As she spoke, Feng Huiying lowered her voice so that only the two of them could hear, "Her husband doesn't come home every other day. I heard he has a mistress outside. Wait, if this mistress gives birth to a son, I'm afraid her position will be in jeopardy."
Although Shen Mingzhu enjoys listening to gossip, she still feels uncomfortable when she hears something like this.
It was not that she sympathized with Jiang Jing out of a saintly heart, but she felt sad and speechless about the idea of favoring boys over girls in this era.
What's wrong with girls? Without women to reproduce, humans would have been extinct long ago. If you have the ability, don't come out of a woman's belly, jump out of a stone yourself! Seeing that she didn't say anything, Feng Huiying smiled again: "In fact, many people in the family compound envy you. Although Ziheng is not your biological child, it's no different from your biological child. No matter whether you and Pei Yang have a boy or a girl in the future, no one will gossip."
Shen Mingzhu casually replied, "I haven't thought about this yet. I'll wait until Ziheng is older."
Hearing her say this, Feng Huiying suddenly became hesitant, "Well, Mingzhu, I want to ask you something, please don't be unhappy."
"Well, you ask."
Feng Huiying looked behind her and saw no one, so she whispered mysteriously into Shen Mingzhu's ear, "Haven't you and Pei Yang consummated your marriage yet?"
Shen Mingzhu was picking the extra old leaves at the roots of the camellia and couldn't help but sneer when she heard this.
She knew that nothing good would happen if she met that Fairy Ma.
She had already felt guilty for not being able to give Pei Yang a happy wedding night, and now she was even more unwilling to let Pei Yang bear the blame for nothing.
At that moment, Shen Mingzhu told Feng Huiying everything about why she and Pei Yang had not consummated their marriage, and about her aunt's early visit last night.
She was not afraid that Feng Huiying would spread the news. She even hoped that Feng Huiying would help her spread the news.
That night, Feng Huiying told this to her husband in bed.
"...I really didn't realize that Pei Yang, who looks big and strong, is actually quite thoughtful and romantic. He wanted to give Mingzhu a perfect marriage, but he didn't expect that the weather would not be so good."
"He is really patient. He faces his delicate wife every day and he can't bear to touch her even once."
Although He Tao admired his brother's perseverance, he teased him, "He just hasn't had sex yet. There's a big difference between a man who has had sex and a man who hasn't."
Feng Huiying glanced at her man and said, "It shows that he is a clean man. He is much better than those who mess around outside."
"…I didn't do anything out there, what did you tell me?"
"How dare you! I will break your legs."
"You, just scold me, and you even scold yourself. I am a dog, so aren't you a bitch?"
…
When Zhou Shuhuan returned home, he heard the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law talking in the living room as soon as he entered the door. They were laughing as they talked.
He didn't care, changed his shoes and prepared to go back to the room to sleep.
There has been a lot of work in the factory these days. He has to work overtime from 9 am to 9 pm every day. He is so exhausted that he doesn't want to say much.
"Shuhuan, you're off work now. I left some food in the pot for you. I'll bring it out for you."
As soon as she saw him, Shen Baolan stood up hurriedly.
"No more."
Zhou Shuhuan replied casually and was about to go back to the house, but Shen Baolan stepped forward and pulled him back, "I specially made the braised pork with potatoes that you like, try it."
Long-lost memories suddenly came back to him. Thinking of the braised pork with potatoes he had eaten at the Pei family's dinner table last year, Zhou Shuhuan swallowed subconsciously.
"Okay, bring it out."
Hearing his answer, Shen Baolan ran into the kitchen happily.
Shen Baolan was really determined to live a good life with Zhou Shuhuan. She was much more diligent and positive than before. In addition to serving her parents-in-law and husband every day, she also took Zhou Hao to study every day.
This kind of performance also changed the Zhou family's elders' opinion of her and they were willing to accept her again.
Zhou Shuhuan knew his wife's cooking skills, so he didn't hold out much hope. But when Shen Baolan brought a bowl of braised pork with potatoes to the table, he felt so disappointed that he couldn't describe it in words.
"Eat it. I specially saved some meat for you. Mom and Dad said it was delicious. Xiaohao ate a big bowl of it tonight."
Under Shen Baolan's hard boasting, Zhou Shuhuan reluctantly picked up the chopsticks.
It tasted very bland, completely different from what he had tasted at Pei's dinner table last year.
Pei Yang is so lucky to be able to eat such delicious meals every day.
Comparing it with the food he had eaten, Zhou Shuhuan not only felt tasteless in his mouth, but also felt completely boring in his heart.
Shen Baolan didn't notice her husband's gloomy mood, and she chattered on about the gossip in the family compound: "Today, Fairy Ma came to our family compound to perform a ritual and saw Shen Mingzhu. Guess what she said?"
Seeing Zhou Shuhuan looking at her, Shen Baolan smiled with her hands covering her mouth, "Ma Xiangu said that Shen Mingzhu is still a virgin! Pei Yang is really a useless piece of embroidered pillow. It's been so long since he came back, and the wedding has been held, but he hasn't..."
“Bang!”
Zhou Shuhuan raised his hand and slapped him in the face.
Shen Baolan's words suddenly stopped. She covered her beaten face and stared at Zhou Shuhuan in amazement.
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Zhou Shuhuan's face was filled with anger, which was rare for him. "Shut your stinky mouth. If I hear you gossip about Brother Yang's family again, I will beat you up!"
After saying this, Zhou Shuhuan walked back to his room.
Shen Baolan sat at the dinner table in a daze, unable to recover for a long time.
Ma Sufen only glanced at her son when he started doing it, and then continued watching TV without paying attention.
Zhou Hao, who was drawing on the coffee table, also had no reaction to Shen Baolan's beating. He hummed a song and scribbled on the sketchbook.
Shen Baolan sat there for a long time but her grandmother and grandson paid no attention to her. She could only wipe away her tears in grievance and put the food and chopsticks on the table into the kitchen.
…
Zhou Shuhuan lay on the bed, his heart surging with emotions.
No wonder Brother Yang dotes on Shen Mingzhu so much and is willing to spend two thousand yuan to give Shen Mingzhu a grand wedding. Is it because he is not good in that aspect, so he wants to make up for it in other aspects?
But this kind of thing cannot be made up for by a wedding.
Could Brother Yang have the heart to let Shen Mingzhu be a widow for the rest of her life?
He knew it wasn't something he should worry about, but he couldn't help but think about it.
If, if he had married Shen Mingzhu instead.
If he had married Shen Mingzhu, he would be living a very happy life now.
The house would be kept clean and tidy every day, he could eat delicious meals every day, and he would not let Shen Mingzhu suffer. He would treat her well and pamper her more than Brother Yang.
…
After Yan Su finished instructing the housekeeper about the shopping for the engagement banquet, she suddenly remembered something and took out spicy strips and dried tofu from her handbag.
Just as I was about to hand it to the housekeeper, I was attracted by the trademark name on the spicy strips packaging.
The housekeeper waited for a while but received no instructions, and could not help but speak up, "Second Miss, if you have nothing else to say, I will go and do my work first."
"Well, go ahead."
After the housekeeper left, Yan Su put the spicy strips and dried tofu back into the bag.
Her brother's attitude towards these two things was so strange that she decided to go and see for herself.
Second update~