"..." Why did my wife suddenly want to change houses, could it be because of what happened today, she feels too embarrassed to keep living here?
"Wife, about today, they won’t say anything, don’t take it to heart, everyone is the same, no one will laugh at anyone else."
As Xiaoxiao ate, her eyes rolled around. Everyone is the same? No one will laugh? Then why couldn’t she hear any noise from her sister-in-law’s room, yet her sister-in-law always seems to hear the noise from her room? Could it be an issue with the wind direction?
"Husband, have you ever heard any noises from my brother and sister-in-law’s room?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Ming’s hand paused as he was holding his chopsticks. His wife really dared to ask anything; he awkwardly responded, "No, I haven’t heard anything."
Even if he had heard something, the sound was minimal, not as loud as his wife’s cries.
Xiaoxiao wondered, "That’s strange, then how can they always hear the noise from our room?"
"It’s because you’re too loud," Yang Ming said with a smile all over his face.
Xiaoxiao, feeling a bit embarrassed being told this, hadn’t realized she could be so loud. She glared at her teasing husband angrily and shyly said, "It’s all your fault."
"Yeah, blame me, it’s my fault."
Xiaoxiao continued eating her meal and spoke, "Next time, I need to be more careful, quieter, so it’s not embarrassing again."
"Is that something you can control?"
"..." She really blamed him for it; if they didn’t do it, there wouldn’t be an issue.
As she thought this, she heard her teasing husband remark, making her instantly blush, "No need to control it, I like hearing it."
Xiaoxiao glared at him, gnashing her teeth angrily, "If you like hearing it so much, let’s change houses."
Yang Ming’s face was all smiles, remembering his wife’s enchanting cries, which he really enjoyed; he didn’t want her to hold back. "Then, where do you want to move to?"
Xiaoxiao thought for a moment, "Can we buy a piece of land?"
"Yes." Was his wife thinking about buying land to build a house?
"Then let’s buy a big plot of land."
Love filled Yang Ming’s eyes as he listened to his wife’s exaggeration, feeling it was a joy, "How big is ’big’?"
"A main courtyard, six subsidiary courtyards, about ten rooms in each courtyard; let’s build them with blue bricks. Yeah, that should be about enough."
As Xiaoxiao spoke, she nodded, seemingly envisaging the grand courtyard in her mind.
Yang Ming touched his wife’s forehead with his hand, jokingly saying, "Wife, you don’t have a fever, do you?"
"..." She wasn’t joking, did he think she was playing around?
"I’m not kidding." Xiaoxiao removed her husband’s hand from her forehead, "That’s really what I’m planning."
"Our family is not that big, yet you want to build seventy rooms."
Seventy rooms, that would require such a large courtyard; his wife really dared to think big.
While he agreed to building a house as their current house was quite rundown—cold in winter and sometimes leaky in summer—building seventy rooms was beyond his imagination, something only a very large household would require.
But seeing his wife so excited, it seemed she was serious.
Indeed, Xiaoxiao was serious; she didn’t know how much it would cost, but had already set her heart on the idea.
"Seventy rooms is not too many, just ten rooms per family; I actually think it’s a bit too few," she said.
"..." What did his wife mean by ten rooms per family, "Wife, are you planning to divide our home?"