Chapter 3: Chapter 3 Rebirth
The 22nd year of the Qianqing era, winter day.
A pair of red candles was particularly striking on the table in the room, surrounded by various snacks such as peanuts and melon seeds, and several large “happiness” characters were pasted on the walls. The whole room looked very festive.
“Husband, after I give birth to a healthy baby boy for you, you should divorce that yellow-faced wife, alright?”
From the nearby large bed, there came the coquettish voice of a woman.
“Darling, today is our wedding day; let’s discuss those matters later,” the man’s voice was hoarse.
After a moment of silence…
Suddenly, a “bang bang” noise came from under the bed.
“Husband, husband,” Auntie Sun patted the man lying next to her.
“What’s wrong?” Mo Xiaoqiang asked breathlessly.
“There’s a noise under the bed, did you hear it?”
“Stop imagining things; there was no noise.” Mo Xiaoqiang, interrupted, was a bit annoyed.
After being scolded by her husband, Auntie Sun began to doubt herself and decided to ignore it, quickly putting on a smile to please her husband.
“Zhang Ruixuan, I’ll kill you.” Suddenly, a wretched scream came from under the bed.
The two on the bed were terribly frightened, especially Mo Xiaoqiang, whose liver and gall were trembling in fear.
Today, Mo Xiaoqiang was taking a concubine, and feeling guilty for his legal wife, his mind was somewhat distracted. Hearing this wretched scream, he was nearly scared out of his wits.
Since his legal wife had given birth to several daughters, he felt he couldn’t hold his head up in front of others, so he had decided to take a concubine to bear him a son, ensuring his lineage.
“Hus… Husband, there… there’s a ghost,” Auntie Sun, trembling, said as she clung to Mo Xiaoqiang.
Noises of bustling footsteps came from outside the door, probably because they heard the commotion and came to see what had happened, followed by a rapid knocking on the door: “Qiangqiang, what’s wrong? Why is it so noisy in your room?” An aged voice came through.
“Dad, there’s a ghost in our room.” Hearing this, knowing that it was his parents, Mo Xiaoqiang hurriedly put on his clothes and rushed to open the door.
Old Master Mo walked in with his family, his voice booming like a bell, “Qiangqiang, what happened?”
“A ghost? Where?” Old Master Mo eyed him skeptically.
At that moment, Auntie Sun, also trembling, stood aside. Hearing Old Master Mo’s question and not waiting for her own husband to speak, she quickly pointed under the bed and said, “Eunuch, it’s right there.”
“You adulterous couple, I will not let you off.” Another wretched scream came from under the bed, appearing rather scary in the dark night.
The sudden scream startled everyone from the Mo family, all wondering if there really was a ghost.
Seeing everyone shrinking back fearfully, Old Master Mo became a bit angry and bellowed, “Old woman, bring the oil lamp here.”
Old Lady Mo hastily handed over the oil lamp, not forgetting to admonish, “Old man, be careful.”
“With so many of us here, are we still afraid of ghosts?”
After speaking bluntly, Old Master Mo swiftly moved to the bedside and squatted down lighting the lantern inside…
“Isn’t that Xuexue? How did she end up under your dad’s bed?” Old Master Mo’s astonished voice rang out.
“Oh, this troublesome girl! Today is your father’s and your second mother’s big day; why are you causing trouble?” Old Lady Mo scolded as she rushed over.
“Xuexue, my Xuexue, how did you get here? Your mother has been looking for you all night.” A middle-aged woman with a haggard face burst through the crowd.
This woman was Mo Xiaoqiang’s legal wife, Madam Xie, and the mother of Xuexue.