Men, listen, grab the top of the mountain and stand in the center position

But he did leave the meal, and during the meal, Ji's father mentioned a student who had a good character and appearance. He was "hardworking and willing to study, and had good conduct. He was raised by his widowed mother and was extremely filial to her."

Wangshu's eyebrows twitched. Qin Xiuyuan saw this and his heart tightened as he quickly picked up a piece of fish and gave it to her, "Be careful, there are bones."

"The old lady wanted to find a soldier who could protect Wangyue." Second Aunt was embarrassed. Wangyue ate silently, and after hearing this, she became even more restless, her face flushed. "Thank you, Third Uncle."

That means not considering scholars.

The market for scholars was poor, but Ji's father still wanted to try harder, "This young man is extremely talented and has noble character. He lives with his widowed mother, and his filial piety is praised by everyone."

Speechless for a moment.

"Dad, how is he filial? What does his filial piety have to do with finding a wife?"

Ji Wenshu was very patient. "He had an old hen at home, and when it had eggs, he would give them to his mother. He never lingered outside after school, always rushing back to be with his mother. He fetched water for her in the winter. Once, he broke his leg, and another time, he cut his thigh while helping her harvest wheat. Yet, he never missed his studies."

Anti-counterfeiting fighter Wangshu analyzes them one by one:

"He refused the eggs, so did his mother eat them, or did she give them to him? The family is poor, why did he stay out there without money? If he went back to be with his mother, he would just go home and lie down to sleep, but why would he go home and help his mother with housework?"

"A man who grew up in poverty, who often accompanied his elderly mother, is now almost twenty, broke his leg carrying water, and then scratched his leg again while harvesting wheat. Is this how filial he is?"

"He's very talented, he can write letters and copy books for people, but why does he have to rely on old hens to lay eggs? From what you said, Dad, I think his mother must be in good health and not necessarily old. Otherwise, you would definitely say that she is an old and sick mother..."

Wangshu finished speaking in one breath and quickly drank a few mouthfuls of soup.

Qin Xiuyuan: ...That makes some sense.

Ji's mother: ...Shushu never gives face to her own father.

Second Aunt and Wangyue: ...Why do you sound like hypocrites? Who is right and who is wrong?

"Shushu, don't make random guesses. He has extraordinary conversation and the style of a clear scholar." Father Ji criticized his beloved daughter from a distance. When he saw her finish a piece of fish, he picked up another piece for her.

"What a pretentious thing! Just based on this 'carrying water for my mother in winter, harvesting wheat for her' thing, give, give, give, what the hell? He doesn't have to wash or eat, oh, he does it all for his mother, and he still has the nerve to say that. He doesn't even have the self-awareness to know what he should do and what his mother should do. He calls himself a scholar and a noble person!"

Wangshu finished speaking angrily, and before Ji's father could react to his meaning, he started to speak again: "Dad, you want to marry a wife for a family that doesn't even have an egg to eat? What's the point of marrying her? Just stand at the door and starve! When you're hungry, you praise my husband for his noble character and the style of a pure scholar? ? If you introduce a husband to Wangyue, you should also look for a husband for your daughter. Would you let your daughter marry into that kind of family? They might even have a thatched cottage. Without having to tiptoe outside, the northwest wind will get into her mouth. Dad, I'm on the side of right, not the side of relatives. Think about it yourself, isn't this reasonable?"

After saying this, he buried his head in his food, ignoring the statues that were petrified on the spot.

Qin Xiuyuan skillfully picked up some fish and mushrooms for his father-in-law. "Father-in-law, tomorrow when you're off duty, I'll go with you to find out what's going on. Seeing is believing, hearing is not."

Father Ji nodded after a long moment, looking somewhat dejected. "Shushu has her reasons. Self-cultivation comes first, family harmony comes second, governing the country and pacifying the world. Wangyue, it's Third Uncle who's lacking in forethought."

Wangyue quickly shook her head, having a difficult time finishing the meal. "Wangyue knows that her sister and Third Uncle are truly thinking of her. Perhaps it's because those who are involved in the situation are confused, but those who are on the sidelines can see things more clearly. What her sister said was a revelation to Wangyue."

Seeing that everyone was listening to her, she mustered up the courage to confess her true feelings: "Actually, Wangyue doesn't want to find a husband at this time... It's just that the family situation is not good, and the elders think... think..." She couldn't say it, but tears flowed down her face.

Wangshu, who was eating an omelet, frowned and glanced at Qin Xiuyuan on his right. Fortunately, the person opposite him tried his best to be patient and hold back his tears and crying.

“…Except getting married, there is no other way to repay my parents for raising me…” She did not say anything about the elders, but the sentence about repaying the parents’ kindness was enough to explain the reason.

"My father only earns three taels of silver a month at the private school, and you can earn four taels of silver..."

A monthly salary of four taels of silver is considered generous.

Wangyue lowered his head in embarrassment and said, "The household expenses are almost ten taels of silver a month..." Father, mother, elder brother, sister-in-law, nephew, and maids, no matter how frugal he is, the money is still far from enough.

"Oh, you have so many people in your family, and you're the only one working to support them!"

Wang Yue was so embarrassed by these words, "Big brother has been looking for a job, but hasn't found the right one yet. Some time ago, my sister-in-law got pregnant again, so he stayed at home to accompany her and recuperate. Daddy and Mommy, we're getting old..."

Qin Xiuyuan slowly straightened his back.

"He's been looking for a job for less than a year, and yet he's about to have a child. Family problems are tough, so he's lazy and evasive, even going so far as to find a pretext for accompanying his pregnant wife... Just like the guy who just fetched water and harvested wheat for his elderly mother, it's just as baffling. Your parents are only a few years older than mine, yet you think they're old? He doesn't allow his son to find work, yet he complains about his earning daughter, hoping to collect the betrothal gift and continue to live a good life."

The whole room was silent.

Wangshu grew increasingly angry over the meal. That night, Qin Xiuyuan's daylong anticipation was about to be dashed after being dodged twice in a row...

"Don't think about it, let's do our own thing, Shushu... Shushu..." He held her and tried to reach in for the third time, "Shushu... Shushu..."

Calling souls!

"Uh..." Wangshu's knees hurt, her elbows were tired, and her legs were starting to go numb. The people behind her separated their hands and came over to help rub her knees and legs, "..."

“…Shushu, I feel lighter…”

“…Hair…Ah…It hurts…”

He combed her hair again. Wangshu turned around and pushed him away. "It hurts, um...it's throbbing..."

Qin Xiuyuan had no choice but to withdraw, and he saw the bloodstains, which frightened him so much that he froze on the spot. Then he remembered the situation at the end of the first month of their marriage. His heart gradually calmed down, and he lay down to check, "Your period has come."

Guishui arrives, activities are suspended, and Wangshu has a rare vacation.

After packing up, Wangshu found a place to nestle in someone's arms and said, "I can't go out tomorrow."

She was the recipient of a menstrual pain value gift package. She had to lie flat on the bed for the first two days, holding his hand and placing it on her belly, asking him to rub it.

"You rest at home. I'll send some things over." Big Hands was busy, "Or should we go see a doctor?" He failed to persuade her last time.