Volume 6: Dream Record Chapter 438 Yuan Xudong did something bad again
Night falls and the moon is bright in the sky.
In the backyard of the Xiao Mansion, in Yuan Xudong's room.
Yuan Xudong quietly looked at Gao Hui's peaceful sleeping face and gently kissed her forehead. Gao Hui woke up drowsily, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and said in a soft and sticky voice:
"Fan Lang, how come I fell asleep so quickly?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Xudong did not respond immediately, but used actions instead of words. At this moment, he just wanted to express the magma-like hot love deep in his heart.
The candlelight flickered, and on the huge bed made of a whole piece of golden nanmu wood, two figures were vaguely intertwined. Only the intermittent whispers of Gao Hui and Yuan Xudong could be heard.
"You are a good pianist. When can you play a piece for me?"
" Do you really like it?"
"Of course, Hui Niang, you are so beautiful tonight, would you like to stay with me?"
"No, we haven't gotten married yet, I can't..."
Gao Hui's words were quickly shattered by Yuan Xudong's actions.
A heavy object seemed to hit the wood, and Yuan Xudong let out an uncontrollable cry.
The increasingly heavy breathing and the rustling sound of fabric rubbing against each other were exceptionally clear in the quiet night.
Suddenly, the gauze curtain was lifted, Gao Hui sat up suddenly, blushing and shyly said:
"No, I want to go back. I can't stay here with you..."
But before she could finish, a strong hand reached out from the gauze curtain and pulled her in, as if in a dream.
Under the bright moonlight, the breeze rustled the gauze curtains, and Yuan Xudong and Gao Hui were both immersed in the gentleness.
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In the backyard of Gao's mansion, the night watch had already passed the fifth watch, but the corridor lamp that the maid Chuntao had left for Gao Hui had still not shown up for its owner.
The maid Chuntao naturally knew where her mistress had gone tonight. As an adult woman, she had served Yuan Xudong several times. She knew even better why Gao Hui did not come back. She thought that she had stayed at her lover's house overnight, enjoying the pleasure of love and making love.
The servants in the mansion also began to discuss this privately. Except for the master, everyone else knew something about it.
…
In the early morning, the chirping of birds could be heard, and the sky in the east began to turn pale, then slowly turned crimson. A horse-drawn carriage rumbled forward and finally stopped in front of the backyard gate of Gao's mansion. Yuan Xudong helped the weak Gao Hui get off the carriage, sent her into the backyard of Gao's mansion, and then left.
After Yuan Xudong left, Gao Hui, who had not slept all night, was about to go back to her room to rest. Suddenly, her nanny came out from behind the rockery and said worriedly:
"Miss, where did you go last night?"
"Wet nurse?"
Gao Hui was startled. She patted her chest lightly and said with an evasive look:
"I just went out for a walk. I slept in my room last night!"
"Miss, the person sleeping in your room last night was Chuntao. Where on earth have you been?"
Seeing Gao Hui, who had a ruddy complexion, had not returned home all night, and had changed her clothes, her nurse Jiang's heart sank, and she couldn't help asking:
"Miss, why haven't I seen this kind of clothes before? Whose carriage is that outside? I think I saw a man, whose family is he?"
"Hey, why do you have so many questions?"
Gao Hui couldn't answer any of Jiang's questions, so she just said:
"I won't talk to you anymore, I'm going to rest!"
"Miss!"
No matter how Jiang called out, Gao Hui, who had made up her mind, pretended not to hear and hurried to her room. She was exhausted after a night of sleep and now she just wanted to have a good sleep.
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At Yuan Xudong's house, Sun Sanniang's son Fu Zifang finally moved into the Xiao Mansion. Yuan Xudong arranged him to live in a separate room in the front yard. Sun Sanniang felt sorry for her good son and wanted him to live in the backyard, but Yuan Xudong disagreed. Not to mention Fu Zifang, an outsider, even his own son would be the same. A grown-up child should avoid his mother. Fu Zifang was almost fourteen years old. Yuan Xudong would not allow such a big boy to live in his backyard.
Just as Yuan Xudong predicted, it is difficult to change one's nature. When Fu Zifang first came, he knew how to please others, but gradually he returned to the way he was when he was in Qiantang.
He is lazy and likes to brag. Yuan Xudong arranged him to study in Jinghua Academy, but he did not study hard. Instead, he liked to play pranks and often skipped school. He hung out with those aristocratic children and bullied Du Changfeng who had poor eyesight. He was originally a child from the countryside of Jiangnan, but suddenly came to the bustling and prosperous Tokyo City. He had a loving mother who always protected him. He couldn't help but forget himself and did not realize his own class. Instead, he compared himself with those aristocratic children. Yuan Xudong did not hate stupid people, but he hated those stupid people who could not see their own situation clearly.
In the front kitchen, Sun Sanniang was busy all the time, while Fu Zifang followed her, curiously looking here and there. While Sun Sanniang was talking to the maid in the kitchen, he scooped some water into a bowl of flour with his hands. Seeing him making trouble, Sun Sanniang couldn't help but stop him and said:
"Fu Zifang, what are you doing?"
