After Giving Way To My Husband’s Sweetheart

Chapter 17 Quiet Night

Love entered the Zen room. Although the Zen room was not big, it was extremely neat.

It was windy and rainy all the way, even if she was holding an umbrella, the cloak covering the outside had been soaked. She was simply covered by the outer cloak, but the dress inside was still dry. Love took off the cloak and put it on the hanger. Fu picked up the dry towel hanging on the rack and carefully wiped the rain off his face.

 She was minding her own business here when two servants came in.

 Both of them were holding something in their hands, one was carrying a hot water bucket and the other was carrying a food box.

When the two met Love, they greeted her respectfully and said, "I have been ordered to take care of Madam. Please don't dislike her."

Lov spared the two of them from the ceremony, and the servant girl who carried the water came forward, poured the hot water into the wooden basin, and said with a smile: "We have prepared hot meals for Madam. Madam, please take a bath first."

Love's hands were cold from the cold. She soaked her bare hands in hot water for a while, then used hot water to cleanse her face, and then she felt better.

"Madam got caught in the rain. We have prepared hot soup and hot food for her. Madam, please use it while it's hot. The servants are waiting next door. If anything happens, madam, just ring the bell."

 The two servants put food on the table for Love and then left out knowingly.

After going through all this trouble, Love was indeed a little hungry at the moment. She sat at the table and drank a cup of hot chicken soup first. After her body was completely warmed up, she began to eat slowly.

After the meal was finished, when the two maids came to clean up, one of the maids handed a few storybooks to Love, and said with a smile: "My cousin just ordered the little novice monk to bring these to Madam. The rainy night is boring, Madam has the right to do it." Read a book to relieve your boredom."

As the daughter of the former Tutor, Love had read poetry and books since she was a child. She had never bothered to read such superficial novels. Despite this, she still accepted the books and was polite to the servant girl. Fan.

 At night, the rain continued.

The maid held an oil lamp for Love and boiled a pot of hot tea on the desk heater. After a while, the long fragrance of tea filled the room.

There are several banana plants planted in front of the window. The raindrops hit the banana leaves like thunder, playing a natural melody.

Love was bored and picked up the few small books sent by Sima Rui's orders. She picked out one at random and flipped through it to pass the time.

 These small books, some tell twists and turns of stories about talented men and beauties, and some record the legends of foxes, ghosts and flower fairies. Unexpectedly, on such a lonely rainy night, Love actually read these superficial little books. It wasn't until a maid came in yawning to add more food that she was shocked to realize that it was already late.

The servant woman added charcoal fire to the small stove and couldn't help but persuade her: "Madam, it's already the third watch. Please be careful and go to bed early."

Only then did Love put down the small book in her hand. She stretched her waist long, extinguished the oil lamp on the bedside, lay down on the warm quilt and fell into a deep sleep.

 When Love woke up, it was already bright, the rain had stopped, and the sun was shining brightly.

When the servant girl saw Love waking up, she quickly prepared some toiletries and said with a smile: "Ma'am, please take a bath. Madam Madam just now sent someone to send a message, saying that she was waiting for you to pack up and go to the front hall to have breakfast."

Love got up late, and heard that the madam was waiting for her to have breakfast, so she hurriedly packed it up. When she had finished packing, she followed the maid to the front yard. The madam and Sima Rui had been waiting for her for a long time.

Love quickly confessed to the dowager: "I came late and kept my grandmother waiting for a long time. It is really a sin."

Mrs. Tai hurriedly said: "No problem, no problem, you are still young, it is normal to take a nap for a while. Come over and have breakfast with grandma."

Love stepped forward respectfully, bowed her head and sat down before the old lady.

The servants and wives filed forward to serve soup and dishes, and served them very diligently. The wife picked up the jade chopsticks and lovingly took a bite of food for Love. Love said quickly "Thank you"

Mrs. Taifu muttered: "It's all my fault, old woman, for insisting on dragging you to accompany me to burn incense. It rained. I feel sorry for you to live here yesterday. You must not have slept well."

Although the Mrs. Tai was gentle to everyone on her face, Love could feel that the old man treated her with sincerity, so Love was not so restrained in front of the Mrs. Mrs. She smiled and replied: "If you can sleep well, No, how can grandson-in-law get up late? Grandma is too worried. I slept more peacefully here than at home last night."

After hearing this playful remark, the wife smiled and said, "I wish I didn't feel wronged to you."

After saying that, the wife continued to chatter: "Yesterday, I was listening to the master's sermon, and it started to rain. I was going to send someone to pick you up from your aunt, but they said it was raining heavily, so it would be unavoidable to pick you up halfway. It was raining, so I gave up now, but I kept thinking about it in my heart. I never thought that it would rain forever. Then I couldn't bear it anymore and ordered my maids to pick you up. When they came back, they said that you had left the village long ago."

She was caught in the rain on the way yesterday. When Sima Rui came to pick her up, he clearly said that the wife ordered him to come.

Sima Rui told such a little lie because he was probably worried that she would be embarrassed. In short, Love was grateful for his care.

Love said to his wife: "Yesterday, I talked with my aunt for a while and then went back. When it rained, I was already back and I didn't get caught in the rain."

The wife nodded and said: "Oh, that's good."

Sima Rui glanced at Love and then said to the wife: "It rained heavily yesterday and the road will inevitably be muddy. I will **** my grandmother and cousin back when the road becomes drier in the afternoon."

Mrs. Tai replied: "That's fine. I still haven't finished listening to half of Master Zhuiyun's scriptures yesterday. It won't be too late to go back after I finish listening to this volume of scriptures."

After breakfast, the wife and her servants were led by the young monk to listen to the scriptures. Sima Rui then looked at Love and asked, "Since we are leaving at noon, my cousin still has to go." Do you want to visit your second aunt in Houzhuang?"

Love replied: "It's a long way from Houzhuang, and the road will be muddy after it rains. Since my grandmother is about to set off after listening to the scriptures, I won't go there."

After saying that, she thanked Sima Rui: "Thank you, cousin, for those little books that I ordered to bring yesterday. I found them very interesting. I just came out in a hurry and forgot to take them out. I will return them when I return later." for you."

Sima Rui said: "Since my cousin likes to see it, I will give it to you."

Love couldn't help but asked curiously: "These little books are not like those circulating in the market. Where did my cousin get them?"

Sima Rui replied truthfully: "These little books were originally written by a young novice in this temple."

Hearing this, Love blurted out in surprise: "Can a little novice monk write those stories about talented men and beautiful women?"

As soon as these words came out, Love realized the abruptness, and she couldn't help lowering her eyes.

Sima Rui smiled and replied: "These little books were later discovered by Master Zhuiyun. He said that the young novice's six roots were impure and drove him down the mountain to return to secular life. Before the young novice left, he took these small books Leave it to me.”

Love asked curiously: "I see, I just wonder what happened to the little novice monk after he was driven down the mountain?"

Sima Rui said: "I have some connections with this young novice monk. I met him in the city half a year after he came down from the mountain. He worked in a bookstore and married the bookstore owner's daughter."

As he spoke, a smile appeared on Sima Rui's lips: "Look, Master Zhuiyun said that his six roots are impure, and it is indeed true."

 (End of this chapter)