However, this time the cards seemed to be against him. Wei Zhan lost five rounds in one go, and was left with only his underpants.
Yingbao glanced at his underpants and wondered if she should do it again.
Wei Zhan also noticed the young lady's gaze, his face turned red, and he quickly brought his legs together and knelt diagonally on the bed.
"Not coming anymore." He put away the leaf cards depressedly, then stared at Yingbao in a daze.
"My lady, we haven't had our wedding night yet."
Yingbao blinked: "You want to have your wedding night now?"
Wei Zhan nodded.
Yingbao: "But it's daytime now, and people say you can't talk during the day."
Wei Zhan looked at his wife with resentment: "We are husband and wife now."
Yingbao thought about it and said, "Okay."
Anyway, the wedding night will come sooner or later, so it’s better to do it during the day.
Wei Zhan was overjoyed and immediately stood up and lowered the curtain.
As the saying goes: In this small garden, all the spring scenery is gathered. There are red peach blossoms, white plum blossoms, and yellow cauliflowers.
Occasionally, I walked past Donggang on a whim, where orioles were singing, swallows were dancing, and butterflies were busy.
It was not until after noon that Wei Zhan came out of the room and told the maid to bring water into the house and help his wife wash.
He also asked someone to go to the kitchen to prepare some easy-to-digest food and bring it into the room.
The next morning, when Yingbao was about to get up, Wei Zhan hugged her.
"Let me go! I need to go pay my respects to my mother-in-law." Ying Bao poked his arm unhappily.
“No.” Wei Zhan pressed his face against his wife’s back like a dog-skin plaster: “My mother said that you don’t need to go to pay respects in the morning. She wants to sleep a little longer.”
Yingbao: "That won't work, your sisters-in-law are all here, and your sister..."
"They have no right to control us." Wei Zhan continued to stick to his wife.
Yingbao: "Then I have to go to the Gongfang."
Wei Zhan then let go of his wife and sat up: "I'll go too."
The two of them put on their clothes, went to the toilet outside together, and then came back together to wash and eat.
Another day passed like this.
I returned home on the third day.
Wei Zhan got up early and checked the gift list personally. He asked the servant to harness the carriage and load all the gifts to be sent to Yue's family.
After the lady had packed up, the two of them had a light breakfast and went to report to Madam Wang before getting on the carriage and heading to the Jiang family.
Watching the group of people walk away, Wei's wife Cao sneered, returned to her yard, and said to her husband Wei Wenbo: "You worked so hard outside, but in the end they took it away in a car. If you don't know, you would think our house is the Jiang family's money box."
Wei Wenbai was eating without saying a word.
Cao sat down at the table and glanced at the dishes on the table: "I say, you are too honest. This business in the capital has always been managed by you and your second brother, and in the end, even the pot was taken away by someone. How can you tolerate this?"
Wei Wenbo: "Dad has already made up for the deficit, so let's not talk about this anymore."
"I don't want to mention it, but it's not worth it for you." Cao picked up a steamed bun and took a bite, then said softly, "Da Lang, why don't you talk to Dad and ask him to give us a share of the family property."
Wei Wenbo glanced at his wife and said, "Dividing the family? How dare you say that."
Cao: "If we don't divide it, we will end up with nothing. Don't you see how Qilang is? He wants to give all our assets to the Jiang family."
Wei Wenbo snorted: "He only took some visible things, the big money is in Dad's hands. I say, don't get involved."
Cao curled her lips and said, "Everything that Dad has will be left to Qilang in the future. If it falls into our hands, there will only be some leftovers."
"You know shit!" Wei Wenbai didn't want to talk nonsense with an ignorant and stupid woman. He finished the porridge in his bowl, took a sip of the tea brought by the maid, wiped his mouth with a towel, and got up to leave.
Seeing her husband was about to go out again, Cao couldn't help but chase him and ask, "Will you have lunch when you come back?"
"No, I have to meet a client." Wei Wenbai said without turning his head, and his servant had already rushed out to harness the carriage.
Cao: "Will you come back for dinner tonight?"
Wei Wenbai ignored him and walked straight out of the Moon Gate.
Cao stomped her feet in anger and turned to go into the house.
At this time, a woman came in, whispered something into Cao's ear, and then covered her mouth and laughed, "I am almost fifty years old, and I have never seen a woman so shameless, playing around with a man in the house in broad daylight. Tsk tsk, she is even a county lady, I can't bear to watch it."
Cao twitched her lips, feeling mixed emotions.
I have also been through a honeymoon period, and it was the sweetest time of my life, and so was Dalang.
But now, he doesn’t go into his bedroom once a month.
She snorted and said to the maid, "Don't let Zhu'er and the others hear this, or they will be corrupted."
"How can I tell this to a young lady?" The old woman sat down at the table and picked up a steamed bun and stuffed it into her mouth.
She was Cao's wet nurse and followed Cao into the Wei family. She felt that she was different from other servants and sometimes ate at the same table with Cao.
Cao also sat down and stared out the door in a daze.
She had a little sister, born to her stepmother, who was about the same age as the county princess and had a good appearance. She originally wanted to marry her to Wei Qilang, but her mother-in-law, Wang, refused outright.
Until now, her little sister has not been promised to anyone, and her stepmother is probably still dreaming of letting her daughter marry into the Wei family.
Or, why don’t I invite my little sister to live with me at home for a few days
... ...
June is the hottest time of the year.
But it is also the season for viewing lotus.
After Yingbao and Wei Zhan returned home, they went to a lotus pond on the outskirts of the city to admire the lotus flowers.
Together with them were Jiang Jie and his wife.
This lotus pond is very large, and the lotus leaves in the pond are dancing and swaying in the wind.
Lotus flowers stand on the lotus leaves, dazzlingly beautiful.
Ying Bao wanted to go pick lotus flowers with her sister-in-law Luo Zhao, but Wei Zhan held her arm and said, "I'll go with you. Let your brother take care of her."
So, the two pairs of people each took two small boats and went into the deep lotus field to pick lotus.
Lotus leaves are very useful in midsummer. Not only can they be used to wrap food and snacks instead of oil paper, but they can also be used to make porridge to relieve heat.
This time, Yingbao picked lotus petals, took them home, dried them, and made lotus scented powder.
The boatman rowed the boat, passing by flowers and willows, and went deep into the lotus pond.
Wei Zhan was busy and having fun, helping his wife pick lotus petals.
The boatman asked curiously, "Young lady, why don't you just pick the whole flower?"
Yingbao: "I only use the petals. If I pick the whole flower, you will have less lotus seeds in your lotus pond."
The boatman laughed and said, "Young lady, you are thoughtful."
The boat soon reached the inside of the lotus pond, and the boatman said, "There is a small island in this lotus pond. I will take you there for a stroll."
Yingbao nodded.
She also vaguely saw a small island on the shore, but because the lotus leaves were too tall and dense, she could not see what was there.
The boat soon sailed to the island.
I saw pavilions and corridors on the island, which were very elegant.
Wei Zhan jumped onto the shore first, then reached out to catch Yingbao who jumped over.
The boatman asked, "Sir and Miss, would you like to eat some fresh lotus roots?"
Wei Zhan said quickly: "Yes, go and prepare it."
The boatman agreed and left with a long pole.
Yingbao and her partner stepped onto the veranda and strolled along it.
There were other tourists in the corridor, but not many, only two or three.
Suddenly someone turned around and his eyes met Yingbao's.
In a flash, the Xuanwu in Yingbao's mind suddenly called out loudly: "How come he is also in this world?"
Yingbao: "Who is he?"
"The one who is sorry for you!"