The knock at the door truly startled the two on the kang, their hearts thumping rapidly.
They exchanged a look and Yang Ming called out, "Who is it?"
Chu Lian, feeling a bit embarrassed by the alerted tone in Yang Ming’s voice, reckoned he might have chosen an inconvenient time to knock and didn’t know whether to stay or leave. He responded, "It’s me, Chu Lian."
Why has Big Brother Chu come? Wasn’t he supposed to come in a few days? Is something the matter?
He continued calling out, "Big Brother Chu, please wait outside for a moment, I’ll be right out."
"Okay!" After Chu Lian replied, he walked away.
Hearing Chu Lian’s retreating footsteps, Xiaoxiao quickly grabbed her clothes and slipped them on, no longer minding Yang Ming.
After getting dressed and seeing that Yang Ming was still stationary, Xiaoxiao gave him a glare, "What are you looking at me for? Hurry up and get dressed, Big Brother Chu is waiting for you."
"Oh!" Yang Ming responded and also quickly dressed. After a brief wash, he said to his wife inside the room, "Wife, you don’t go out, I’ll be back soon. Wait for me here in the room."
Xiaoxiao agreed, as if she would go out looking .
After Yang Ming left, Xiaoxiao looked around the room and thought, My God, I need to clean up quickly, it’s too frightening.
First, she opened the window to let some fresh air in, then pulled down the bedsheet, folded the quilt, and tidied up the room once more.
As Xiaoxiao was cleaning up, her bargain husband came back in and asked, "What did he say? Is it something urgent?"
"He said he’s going to live with Li Fugui and told our fourth brother to come back and stay here."
Hey, what kind of move is this? Why is he going to live at Li Fugui’s place?
Xiaoxiao asked further, "Did he say anything else?"
"Oh, what’s he up to?" Xiaoxiao was completely puzzled.
"Don’t know, let’s not bother with him," Yang Ming took the bedsheet she had just taken off and said, "You rest, I’m going to wash this."
"No need, I’ll wash it," Xiaoxiao decisively declined.
There were some things she was still quite embarrassed about.
Yang Ming, who clearly knew what his wife was thinking since he had seen everything the previous night, insisted on taking the bedsheet, "I said I’ll wash it, so I’ll wash it. You go and rest."
With no other choice, Xiaoxiao consented, "Alright then."
Yang Ming took the bedsheet and after tidying up the room a bit more, went out to wash it.
Xiaoxiao went out to freshen up, and after washing up, she sat at the bronze mirror intending to do her makeup.
Looking at her reflection, Xiaoxiao’s face was still a bit red, making her feel somewhat bashful.
With a smile on her lips, she began to primp and preen.
She styled her hair in a beautiful style befitting a married woman and applied her makeup exquisitely.
Feeling great, she adjusted her collar, only to suddenly feel not so great anymore.
As soon as Yang Ming entered, he saw his wife’s grim expression, "Wife, what’s wrong?"
"What do you think is wrong? Look at the mess you’ve made," she rebuked, tugging at her neckline.
Xiaoxiao’s pulling at her collar clarified everything for Yang Ming, who didn’t speak, just stood there with a smile.
Seeing Yang Ming only made Xiaoxiao want to punch him.
What a mess, what if someone saw this?
She decided to ignore Yang Ming.
Seeing that Xiaoxiao wasn’t talking, Yang Ming became anxious, "I’m sorry, please don’t be angry."
Xiaoxiao pouted her lips, still silent.
Realizing her demeanor, an alarmed Yang Ming quickly suggested, "Then tell me, what should we do?"