Raising husband in Zhai Douwen

Fan Wenqiang, the shopkeeper of Moxiangzhai, is a fellow of Aunt Du's hometown, and was a candidate who failed twice.After Aunt Du bought Moxiangzhai, Fan Wenqiang, who was penniless, came to apply for the job as the shopkeeper of Moxiangzhai, and Aunt Du hired him.

Shopkeeper Fan recognized Yang Jiming, and when he saw the only son of the owner coming, he hurried forward to greet him personally.

"The third young master is here, who is this?" Shopkeeper Fan looked at Shang Jiayan and thought to himself: This young master's temperament and appearance are not vulgar, and he is so close to the third young master, he should be the young lady, right?Don't be no, otherwise the boss will have a headache again.

"I remember you, you went to the mansion to find my aunt."

"The third young master has a good memory."

"This is my wife, and the new boss of Mo Xiangzhai."

"So it's Young Madam," Shopkeeper Fan smiled more cheerfully and more naturally. "Third Young Master, Third Young Madam, please speak in the back hall."

Shopkeeper Fan took the initiative to come over with the account books over the years, "Young Madam, these are Mo Xiangzhai's account books."

Shang Jiayan glanced at the account books indifferently, and said, "Shopkeeper Fan, we just happened to pass by, so we came in to have a look. There is no rush about the account books."

Shopkeeper Fan said with a smile: "I just got a copy a few days ago, and I will send it to the young lady after I finish copying it."

"Then I will trouble shopkeeper Fan to send me a manuscript copy."

Shopkeeper Fan smiled slightly, and said, "Okay. After I finish copying, I will send the copy and the account book to the young lady."

"Then there will be the shopkeeper Lao Fan."

"Young Madam, you are being polite. This is what I should do."

When Yang Jiming and Shang Jiayan left Moxiangzhai, Shopkeeper Fan gave Shang Jiayan several volumes of chat books.

After returning to Chenxiangyuan, Yang Jiming flipped through the few story books, and what he wrote was nothing more than love and love, the scholar rushing for the exam and the daughter of the boudoir, the down-and-out scholar and the fox fairy in the mountain, and so on.

"Boring." Yang Jiming threw the book aside.

Shang Jiayan also flipped through a few pages, then put them all away, and said to Yang Jiming, "I'm going to Auntie's."

"I'll go with you."

In Puhe Courtyard, Aunt Du took the notebook and said, "I've been to Moxiangzhai."

"Yes, shopkeeper Fan gave you these notebooks." Shang Jiayan observed Aunt Du's expression calmly.

He could tell that shopkeeper Fan gave him these scriptures just to give to Aunt Du through his hand.

Aunt Du smiled faintly and said, "Old Fan knows that I like to read these in my free time, so I will send them every month."

Hearing this, Shang Jiayan couldn't help letting out a soft "ah".

Aunt Du smiled and said, "Don't blame him, he's just worrying."

"Treasurer Fan is for Auntie and Mo Xiangzhai, I can understand." It turned out that this was just a small temptation for him, no wonder he was given such a trick when they first met.

Yang Jiming looked at them back and forth a few more times and blinked his eyes. Why couldn't he understand?

"What are you talking about? What did shopkeeper Fan do? Did he embarrass Jing Shuo?"

Shang Jiayan shook his head, "No."

Seeing that her son was nervous about her daughter-in-law, Aunt Du smiled and said, "The shopkeeper Fan deliberately gave the storybook to Mrs. Third Young Master in order to send it to me through Mrs. Third Young Master. Those who want to harm me can use this to arrange and frame me."

Yang Jiming said angrily: "So he is testing Jing Shuo!"

Shang Jiayan tugged at his sleeve, "Shopkeeper Fan also had good intentions, for Mo Xiangzhai."

"That's not OK!"

Aunt Du burst out laughing, and said with satisfaction: "Seeing that you are so loving, I feel relieved." Especially since Yang Jiming has changed, he no longer goes out to fool around or gamble these days.

"I made my aunt laugh." Shang Jiayan let go of Yang Jiming's sleeve.

Aunt Du said: "When your marriage was first settled, I was worried for a while. Fortunately, the third young master is blessed to marry such a good young lady."

Shang Jiayan said: "Auntie made fun of me."

Yang Jiming said, "Auntie is right."

Aunt Du smiled happily, and the laughter spread outside the house.

Yang Zhengyi stopped the subordinates from speaking, and listening to the laughter in the room, the corners of his mouth could not help but slightly twitch.

"What are you talking about, smiling so happily?"

"Master Hou is here." Aunt Du stood up to greet her.

Monk Yang Jiming and Shang Jiayan also got up quickly to salute.

