Chapter 873: 943: Still a silly younger brother
Why should one enjoy the fruits of their wife’s labor while looking down on her at the sa ti?
Yue Ning didn’t know how to deal with these emotions and could only continue brooding alone.
Dong Huiying quietly thought for a mont, then... "I’m not a saint. Perhaps... I still care too much about what others think of , but it’s also true that I’ve fallen into their trap."
She smiled faintly, "I always thought humans were sociable creatures that liked the hustle and bustle and enjoyed gathering. When people misunderstood
so many tis because of my short stature, I felt stifled every ti. This stuffiness is like being in the village and being treated as toxic as snakes and scorpions."
Then she stood up, ca over to Yue Ning, and gently took his hand. "I promise you, from now on, I won’t tire myself for those I don’t want to accommodate. Would that make you a bit happier? Could you stop being angry?"
Liang Yuening’s neck reddened instantly, he sheepishly stuttered, "I’m not angry..." No, he was angry, but the objects of his anger were those who ate their fill yet still acted entitled and lacked any basic manners, even disrespecting his wife.
He was...heartbroken for her!
Dong Huiying suddenly smiled, then pressed her face against his chest and gently hugged him, "Alright, let’s just go with the flow, shall we? I’m also at fault, and I’ll try to change."
He couldn’t even speak, the whole person was already stiffened. His Adam’s apple bobbed and his eyes suddenly turned fervent.
For so long, so long...
Half a year ago, she and the eldest brother and fourth brother had left ho, and when she returned, she had been monopolized by the third brother. Thinking of those nights their brothers took turns to keep watch, his abdon suddenly tightened.
Shujun sat aside, absently touched his nose, then sighed softly and stood up, slipping away quietly.
Being an elder brother, he often behaved quite whimsically, but he too had to keep asures or else the family might beco unsettled.
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Liang Shujun arrived at the riverside, a blade of grass between his lips, idly skimming stones across the water. Later, tired, he stopped standing and found a clean spot to sit.
Facing the gentle evening breeze and listening to insects and frogs, he curled a smile at the corner of his lips, slowly closed his eyes, and softly sang a tune.
"The clouds shroud the mountains and rivers in darkness, the sparse forest desolate all withered; past lingerings hard to dispel, in the desolate village I buy wine to soothe my worries..."
After a while, Liang Shujun gauged the ti, feeling it was about right, and patted his sleeves, getting up to walk back.
Hmm, sitting by the river for so long, the ground was too cold, he felt like his butt was stuck.
When he leisurely returned to his freshly built hostead, he saw Yue Ning holding a blanket, "Wife, where shall we sleep tonight, and how?"
"Can we live in the house now?"
Yue Ning said, "We can, but the freshly plastered kang is a bit damp, so we can only sleep on the floor, and there’s still a bit of a sll, it needs a few more days to air out."
"Then let’s sweep the main hall and sleep there tonight, opening the door a crack to let in so air."
"Mmm mmm mmm!" The silly boy nodded his head vigorously.
Shujun, seeing this, burst out laughing.
It seed that even though Yue Ning had beco a bit smarter than before, he was still his silly brother.
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