"I'm helping you knead the dough. I want to eat some fruit with salt and pepper flavor!"
Fu Zifang said as a matter of course that although Sun Sanniang was very busy, he didn't seem to see it, or didn't care, nor did he care whether his dirty hands would dirty the flour.
"Who told you to move?"
Sun Sanniang grabbed the basin, scooped out the wet flour and threw it aside. Seeing her like this, Fu Zifang's eyes turned red and he cried:
"Mom, do you think I'm not clean?"
Seeing him like this, Sun Sanniang sighed and said in a softer tone:
"How could that be? I feel sorry for you, but you can't touch anything here. I want to make some fruit for the customers in the store..."
"You clearly said you would take good care of me, but now you've changed your mind. I wanted to help you out of kindness, but you yelled at me and said you despised me. You're as bad as dad. I had to come all the way to Tokyo to find you... woooo!"
As he spoke, Fu Zifang burst into tears. Sun Sanniang was trying to comfort him while having a headache. She was completely helpless with this son. He was almost fourteen years old, and he would cry at the slightest provocation, which made her feel distressed and very upset.
Suddenly, a bamboo stick hit the stove heavily. Fu Zifang was startled. He looked in the direction of the bamboo stick and saw Yuan Xudong, the owner of the palace-like mansion.
A trace of fear flashed in Fu Zifang's eyes. He was not stupid. He knew that Yuan Xudong was the owner of this courtyard and his mother was just a cook in his family. In this big mansion, the person he feared most was Yuan Xudong, followed by Zhao Pan'er. He was not afraid of anyone else because Sun Sanniang had not told Fu Zifang some things. He only thought that Zhao Pan'er and Song Yinzhang were Yuan Xudong's wives and concubines, and his mother was a good sister of Zhao Pan'er and Song Yinzhang, so she also had a certain status in this mansion.
Because of the relationship between Zhao Pan'er, Song Yinzhang, and Sun Sanniang, Fu Zifang had something to rely on. In the front yard of the Xiao Mansion, he was bullying the tigers. As for the female relatives in the backyard, he didn't dare to provoke them, because those maids and guards would not tolerate him and would beat them when they deserved. At this moment, seeing Yuan Xudong's stern face, Fu Zifang didn't dare to cry loudly, but hid behind Sun Sanniang, then stuck his head out to look at the bamboo stick in Yuan Xudong's hand, like a poor and helpless little punching bag. People who didn't know would think that Yuan Xudong, his stepfather, bullied him every day. Yuan Xudong certainly wouldn't be fooled. If it was a very cute girl, he might be able to deceive him, but Fu Zifang was not like that. He pointed the bamboo stick outside the kitchen door and shouted:
"This is not the place for you to fool around. Get out and write twenty articles as punishment!"
When Fu Zifang heard that Yuan Xudong punished him to write, he was not willing to obey him. He hated reading and writing the most. As for the promise he had made to Sun Sanniang to study hard in the future, he was of course just talking. If he could really do what he said, he would not be an ordinary person, but someone with extremely excellent qualities, a piece of unpolished jade rather than a piece of rotten wood that could not be carved. He grabbed Sun Sanniang's clothes and hid behind her, looking at her for help, hoping that she could plead for him.
As the saying goes, a loving mother may have an unfilial son, and a loving mother often spoils her son. Sun Sanniang is also partly responsible for Fu Zifang's situation. At this moment, in front of Yuan Xudong, although Sun Sanniang did not dare to speak up for Fu Zifang, her eyes looking at Yuan Xudong were full of resentment and heartache. She resented Yuan Xudong's anger and felt sorry for her son Fu Zifang's fear and grievance, as if Yuan Xudong was bullying them. To be honest, apart from his love for women, Yuan Xudong was really a good man. He was very nice to everyone around him. Even if he didn't like Fu Zifang in his heart, he still took good care of him for Sun Sanniang's sake. Let's not talk about anything else, just talk about Jinghua Academy. It is the best private school in Dongjing City. If you don't have connections, you can't get in no matter how rich your family is.
Unlike later generations, the status of merchants in this era was very low, and the four categories of scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans were not just simple sayings. Take Chi Pan, the head of the twelve trading companies in Tokyo, for example. He was very, very rich, but he didn't even dare to offend Du Changfeng, a newly-minted Jinshi. As long as they were officials, he didn't dare to offend them. No matter how rich he was, he was still an ordinary person. But it was different for scholars, especially the scholar-official class. The emperor would not kill them at will. Most of them would be demoted if they made mistakes, except for those who committed serious crimes.
Back to the point, seeing Fu Zifang hiding behind Sun Sanniang, Yuan Xudong knocked the bamboo stick hard again and shouted:
"Get out of here, you hear me?"
Fu Zifang looked at Yuan Xudong, then at Sun Sanniang, and seeing that his mother didn't dare to say anything, he ran out. To be honest, Fu Zifang also had his advantages, such as being perceptive, able to read people's expressions, and knowing how to handle current affairs.
