
"You really are..."
erotic.
The wedding night was spent in an extremely strange atmosphere.
Ji Shubai had his shirt stripped off. Before going to bed, Song Jin pulled his arm and placed it under his neck as if he was familiar with the place. He rolled into his arms with his cheek against his neck. The hand that told him to stay close to the bed hugged his shoulders and pulled the other arm to put it on his waist. He stretched his own hand behind his back and slid one leg forcefully between his legs.
Everything is done naturally and smoothly.
Ji Shubai vaguely felt that something was wrong.
"How do you know this?"
This sleeping position doesn't look like something a newly married girl would do.
When Song Jin was asked this question, he realized that what he did was too "familiar", so familiar that it aroused suspicion, so he closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.
Ji Shubai was not willing to let her go. He pinched her chin and forced her to look at him. Song Jin resisted hard, and the little flesh on her face was squeezed out.
"Tell me, where did you learn this?"
Song Jin rolled her eyes. Is there any need to learn this? She doesn't even need to go to P Station. She can learn it just by watching idol dramas.
But how to explain it to Ji Shubai?
"That... Dujuan told me."
"Cuckoo?"
It seems like a legitimate reason for a young girl to talk to a young woman before marriage and ask for advice on sex after marriage.
Ji Shubai let go of Song Jin's cheek hesitantly, but Song Jin buried his head in it again in joy.
"You have to hold me tight."
Song Jin taught him.
The next morning, Song Jin was pushed awake.
It was just dawn. She had been too playful and clingy last night and couldn't get up. Ji Shubai was already getting dressed, but she was still lying in bed, causing Du Juan to shake her constantly.
"Madam? Madam, please get up quickly. We are very busy today."
Song Jin opened his eyes with a start, and when he felt around, there was no one around him.
"The master has risen."
"ha?"
Song Jin was not surprised that Ji Shubai stood up, but was surprised that Du Juan called Ji Shubai master.
"Don't call me master."
When Song Jin heard the word "master", she thought of the feudal old man in The Big Red Lantern who never showed up and was ruthless and ruthless. She couldn't bear to see Ji Shubai become like that at such a young age.
Ji Shubai was being helped by maids to dress. Originally, Qingshan did all this, but now that Song Jin was here, it was naturally inappropriate for him to come in.
After hearing this, he became curious: "Why can't I call you Master?"
"I call you old."
Ji Shubai sneered, sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand to pinch her cheek, and asked her jokingly: "Madam, do you care about my age?"
Back then, they wanted to choose a son-in-law who was young and handsome. Now it seems that there was a reason for this.
He is lustful and noisy, which is everything.
It’s a pity that I can’t get up from bed the next day.
"You're not old, you're just called old." Song Jin denied.
Ji Shubai listened to her quibbling, pinched her face and shook it: "Hurry up and get dressed, let's go to the ancestral hall to worship first, you have something to do today."
Song Jin got up with a chuckle, dressed, washed and got ready. The golden bun and gold-studded headpiece she had made at Chai's house before getting married finally came in handy.
It's just not very kind to the scalp. It almost made her eyebrows hang up. It's a lot of hard currency, expensive and heavy.
"Can we not comb our hair like this tomorrow?"
Ji Shubai came over to look after hearing this, and indeed he looked strange: "If you don't like it, change it in a couple of days when you don't have any guests. It's up to you."
Song Jin responded with a smile, changed into a bright red jacket with long sleeves and a pleated turquoise satin skirt, and turned around slowly.
"How about it?"
Ji Shubai was sitting on the armchair at the side. He saw that she was wearing a gold-inlaid jewel-studded headpiece, a emerald cloud hairpin, three pairs of flower-shaped hairpins that were full of hair, a pair of gold-inlaid jewel-studded hairpins with auspicious cloud patterns, and a pair of gold filigree gourd earrings on her ears.
Her eyebrows had just been wrinkled, and a crescent moon hung above a pair of dark and shiny eyes. She had a straight nose, a pointed chin, a little red lips and was wearing a bright new dress. She turned around and asked him how he was, causing the light coming through the window behind her to appear and disappear, and the scene in front of her seemed unreal.
The corners of Ji Shubai's mouth, which had been slightly raised, suddenly flattened. The first scene that came to his mind was the scene in the snow that winter when she was arguing with him on the long street with wounds all over her body. Perhaps she had already made up her mind to use extraordinary measures at that time.
His heart suddenly tightened and he stretched out his hand, motioning Song Jin to come over.
She reached out and touched it.
Song Jin lived in the Chai family for some time and took special care of her hands before marriage. Now her hands are much more delicate than before.
He squeezed those hands and rubbed them gently.
"You look good. You always look good."
"You're talking nonsense. How could it be so beautiful before?"
“I think it’s beautiful.”
Song Jin bit her lip, twisted her body, and ran away.
The first thing to do today is to worship at the ancestral temple.
The two of them first took a sedan chair to the Ji family ancestral hall. Before leaving, Ji Shubai reminded them in the courtyard with concern, asking them to handle the matter properly and not to show any displeasure today.
