Even when his husband invited Zhou Lan over to reprimand him for not paying attention to his studies, Zhou Lan could grin from beginning to end, with a bright face, and he really didn't look like he was accepting criticism.
The teacher didn't know whether to praise his disciple for being generous and not holding a grudge against his criticism, or to be angry that the student didn't seem to listen. Otherwise, if he knew more about his sense of shame, he wouldn't be laughing like this at this moment.
Those who knew got married, and those who didn’t know thought they had become immortals. If I had known earlier, I should have let the disciples have a grand ceremony after the provincial examination. It would have delayed their studies.
Mr. Wen Zhai, a teacher from Renjia College, also responded to the situation in the same way: "Those who know about it are your disciples getting married, but those who don't know think that he has become an immortal."
As a result, Mr. Wenzhai said: "It's commonplace, haven't you heard? I only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals."
The visitor had never seen someone so protective of his disciples before, so he directly retorted: "Don't you think it's ironic that these words come from the mouth of an old widower at your age who hasn't even married yet?"
The husband was instantly angry, "What happened if I didn't get married? Who would be in the way if I didn't get married? It's okay for my disciples to run against me, but why do these people also run against me?"
The old man got up and said, "What's wrong with not being married? You know how to feel even if you're not married. Now that you're married, you have three wives and four concubines. Which woman can make you giggle as happily as my disciple?"
This is the rhythm of letting go and ending friendship. The two of them will not be in contact for at least the next two months. It is so heartbreaking, one is more cruel than the other.
When Mr. Wenzhai saw his disciple's big white teeth when he smiled, it was strange that he had a good temper.
He scolded his disciple: "Your marriage will have a great effect in the future. It won't be over, right? If you see you grinning again, I will take you to the capital."
Zhou Lan immediately shut his mouth, and then his relationship with his wife warmed up. "Why do we have to separate the two places? Isn't this unreasonable, sir?"
But he is a gentleman, so Zhou Lan felt aggrieved and said: "Why sir, I have to take the provincial examination next year. I have to run back and forth when I go to the capital. It will waste my time."
The husband snorted coldly: "Look at your virtues. People say that happiness and anger cannot be expressed in color. You are a big fool who is happy. You are afraid that others will not know that you are short-sighted."
He was definitely offended. Zhou Lan thought seriously about how his mind was not lacking in short-sightedness.
When the husband was angry, Zhou Lan tolerated his grievances, but from now on he had to be more reserved when he smiled, and could not hit the teacher in the eyes or let the husband hold on to him.
Chang Le watched secretly from outside, snoring coldly in his heart, Damn, who made him smile so much that no one could see in his eyes, and thought he was picking up gold every day.
When the husband said that his mouth was dry, Chang Le took the tea that was just in his mouth and went in to pour water for the husband to moisten his throat.
The gentleman stretched out his hand to drink tea. The water was just warm enough for his mouth to drink. He nodded to the young disciple with satisfaction.
Then he continued to roar at Zhou Lan, and could hold on for one more cup of tea.
Zhou Lan looked at his brother-in-law resentfully, this guy is insidious, if the tea is not brought, Mr. Dry mouth will definitely send him away.
I don’t believe that my brother-in-law doesn’t understand this truth, and he doesn’t know how he can offend these people just by smiling. Why do they all have to fight against him?
Everyone was waiting to see his own joke. Zhou Lan felt baffled and a little aggrieved. Why was no one happy with him?
My head drooped after being scolded by my husband before I returned to my room.
Compared with his high spirits these days, Zhou Lan is obviously in low spirits today. Jiang Changxi said: "I don't seem to be in good spirits today. What's wrong? I'm in trouble."
Zhou Lan leaned lazily on the soft couch: "Maybe it's because it's cold and everyone is not in a good mood. I'm in a good mood and they are a little jealous, so it's a little troublesome."
I have never heard of such a weird reason. Are everyone so jealous?
Jiang Changxi looked up at the sky, and then asked Zhou Lan: "Are you sure you haven't been affected by the weather?"
Zhou Lan: "How is it possible? When I see you every day, my mood is as good as the warm sunshine in March."
Jiang Changxi felt that the sun was still a bit cold at that time, but forget it, let's not dwell on this: "Be patient for a while, others will be disappointed. As for sadness, it doesn't make sense for you to smile so wantonly."
Zhou Lan was quite unconvinced: "They are just jealous, why are they in a good mood?"
Then he went over and took Jiang Changxi's hand: "Whenever I take a break from bathing, let's go out for a walk. I can laugh and be happy as I like."
Someone could be so happy to marry him, and Jiang Changxi was in a soft and sour mood. It was better than marrying him and sighing.
Nodding: "Okay, go to Zhuangzi and let Dagui roast duck for you." Then: "I'm very happy too."
Finally, he had someone to rejoice with him. Zhou Lan followed his heart and felt a little guilty holding his wife.
Jiang Changxi: "Well, stop, I'm very happy." Just do it personally.
Therefore, the couple still has some disharmony. They are both trying to adapt to each other, and Jiang Changxi happily characterizes it as a two-way marriage.
Zhou Lan blinked, then blinked again: "I just want to express my excitement."
Jiang Changxi laughed, and then kicked the person away. Believe me, I am two hundred and five.
Well, Zhou Lan finally knew that his wife's strength had an impact on him, and she was very passive.
Just like this, I was pushed away or kicked away by my wife without taking the following opportunity.
And there is nothing you can do about it. Finding a wife is a bit difficult, so let your wife find you.
After taking a pretentious breath of air, Jiang Changxi became nervous. He must have used too much force and hurt someone, so he had to go over and take care of him.
The result was that Zhou Lan was rejected by his wife, and her husband's body and bones were too fragile.
In the past, Zhou Lan would play with stones by himself when he had nothing to do, but now his wife asked him to play with stones.
Knowing that he was rejected by his wife, Zhou Lan regretted that he had gone too far. In fact, he was not that fragile and couldn't help kicking her.
If this method doesn’t work, I’ll try another method. So when the New Year is approaching, the weather should be very cold, but my house feels like spring.
Whenever he saw Zhou Lan's thin clothes, Jiang Changxi would run to the yard to feel the temperature to see if he had imagined it, or that it was not that cold at all.
Then he walked into the house with his arms folded and looked at Zhou Lan as if he was sick. It's so cold. I wonder if he should wear more clothes. Does he have some kind of stress disorder?
Zhou Lan thought he was smart and opened his collar further: "What's wrong?"
Jiang Changxi went over and hugged Zhou Lan's collar: "Herbal medicines are not cheap, you'd better dress warmly."
Zhou Lan looked at his daughter-in-law, but she didn't react at all, and her eyes were a bit wrong. This failed again. None of this strategy worked.
Jiang Changxi: "If you feel hot, let's rest in separate rooms, and I'll have someone burn less firewood in your room."