Raising husband in Zhai Douwen

When Shang Jiayan woke up, it was already high in the sun.

He glanced at the brightness in the room through the bed curtain, got up uncertainly, leaned over Yang Jiming who was sleeping on the outside, and lifted the curtain.

At this moment, the warm sunshine in the autumn is slightly dazzling. How could he wake up late on the second day of his wedding? Isn't he just in a hurry to give someone a talk?

When the body ached, Shang Jiayan squeezed Yang Jiming's face angrily.

This face is quite handsome even when he is asleep.

Shang Jiayan let go, endured the pain and got up from the bed.

His body was dry, and Shang Jiayan vaguely remembered that it was Yang Jiming who washed him last night when he was half asleep and half awake, and his little face blushed again.

Like yesterday morning, Yang Jiming pushed Shang Jiayan back on the bed.The difference is that today he hugged her in his arms.

Shang Jiayan struggled to get up, and said urgently: "It's very late, it's too late to greet mother."

"I've sent someone to the main courtyard to answer the question. Mother spared you the morning and evening meditation."

Shang Jiayan heaved a sigh of relief, and said inappropriately: "That should be the case."

"Is your back sore?" Yang Jiming diverted his attention and rubbed his waist while talking.

"En." Shang Jiayan buried her head in his arms, enjoying his service. "It's all your fault."

"Blame me." Yang Jiming touched the corner of his mouth lightly, "I'll put some medicine on your back."

Immediately, Shang Jiayan's face turned red, "Give me the medicine, and I will apply it myself."

"It's inconvenient for you, you can't fix it yourself." After finishing speaking, Yang Jiming dug out the medicine from the medicine box and rubbed it on him.

Shang Jiayan turned sideways to face the wall, the blush on his face couldn't go away no matter what.

Gollum, gollum.

The two froze at the same time.

Shang Jiayan covered his ears and said, "It's not my stomach that is growling, you didn't hear anything."

The smile on the corner of Yang Jiming's mouth couldn't be suppressed, so he turned his body, "It's my stomach that is crying. Daughter-in-law, I'm hungry for my husband."

"Then hurry up and wash up, and then eat." Shang Jiayan looked away guiltily.

Yang Jiming chuckled, then hurriedly got up and dressed, and brought Shang Jiayan's clothes over.

"I'll help you get dressed."

"I'll do it myself." Shang Jiayan snatched the clothes from Yang Jiming's hand, raised his eyes and glanced at him, "Turn your back."

While getting dressed, Shang Jiayan slandered with a blushing face: How could this person look like two people from yesterday morning, so dishonest!

By the time they finished washing, brunch was just being served.

Shang Jiayan unconsciously supported his waist with his hands, and walked a little slower than usual.

Yang Jiming hugged him horizontally to the dining table, "It's uncomfortable to sit on a chair, please sit on my lap."

Outside the door, Mama Gu hid the cushion in her hand behind her back, turned around and left, and decided not to enter the house to serve her.

Shang Jiayan sat on Yang Jiming's lap and glanced at the servants around him.The maids and servants all lowered their heads, but their smiles could not be stopped, especially Huai An, whose shoulders were shaking.

Shang Jiayan, who had followed the rules for so many years, was so ashamed that he pinched the arm around his waist in embarrassment.

Yang Jiming ordered the left and right: "You don't need to serve here, you all go down first."

"Yes." The servants left quickly.

Huai'an, who was at the end, closed the door for them from the outside.

Yang Jiming said: "There is no one else, so don't be shy."

"You still dare to say it?" Shang Jia said angrily, "It's all your fault, I don't have to let those servant girls laugh at me."

"Where are they a joke? It's clearly envy."

Yang Jiming took a spoonful of Wuhei porridge to feed him, "I specially ordered the kitchen to cook it for you, and put some brown sugar in it."

"It's a bit sweet, but it's not bad." After Shang Jiayan took a sip, he ate another spoonful of the porridge that was brought to his mouth.

Shang Jiayan pursed his lips and refused to eat until half a bowl of porridge was finished. "I'm stuffed."

"Today's breakfast and lunch are combined, and I will eat a little bit."

Under Yang Jiming's coaxing, Shang Jiayan managed to finish the whole bowl of porridge.

belch……

After eating, Shang Jiayan burped.

Yang Jiming chuckled, hugged him and put him on the soft couch, then sat back at the dining table and picked up a big bowl of food.

Shang Jiayan sat on the soft couch for a while, and subconsciously waited until Yang Jiming had finished eating before saying that he would go to see how the preparations for the homecoming ceremony were going.

The door-returning ceremony was prepared by the lady who ordered the housekeeper. Although they all followed the custom in the mansion, there were still big differences.

After reading it, Shang Jiayan sighed inwardly, thinking about how to add some, while making people speechless.

At this time, Yang Jiming raised his voice and shouted: "Second Aunt!"

The second lady walked over with a smile, "Yo, Ji Ming and Jiayan are watching the return ceremony!"

"Hello, Second Aunt."

"Hey! Let's Jiayan look more tender today than yesterday, so handsome." The second lady joked with a loud smile.

"Second Aunt, stop making fun of me." Shang Jiayan smiled lightly. "Let me take a look, what did my sister-in-law prepare for my in-laws?" The second lady looked while talking, and gave Yang Jiming and Shang Jiayan a meaningful look.

The housekeeper Cao Rui hurriedly sent a servant to report to the main courtyard.

Not long after, Mother Liu came over.