Song Jin was wondering, was he so inconsiderate in Ji Shubai's eyes?
Not really?
But on second thought, even so, he still welcomed her into the house, so she didn't care about it and agreed sweetly in a choked voice.
In the ancestral hall, Song Jin and Ji Shubai would burn incense under the guidance of their uncle Ji Hongtai, inform the ancestors that a new person had come into the family, and then give them a lecture.
Song Jin knelt there, his body motionless, his eyes on his nose and his nose on his heart. He listened to the lecture without paying any attention to a word he said, and totally ignored Ji Hongtai's unfriendly and helpless look.
There was one person she was concerned about, but she didn't see him. Later she thought about it and realized that Miss Pei's surname was Pei, so she would naturally not appear in the Ji family ancestral hall. She didn't know if she would have the chance to see him again in the future. She didn't know what she felt in her heart now.
But today Song Jin has no time to be sad, she is busy.
When they came back from the ancestral hall, the Ji family's old house was already bustling with activity. Today's banquet was a formal banquet. All the dignitaries, gentlemen and landlords, and all the important figures in Suzhou Prefecture were likely to be present today.
For a moment, the Ji family's old house, which had been deserted for a long time, was so busy that it seemed to be on fire.
The table was opened on both sides, with male and female guests separated. There were many officials on Ji Shubai's side, and there were many ladies on Song Jin's side. She had some to deal with today.
She was not worried about others, but she was worried about her aunt who glared at her in the ancestral hall and blamed her for stealing her niece's husband. She didn't know if she would make things difficult for her today.
Time passed quickly and it was already Si hour. The doorman came to report that the Chai couple had arrived.
Song Jin was a new bride and didn't know many of the guests here. Her aunt didn't treat her well, so Ji Shubai asked Madam Chai to come and help early.
She was used to this kind of scene, and Song Jin immediately felt relieved.
Mrs. Chai was more attentive to her than before and held her hand as soon as she entered the door.
"Look, look, I always say clothes make the man, this outfit makes you look like a lady."
Song Jin smiled and thought what she said made sense.
The so-called first impression is not her conversation and temperament, but her clothes, and the huge piece of gold weighing several kilograms on her head.
As soon as the banquet was over, she wanted to take it off. She was so tired.
Ji Shubai prepared four maids for her, named Caitang, Qingluo, Luzhu and Ziyan, and they were all trained by Madam Chai before they entered the house.
"I heard that you brought a maid who used to work for the eldest lady of the Bai family with you before you entered the family. She must be smarter and more reliable than these four. It's good this way. If there are not enough maids to do the rough work, you can add more later."
Song Jin thought, six girls are more than enough.
However, Madam Chai said, "You are a madam now, and you are different from before. Do you still have to do everything yourself? In the past, Master Ji was a man and he had the advantage in everything. You are a madam now, and you will have to manage the household and do business outside. You will need people inside and outside. If you don't have enough manpower, it will not work."
After hearing this, Song Jin stopped insisting and said with a smile, "Thank you, Madam, for your advice."
Mrs. Chai was very satisfied after hearing this.
Song Jin was unable to put on the airs of a housekeeper's wife for the moment and remained friendly, which made Mrs. Chai feel that they were still the same as before and would be able to get along better in the future.
On this day, the Ji family was filled with three thousand guests. Song Jin, led by Madam Chai, met the guests one by one.
Mrs. Chai has a wide range of social contacts, and even the prefect's wife is a guest of honor. If she doesn't know someone, then it's someone else's problem.
This action made Aunt Lin very dissatisfied, but she could do nothing about it.
The Ji family caused quite a stir in Suzhou in the past, and Ji Shubai later gained fame, served in officialdom, and had a good character, which led to their branch ending up being despised by others.
Although she didn't say anything in such occasions, she knew in her heart that everyone was making fun of her, so she simply sat aside and didn't speak, which actually saved Song Jin a lot of trouble.
She thought she would be sarcastic, but when she turned around, she saw that the husbands of the ladies at these tables were either officials, or had achieved official titles, or were rich at the very least. She really didn't have the confidence to bully them.
Among this group of people, Song Jin only knew the prefect's wife.
Back then in the court, it was she who advised me to speak less and swallow my anger, which was better than making a big fuss and causing a sensation in the city.
After hearing this, Song Jin thought about it and felt very grateful to Mrs. Lin. If you can't win a battle, surrendering early is the best way to cut losses, so they couldn't help but chat a little more at the banquet.
Mrs. Lin, on the other hand, had a good impression of her. The most important thing was that she had also done the questions that were posted at the Lu's Food Store. It took her a lot of effort to figure them out, but unfortunately she was too slow and failed to exchange for a chicken.
Everyone at the table laughed when she said this, and Song Jin also laughed. Now she never shyed away from her background as a servant, let alone a cook in Lu's restaurant.
No matter what happened in the past, she is Ji Shubai's wife today.
She thought that after everything was ready, she would go meet someone first.
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