Matrilocal Marriage

Lin Wei clapped the chopsticks in his hand and said majesticly: "It is becoming more and more unruly. In the dining hall, your mother and I have not put the chopsticks, you can't wait to talk about it? Do you have to be'sent to disobedience'? Did you know that repentance is impossible?"

Mrs. Lin grabbed Lin Wei's arm and persuaded, "Master, why are you talking about it? An'er is still a child..."

Lin Buxian's face was not very good, and she stood up and bowed, and said, "Father forgive me. He said that he was the first offender and he wanted to protect his daughter. He was in a hurry...just forgive him once."

Yun'an didn't understand why Mrs. Lin and Lin Buxian were so nervous all of a sudden, they felt that they should be "sending disobedience" as Lin Wei said. The word Yunan can probably guess what it means, but they don't understand what it means.

Yun An looked at Lin Buxian's gaze and felt the emotion Lin Buxian wanted to convey. He also raised his arm and bowed to Lin Wei, saying, "Father forgive the sin, and the child missed a moment. I hope my father will forgive me."

Although Yun An didn't bow his head to Lin Wei from the bottom of his heart, Yun An completely trusted Lin Buxian and believed that Lin Buxian would not do anything against him.

Lin Wei's face turned a little, and then he said, "Tomorrow you two will go together and put away the so-called'unfair' in your heart. Moyin's anger ruined the Lin family's 100 foundations for a while, you know?"

Yun An clenched his fists tightly, bowed his head silently.

Lin Buxian replied, "Yes."

Madam Lin let out a sigh of relief, and said to Yun'an and Lin Buxian, "You two go back first, you have me."

"Yes, my daughter retire."

"...Retire."

Yun'an and Lin Buxian left the dining hall one after another. Yun'an heard Mrs. Lin complaining in a low voice, "Master, did you make a big fuss? If you send An'er to rebellion...what about our daughter? do?"

Yun An only heard Lin Wei's cold snort, and the maid left the dining room, unable to hear the rest.

Yun An took Lin Buxian's hand, and the two went back to the bedroom in silence. Yun An couldn't help but said, "What is'sending rebellion'?"

Lin Buxian was a little surprised, and said, "You are not charged with the crime?"

Yun An shook his head, Lin Buxian let out a sigh, and said, "My father, he...I am afraid he has already thought about you. No matter what happens in the future, you should never confront him, let alone do anything with him. Conflict. Fight for reasons... leave it to me in the future."

"Why? Is it because of'sending rebellion'? Tell me, what is the crime?"

"Sending disobedience is a crime of unfilial piety. It is usually used on the body of the son. It is rarely imposed on the body of the daughter and son-in-law, but your situation is more special. The son-in-law who enters the house is the same as the son according to Dayan's law. Sending rebellion refers to: the father is old, but the son is not filial, the father can't move, he doesn't listen, and he can't bear it. He can go directly to the court to beat the drums and complain about grievances. There is no need for litigants and admonitions, just tell the master that he is here Disobedience is fine. The'sent to disobedience' is usually done by the biological father. If the father is gone and there is only the mother in the family, the uncle will bear the responsibility of'sent to disobedience'. If either of the parents brings an injury report, they will be sent off. 80% of the rebellious person will be beaten to death by the Ya. Even if the parents are not injured, and the rebellious person is sent, the minimum is 20, the penalty for half a month..., sending rebellion is a very embarrassing thing, the family is unfortunate. If you have a rebellious child, you will be ridiculed by your family’s clan and neighbors, and you will be punished. No one will ever send your child to court as a last resort. Once in court, the person who is sent to rebellious has no chance of winning..."

After listening to Lin Buxian's explanation, Yun An only shuddered: "...your father got rid of me?"

Lin Buxian "showed" embarrassment, and explained: "Generally speaking,'send disobedience' must be one's own person. If it is not his own, the government will ask other relatives and neighbors in the neighborhood whether the situation is true. The essence of sending disobedience is to Punishing unfilial sons is definitely not a weapon for old people to rely on and sell old people. If it were in the past, my mother and I would definitely come out to testify, but... you also know who the prefect of Los Angeles is now, and whether to call other witnesses, he said That’s right. If you fall into his hand, you will have to take off a layer of skin if you don’t die... So, don’t confront him anymore, I’m sorry.”

Yun An's face was very ugly, and the curse had overflowed into his throat, but he was still swallowed. The most uncomfortable thing about Lin Wei's "disadvantage" is actually Lin Buxian.

On the one hand, I have to endure the pain of the collapse of someone who was once as stalwart as a mountain, on the other hand I have to feel guilty about myself...

Tongli, distress was far greater than anger, Yun An took Lin Buxian's hand and pulled the person into his arms, holding Lin Buxian's waist with one hand, and pressing the back of Lin Buxian's head with the other, stroking them one by one...

"I know, I'll be careful in the future. Don't feel sorry, it's not your fault. Things turned out like this... I'm sorry."

Lin Buxian's eyes were filled with a faint sorrow, without crying, but his expression was more distressing than crying.

Lin Buxian whispered, "I'm sorry, I've missed another word."

Before Yun An understood what Lin Buxian was talking about, it was probably because Lin Buxian had promised himself that he would not go to Zhong Xiaoting's appointment anyway, but he had to go tomorrow.