Aunt Du poured a cup of tea for Yang Zhengyi, "The two of them came to chat with me for a while, and gossiped a little bit."

Yang Jiming said: "Father, Auntie, let's go back first."

Yang Zhengyi looked at his son who had changed a lot, then at his gentle and demure daughter-in-law, and said, "You stay and have a meal together."

Immediately, Aunt Du raised a smile overjoyed, and said first: "Hey, I'll send someone to inform the kitchen."

Yang Jiming and Shang Jia said in unison that it should be.

When they returned to Chenxiang Courtyard, it was already dark and the lights inside and outside the house were already on.

Yang Jiming followed Shang Jiayan into the house, but Shang Jiayan blocked him at the door of the inner room.

"Jing Shuo, let me in." Yang Jiming put his hands on the door frame and said pitifully.

"It's only the second day, and the agreed ten-day period has not yet come." Shang Jiayan refused to let him in.

"Jing Shuo..."

"let go."

Yang Jiming obediently let go, and Shang Jiayan closed the door.

Fuquan hid aside and laughed non-stop, Huai An and the others wanted to laugh but dared not.

Yang Jiming sighed and had to go to the small study to rest.Unexpectedly, after changing the ear room into a small study room, it became his sleeping place.

He sat down at the desk and found a copy of "Strange Customs" on the desk.Upon closer inspection, the editor of this book was actually his father-in-law.

So, he read the book carefully.

The book records the customs and cultures of various places in this dynasty. The more Yang Jiming read, the more fascinated he was, and he flipped through half of it unconsciously.

The door was pushed open from the outside, Qi Yue came in with a bowl of lotus seed porridge, and gently placed it on the table, "Third Young Master, I brought you a bowl of lotus seed porridge, eat it while it's hot."

"Huh? The young lady ordered you to bring it?" Yang Jiming didn't doubt him, but he didn't eat either, because he didn't have the habit of eating late at night.

"Third Young Master, eat quickly."

"Just leave it alone, you go out first."

"Master..."

"Master!"

The two young masters overlapped, and Gu's mother shouted outside, her voice sounded urgent.

"Come in!" Yang Jiming put down the book in his hand.He was worried that Shang Jiayan was in a hurry and asked Mama Gu to come to him.

After Gu's mother came in, she saw Qi Yue and the lotus seed porridge on the table.

She stepped forward and saluted, and said, "Third Young Master, forgive me. I saw that the light in the anteroom is still on. I would like to ask Third Young Master if I can cook some meals."

Hearing this, Yang Jiming glanced at Qi Yue who was trembling a little, what else didn't he understand?

At any rate, he accompanied his mother and younger sister to watch Gongdouju, and also read a few house fighting essays written by his younger sister. Isn't this the prelude to bed climbing?

At this time, Shang Jiayan, who heard the movement, came over wearing a coat.

Yang Jiming quickly wrapped his clothes tightly, "It's cold in the night, why did you come out by yourself? Just call someone and tell me to go over."

Shang Jiayan didn't look at other people, but said to Yang Jiming calmly: "It's very late, I'll read the book tomorrow, and now I'm going back to my room to rest."

"Okay." Yang Jiming smiled, and went back to the main room with Shang Jiayan in his arms.

He thought to himself: It was a blessing in disguise, and I have to thank this boy who wanted to climb the bed.

After lying on the familiar big bed, Yang Jiming turned sideways and hugged Shang Jiayan with a smile on his face.

Shang Jiayan said to him: "Qiyue and Hongyu are both dowries specially chosen by my mother for me. In fact, it can be understood that they were chosen for you."

Yang Jiming was stunned for a moment. Is this the house the mother-in-law prepared for her son-in-law?

"I do not need."

Shang Jiayan slightly bent the corners of his mouth, and continued: "Mother is worried that I won't be liked by you, so she wants them to compete for me. Anyway, their deeds of prostitution are in my hands, so I'm not afraid of them turning the world upside down."

"I don't need them, and you don't need them. In order to avoid things like this tonight, why don't you send them back to the Shang Mansion."

Just now, he remembered a passage in the book.

In the hero's backyard, there is an aunt who is the dowry of the original wife. Doesn't it mean that one of Shang Jiayan's dowry became the aunt?

Although the original intention of the mother-in-law was for Jing Shuo, if this man and woman continue to stay, there is no guarantee that they will not have crooked thoughts in the future.

"Yeah." Shang Jiayan was also afraid that what happened tonight would happen again.

If the bowl of porridge had added ingredients and Yang Jiming ate it, but no one noticed that Qi Yue went in, that kind of result is not acceptable to him now.

Thinking of this, Shang Jiayan couldn't help reaching out to hug Yang Jiming, and buried his head on his neck.

It seems that only in this way can he feel at ease.