"Stop arguing, both of you! Listen to me first. Times are different now. Do you want to live in a dilapidated house for the rest of your life, or do you hope to become rich and powerful again one day?"
"Of course I want to become rich and powerful." The two women said in unison.
"If you want to be rich and powerful, you must work together in the future. How can you two quarrel as soon as you meet? Now that the Xia family is centered on me, you must listen to me in everything in the future. Family style, rules, and respect must be maintained, but the standards are set by me, and the previous rules and regulations are put away for now."
Xia Shang's tone was a little heavy, and the momentum exuded by the 30-year-old executive was still quite strong. The two women looked at each other and were somewhat unwilling:
"Everything is arranged by my husband (young master)."
"In this case, you just listen carefully. I don't mind you calling me by my name, and you don't care about the disrespectful words between each other. You can't hit people at every turn, let alone kneel down."
Qin Huairou wanted to interrupt: "But..."
"There is no but. In the Xia family, what I say is the rule. You don't need to argue, just obey! From now on, if I hear you two bickering, both of you get out!"
Get out? !
The two women couldn't help but look at the man in front of them with fear.
Although this man is of average height and looks weak and Confucian, he is still a little scary at this moment.
Xia Shang knew very well that he could not mess up the ancient rules in ancient times. Some traditions should be preserved. If he wanted to live peacefully, he could not do what people in time-travel novels do and make everyone equal. He had to adapt to the times, otherwise he would definitely cause a lot of trouble.
Moreover, men should be gentle when they should be gentle and ruthless when they should be ruthless. If they do not establish their dignity, the family tradition will not be right. If the family tradition is not right, how can they start a family?
Looking at the expressions of the two women, they should realize whose eyes they should look at at home now.
Xia Shang said no more, waved his hand and asked Li Zhong: "Uncle Zhong, Huairou is back today, and there are limited houses at home, how should we live?"
"Master, I have already arranged it. Master and Madam sleep in the main hall, Xiaoyue and Yazhi sleep in the guest room, and I live in the stable."
It was a bit inappropriate to let Uncle Zhong live in the stable, but there was no other way now, Xia Shang could only nod: "Then I will wrong Uncle Zhong."
"No, no. It's getting late now, Master and Madam should rest first, Xiaoyue and Yazhi, don't disturb Master and Madam."
At this point, Qin Huairou glanced at Yazhi lightly, and the unintentional pride made Yazhi's cheeks bulge, as if saying: "See? Only I am qualified to sleep with your master."
Yazhi wanted to say something, but she held back when she thought of Xia Shang's previous words. She stood up and covered her still burning face and glared at Qin Huairou fiercely, and then followed Uncle Zhong out of the house.
Xia Shang knew that the open and secret struggles between the two women would not end here. But he did not care, but felt secretly proud of it.
After everyone left, Xia Shang sat in front of Qin Huairou, looking at her softly. It seemed that she still could not find love for him in her eyes. The ten thousand taels of gold were far from enough to repair her broken heart. It just gave a woman who was about to despair more hope.
So Qin Huairou was still so indifferent.
It didn't matter. Xia Shang believed that he could win the heart of this woman. Now all the bad things would pass, and good days would come one day.
Although he was penniless now, Xia Shang felt very at ease at the moment. Perhaps this small yard, this shabby thatched house, and this indifferent lady built a home that could accommodate Xia Shang.
This should be the most true portrayal of "I have no hometown in my life, and peace of mind is my home"?
In life, people are burdened by ideals, beliefs, pursuits, desires, and temptations. Sometimes they are heart-wrenching, sometimes they are sad, sometimes they are happy and forget about home, and sometimes they are covered with scars... Such a life should be exciting enough, but why do some people always feel that something is missing when they look back?
After all these twists and turns, Xia Shang's life suddenly discovered that being alone in the desolate and relying on someone to sing is the pursuit he longs for.
Tonight, for the first time, Xia Shang looked into the eyes of his beautiful, quiet and elegant wife. He thought a lot, sighed a lot, and realized a lot.
But the woman in front of him didn't know the rich heart of the man. She was a little flustered when she was looked at. When she was about to speak, her little hand was held in the palm of the man's hand. Before she could react, the man lowered his head and kissed the back of her hand gently...
"Baby, it's late at night, go to sleep."
Although the words were calm, the woman in the room's face was almost burning. She didn't know what was going on. Which inch of her body hadn't been touched and kissed by this man? Why did this simple kiss on the back of the hand make his heart jump out?
Shyness, joy, warmth, and touching all came inexplicably.
The key is that "baby"!
What kind of name is this? Why is it so embarrassing? And why is it so pleasing?
Xia Shang did not notice the impact his casual action would bring to his wife. He walked to the bed with his back to his wife and opened his arms: "As a wife, should I undress my husband?"
As soon as the voice fell, a white figure quickly passed by him and got into the quilt directly, huddled in the corner, facing the wall, motionless, only half of the little ears were seen, so cute.
Xia Shang liked Qin Huairou from the bottom of his heart. The two of them were not only husband and wife in name but also husband and wife in reality. Tonight is another reunion after a short separation, and no matter what, they have to be entangled in love.
Xia Shang was expecting, knowing that the woman was a little shy, so he took off his coat lightly and got into the quilt slowly.
At this time, Xia Shang didn't know what to say, he just felt that the body beside the pillow was fragrant and warm, and he wanted to bite it hard.
Although Xia Shang had never had a girlfriend before, he was not unfamiliar with the love between men and women. However, this married girl was like a little white rabbit in a cage, shivering, with an attractive posture at the mercy of others.
The night wind in ancient times was icy and biting, and the thatched house was ventilated everywhere. Once the cold wind entered the bedding, it would make people shiver.
Xia Shang didn't dare to move. He gently passed his hand through the armpit of the delicate body, and then gently pulled it to his side. Immediately, the fragrant jade was full of his arms, and the fragrant feminine scent lingered in his nose, like rolling in a cloud full of cotton candy, soft and sweet...
The girl seemed a little uncomfortable, moved her body, and turned over to face Xia Shang.
I thought I could see watery, affectionate eyes, but I didn't expect her eyes to be closed, her eyelashes trembling slightly, her eyebrows twisted, looking very unnatural.
She was really patient, trying her best to endure the discomfort and resistance in her heart.
Xia Shang suddenly understood that the reason why this woman let her do whatever she wanted was because she was fulfilling her wife's duty. Her body and her heart were not ready, and they were expressing their unwillingness, but she still endured it.
Xia Shang was somewhat disappointed, but he also felt that this lady was becoming more and more lovable.
"Huairou, don't be afraid. I will just hold you and do nothing."