"Husband~~"
After Fu Zifang ran out, Sun Sanniang saw that Yuan Xudong looked unhappy, so she walked up to him and tried to please him.
Yuan Xudong had a cold face and waved his hand to dismiss the other people in the kitchen. He was indeed a little dissatisfied with Sun Sanniang's excessive pampering of Fu Zifang, but he couldn't really beat or scold Fu Zifang. If he really beat or scolded that little bastard, Sun Sanniang would be the one who would be the most sad and upset.
Sun Sanniang looked at Yuan Xudong and complained:
"My dear, Zifang is still young, he doesn't know much, and he has suffered so much..."
"Stop, stop, stop!"
Yuan Xudong couldn't listen any more. He knew what Sun Sanniang wanted to say before she finished. Looking into Sun Sanniang's eyes, Yuan Xudong said angrily:
"Sanniang, you are also a child from a poor family. Ask yourself, has Fu Zifang really suffered a lot? You left Qiantang for only a few months. He was hungry for two days at most and looked a little miserable. Look at his hands, his stomach, and his face. Does he look like he has suffered a lot?
Think about Zhaodi again. When she first came to our house, her hands, arms, and shoulders were all covered with wounds. For a girl like her, this is called suffering. Fu Zifang is fair and clean. Not to mention wounds, his hands don’t even have calluses. Has he really suffered?
Besides, he is almost fourteen, isn't he still a child? A loving mother may spoil her son, and I hope you can take this as a warning. Otherwise, if he makes a big mistake in the future, I won't protect him. Think about it carefully!"
After saying that, Yuan Xudong wanted to turn around and leave the kitchen. In front of Sun Sanniang, he couldn't say some more unpleasant words. In Yuan Xudong's opinion, Fu Zifang was not a good student. Sometimes, Yuan Xudong felt that people's destiny was really predetermined by God. Putting aside family background and IQ, just talking about good qualities such as strength, courage, patience, diligence and hard work, in the same environment, some people are diligent, some are lazy, some are hardworking, and some are lazy. Are these good qualities innate or acquired?
For example, everyone knows that learning can change one's destiny, just like the martial arts secrets in fantasy novels. After practicing, the protagonist can hold a beautiful woman in his arms and get slapped in the face for showing off. In fact, it is the same in the real world. Those knowledge are martial arts secrets, and famous universities such as Tsinghua University and Peking University are awesome sects. The protagonist wins first place in the sect competition, just like the top scorer in the college entrance examination. But some people are willing to keep struggling in the real world, while others are willing to lie down. What causes their deviation?
Some people have healthy bodies and healthy limbs, but live a decadent life, while others are disabled and sick, but still fight against fate. Why is it so?
You know what is the right thing to do, but you just don't do it. You want wealth and beauty, but you only think about it, without any plan or determination to work hard for it. Why?
The reason is that you cannot control yourself. Your body is just hardware, while diligence, hard work, and so on are software, and many people do not have these software. In Yuan Xudong's view, Fu Zifang belongs to that kind of person who lacks software. He is not born to be suitable for studying and taking the imperial examinations. His temperament cannot calm down at all, and he cannot concentrate on those books.
After talking to Sun Sanniang, Yuan Xudong turned around and prepared to leave. At this moment, Sun Sanniang suddenly hugged his waist from behind, put her face on his back, and murmured:
"My dear husband, I know you are doing this for my own good. You are right. I was a loving mother who spoiled my son before. I will never do this again!"
"Yeah?"
Hearing Sun Sanniang admit his mistake, Yuan Xudong couldn't help but smile. He turned around and hugged Sun Sanniang, jokingly saying:
"Since you know you're wrong, I'm going to punish you!"
After saying that, without waiting for Sun Sanniang to react, Yuan Xudong took the bamboo stick and gently whipped her buttocks twice. After a moment, the kitchen door closed, and Yuan Xudong's scolding voice and Sun Sanniang's sad wailing voice were heard from inside. For the sake of her son, she made Yuan Xudong unhappy, so Yuan Xudong naturally wanted to punish her.
After the lesson, Sun Sanniang's little face was red and her eyes were full of tears. She was as charming as she could be. She stood in front of the stove and made tea cakes. Yuan Xudong held her waist from behind, with his chin on her shoulder, and gently bit her ears for fun. Sun Sanniang felt itchy. While making cakes, she acted coquettishly in Yuan Xudong's arms. Needless to say, Yuan Xudong liked it this way. She felt very comfortable. Sun Sanniang's heart was as sweet as if she had eaten honey. She liked Yuan Xudong to be mean to her like this. The more he bullied her, the more she liked him and the sweeter she felt in her heart.
Seeing the smile on Sun Sanniang's face, Yuan Xudong hugged her and said jokingly:
"Sanniang, what have you been doing just now? It's so late, and you haven't made the fruit yet?"
"Hate!"
Sun Sanniang's face turned slightly red, and she gave Yuan Xudong a charming look. She felt in her heart that Zhao Pan'er was right. This bad guy was really good at humiliating people. It was in broad daylight, and he was in the kitchen. She didn't know where this bad guy learned these evil ways.