Mother Liu smiled and said, "The Second Madam is here too. The Eldest Madam heard that the Third Young Master and the Third Young Madam came to see the door ceremony, so she quickly sent me to bring this over."

After finishing speaking, she took a box from the hand of the little maid and opened it for them to see. "This century-old ginseng is the treasure of the eldest lady, and the eldest lady said to give it to the master and wife of the in-laws."

Shang Jiayan hurriedly said: "This is too precious."

The second lady smiled and persuaded: "The elders can't refuse the gift. No, this is a gift for in-laws, not for you juniors."

Mother Liu echoed with a smile: "Second Madam is absolutely right."

Shang Jiayan hesitated for a few seconds, and said: "Thank you for your troubles, and thank you for Liu's mother."

"Third Young Madam, you're being polite. You watch first, I'll go back and call Da Madam back."

After Liu's mother left, Shang Jiayan and Yang Jiming were also preparing to leave.

When the second lady left, she whispered in Shang Jiayan's ear, "Thank you for your mother-in-law."

After returning to the house, Yang Jiming worried: "What did the second aunt whisper to you? Although she helped this time, she and her mother have always been at odds with each other. Be careful not to get involved in trouble by her."

"It's my aunt who really helps us."

"Huh?" Yang Jiming was stunned for a moment, "Auntie invited her?"

Shang Jiayan nodded.

"I thought the second aunt was trying to scare off my mother."

"Auntie is thoughtful, transparent, and always considers us."

Yang Jiming put his arms around Shang Jiayan's waist and put his head on his shoulder like a big dog.

"With my aunt and you, I am very satisfied."

Shang Jiayan hugged him back, his brows and eyes slightly bent.

"Young Madam, Bai..."

Shang Jiayan hurriedly pushed Yang Jiming away, and Huai An stood outside the door, turning around in bewilderment.

Yang Jiming frowned, pulled Shang Jiayan to sit on the couch together, and said in a deep voice, "Come in."

Huai An walked in nervously, and said: "Third Young Master, Third Young Madam, Aunt Du sent Miss Baiping over."

Shang Jiayan squeezed Yang Jiming's palm, and Yang Jiming's expression eased.

Shang Jiayan said: "Please come in, Miss Baiping."

"Yes."

After Bai Ping came in, she saluted and said, "Aunt Du knew that Mrs. San Shao would come home tomorrow, and happened to get some special products from her hometown Suzhou today, so she sent some to the masters in the house."

What this means is that everyone has been delivered, and the old lady and the eldest lady know about it.

"Young Madam can keep it for herself, or add it to the homecoming gift for the master and wife of the in-laws, as you like."

Shang Jiayan nodded slightly, "I see, thank Auntie for me."

Bai Ping directed the people to bring the presents in.

Shang Jiayan counted the points. In addition to Suzhou specialties, there are actually ten brocades that are priced but not marketed.

Faced with such an expensive gift, Shang Jiayan dared not accept it.

Bai Ping said: "Auntie said that if the master and wife marry the third young lady to our third young master, any gift is not considered expensive."

Yang Jiming nodded when he heard it, and said to Shang Jiayan: "This is my aunt's wish, please accept it."

"This is too precious. I appreciate Auntie's kindness, and thank Auntie on behalf of my parents."

"To tell you the truth, Mrs. Third, my aunt can get a dozen or twenty pieces of brocade like this every year, so you can accept it."

Hearing her persuasion, not only Shang Jiayan, but even Yang Jiming also realized how rich Aunt Du is.

Finally, Shang Jiayan accepted ten bolts of cloud brocade.

He picked out a sapphire blue one, and the rest were put in the return gift.

Yang Jiming looked at the royal blue brocade and said, "You look good in any color, and royal blue suits you well."

"This is for you."

Yang Jiming's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at Shang Jiayan's hand shining brightly.

Shang Jiayan glanced at him sideways, "I don't know how to be a female celebrity, so let the embroiderer make clothes."

"I want to say, Jing Shuo kept one for himself to make new clothes." As he spoke, he picked out a lake-blue cloud brocade.

Shang Jiayan smiled lightly, and ordered Ziyu to take down the two brocades.

Then, he said to Yang Jiming: "My aunt gave you such a precious gift, so we should return something. Jiming, do you know what my aunt likes and what she lacks?"

Yang Jiming picked him up, "Lack of grandchildren."

Shang Jiayan's face flushed red, one arm wrapped around his neck, and the other hammered on his shoulder, "Don't promiscuously."

"Let's continue that night." Yang Jiming smiled meanly.

Shang Jiayan gave him a disgusted look, "I'm going back tomorrow, and you'll be sleeping outside alone tonight."

Immediately, Yang Jiming lowered his head and said pitifully, "Since I have a wife, I can't sleep alone."

"Then I'll arrange a room for you, do you want a servant or a maid?" Shang Jiayan looked at him with cold eyes.

When he said this, he was actually very nervous.

Fortunately, Yang Jiming did not disappoint him.

"I sleep alone in the outer room."

At night, Shang Jiayan asked Huai'an to make a bed in the outer room, and drove Yang Jiming to the outer room to sleep alone.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Yang Jiming sneaked into the inner room, climbed onto the bed, and put him in his arms.

Shang Jiayan took the hand on his waist away, "Didn't you agree to sleep outside tonight?"

"Already slept in the outer room."

"You are fooling."

"Daughter-in-law, I have to go back tomorrow morning, so go to sleep."

Shang Jiayan snorted, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and found a comfortable position in Yang Jiming's arms.

Yang Jiming kissed the corner of his mouth, and then he fell asleep peacefully.