Chapter 234 Daily Family Life, Let Him Bully Me...
It was another warm and sunny day. Tun Tun, wrapped in a thick coat, squatted in the garden, missing her friend who had left without saying goodbye.
She sighed heavily. Xiao Mei had never returned since she went fishing with her mother.
The scapegoat has a heart full of sincerity.
Behind them, two people huddled furtively by the window frame, nervously watching the little figure in front of them.
No, that's not right. Zong Suyi suddenly realized, why was he acting guilty? Zhang Ting was the one who dug up the earthworms!
Zhang Ting said matter-of-factly, "If you hadn't responded so softly at the time, how could I, your wife, have made such a mistake?"
Zong Suyi pinched her, her eyes blazing with anger. "I don't know who was it that forced me to do this, this every move, every position!"
But are there still grievances that Zhang Ting can't get rid of?
She chuckled lightly. "If it weren't for a certain gentleman actively seducing and enticing me, why would I have repeatedly indulged in pleasure?" She spoke righteously, completely absolving herself of any responsibility. "Food and sex are human nature. Even sages are not immune to them. Why must you punish me, sir?"
Zong Suyi couldn't win against her and ended up getting herself into trouble. She snorted angrily, "Yes, yes, yes, it's all my fault for being shameless and wanton, clinging to the Empress for pleasure." She glared at her and said, word by word, "I won't share a bed with you, so that I won't be gossiped about by some old man."
With a twist of her waist, she turned and left.
"Hey!" Zhang Ting took two steps to stop him. Oops, he's angered again.
But Little Radish Head accidentally saw it and ran over to block her way.
"Mom, when is Xiaomei coming back?"
Zhang Ting looked up again, but her husband was nowhere to be seen, so she simply squatted down to explain to the child.
She started by asking a question: "Was the fish that Mom caught that day delicious?"
Recalling the taste of that day, the aroma of the grilled fish and the deliciousness of the fish soup, Tun Tun's mouth watered. She licked her lips with a slurp and said, "Delicious, my son loves it."
With a sorrowful expression, she spoke earnestly to her child about this hero who had died a glorious death, saying, "It sacrificed itself so that our family could have delicious fish."
Although Tun Tun is young, she already knows a lot.
She burst into tears, and within seconds, tears streamed down her face. "Xiao Mei... my Xiao Mei... you died so tragically."
"If Xiao Mei knew this from beyond the grave, she would surely be very pleased to have you as a friend."
The little boy, wrapped in a cotton-padded coat, had a face red from crying. Zhang Ting felt bad that her child had to experience such a life-or-death situation at such a young age. She stroked the child's head and comforted her, "Was the fish delicious?"
Tun Tun's mouth was drooling again. She was crying very sadly while swallowing her saliva.
Seeing her looking both hungry and sad, Zhang Ting tried hard to suppress her laughter, feeling utterly wicked.
Outside the garden, the servants sweeping around looked at their master strangely. "Does your foot hurt, sir? Why are you walking so slowly?"
Zong Suyi twisted his sleeves, taking small steps while looking back every few steps. What was wrong with Zhang Ting? Could it be that he really didn't want to share a room with him, and that he had played right into that scoundrel's hands?
He lost again.
Zong Suyi regretted his recklessness and, taking advantage of the fact that no one was watching, tiptoed back to seek revenge.
He's determined to make Zhang Ting regret this!
The servant put away the broom, scratching his head in bewilderment. "My lord is acting so strangely today," he thought, "why is he behaving like a thief even in his own home?"
This place was five or six steps away from where he had stormed off. Zong Suyi quickly found a spot and peered out to see what his unproductive target was up to.
A furry head cautiously peeked out, first revealing one eye. Finding no ambush, it then scanned its surroundings with both eyes. Safe. It carefully moved into the garden and hid behind a thicket of gardenias, where it was closer to its target.
Zong Suyi stroked his chin, his eyes wise, and smiled. He felt that his professional skills were no less than those of a secret agent of the imperial palace. He was skilled and meticulous. Even if he had not been born into the imperial family, he could still make a living with these skills.
His legs were getting numb easily, so he stood up slightly and moved to a different spot. From here, he could already hear the target talking to the little cub.
What? They went to eat fish behind his back!
This is outrageous! As a devoted husband who served her diligently and as a loving father who raised her with great care, how dare these two ingrates cheat on him!
Zhang Ting noticed a suspicious-looking red hem of clothing peek out from the swaying branches of the bushes on his left, and he felt both helpless and worried. He probably thought he was very clever, right?
She patted the child's head with affection and continued, "Next time, Mom will take you fishing." She feared her genes couldn't compete with Zong Suyi's, and felt sorry for the child.
The child just kept laughing and shouting, "Yay!" with tears streaming down his face.
Zhang Ting gave her husband face in front of the children and didn't confront the eavesdropping thief, but the thief kept making small moves and even scared her out.
"Insects, insects, insects, insects—" The little thief was terrified and fled in panic, his four legs touching the ground, afraid that the air would suddenly become quiet.
The thief paused, stiffly raised his head, and a dirt stain smeared on his cheek.
He blinked awkwardly, "You're all here. What a coincidence, we've run into each other twice today."
Zhang Ting patted the child's shoulder, "You haven't written today's calligraphy yet, have you? Go quickly, Mother will review it personally later."
When Tun Tun heard that she was going to be tested, her bottom started to hurt. She didn't care about anything else and ran away on her short legs.
