Raising husband in Zhai Douwen

After the newlyweds are sent to the bridal chamber, the front yard will open.

At the banquet, Yang Zhongming was drinking wine cup after cup, and Yang Jiming didn't know how to block the wine if he wanted to.

Men and women were divided into seats, and Shang Jiayan, who was the wife of the third young lady, sat next to the eldest lady.

Yang Jiming glanced at it from a distance, then walked to sit next to Ding Zijie amidst the noise, and couldn't help yawning.

Not only Ding Zijie looked at him in surprise, but even the other people at the table also looked at him in surprise.

Yang Jiming smiled awkwardly at everyone.

Ding Zijie asked: "Don't you need to help entertain the guests?"

"Your table is also a guest." Yang Jiming took a pair of clean bowls and chopsticks, put a chopstick of spinach into his mouth.

"The groom seems to have drank a lot of wine today, and he doesn't look very happy."

"He's so happy." Yang Jiming answered him while he buried his head in his meal.

Seeing that he was devouring like a hungry ghost, Ding Zijie didn't speak any more, and took the food in front of his chopsticks to eat.

Yang Jiming thought for a while, and added: "The wedding night is a great joy in life."

Ding Zijie couldn't help but said, "What's the matter with you? Just like Fengzi, you've been acting weird lately."

Yang Jiming paused for a moment with his chopsticks, and asked, "What's wrong with Fengzi?"

"Recently, I always hide from people, I don't know what's going on."

Yang Jiming finished the last mouthful of food in the bowl, said "I'll go to my second brother's place to see", then put down his chopsticks and left.

Ding Zijie grinned, wanting to break up with Fa Xiao.

Yang Boying snatched the wine glass from Yang Zhongming's hand, and when he saw Yang Jiming coming, he asked him to help the drunk Yang Zhongming back to the backyard.

When the banquet is over and the guests are sent away, it is Haishi.

After Yang Jiming simply washed up, he lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

Shang Jiayan blew out the candle, passed Yang Jiming who was sleeping on the outside, and lay down on the inside.

As soon as he lay down, Yang Jiming clung to him and held him in his arms.

"Aren't you asleep yet?"

He was answered by long breathing.

Shang Jiayan smiled softly, carefully adjusted his posture in his arms, closed his eyes and soon fell asleep.

The next day, Huaian called out from outside.

Yang Jiming opened his eyes and looked at the light in the room, "It's still early, sleep a little longer."

Shang Jiayan urged him to get up together, "Today the new daughter-in-law is serving tea, we have to go there earlier, so as not to be later than the second elder brother and second sister-in-law."

"Yesterday, the bridal chamber was festive, how could they get up today?" Yang Jiming continued to sleep.

After Shang Jiayan got up and put on his middle coat, he lifted his quilt.

Yang Jiming shivered for a while, so he had to get up and get dressed.

Under Shang Jiayan's urging, the two of them went straight to the main courtyard after washing up.

In the hall room of the main courtyard, Yang Zhengyi and the eldest lady sat in the main seats, with aunts standing on both sides.

Yang Zhongming and Peng Kejing were already sitting on the right seats, so it was clear that they had finished offering tea to their parents.

Yang Jiming and Shang Jiayan first saluted and confessed to Yang Zhengyi and the eldest lady, Shang Jiayan said: "Please forgive me, father and mother, we are late." In fact, they came early.

Afterwards, the two met their new sister-in-law.

Yang Zhongming was expressionless, while Peng Kejing was smiling.

Yang Jiming and Shang Jiayan sat in the third and fourth positions on the left, leaving two seats for the eldest brother and sister-in-law.

Not long after, the Seventh Young Master Yang Shaoming also came over.

After that, the two ladies came together.

The last ones to come were the young master Yang Boying and his wife and the young master Yang Chenyi.

After everyone in Dafang had seen it, everyone went to Fuxi Hall together.

When I came out of Fuxitang, it seemed that it was almost time for lunch.

The eldest lady greeted everyone in the main house to have dinner in the main courtyard.Anyone can see that the happiest person today is Da Furen.

After Yang Zhengyi and the eldest lady took their seats, the others sat down one by one, except Peng Kejing who stood beside the eldest lady.

