Northeast: My Absurd Woman

Chapter 193 The Arrogant Monkey Who Cuts in Line

Yang Wuni scolded Zhang Changyao in a bad mood, instantly extinguishing the enthusiasm that Zhang Changyao had mustered.

"Yang Wuni, you just don't understand romance, you blockhead, you stubborn idiot."

They don't care whether I live or die, they only care about other people's business.

If you keep doing this, I'll go sleep with someone else's woman tomorrow.

"I, Zhang Changyao, may not have many other skills, but I'm quite good at finding women."

Zhang Changyao turned his back angrily, saying things to provoke Yang Wuni.

"Zhang Changyao, you're getting old, aren't you? You're following your second brother's example and going out to find women?"

Go! Go find Zheng Meizhi, go find Hou Liping, go find Lin Qiu... Sister...

When Yang Wuni mentioned Lin Qiu, she hesitated for a moment and then fell silent.

"Wu Ni, I don't care about the women you're talking about. None of them are as pretty as you."

I want you tonight, can't you see what a man is thinking?

At times like this, they become all fake and insincere, harder to amuse than young girls.

Hurry up and get in here so I can properly admire it.

I'm not stupid. Do you think I'd leave the beautiful woman on the bed and go find Wang Erniang with a pockmarked face?

Look at my sincerity; it's all unreserved and completely honest.

Zhang Changyao lifted his blanket and showed his body to Yang Wuni.

"Oh dear! Zhang Changyao, quickly cover yourself up, don't get cold."

Yang Wuni blushed with embarrassment and took off her outer clothes to cover the child.

"Yang Wuni, you really don't know men. I could roll around in the snow right now and not feel cold at all."

If you don't cool it down, I could boil the water.

Zhang Changyao couldn't wait any longer and pulled Yang Wuni into his bed.

The ordeal of the night left them both groaning and sprawled on the kang (a heated brick bed).

Yet they still looked at each other with lingering interest, determined to exhaust the other's last bit of strength before they would stop.

"Zhang Changyao, after all this commotion, doesn't your back hurt anymore?"

Yang Wuni finished dressing and rubbed Zhang Changyao's back.

"Only when it hurts do you realize how much it hurts. I guess I'll end up like Liao Zhi."

After Zhang Changyao finished dressing, he helped Yang Wuni put on her clothes and gently pulled her into his arms.

I kissed her forehead and helped her tuck her braids down in a place where they wouldn't get in the way.

I patted her to sleep like I was lulling a child to sleep, and hummed a little lullaby to her.

Yang Deshan wisely refrained from disturbing the two children and tiptoed to the outer room to cook.

"Third Uncle, Third Aunt, are you up? We've been waiting for you two!"

As soon as the sun peeked over the hillside, turning a tinge of orange-red, Guan Yutian rushed into the yard and started banging on the windows.

"Oh dear! I forgot about something important." Yang Wuni sat up abruptly, slipped on her shoes, and got out of bed to open the door.

"Wu Ni, don't go out. It's cold outside, and you're just out of confinement and you're afraid of the wind."

Yang Deshan, who was on the ground floor of the outer room, saw Yang Wuni rush out and quickly stopped her, pushing her back into the house.

Zhang Changyao knew he had messed things up, so he quickly got up, dressed, and washed his face.

Yang Wuni returned to the house and was busy tidying herself up.

"How old are you? Still lazy in bed. My wife kicks me out of bed before dawn to carry firewood to heat the kang (a heated brick bed)."

My third uncle is a complete slacker and doesn't know how to manage money.

Guan Yutian sat on the stove in the outer room, muttering to himself.

"Hurry up and leave! You'll break my stove if you sit on it."

Zhang Changyao gave Guan Yutian a push and pulled Yang Wuni, who was carrying something in her arms.

They stuffed the scarf over Yang Wuni's head again and again, afraid that a draft would get in.

"These two kids never think things through; they even forgot about the wedding procession."