Zhang Ting came down the steps. Her husband was dirty, with a patch of mud on his face, like a puppy that had just rolled around in the fields.
She said that after spending so many years together, she had no idea that the young master had a penchant for eavesdropping.
Zong Suyi tried his best to maintain his dignity, and got up from the ground as if nothing had happened. He accidentally stepped on his clothes and almost tripped, but Zhang Ting caught him in time.
He stepped back from the other person's grasp, continuing as if nothing had happened, "This young master was just passing by." Seemingly realizing that his words lacked power, he cleared his throat and blushed slightly.
Zhang Ting didn't believe it; Young Master Zong was still clutching a handful of mud in his hand.
Zong Suyi was suddenly called out and stammered, "When I fell, I accidentally... I just grabbed it." Her voice grew softer and softer. This wicked guy had just helped her up. If he said he was going to throw mud all over her as revenge, wouldn't he seem like he was repaying kindness with enmity?
That won't do. How could the clever man put himself at a disadvantage?
Zhang Ting, who knew everything, sighed and asked, "How old is my husband now?"
Zong Suyi was stunned for a moment, then answered, "Twenty-six." Suddenly realizing he was being mocked, he puffed out his cheeks and crossed his arms angrily. "You think you're so smart? You think I'm stupid, but you still have to sleep with me at night."
Zhang Ting was taken aback by his blunt words, telling him to be mindful of his behavior in broad daylight.
Before Zong Suyi was married, or even when he was newly married, he was as thin-skinned as a cicada's wing. But after being with her for a long time, he had experienced everything and learned a tenth or a twentieth of his wife's 'virtues'. When he spoke about these things, he was very open and unrestrained.
She could even stand with her hands on her hips and retort, "Didn't Lord Zhang say 'Food and sex are human nature'? Human desires are innate, as normal as eating and drinking. Why do I have to worry about appearances when it comes to me? Why didn't you say these things when you were telling people to bend over or lift themselves up?" She shook her head, deliberately teasing her, "Someone back then praised me as a good girl, saying 'Well done!'"
Zhang Ting blushed; she hadn't felt this embarrassed in years.
She lowered her head, avoiding eye contact, and brushed him off, saying, "Ahem, these private matters shouldn't be discussed outside. Who knows what others will think of us if they find out."
Zhang Ting admits that she is not thin-skinned, but not thick-skinned enough to let others point fingers at her sex life.
She humbled herself and coaxed and tricked her husband into entering the main room, perfectly embodying the subservient and submissive attitude.
Zong Suyi, having finally won a round, was so proud that his tail was practically wagging in the air. He gently nudged her with his finger, saying, "No, no, I'm just a man of limited knowledge living in the inner quarters. How could I possibly trouble Grand Tutor Zhang to condescend to me?"
Zhang Ting smiled and said that serving her husband was something she enjoyed as always, and that it wasn't hard work at all.
Zong Suyi pretended to make excuses and put her in a difficult position. Now it was time for him to reap the rewards of his victory, so he raised his chin and strode into the house.
Some things, some things, simply cannot be discussed outside.
He not only wanted Zhang Ting to massage his legs, but he also wanted her to wash his feet tonight!
What could be more exhilarating than riding the crest of a whirlwind of success and having a top scholar's wife or a powerful court official serving you? Just thinking about what was about to happen made him tremble with excitement!
Zhang Ting followed behind, a smile on her face, as she tightly closed the door. Soon, not a single fly would fly out of the entire room.
As the room darkened, the confined space heightened one's vigilance.
Zong Suyi's pupils contracted sharply, like a cat with its fur standing on end. He took two steps back, ready to fight.
Zhang Ting told him not to be nervous or afraid, "I just want to ask you some questions, sir."
He looked puzzled. "What's the problem?" Even though they were inside, she was still speaking rather awkwardly.
She approached slowly, her posture relaxed. "It's nothing more than the way husband and wife get along. Should the west wind prevail over the east wind, or the east wind prevail over the west wind?"
Zong Suyi's eyes widened in disbelief. Overpower? Who overpowers whom? It's all the same result, what's the difference...? Is she planning some new trick?
While he hesitated out of fear, a glimmer of hope also rose within him.
Unable to resist the urge, I asked, looking over with a mixture of curiosity and shyness, only to be handed a caterpillar.
"Ahhhhh—" Zong Suyi jumped up in fright, goosebumps rising all over her body. She climbed onto the round table and yelled, "Throw this thing away!"
Zhang Ting let out a string of laughter, extremely happy, almost laughing herself silly. She coughed twice and said, "Xiao Mao is timid, my lord, please calm down."
Zong Suyi's face was pale, as if he had suffered a great injustice, his eyes brimming with tears as he glared at her resentfully. This bastard, this bastard, this bastard! He's scared the crap out of him!
How could he have married such an unromantic and awful bastard? An overwhelming sense of powerlessness rose in his heart, and large tears welled up like a flood.
Seeing this situation, Zhang Ting realized that things had gotten serious, so she threw away the caterpillar and returned to sincerely apologize.
She has apologized countless times; she's incredibly experienced.
He slumped into a ball, looking dejected, and shed tears.
"You always say you'll change, but you're just lying to me. You just love bullying me..."
Seeing his pitiful state, Zhang Ting felt utterly guilty and apologized repeatedly, promising to let him get his revenge.
Zong Suyi paused in her sobbing, then suddenly looked up, her misty eyes shining brightly.
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