He can help occasionally, but to be honest, he doesn't want to wash dishes in cold water.
Silence was the best answer; Cheng Qingyan did not let Ye Lingyu wash the dishes with cold water.
"Wife, I'll boil some water later, let's bathe together. Don't tidy up yet, go check on Chu Ying and the others."
Ye Lingyu obeyed and left after putting down the bowl and chopsticks.
After the children finished eating, they ran outside into the yard, and I don't know what secret they were talking about.
Cheng Qingyan said to the two who seemed to be deep in thought, "Please excuse my rudeness. I just didn't want my wife to suffer. After all, I don't even want to touch cold water myself."
Meng Xinyu shook her head and said seriously, "Not at all, Brother Qingyan really knows how to take care of his wife. I've learned something from him. Starting tomorrow, I'll also boil water for my wife. Thanks for reminding me~"
"A loving and respectful marriage, with mutual understanding, is the foundation for a lasting relationship."
“Brother Qingyan is right. There should be some romance between husband and wife to make things interesting. I don’t know who decided that women can only wash clothes, cook, and give birth. My wife has told me about this outdated custom in private quite a few times.”
Unexpectedly, Meng Xinyu's wife was a thoughtful person and was not intellectually restricted just because she was born in a feudal society.
Cheng Qingyan praised without reservation: "Your wife is no ordinary person. Brother Xinyu is truly blessed."
Meng Xinyu was overjoyed to hear Cheng Qingyan praising his wife.
However, reality is reality. He sighed, "Only someone as extraordinary as Brother Qingyan would praise my wife. Most people don't approve of men going into the kitchen."
Does a gentleman stay away from the kitchen? Haha, even if a gentleman has no money for food and wants to cook for himself, he will still go into the kitchen.
Cheng Qingyan was just an ordinary citizen, as ordinary as could be.
She neither had the ability nor the desire to meddle in other people's affairs. As long as she could live a peaceful and stable life with Ye Lingyu, whether it was the man or the woman cooking in other families was none of her business.
"Brother Xinyu, just do what you think is right. As for other trivial matters, they are not that important."
"Hey, as expected, Brother Qingyan has read more books and speaks more about principles. Right, Pingkang?"
Meng Pingkang frowned slightly, chuckled twice, and then remained silent.
In Meng Pingkang's home, his wife's duties were to do the laundry, cook, and warm the bed.
The wife he married was meant to do these things; his mother had gone through the same thing.
No one had ever told him that his wife needed to be loved.
If you spend money to marry her, what else are you going to do?
After a woman marries, she is naturally expected to obey her husband.
Your husband's family is like heaven; as long as you don't die, you have to do whatever your husband's family tells you to do.
Although Meng Pingkang wouldn't mistreat his wife, he wouldn't love her as much as Cheng Qingyan and Meng Xinyu did.
The deeply ingrained idea that women should serve men has always dominated the fate of the women in their family.
This was also the first time I had ever seen Cheng Qingyan, as a man, show such respect and care for a woman. Surprisingly, Meng Xinyu, who is usually not very serious, also said that he would help his wife with housework at home.
As for him, Meng Pingkang, he had never even cleaned the dishes once at home.
If his wife goes back to her parents' home, she has to prepare meals for him and the children in advance, and everything at home has to be tidied up before she leaves.
He can't cook and has never washed clothes.
Of course, he never intended to help. Many of his thoughts were instilled in him from birth, and he had lived his life step by step ever since.
His wife has always been somewhat distant from him. Is it because he doesn't help with housework and isn't considerate enough?
Cheng Qingyan and Meng Xinyu were unaware that their conversation had influenced a person's long-held beliefs.
Early the next morning, after breakfast, the two oxcarts were harnessed and headed towards Shuanghe Village.
Meng Chuying's three friends came to the village entrance to see her off. Fortunately, she wasn't going to some far-off place. They couldn't come back every day, but she could still come back anytime she wanted.
Perhaps because they knew it was only a temporary separation and that they would soon meet again, there were no scenes of crying and wailing at the farewell; instead, the friends waved goodbye with laughter.
However, after turning around, the figure inevitably appears lonely.
As Ye Lingyu and Meng Chuying walked side by side, they suddenly felt that their child had grown up and was about to leave home.
"Chu Ying, don't be too sad. If you want to come back for the Lantern Festival, A Yan and I will come to pick you up."
Meng Chuying smiled and said, "Yes! If Master allows, I'll go home for the Lantern Festival!"
With this calculation, I can return home in ten days after leaving home, so I don't feel so uneasy anymore.
Cheng Qingyan walked beside the oxcart and smiled, "If you want to go home, Ruan Langzi will definitely not stop you. Although she will call you your master from now on, you will still have time to go home and rest. Don't be afraid of her, your sister Ye and I will support you."
"I will study medicine diligently under my master's guidance and will never let Brother Cheng and Sister Ye down!" Meng Chuying said solemnly, as if making a promise.
"Don't put so much pressure on yourself. Studying is important, but being happy is also important. Don't act like a little adult all the time. Relax."
"I'm not pretending to be an adult, Brother Cheng. You can't bully Sister Ye after I leave home. Otherwise, I'll prick you with a needle once I learn how to do it."
Tsk, this kid!
Is it too late for her to turn the oxcart around?
Having grown tired of Ruan Banxia's bitter medicine, she is now being threatened with needle pricks by someone who is about to study medicine.
What terrible things did she do to deserve this? Can't she have a normal, caring friend?
When they arrived at Shuanghe Village, Ruan Banxia and Shen Ziyu had already opened the courtyard gate, and tea was laid out in the courtyard.
When she saw that they had driven two oxcarts over, which were loaded with flowers and plants, Ruan Banxia assumed that these were gifts from Cheng Qingyan and Ye Lingyu.
He greeted them with a smile: "Brother Cheng and Sister-in-law, you are too kind. You came all this way and brought so many gifts. I feel so bad for you."
Cheng Qingyan rebuked her, saying bluntly, "Stop! This isn't for you; it's a keepsake left behind by your disciple in Mengjia Village."
I looked around Ruan Banxia's yard; it was big enough, but I still didn't know where to put my things.
"Doctor Ruan, where do you think would be a good place to unload these things?"
Ruan Banxia hadn't expected so many things to be moved here. There was space in the yard, but Chu Ying wanted to know where to put all these things.
"Disciple, where do you want to put these?"
Meng Chuying raised her eyes: "Listen to Master. If it really doesn't work, we can leave it outside the courtyard."
After all, they didn't give any prior notice before moving all these things over.
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