The eldest lady glanced at Shang Jiayan inadvertently, smiled and said to Peng Kejing: "Sit next to Zhongming, our family is not into that."

Yang Shaoming, who had been sitting next to Yang Zhongming in the past, got up quickly and moved a seat with Yang Wanrong and Yang Wanxin.

Peng Kejing smiled at Yang Shaoming, and then sat in the seat he vacated.

After Yang Zhengyi moved his chopsticks, everyone began to eat together.

Yang Jiming picked Shang Jiayan's favorite dishes and put them in his bowl.

Suddenly, the two pairs of chopsticks bumped into each other, Yang Jiming quickly retracted it, and smiled awkwardly at Peng Kejing.

Peng Kejing also took back her chopsticks. In fact, this is not her favorite dish, but it just happened to be placed in front of her.

Yang Jiming glanced at Peng Kejing's bowl, and it's not difficult to guess that she was just eating the food in front of him, and very little of it.

So, Yang Jiming started to swap the dishes in front of him with those in front of Peng Kejing.

Yang Zhengyi frowned, and looked at Yang Jiming displeasedly: "Eat well."

Yang Jiming smiled embarrassingly, "It's convenient to change the place to pick up vegetables."

The lady smiled and said, "Your pair of chopsticks can't reach you."

"Mother taught me the lesson." Yang Jiming sat down, since he had finished changing anyway.

Shang Jiayan buried his head in eating, the more he ate, the more tasteless he felt.

After returning to Chenxiangyuan, Shang Jiayan looked at the account books on his own, without saying a word to Yang Jiming.

The dull Yang Jiming finally realized that Shang Jiayan was angry.

"Jing Shuo, you seem to be in a bad mood, who made you angry?"

Shang Jiayan put down the account book in his hand and looked at him with complicated eyes.

"What's wrong?" Yang Jiming looked at him blankly, and asked stupidly, "Could it be me?"

"You seem to care about the second sister-in-law very much." Shang Jiayan stared at him resentfully, as if he would cry in a second.

Yang Jiming was taken aback for a moment, and said, "It's just compassion."

"You admit it." Shang Jiayan had a sore nose and tears filled his eyes.

Immediately, Yang Jiming panicked, picked him up quickly, sat on his lap, and said softly: "No, this is like seeing injured cats and dogs on the side of the road, and they will take care of those cats and cats." The dog is sad."

"Sophistry." Shang Jiayan sniffed, his face full of grievances.

"Jing Shuo, I thought of you." Yang Jiming said anxiously, "If you hadn't married me, maybe what the second sister-in-law is facing is what you need to face. In the end, I love you so much, so I only married you today." I will feel compassion for my second sister-in-law."

"It's wrong for my uncle to care about my sister-in-law so much."

"You're right, it's my lack of sense." Yang Jiming hugged him tighter, "Daughter-in-law, I know I was wrong, don't be angry with me, okay?"

Shang Jiayan snorted and twisted his ear hard, only half of the anger disappeared. "Also, I'm married to you, so stop thinking about it. The second sister-in-law is the second sister-in-law, and I am me."

Yang Jiming hurriedly said, "Yes, yes."

Shang Jiayan let out a foul breath and said, "Come out with me in the afternoon."

"it is good."

"Go see the doctor."

"Okay... wait, what's wrong? Is it okay? Is it serious?"

Shang Jiayan finally showed a smile and said, "It's just a normal inspection."

So, after their lunch break, they went to a pharmacy and asked the doctor to see him.

Yang Jiming looked at the doctor nervously.

After the doctor signaled the pulse expressionlessly, he said expressionlessly: "The pulse condition is normal, there is nothing wrong with it."

Yang Jiming heaved a sigh of relief, and thanked with a smile: "Thank you, doctor."

Walking out of the pharmacy, Shang Jiayan couldn't help rubbing his stomach, feeling a little disappointed.

"The doctor said that he is in good health, which is a good thing. Let's walk around the street and return home after dinner." Yang Jiming said beamingly.

"En." Shang Jiayan responded softly, and quickly adjusted his mood.

