stern wife

Chapter 179
Pei Yutong shook his head and said:
"I can't say whether I like it or not. If my father insists on letting me marry him, then... I can only obey."

Pei Xiaoran understood that in his previous life, Pei Xingshan never asked her second sister's opinion, but he married her off as soon as he thought it was appropriate, and he didn't care what his own daughter thought.

This is indeed like Pei Xingshan's style.

Pei Xiaoran thought for a while, then asked again:

"Then what does Second Sister think of Mrs. Han?"

There are many women in this world who get married mainly based on their mother-in-law's character. If the mother-in-law is good, even if the husband is not satisfactory, the woman is willing to marry.

Pei Yutong smiled and said:

"Ms. Han treated me very well, but...the enthusiasm was a bit too much, and I felt unbearable."

Can you not be enthusiastic?If she doesn't show a little enthusiasm for her son's virtues, this marriage will definitely be blown away.

Pei Xiaoran was completely relieved, touched his stomach, and said with a smile:
"I'm so hungry, Second Sister, let's go eat~"

The topic changed a little quickly, Pei Yutong was stunned before he realized it, and said with a doting smile:
"Okay, I'll let the girl go to the kitchen to get food."

After the two of them had dinner together, Pei Xiaoran strolled around and prepared to go back to his yard.

Halfway there, she remembered something, turned on her toes, and strolled towards her third brother's yard.

After entering the room, he didn't find Pei Yuxuan's shadow. Pei Xiaoran was a little surprised, turned around and left the room again, and asked the servant who was sweeping the floor in the yard:
"Where's my third brother?"

The servant quickly responded:
"The third young master went out to drink with someone."

"what?"

Pei Xiaoran digs his ears, wondering if he heard it wrong.

Her third brother doesn't drink very well, and he doesn't like crowded and noisy places, so why would he go out and drink with people?

This kind of thing... Isn't her fourth brother only doing it?
The servant saw her puzzled face and said with a smile:
"The third young master told us before he left. If you come to him, let us tell you that he went to drink with a young man surnamed Zhao, so you don't have to worry."

Surnamed Zhao?
A flash of inspiration flashed in Pei Xiaoran's mind, and he instantly remembered what happened at the Lantern Festival.

This young man surnamed Zhao should be referring to Zhao Jingyang. She remembered... At that time, Zhao Jingyang did say something that he wanted to come to her third brother for a drink...

Pei Xiaoran held his forehead, thinking how she should feel at ease!With her third brother's small drinking capacity, I'm afraid she will have to be carried back before three drinks...

"Where did he go?" Pei Xiaoran asked.

The servant scratched his head and said:

"This... I don't know, but before leaving, the third young master specially brought a few more people, so that even if you get drunk, you don't have to worry about not being able to come back."

Pei Xiaoran was a little relieved, and her second sister-in-law's character was very good, and her second sister-in-law's brother should not be much worse, so there was no need to worry about her third brother's danger.

Thinking of his business here, Pei Xiaoran thanked the servant, then turned around and went back into the house.

What her third brother lacks most here are books, pens, inks, papers and inkstones. Pei Xiaoran climbed onto the chair in front of the desk, took a piece of rice paper and laid it out in front of him, pressed it with a paperweight, picked up a brush, dipped it in the ink , then bowed his head and began to write seriously.

Since she spent most of her previous life fighting and studying formations, she didn't have much time to practice calligraphy. It's convenient for her now that she doesn't have to write ugliness on purpose, and can write dog-crawling characters suitable for her age.

But Pei Xiaoran didn't think there was anything shameful about it. As for the characters, as long as you can recognize the characters, it's not for sale anyway, so it has to be beautifully written.

It took more than half an hour stroke by stroke to finally write all that I wanted to write. Pei Xiaoran blew on the wet ink, picked it up and looked at it, quite satisfied.

Then he put down the brush, took a cinnabar pen, painted on his thumb, and pressed her name on the bottom of the paper.

That's right, this is a 'contract'.

When Pei Xiaoran recruited Zhang Zeqing and Xiaorou into the mansion, he agreed to many conditions. He had already said that he would write a contract as a guarantee, but in the end, because too many things happened, she almost forgot.

I finally remembered it today, so I hurried over to make up the contract.

With the deed and cinnabar pen in his pocket, Pei Xiaoran went to knock on the door of Zhang Zeqing's room.

I don't know if Zhang Zeqing is here, and if he will go out with her third brother.

Almost the next moment there was a knock on the door, the door was opened from the inside.

Zhang Zeqing stood inside the door, didn't see anyone for a while, looked around, still a little puzzled, when he lowered his head, it turned out that he was a little short...Miss Pei Liu.

Pei Xiaoran looked up at him with a small face, and asked with a puzzled expression: "What are you looking for?"

Zhang Zeqing's eyes were stained with a shallow smile, and he categorically denied:

"No. Miss, please come in."

Pei Xiaoran glanced at him suspiciously, walked in, and asked casually:
"Why didn't you go out to drink with third brother?"

Zhang Zeqing hadn't recovered from the daze that Pei Xiaoran would come to him, and subconsciously said:
"The third young master asked me to stay at home and teach Xiaorou how to write."

While he was answering, Pei Xiaoran also saw Xiaorou who was sitting at the table, holding a branch, writing and drawing on the tray filled with sand in front of him.

She walked over and took a look, and saw that there was a piece of rice paper beside the sand. There were a few neat and beautiful big characters written on the rice paper. It was her third brother's handwriting that was correct.

"Why don't you write on paper?"

Although the pen and paper are expensive, she and the third brother can still afford the money.

Zhang Zeqing finally came back to his senses and explained:
"The third young master did not shorten our pen and paper, but I think Xiaorou and I are beginners, and I am afraid that we need a lot of pen and ink to practice. I feel that it is a waste, so I wrote on the sand with branches. Pen and paper are not too late."

After hearing this, Xiaorou nodded, anyway, she would do whatever Zeqing asked her to do, no matter it was right or wrong, she would do it.

Pei Xiaoran sighed, and said:
"You don't have to be so economical. Now it's not like before. You can live a little 'luxury'. Moreover, writing with a brush is completely different from writing with a branch. The posture of holding the pen and the weight of the pen are all important. When practicing handwriting, I slowly adapt and master it, so... I will use paper and pen in the future, and I will pay for the money, so you don’t have to worry about it at all, just study hard with your sister.”

Zhang Zeqing pursed his thin lips slightly, and remained silent, obviously not intending to live a 'luxurious' life listening to her words.

Pei Xiaoran doesn't try to force it, anyway, the days will be long in the future, and the life of the brother and sister will always get better and better.

Taking out the contract, Pei Xiaoran talked about the business, saying:

"This is the guarantee I promised you at the beginning. I wrote down all the conditions I agreed on at the time. I know you can't read, but if you want to believe me, just click here. Fingerprint it, read it carefully after you learn how to read, and if you think something is wrong, just come to me again.”

(End of this chapter)