Ji Huaizhi did not answer her question immediately.
He looked at her with a frown on his face. After a moment, he said, "She is my wife. It is only natural that I love her."
Hearing this, Bai Li laughed softly, and then laughed louder and louder, as if she had heard some huge joke.
But as she laughed, tears welled up on her cheeks and her eyes were filled with sadness.
She lowered her head and turned away: "Go away."
Seeing Bai Li like this, Ji Huaizhi knew that no matter what he said, she would not want to hear it, so he stood up and said, "You should have a good rest. I'll leave some food for you. Come and eat it when you are hungry."
After saying that, he turned and walked out.
When Bai Li heard the sound of the door closing again, she couldn't bear it anymore. She grabbed the pillow on the bed and threw it at the door, then threw herself on the bed and started crying.
Sister Qian, who was originally waiting in the living room, saw Ji Huaizhi coming out alone and heard Bai Li's suppressed crying behind him, and she knew that the two must have had a falling out.
She asked, "Miss Bai, what's this?"
Ji Huaizhi said apologetically, "Sister Qian, I'm sorry to have caused you trouble."
Seeing that Ji Huaizhi didn't want to say more, Sister Qian didn't ask any more questions and waved her hand: "I'll keep an eye on her for you. Go back and have the New Year's dinner with Xiao Li."
Her husband brought a woman home for no reason and caused such a scene. If she were Li Yang, she would be furious to death.
If we want to blame Bai Li, she is also a pitiful person, but we can also blame herself for not being able to see the reality and having inappropriate thoughts about Ji Huaizhi.
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When Li Yang saw Ji Huaizhi coming back alone, he knew that he had not succeeded in persuading Bai Li.
She asked, "Do you need me to call her?"
She naturally knew why Bai Li was doing this, but it was New Year's Day and she didn't want to make everyone unhappy. What's more, Bai Li lived in Sister Qian's house, and superstitious people would even think it was unlucky.
Ji Huaizhi had already calmed down and said, "No need, we can eat by ourselves."
Li Yang's fault was not his at all, and he would not allow her to compromise and seek Bai Li's forgiveness.
Hearing this, Li Yang didn't force it and said to Ji Huaizhi, "Wash your hands. Let's celebrate the New Year together."
This is the first Chinese New Year for the two after their marriage, so the meaning is naturally different.
Ji Huaizhi nodded: "Okay."
Today was a festival, and Li Yang dug out the wine that Ji Huaizhi had left under the bed, poured a little for both of them, and said, "Let's just drink a little to celebrate the festival."
Seeing her look like she was worried about being criticized, Ji Huaizhi smiled and said, "Okay, let's celebrate the festival."
Li Yang cooked several dishes tonight, four main dishes, a fish, a soup, and stir-fried seasonal vegetables. Maybe she was tired, she felt that every dish was very delicious, and Bai Li would be deprived of the feast if she didn't come.
The two of them ate the food with relish, chatted, took a sip of wine from time to time, and listened to the laughter of other people's families outside the yard, as well as the sounds of children chasing each other. It was so pleasant.
Li Yang's alcohol tolerance was not very good to begin with, and after a small glass of wine, he felt a little tipsy. He shook his head and felt a little heavy.
She remembered a question she had always wanted to ask but never had the chance to ask, and said, "Ji Huaizhi, I have a secret. After I tell you, can you tell me a secret too?"
Ji Huaizhi put down his wine glass, his peach blossom eyes sparkling with meaning: "You say."
Li Yang burped inelegantly and said, "Do you know why I dared you to marry me before?"
Ji Huaizhi's eyes became deep: "Why?"
Li Yang smiled slyly and said, "That's because I knew you would agree." She paused and looked out the window at the night sky, where fireworks were blooming, reflected in her watery eyes. "I once asked you why you were so good to me, and you told me it was because I was your benefactor."
Listening to her rambling words, Ji Huaizhi originally thought that the girl was just drunk and crazy, but when she said the last sentence, his face changed.
But the little girl didn't notice his change. Instead, she held her chin and watched other people set off fireworks with relish.
Ji Huaizhi smiled helplessly, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it all in one gulp.
He didn't care whether Li Yang heard him or not. He heard his own voice become low and a little hoarse: "Yes, I owe you a great favor, but you don't remember it."
At that time, the Ji family had already declined. With his grandfather being persecuted to death, his parents also passed away one after another. The huge Ji family was wiped out, with some dead and some scattered, leaving only him.
The hunting village was once a property under the name of the Ji family, and the people in the hunting village had all received favors from the Ji family to varying degrees. But at that time, everyone avoided him like the plague, fearing that being contaminated by him would bring disaster upon themselves.
He grew up alone in such an environment, like a wild dog.
He remembered that winter was very cold. He couldn't find food outside, so he could only huddle next to the village cowshed, wrapped in thin clothes, holding his empty stomach tightly, shivering with cold.
He didn't know how long he had been enduring, he only knew that he had no strength or feeling left in his body, and he even seemed to see his grandfather and parents coming to pick him up in a trance.
Just as he stretched out his hand and wanted to leave with them, a little girl's voice came to his ears: "Wake up, are you dead?"
I opened my eyes with difficulty and saw the worried face of the little girl.
The tip of her nose was red from the cold, and she was wearing clothes that were made from adults and didn't fit her well. She gently shook his arm.
Seeing him wake up, the little girl subconsciously dodged to the side, then took out a cold steamed bun from her arms. She first broke it into two equal halves, then thought about it and broke off some more from the other half. Finally, she simply stuffed all the buns into his hands: "Here, all for you, eat quickly, don't starve to death."
He heard him ask her in a hoarse voice: "What do you eat?"
The little girl rubbed the tip of her nose, which was red from the cold. "I'll just drink some water when I get home. My dad will probably leave some vegetable soup for me."
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