In this era, couples are concerned about respecting each other, but if they are really kind to each other, they will become distant and their relationship will gradually fade. However, this is because they do not truly understand the meaning of respecting each other. True respecting each other should be the equal and independent personality of the two, so they can respect each other, appreciate each other, support each other, and may grow together. How to get along and get along with each other in normal times. True respecting each other is inner respect, not surface politeness.

Shiqing and Zhang Wei returned to the boudoir. Along the way, they thought that they should be enthusiastic today, but their faces were flushed and they didn't know what to say. They sat there in a daze. Zhang Wei thought she had not yet come out of yesterday's fright, so he stepped forward and gently stopped her head and leaned against her chest as if yesterday, and said softly: "Madam, don't think about it anymore. My father-in-law had already handled it clean yesterday, and there will be no trouble in the future."

Shiqing shyly broke away and said, "Husband, I'm fine!"

Zhang Wei heard the word "It's okay" and thought to himself: He said it's okay again! It seems that he still hasn't been through it!

He wisely said, "Madam, let me tell you a story!"

"Yeah!" Shi Qing didn't understand why her husband suddenly wanted to tell her a story, but she still agreed quietly.

Zhang Wei said: "Once upon a time, there was an old scholar who married a beautiful wife in his destiny and got a son in his old age."

When Shiqing heard this, she thought Zhang Wei was hinting that she should take advantage of her youth to give birth. Her face turned red unconsciously and did not dare to look at Zhang Wei. Zhang Wei looked at Shiqing and complained in her heart: Is it shy to tell me that I am also shy to get married and have children?

But he continued: "He was very happy and named his son age to commemorate his old age."

Shi Qing thought to herself: Who can give her children this name? What will our children be called in the future?

This time, Zhang Wei did not see Shi Qing's abnormality at all, and was still saying: "A year later, his wife gave birth to another son. In order to make people remember his identity as a scholar, he named Xuewen."

Shiqing thought: Are he saying that his identity as a scholar should be remembered? How should I compensate him?

Seeing Shiqing looking at him straight, Zhang Wei said: "Another year has passed, he has another son. At this time, the family is almost unable to afford it, so he thinks it is like a joke, so the third son named Joke."

Shiqing thought: Is he ridiculing himself for his son-in-law? He still cared about it!

"After more than ten years, several sons have grown up. The old scholar is nearly 70 years old and can't walk anymore. On this day, the old scholar asked his three sons to go up the mountain to chop wood. When his sons came back, he asked his wife: How much does the children have gained? His wife replied: He is old and has no knowledge at all, but there are a lot of jokes!" Zhang Wei finally finished speaking, and he looked at Shi Qing with a smile, waiting for Shi Qing's reaction.

Shi Qing blinked her eyes, as if she was saying, "That's it?" But she thought to herself: It turned out that he was telling me a joke, and I thought she was going to reflect something!

Shi Qing suddenly reached out to cover her mouth: "Gee huh~" The laughter seemed to be unable to stop. After a while, Shi Qing seemed to hold back her smile and said, "Husband, this joke is so interesting! Is his wife pointing at the mulberry and scolding the locust? Gee huh~"

Zhang Wei sighed and said, "Maybe it was unintentional. Who asked this old scholar to give his son these strange names? How about it? Madam, do you want to hear it? I'll tell you one more?"

Shiqing already understood that Zhang Wei thought she was still afraid of yesterday's incident. In fact, with Zhang Wei accompanying her, she was really not afraid anymore, but she nodded and said, "Okay, husband, tell me!"

Zhang didn't think about it and said, "Once upon a time, there was an old scholar."

Shi Qing was not arrogant today, but said in a naughty way: "Is it still the old scholar who is old?"

Zhang Wei smiled and shook his head: "It's not the one I just now, but older than that. This old scholar is 80 years old."

Shiqing said: "Eighty years old? Wouldn't that be the old man with gray hair?"

Zhang Wei nodded and continued, "Yes, it's this old man with gray hair. He married an 18-year-old concubine. He was happy in the wedding night and wrote a poem to boast, which was written like this:

I am eighty or eighteen years old, and I am beautiful and my hair is white.