"Don't say anything, just go...and me." Yun An squinted his eyes, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

...

One night, Yun'an had a stomachache and also alarmed the doctor in the mansion. The doctor diagnosed that Yun'an should have returned to Los Angeles at the beginning of the day.

In the early morning of the next day, even Lin Wei and Mrs. Lin's husband "women" knew about Yun'an's illness. Madam Lin came over after a few thoughts and was persuaded by Lin Buxian.

Lin Buxian said: "The daughter thanked her mother for the grandfather, but... the grandfather tossed all night, and when I came out, I was safer. After taking the soothing "medicine" given by Doctor Bai, I probably fell asleep for a while. ."

"Oh, so please tell me not to go there and disturb An'er to rest."

Lin Buxian continued: "My daughter will bring a few more people in a while, so let's go to Qibaolou for the appointment."

Mrs. Lin sighed: "That's the case. Fortunately, Qibaolou is its own property. Later you will ask someone to pass the order, and you will not receive outsiders today."

"Thanks mother."

Rui'er was not in the house, because Xuan Dao Chang praised Rui'er for her safety in doing things. Madam Lin felt that it was appropriate for Rui'er to continue to serve Xuan Dao. So Jixuan grew up together, and Madam Lin took the charge and let Rui'er follow , On the road, it is also good to serve Xuan Yilong.

Lin Buxian took the two maids, Youyi and Huixi, together with the Fulushouxi four princes and a team of second-class princes, set off one hour in advance and went to Qibaolou for a banquet.

On the other side, a sedan chair was lifted out of the yakou. It was a soft navy blue sedan chair, which was carried by a sedan chair who specializes in government officials and walked westward.

In the distance, there was just a sprout, and there were some sparse tree trunks. Sitting straddled was a disheveled, ugly, ragged beggar.

He sipped at the soft sedan and cursed: "Bah, I can use it for private use on the bus!"

After the beggar finished cursing, he squeezed the bottle in his hand, and then slid with the trunk of the tree. Not too far away, he followed the soft sedan chair in front of him and walked three streets to the downtown area, where pedestrians kept coming and cries one after another.

The beggar ran up suddenly and went straight to the soft sedan chair. After chasing the bearer, he raised the bottle in his hand and aimed it at the bearer’s eyes. He only heard a "puff" and the bearer made a sound. She screamed and struggling, covering her face.

The sedan chair lost half of its balance and crashed down.

The beggar was so flexible, he walked forward quickly and sprayed the face of the bearer in front of him. The bearer immediately made a hysterical scream just like his companion, covering his eyes.

The screams alarmed the people in the street, everyone stopped their movements and cast their eyes to the source of the sound.

"What's the matter? What's the matter? Come here, come here!"

The person in the sedan was fainted, and when he finished yelling, the sedan was kicked away by the beggar, and the beggar stretched out his dirty hand to grab the person in the sedan.

Sitting in the sedan chair was the new prefect, Zhong Xiaoting.

Zhong Xiaoting's crown and hat were crooked, but he couldn't care about righting up. He looked at the dirty beggar before him with horror.

The beggar is so ugly, half of his face looks very disgusting with scars and scars, and the other half of his good face is numb and dirty...

The beggar looked at Zhong Xiaoting, grinning, "showing" a row of big white teeth that violated the tenacity, Zhong Xiaoting only felt sorrowful.

The beggar sneered twice, squeezing Zhong Xiaoting's shirt with one hand, and rounded his arm with the other hand, and slapped Zhong Xiaoting's face with a "pop".

The applause was loud and loud, and even the people watching the excitement around could not help but let out a low cry...

Zhong Xiaoting's face swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and one eye of his face was squeezed small, and he felt pain just by looking at it.

The beggar didn't get rid of his hatred, and gave Zhong Xiaoting a big mouth with his backhand, but after all, the back of his hand was not as powerful as the palm of his hand, resulting in redness and asymmetry on both sides.

The beggar gave a dissatisfied "tsk", changed his right hand to grab Zhong Xiaoting's placket, and slapped the palm of his left hand. The right face was swollen over the left, and the beggar changed hands again...

Zhong Xiaoting was frightened first, then beaten up again. When he recovered, he only felt tinnitus and dizziness, and his face was even hotter...

Zhong Xiaoting fought back, but found that the power of the beggar was amazing. He was a scholar who had no power to restrain him. After several attempts, he didn't get rid of it, and the fear gradually filled his heart.

He came out on the sedan chair of the ya. Who doesn't know the sedan chair of the prefect in Los Angeles? He can't do anything like a woman screaming for help on the street.

There was blood oozing from the corners of Zhong Xiaoting’s mouth, and blood was oozing from both nostrils. His face was swollen like a pig’s head. He finally grabbed the beggar’s hand and said with a trembling voice, "I have something to say, I have something to say... In the prefect of Los Angeles, if a strongman is wronged, just say it. It is a crime to beat the court commander. As long as you let go of the official, I, I can forgive you..."

"I'm hitting the bribery dog ​​officer in your Yurou Township!" The beggar hit Zhong Xiaoting's nose with a punch, and the latter passed out with a scream...