The couple wandered around, and unknowingly wandered to the vicinity of Mo Xiangzhai.

Shang Jiayan said: "I don't know if Mo Xiangzhai has any new books, let's go and have a look."

"it is good."

Moxiangzhai is divided into upper and lower floors. There are elegant seats on the second floor, where you can drink tea while reading a book.As candidates rushing for the exam gathered in the capital one after another, there were many more guests in the bookstore than in the past.

When Fan Wenqiang saw them, he hurried forward to greet them.

"Third Young Master, Third Young Madam, why are you two here in person? If you need anything, just send someone to let me know, and I will send it over."

Shang Jiayan said: "We happened to pass by and came in to find a few books. Shopkeeper Fan, go and do your work, don't entertain us."

Fan Wenqiang nodded apologetically to them, and continued to entertain other guests.

Shang Jiayan walked to the nearest bookshelf, where all the latest books were placed, he wanted to pick a few to take back to Aunt Du.

Yang Jiming walked to the bookshelf where history books were placed.After this period of crazy reading and studying, he no longer has too many obstacles in reading classical Chinese.

When Lu Yuanan came with his friends, he immediately saw Shang Jiayan.

He walked over to say hello with a little surprise: "Cousin Yan, are you here to buy books too?"

"Just passing by, let's come in and have a look." Shang Jiayan said with a smile.

"Brother Yuanan, have you met someone you know?" Lu Yuanan's friend also came over.

Lu Yuanan said: "Brother Yan, this is my new friend Lu Zixi, who is also a candidate for the exam in Beijing. Brother Zixi, this is my cousin, surnamed Shang."

Lu Zixi raised his hand as a scholar salute, his eyes fell on the book in Shang Jiayan's hand, and he asked casually, "Does Mr. Shang like to read these books?"

"The elders in the family like it, and take a few copies home along the way."

Lu Zixi said: "Brother Yuan'an and I are going to drink tea and read a book on the second floor, if Mr. Shang doesn't mind, you might as well come with us."

"We are going back home, thank you for your kindness." Yang Jiming said behind them.

Lu Yuanan said awkwardly: "My cousin..."

Yang Jiming snorted heavily, and said, "Cousin Yuan'an looks so guilty, what did you do to offend me?"

Suddenly, Lu Yuanan was at a loss.

Shang Jiayan cast a sideways glance at Yang Jiming, and said to Lu Yuanan, "Don't bother with him, go read a book with your friends, we're going back home soon."

Lu Yuanan nodded, "Cousin husband, cousin Yan, I will visit you two another day."

After Lu Zixi and Lu Yuanan went upstairs, they couldn't help asking, "Are they husband and wife?"

Lu Yuanan nodded, "They have a very good relationship."

Lu Zixi looked at him in astonishment, but said nothing.

Shang Jiayan chose a few storybooks, and Yang Jiming chose two history books.After Fan Wenqiang recorded the accounts, he personally helped them deliver them to the carriage.

Yang Jiming helped Shang Jiayan into the carriage and asked the coachman to drive to the ghost market in Nancheng.

Hearing his words, Shang Jiayan couldn't help asking in doubt: "Where is the ghost city?"

"It's a grocery street. Although there are many fake goods, you can still buy good things at low prices. It all depends on luck and eyesight. This is also the fun of a ghost market."

"Do you go there often?" Shang Jiayan looked at him in surprise, because this place sounded like a place where fish and dragons mixed together.

"Been there a few times on errands."

Shang Jiayan nodded, and followed him to the ghost market.

On both sides of the road in the ghost market are densely packed street stalls, behind the stalls are shops, and various commodities are displayed row by row.

People come and go, noisy and noisy, very lively.

Yang Jiming took one of his hands and said to him, "The carriage can't get in. Let's take a walk. Holding hands won't get us separated."

"Okay." Shang Jiayan responded softly, and squeezed Yang Jiming's hand tightly.

Yang Jiming led him past the stalls.

Jade, calligraphy and painting, wood carvings, masks, crickets...

There are all kinds of things.

Shang Jiayan's nervousness gradually dissipated, and he walked around with great interest.After a while, Fuquan and Huai'an's hands were full of things.