"It’s all your fault, if you had agreed to marry that temptress, this wouldn’t have happened—your father taking a concubine!"
Mrs. Lai thought it over and over again and decided it was her son’s fault, she had intended to bypass Mrs. Li and find their own people to become her son’s concubine, but unexpectedly that wretched woman had taken a fancy to her husband.
Hongji... hearing his mother say this, his first reaction wasn’t to argue, but to look at his wife.
Mrs. Li endured all the commotion at home as if she heard nothing, acting together with her daughters, but now that her mother-in-law was saying such things.
Looking at her husband’s guilty gaze, she hugged her son and didn’t move, but her face turned to the other side.
The four sisters looked at their father with reproachful eyes, their gaze filled with dissatisfaction.
Hongji felt his wife’s anger and his daughters’ dissatisfaction, thinking that if he continued to be weak, he would inevitably bring shame to his wife and children.
"Mother, what are you talking about? After all is said and done, it’s you who’s in the wrong. We were living just fine, why did you even have this idea?
You should not have had this idea. Now that father is tempted, what does it have to do with me!"
Mrs. Lai, crying with rage, was scolded loudly by her son: "Are you saying that I got what I deserved?"
"Mother, don’t you think it’s true?" Hongji did not give her any face.
"Wuu wuu, how did I end up with such an unfilial son? It’s one thing not to support your mother, but to blame me—I don’t want to live anymore!"
Mrs. Lai burst into loud crying, thinking that doing so would attract her husband, as when she caused trouble in the past, her husband would always come running.
Whether to scold her or to support her, she just wanted to draw her husband back.
In the next room, Hongji’s father felt as if he were several years younger, his spirits lifted. He had spent the afternoon napping with the beautiful woman, feeling as though his vigor was unabated, returning him to his youth.
The new concubine was tender-skinned and fresh, and furthermore, a virgin. As an old man, he knew straight away, it was apparent she was indeed a virgin.
But he wasn’t angry; on the contrary, he was very satisfied and readily accepted the concubine.
The new bride, having been worn out by her husband that afternoon and realizing he had found out she was a virgin, was very proud to see he wasn’t upset.
"Husband, I’m hungry!"
"I mean my stomach is hungry."
Hongji’s father quickly got dressed, calling out loudly to the room next door.
The new bride also hurriedly got dressed, shy in front of the man.
Hongji’s father, having had his fill of pleasure, looked on with lecherous eyes.
He was not only proud in his heart but also very pleased, knowing that after today he would receive many envious glances from other men.
Especially from men and some bachelors, they would surely be envious and jealous of him.
Soon workers brought in the meal, and the new bride seeing the workers bring in quite a decent meal, was quite satisfied. Casually, she saw the door opened by the workers.
She started to feel something was amiss. After the workers left, she quietly opened the door a crack and peered out.
"Husband, why is our room so small, are we now living in a small courtyard?"
Hongji’s father grabbed the concubine, his hand still a bit restless at this moment.
"Husband, I’m asking you a question!"
Aunt Lai shyly looked on, Aunt Lai and her aunt married to the same man, earning her this appellation from now on.
"Come come come, let’s eat first, after eating, we continue!"
Hongji’s father now had a concubine, forgetting all about smoking bamboo tubes, only thinking of spending the whole day with the concubine.
"Husband, stop that..."
Aunt Lai was very satisfied, the old man was smitten with her, and while he was a bit old, hearing her aunt’s crying and scolding from the next room gave her a surge of pleasure.
Thinking this way, she saw the man dressed as the groom today, he looked mature and handsome, not showing his age at all.
Hongji’s father was accompanying the concubine to eat, not wanting to bother with his old wife’s scolding from next door, tired of seeing that old woman’s face.
Ye Shiqi was engrossed in her own painting, the turmoil in the house seemingly having no effect on her; the noise no longer influenced her in the least.
As soon as she finished a drawing, and enumerated all the necessary parts, the drawing depicted a baby walker.
Actually, it was a very simple concept, requiring just some wood and screws. For a craftsman, it was actually quite straightforward.
It’s just that people from ancient times in this book had neither seen a baby walker nor researched it; no one had invented it yet.
Like the electric light and electricity, they had not appeared in ancient times in this book either.
"Little daughter, what are you drawing? My little darling, don’t just focus on drawing, it’s getting dark."
Hongji, amidst his mother’s crying, felt unbearably irritable. He then looked at his wife and daughters, hoping they would get him out of this situation, and realized his youngest daughter hadn’t come to the living room yet.
His youngest daughter was his most beloved, just as dear to him as his current little son.
He guessed she must be diligently working on something again, and was looking forward to whatever surprise she might bring him!
"Wife, let’s start dinner, I’ll go call our little daughter to eat."