Yang Deshan helped fold the quilt, picked up the child, and placed him next to Liao Zhi in the west room before going to cook.

"Changyao, Wuni, don't rush, the car from Wang Fugui's family to pick up the bride hasn't arrived yet."

Wang Fugui said he wouldn't let us deliver it, fearing it would cost us more money.

This child is so sensible; he always thinks of our family.

We really didn't expect this child to turn out like this.

Zhang Shuhua pulled Yang Wuni to sit down next to her and looked at her face as she spoke.

"Auntie, Yuxiu's future is bright. Wang Fugui knows how to make money, and he's doing well outside too," Yang Wuni flattered Zhang Shuhua.

"Oh my! Is this my third aunt? She's really beautiful."

No wonder my father, my brother-in-law, always talks about you.

Wang Shuqin was wearing her red wedding dress, one hand holding her belly and the other supporting her waist.

Like a woman about to give birth, he looked left and right in front of Yang Wuni, swaying back and forth.

"Yutian's wife, your third aunt has just finished her postpartum confinement and cannot be exposed to the wind."

"With your big frame, you walk around like the wind; stay away from her."

Zhang Changyao stood up and stood in front of Yang Wuni to prevent Wang Shuqin from bullying her.

"Oh my! My little uncle, I really didn't realize you were so protective of your wife."

With your looks, you'd be more than qualified to be surrounded by women.

Wang Shuqin tightened her voice and coquettishly pleaded with Zhang Changyao.

"Yutian, hurry up and get your wife inside. We'll call you both when we come to pick up the bride."

Li Yue'e was poked by Guan Yuxiu and had no choice but to call out to Guan Yutian.

"Grandma, do you look down on me as your daughter-in-law?"

I'm carrying the blood of your Guan family, why are you telling me to hide?

Look at that third uncle, how good he is to his wife.

Look at your son, he's so silly, all he knows is to listen to you.

"Dad, talk to your wife. I'm not shameful, why do you insist on making me go back to my room?"

Wang Shuqin became increasingly audacious with the crowd, swaying her large, monkey-like body and pleading with Guan Lin in a coquettish voice.

"Everyone, calm down. Today is Yuxiu's wedding. Nobody should cause trouble."

Guan Lin, with a cold face, avoided Wang Shuqin and sat down next to Guan Yuxiu.

Li Yue'e and Guan Lin each held one of Guan Yuxiu's hands, their eyes filled with tears as they were reluctant to part.

"Father, Mother, we live in the same village. I'll come back whenever I miss you."

Guan Yuxiu used the red checkered handkerchief in her hand to wipe away her parents' tears.

"Yuxiu, your father is really worried about you. He's afraid that Wang Fugui won't change his ways and will bully you."

No matter what kind of person he is, if he treats you badly, you should run home.

With Dad around, I'd fight anyone who lays a finger on you.

Guan Lin was overcome with emotion, tears streaming down his face. He didn't care about his father's image anymore.

"Dad, Wang Fugui wouldn't dare. He's afraid of my third aunt, but he's not afraid of you."

"If he dares to bully me, I'll go to my third aunt and get her a knife to chop him up."

Guan Yuxiu tugged at the back of Yang Wuni's clothes and made a funny face at her affectionately.

"Yuxiu, with your third aunt here, you don't need to be afraid of anyone," Yang Wuni said, cooperating with Guan Yuxiu.

With a "ding-dong," two horse-drawn carriages from Wang Fugui's family entered the courtyard, their copper bells jingling.

Despite the proximity, Guan Yuxiu couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Alright, alright, don't leave all your sweet words at your parents' house. Your husband's family is your true home."

Wang the matchmaker, who had come with Wang Fugui, pulled Guan Yuxiu along quickly.

"Hey! How can you talk like that, old woman? Why can't we leave the money at our parents' house?"

Our family raised us to this age, and now they're leaving us with nothing? Is that fair?