The days when I fished in Daming

Chapter 170

"It's okay. When I was at home, I had a procedure of getting up early to greet the elders at home. I can do it for me here."

After saying this, Zheng Hu scratched his head in embarrassment, waiting for Zheng Xiong's answer.

"That, wait."

"okay."

Get up from the house, brought a cup of tea, Zheng Xiong opened the door.

"Brother, here comes the tea, I respect you, little brother."

What's not right, shouldn't you come to greet me, I ran here in a hurry, just to drink you a cup of tea, or overnight tea.

"No, it's not me who came here to greet me, but you to go to my place to greet me."

"Brother, it's really interesting, I have to go back to sleep, can't you be considerate of me, brother?"

"Okay, but your tea is cold, it was last night!"

"Well, yes, when I get up, I will serve you tea again, what do you think?"

I really want to smoke with something, but Zheng Xiong is no longer someone who I can casually smoke. I finally wanted to take the big brother's airs and find some sense of presence, but I was defeated by Zheng Xiong's lazy cancer.

Somewhat in a waning mood, he picked up the tea and drank it all in one gulp.

Before he could say anything more, the door slammed shut.

The voices of Zheng Xiong and Wei Hong came from inside the room.

"I'm going to cook for everyone."

"What kind of food is there? Yingxian is so big, and he can't stutter. I need you to cook and lie down."

"But~"

"But what, life is short, enjoy yourself in time, aren't you happy?"

Uh~~

The two people in the room were exchanging martial arts, leaving Zheng Hu alone to listen outside the door for a while, before leaving to find something to eat.

The capacity for alcohol is not good, but this aspect is still okay, and he has a bit of his own demeanor.

After an unknown amount of time, the commotion in the house stopped, and Zheng Xiong lay on the bed contentedly.

Officially entering the sage mode, what is missing is only the difference of a cigarette. Without this essence, it is a bit unsatisfactory.

Wei Hong rested her pillow on Zheng Xiong's arm, her face was flushed red, even though she had already entered the sage mode, she was still provoked by the anger at this moment, glowing with a second spring.

When you are young, you don't know the taste of meat, and when you know the taste of meat, you have no restraint.

Fortunately, being young, Zheng Xiong can still bear it.

It was three poles in the sun, and the two of them just got up, dressed and washed.

But when Wei Hong was tidying up the bed sheets, she was stunned there, speechless for a long time, and it took a long time to come back to her senses, bowing her head and sobbing softly.

Crying for no reason, Zheng Xiong was startled, and hurried to Wei Hong.

After looking into the dazed Wei Hong's eyes, he somewhat understood why Wei Hong was crying.

Except for some residual filth, the bed did not have the legendary Luohong.

Even if Zheng Xiong knew in later generations that in some special circumstances, the first time he didn't fall into the red, he couldn't help but cast a shadow in his heart at this moment.

"Can you explain it?"

"I, I don't know. When they got married yesterday, they said something. Now I don't know, but I can swear that no man has ever touched me, woo."

At this moment, Wei Hong is like a drowning woman, her mind is blank. During Zheng Xiong's questioning, she just calmed down and explained quickly.

The criteria for the ancients to judge on this matter is very simple, there are only two options: pure and impure.

Zheng Xiong knew about the third kind of unexpected situation, but he still felt a little lump in his heart.

The originally happy marriage was a little bit meaningless.

It doesn't have to be that kind of red, and it doesn't have to be a good education for future generations.

After carefully thinking about the situation last night, it's no wonder that after the first time, Wei Hong's condition is not bad, and the rest is getting more and more comfortable.

Presumably, without this layer, the stimulation of wear and tear is not great, and there is nothing wrong with even plowing the land.

Looking at Zheng Xiong's thoughtful figure, and remembering what those who came over said when they got married, Wei Hong became more and more bewildered.

The consequences are very serious. If the product is not good, it will be returned directly.

Either way, the road ahead is bleak.

"Husband, do you believe me?"

Pulling Zheng Xiong's skirt, Wei Hong looked at Zheng Xiong expectantly.

Facing Wei Hong's gaze, Zheng Xiong sighed, feeling a little sad.

The scenes that are commonplace in later generations are somewhat unacceptable in this era.

Is it the first time to get rid of it? In fact, the main problem is that most men have a complex about this kind of thing, which is a man's heart disease.

In the future, when others ask about this word, they can say it out loud, Luohong has something to prove it.

Besides, this thing will be passed on later as a proof, so what can I say?

On the second day of the wedding, which is today, the white silk or handkerchief used on the bed will be displayed on a silver plate.

If there is "falling red", it means that the bride is a virgin, so everyone celebrates with each other, and the man's family will announce the good news to the woman with a big red wedding invitation with the words "the boudoir is well-trained, and the lady is worthy of respect".

Naturally, the female family was also in high spirits, showing off everywhere.

If it is a piece of white silk, it is self-explanatory and may face serious consequences!

It's not a matter of believing or not, for Zheng Xiong from later generations, this is really not that important.

"I believe you, it's useless, I'll show it to my eldest brother and your family later, if there's no such thing, what should we do?"

Yes, there is nothing, how to prove it.

Thinking of this level, Wei Hong's heart felt ashamed, and she slumped on the ground.

Coincidentally, Zheng Hu also came back from the outside and knocked on Zheng Xiong's door again.

"Second, are you up yet? It's time for lunch."

"Get up, don't rush."

"Oh, why is there still crying in your room, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I hurt your sister-in-law just now."

Uh, isn't this self-inflicted and boring? I ignored Zheng Xiong and left.

Zheng Hu left, only Wei Hong's crying was left in the room, which made Zheng Xiong upset.

"Don't cry, just swear that no man has ever touched you before, dare you?"

Seeing that Zheng Xiong's words still had room for reversal, Wei Hong felt hopeful, and said hastily.

"I swear, if I have been defiled before, I will die a bad death."

Vows in this day and age are still very binding.

Wei Hong's oath was also quite vicious.

"Okay, that's it. Later, I will ask someone to ask you about your previous situation. I hope you don't lie to me."

On this issue, Zheng Xiong was still a little cautious, keeping an eye out.

I was afraid that Wei Hong might have some reservations, which would be off the charts, and it would be hard to feel cheated.

"Well, as long as it can prove my innocence, anything will do."

Wei Hong swears, and Zheng Xiong also has a little confidence in his heart.

"Just wash the sheets, you just say that Luohong is red, and I will explain the rest."

"Ah."

Wei Hong remained silent, picked up the bed sheet and secretly probed to confirm that no one was paying attention, and hurried out of the room.

Zheng Xiong straightened his clothes, came to the main hall, and found his elder brother Zheng Hu.

(End of this chapter)