The sky gradually darkens, the mountains and rivers become the same color, the dark blue hills are covered by a layer of silvery moonlight, and there are a few sounds of insects and birds floating among the fields and dams, which is quiet and comfortable.
This night can be regarded as the wedding night of Du Wanchun and Zhou Ruiyuan.
Du Wanchun chatted with Aunt Zhou for a few words, packed up his things and prepared to go into the house to rest.
Aunt Zhou took her hand, patted it gently and said, "Wanchun, if you don't want to, just sleep with me in the same room."
After she finished speaking, she lowered her head and said, "Today you came in so shabby, not only because our family has no money, but also because Ruiyuan's legs are not good and he doesn't want to worship you or delay you."
Du Wanchun's eyebrows were curved, and he smiled gently: "Mom, my husband has told me about this. I know what he means, and I am willing to wait for his legs to heal. But how can any new daughter-in-law leave my husband alone in the new house? What if? If outsiders find out, they will laugh at us again. Don’t worry, I don’t care about this. It happens that my husband also needs someone to take care of him at night."
After hearing this, Aunt Zhou was very moved. After explaining a few words, she let Du Wanchun enter the room.
"Good boy, if something happens tonight, please remember to call me."
"I know, mother."
Du Wanchun opened the curtain and entered the room with a smile.
In fact, both of them knew very well that Zhou Ruiyuan's legs and feet were not good, and if Du Wanchun didn't want to do it, he wouldn't be able to do anything.
But as soon as they entered this room, their fate as husband and wife was sealed. If you want to regret it again, I'm afraid it won't be that easy.
Du Wanchun walked into the house without hesitation, whether it was to repay a favor or to fall in love at first sight. From the first moment she saw Zhou Ruiyuan, she recognized that he was her husband-in-law.
In the new house, Zhou Ruiyuan was still awake. He was still sitting at the table reading a book by candlelight, but the book in his hand was a different one, and it was another one that Du Wanchun had never seen before.
Du Wanchun walked to him and called to him softly: "Ms. sir, are you still awake?"
Zhou Ruiyuan was a little surprised when he saw her suddenly coming in, "Why are you here..."
Before he could finish, Du Wanchun interrupted him and said, "We are getting married today, why can't we come?"
Zhou Ruiyuan had seen her sharp tongue, so he didn't argue with her. He pushed the chair under him to the bedside, picked up a quilt and prepared to go out.
Du Wanchun stopped him quickly and said, "My lord, if you go out tonight holding the quilt, I will be known as an abandoned wife tomorrow."
She was right, the little daughter-in-law in the village was most afraid of the mouth of the head of the village. If Zhou Ruiyuan really left her alone tonight, they still don't know what they would do to Du Wanchun tomorrow.
Especially her natal family, her stepmother and stepsister just don't like her.
Zhou Ruiyuan stopped and no longer insisted on going out. He put down the quilt, pushed the chair back to the table, and said, "You go to bed first, I will read for a while."
Du Wanchun saw it and smiled on his face.
She took the quilt back to the bed, then divided the bed into two and covered them with two quilts, one for her and one for Zhou Ruiyuan.
Du Wanchun took off his shoes and socks, climbed into the bed and lay down quietly under the quilt.
Zhou Ruiyuan had been reading intently, his white fingers gently turning the pages. The whole room was so quiet that the only sound he could hear was the turning of paper.
Du Wanchun nestled under the quilt and looked at him secretly.
Under the dim yellow light, the chiseled face looked deeper than in the daytime, and there was a hint of melancholy between the brows and eyes.
Only then did Du Wanchun realize that there were many paintings and calligraphy hanging behind him. The words on them were all very well written, and the paintings were also lifelike.
She stared at it for a long time and couldn't help but ask Zhou Ruiyuan: "Ms. sir, you can read and write, why haven't you taken the scientific examination?"
Zhou Ruiyuan stopped flipping through the book, remained silent for a while and then said slowly: "I don't want to become an official."
Du Wanchun frowned and said in confusion: "If you don't become an official, how can you get ahead?"
Zhou Ruiyuan returned to normal and continued to flip through the book. While reading, he replied: "Official career is complicated, so as not to cause any trouble."
Du Wanchun was half-informed, and after thinking about it he smiled and said: "Nothing, my husband, if you want to get ahead, you don't necessarily have to be an official. There is always a path suitable for us as scholars, farmers, industry and commerce."
After she finished speaking, she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
She had experienced too much today and she was really tired. She felt sleepy as soon as she lay down on the comfortable bed.
The quilt was newly bought by Aunt Zhou. It was soft and much better than the thatched bed she slept on at Du's house.
Moreover, there is a faint fragrance in the quilt, just like Zhou Ruiyuan's.
Seeing that she was silent, Zhou Ruiyuan raised his eyes slightly and looked at her.
Du Wanchun was completely nestled in the quilt, with only his small round face exposed.
It's strange. She is a thin girl with only bones in her body, but her face looks plump, especially when she is sleeping, like a little doll in the temple. She looks like she is biting her little face. One mouthful.
Zhou Ruiyuan was a little confused. After a long time, he quickly looked away and put down the book in his hand.
The book in his hand is called "Shang Jun Shu", which mainly talks about the law of governing the sky and the way of governing the country and using troops. It has nothing to do with whether he can become an official or not.