It is the same as the Geng with you, only one six-year-old in the middle.”

Shi Qing giggled and said, "This old scholar is so shameless!"

Zhang Wei grinned and said, "That's not true! So when he talked about this poem with his friends, one of his friends also made a poem for him." He paused as he said.

Shiqing said curiously: "What kind of Shi is it? Tell me quickly!"

Zhang Weijian was almost transferred, so he continued:

"The eighteen bride, Eighty-Jujiro, her pale hair and red makeup.

The mandarin ducks are in the quilt, and a tree of pear blossoms presses against the crabapple."

This story was originally written by Su Dongpo who mocked his friend Zhang Xian, but there was no Song Dynasty in this era, let alone Su Dongpo, so Zhang Wei used it to have fun for his wife without any hindrance.

Sure enough, Shiqing laughed so hard that her branches trembled after hearing this. She covered her mouth with one hand and her shoulders trembled. This time she was sincere. After laughing for a while, she muttered: "A tree of pear blossoms pressed against the crabapple! This gentleman is such a wonderful person. The poem she wrote is so vivid and vivid. I guess she must be a talented person, right?"

Zhang Wei thought to himself: It’s not just talented, Su Dongpo, Su Xian! His talent has been leaked!

But he said, "It's just a joke in Shilin!"

Shiqing was in a good mood and said, "Husband! Is there any more? I still want to listen!"

Shi Qing brought the tea and poured it for Zhang Wei. She also poured a cup of it himself. Zhang Wei drank a sip of the tea and said, "There is an old scholar!"

Shi Qing sprayed out a tea with a "puff!", but fortunately she turned her head in time and didn't spray it. She coughed for a while before saying, "Husband~! Why do you start the same every time you say it! I'm so laughing! I can't do it anymore! Hehe~ I'm going to get married again!"

Zhang Wei smiled: "No, no, this time I didn't marry. This time the old scholar met a prodigy with a pair of children. It is said that he was invincible when he hit the border ten miles away. He happened to be hit by a pair of friends by a pair of children by an old scholar, so he sarcastically wrote the first couplet: Two monkeys broke wood in the deep mountains, and the little monkey dared to see the saws."

Shi Qing thought for a moment and said, "This old scholar is quite good! He doesn't use dirty words to curse people!"

Zhang Wei saw that she understood, so he stopped explaining and continued, "Yes, this little prodigy also understood when he heard it. He was not showing any weakness and said to him: How could an old beast come out when he was trapped in the mud?"

Shi Qing had just taken a sip of tea and almost sprayed it out again. She swallowed it quickly, and said with no regard for her image: "Husband! It's so funny, I can't do it anymore, hahaha~"

In this way, the couple chatted and laughed for most of the day. Zhang Wei picked some classic jokes from his previous life and told Shi Qing. Shi Qing also told Zhang Wei a lot of jokes from this era, and even some jokes from his daughter's house. Zhang Wei naturally supported him and chatted with other gossips. The two had a great time this time, and the time passed by. After dinner, the young couple returned to the room. After chatting for a while, it was dark.

Before Zhang saw that it was getting late, he said to Shiqing, who was still a little unfulfilled, "Madam, let's go to bed early today! We will go back to our hometown to worship our ancestors tomorrow."

Shi Qing nodded, and the two of them took off their clothes, one on the bed and the other on the ground, both crawling into the quilt. Shi Qing closed her eyes and was still thinking about the jokes Zhang Wei told. She couldn't help but want to laugh. She opened her eyes and thought for a while. She wanted to say: Husband, let's take a break earlier, but as Zhang Wei said as soon as she opened her mouth, "Husband, you can sleep together!" After saying that, her face turned red, but then she thought: "It's a misunderstanding."

Unfortunately, Zhang Wei didn't think much about it, thinking that she was still scared, so he said, "Madam, please sleep, I'll guard you for you, don't be afraid!"

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Zhang Wei is afraid of nothing,

Tell jokes in a hurry;

Tell me, old scholar,

Invite him to bed and say don't be afraid?
Chapter completed!