Chapter 364 No One Taught Him

Xu Wan was actually very nervous when she said this, fearing that she was being too sentimental. If the other person replied to her saying "no need", she would definitely find a hole to crawl into.

Zong Zhao was startled, as if he was surprised. His calm eyes gradually showed a smile. He curled his lips and said softly, "Okay."

After dinner, Zong Zhao was busy packing up, putting the quilt of the couch back on the big bed, and sharing half of the space with her. During the whole process, he had a faint smile on his face, which he couldn't hide and had no intention of hiding.

Xu Wan silently commented in her heart: What a silly smile.

In the past, she had always been lukewarm towards Zong Zhao. Even after she found out that he liked her, she curled up in her shell like a snail. Perhaps it was because she had been used to poverty since childhood, and she always felt unworthy, and did not want to or dare to explore further.

But Zong Zhao always walked towards her, so steadfast, steady as a mountain, supporting her with a sky of support. There was no hero saving the beauty, but just the daily preference, trust, protection, and a glance, which made her a little shaken.

She thought: Maybe Zong Zhao is reliable, they all say so.

After the couch was moved out, the room became much more spacious. Xu Wan wanted to take a nap as usual. Zong Zhao originally wanted to take a nap with her, but because he had moved back suddenly, he was not mentally prepared...

He was very nervous, but he still made up an excuse seriously: "I remembered that I have something to do."

Xu Wan suppressed her laughter and said, "Okay, then go ahead and get busy."

“…”

She was so straightforward that it seemed as if she saw through him.

Zong Zhao sat at the desk doing nothing. Listening to his wife's even breathing, his eyes couldn't help but narrow. The general, in a good mood, picked up the book on the table and began to read it carefully.

After waking up in the afternoon, Xu Wan went to the ancestral hall to see the two little brats who were punished. He Zheng was just there to keep up with them, holding a pen in his mouth while writing and playing. Zong Jincheng, on the other hand, was serious, reflecting on how much he had gone too far in the past.

"Hiss... What did you think I was thinking at that time? Getting married is such a big deal, why did I choose that day to cause trouble for her?" The ten-year-old Zong Jincheng began to not understand his eight-year-old self.

He Zheng exclaimed, and replied in the way their little playboys thought: "Because that was the first time you met her, you should show your power when you first meet her. Otherwise, if you wait a few days after she gets married, the effect will not be as good as that day."

The little devil frowned and muttered, "That should be after the wedding banquet is over. So many people are here, it's so embarrassing."

He Zheng reminded him, "Brother, you were so angry at the time and said, 'We just need so many people to piss her off to death.' That's why we planned to take action at that time."

Zong Jincheng: “…”

Memories were like a knife, cutting off all his present compensations.

Sensing his elder brother's unhappiness, He Zheng quickly suggested, "Brother, who told you that your aunt was not a good person? It was all her fault. She shouldn't have led a child like you to do bad things. Why don't you just put the blame on her and punish her?"

The little devil frowned and replied, "It's a sweet potato. Dad sold it when he just came back."

He Zheng: "...There is no other way. Let's just continue writing our self-criticisms."

Xu Wan heard the discussion before she came in. It turned out that Hongtuo was the one behind the scenes. Fortunately, she accidentally sent Hongtuo to the manor in the first place, otherwise she would have been in a lot of trouble.

The two children in the room continued to kneel in the clan ancestral hall, twisting their buttocks as they wrote their self-criticisms. Xu Wan, who had a very low sense of humor, looked up at the sky helplessly, and really couldn't stand the funny daily life of these naughty boys.

After Xu Wan went out, she said to Cuizhi, "Let's go and let them write in peace."

"Yes." Cuizhi followed her and asked, "Madam, since the couch has been moved out, should we move the things in the bathroom back as well?"

"Bathroom?" Xu Wan didn't react for a moment.

Cuizhi blinked and reminded: "It belongs to the general..."

After she reminded her of this, Xu Wan remembered that although there was a small bathroom in her room, everything inside was hers. Zong Zhao did not enter her private space, and always went to the large bathroom in their yard.

It’s not a long way, but…

Xu Wan coughed and said, "Move, move, move everything back."

"Yes." Cuizhi bowed and smiled as she arranged for someone to do it.

night.

Xu Wan took a bath, changed into pajamas, and came out to Zong Zhao and said, "You should also take a bath in the small bathroom in the house from now on. The weather is getting colder tomorrow, and you will catch a cold easily if you walk around outside after taking a bath."

Even though he had lived in the military barracks for many years and led a very rough life, now that he was back home, it would be inappropriate to treat him so coldly.

Zong Zhao looked up in surprise, and quickly responded, wanting to go out to the big bathroom to get something. Xu Wan called him, "Well... I've asked Cuizhi to pack it all for you, so you don't have to go out." As she spoke, she pointed towards the small bathroom.

Zong Zhao followed her instructions and went to the small bathroom. New bath water had been added, and there was hot steam and fragrance coming out of the small bathroom, which were traces of where she had just stayed.

Zong Zhao said to the maids, "You guys go out."

"Yes." Cuizhi led the maids away, leaving behind a message, "General, the old lady asked me to bring this here, saying it's for you to see."

"Yeah." After everyone left, Zong Zhao picked up the booklet and opened it to take a look. As soon as he opened it, he found out what it was.

…

The old lady was very considerate. Although she did not deliberately inquire about the situation in their courtyard, she guessed that there was probably no progress just by looking at the young couple treating each other with respect, like strangers.

She and the old marquis were so anxious that they were running around in circles. Then one day, the old marquis suddenly reacted and asked, "Did you ask someone to teach Zhaoer how to consummate the marriage?"

"I..." The old lady was stunned by the question, "He is already 26 years old, he can't?"

The old marquis was confused: "You really didn't teach me?"

"Ah..." The old lady finally remembered, "That's right, Zhao'er didn't have a maid. He used to be so focused on studying that it was impossible for him to read some idle books. Who would tell him this?"

The old marquis also added: "Although there will be Grandma Xi to teach before the marriage, Zhao'er has not returned to the wedding ceremony."

Old lady: “…It’s over.”

Old Marquis: "...No one really taught him."