"So that’s how it is! It’s true that won are more knowledgeable about these household matters." Ye Zi’an said with a sowhat embarrassed smile, "I really thought too simplistically about it before. You really are more suitable for this."
"Of course, have you ever heard of a man managing household affairs?" Yang Chuxia smiled as she closed the box. She suddenly rembered that Ye Zi’an had ntioned going to pay respects to his parents in the morning, but it might be too late for that now.
With a hint of apology, she asked, "Brother An, I got up late today. Would it be inappropriate to go bow to our parents now?"
"Call husband!"
"Alright, alright, husband."
"Don’t forget next ti."
Yang Chuxia rolled her eyes speechlessly, "I know, I know, I’m just not used to it yet, alright? So, is it too late for husband to bow to our parents now?"
Hearing Xiaxia call him husband, Ye Zi’an couldn’t help but grin from ear to ear, "I have an ancestral tablet for my parents at ho, so it’s not a big deal if we’re a little late. What matters is our sincerity."
Yang Chuxia thought for a mont but shook her head, "That’s not good enough. Our parents’ graves aren’t that far away. I’ll go burn the incense first, and tomorrow we’ll get up early and bow in front of our parents’ graves."
"Alright, that works too."
After deciding with Ye Zi’an, Yang Chuxia asked Xiu’er to prepare so offerings.
The next day, just past 5:00 a.m, Ye Zi’an and Yang Chuxia headed toward the south of Yangshu Village. That was where the entire village’s cetery was located. When soone from the village passed away, they were buried there, with each family’s ancestral tombs gathered in one area. It sowhat resembled a modern, neatly arranged cetery.
"Father, mother, I’ve brought my wife to see you." As Ye Zi’an burned joss paper, he spoke softly, "My rank has been restored now, so you two can rest in peace."
"And from now on, your son is not alone. I have my wife and family. My father-in-law and mother-in-law treat very well, like I am their own son. My uncle in the Capital City also thinks about . You can rest assured and have a good ti over there."
After finishing his words, Ye Zi’an bowed three tis to his parents’ graves. Then, Yang Chuxia ca forward and knelt down, "Father, mother, I am Yang Chuxia, but husband calls Xiaxia. From now on, I’ll take good care of my husband. Please rest in peace!"
After Yang Chuxia finished her bows, Luo Linhao and his sister, who ca with them, also ca forward to bow.
"Aunt and uncle, I am Linhao. You probably haven’t seen before. Oh, and let tell you, my eyes weren’t always like this. Don’t laugh at my appearance. When my eyes are better, I’ll co to see you again. I am very handso, even more handso than my cousin. You know my cousin, right? Your son’s wife is not as beautiful as mine, but she’s not bad either. Rest well over there, and don’t be stingy with money. If you run out, I’ll send more over."
Yang Chuxia was speechless; this kid really didn’t know when to be serious. But with his words, the atmosphere, which had been sowhat lancholy, lightened up a bit.
Three days later
On the day the bride returned to her parents’ house, Ms. Wang and Yang Dachuan were waiting eagerly at ho early in the morning. Even more exaggerated, Ms. Wang had prepared all sorts of things the children liked the night before. That morning, she stood by her front door, watching Ye Zi’an’s house intently.
It was amusing because the two houses were actually quite close. With Ms. Wang staring like that, Yang Chuxia could see everything clearly from her small balcony. In that case, how could she bear to stay at ho?
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