Un joven enfermizo que viaja a la época de la dinastía Song

Capítulo 43

Benefits? You're kidding me.

"Mother said everything can be discussed after I get married. If I don't get married next year, she will kick me out." I broke off a branch and gave half to Zimo.

"She's not in charge of this family!" You say you are in charge, then say it! If you don't speak up, I'll be the one suffering.

"So what are you going to do now?"

"What can I do? You don't really think I'd dare to disobey, do you?"

"You're going on a blind date!" Zi Mo's tone rose.

"Yes." I kicked away a pebble at my feet. I absolutely hate any profession related to pigs.

"I'll go with you." Zi Mo took the branch I broke off and threw it far away.

"It doesn't matter, let's go together. If he takes a liking to you, you'll have to pay me for a new one."

Zi Mo wiped my palm. "I'll pay you back! I'll pay you back a hundred of them."

I looked up and laughed, saying, "Brother, I don't want to get married, but I still have to. If I get married, I'll definitely marry a lot of wives. If I don't get married, I'll never get married."

"Which one do you want?" Zi Mo looked at me, anxious about my answer.

I looked at him with a whetted appetite, thinking: "I'll have sex with you before we get married." "I want the former." I really want it, I'm going crazy with it, but I'm just too timid. Sigh! Handsome men! Come run to me!

As I walked into Dongsheng, I saw a figure in a seat that seemed utterly incongruous with the image of someone who slaughters pigs, sitting in that familiar seat.

He was not very old, and he gave the impression of a scholar. He was tall and slender, not very handsome but not bad-looking either, just average.

His clothes were very clean, not at all like the Zhang Fei from the Three Kingdoms period I had imagined. Perhaps my initial expectations were too low. I found my first impression of him to be quite good.

Zi Mo looked around and asked me, "I didn't see the girl."

“Who says it has to be a girl?” I led him to a familiar spot and greeted my future man, “Hello, Mr. Liu.”

He looked up at me, his gaze lingering for a moment, as if considering whether or not I, this pig, should be slaughtered.

"Young Master Liu, may we take a seat?" I asked him politely. No, I turned around immediately.

"Please have a seat, gentlemen," Liu Er said, rising to greet us.

Zi Mo, that idiot, is really stupid this time.

I looked at him with amusement. He pointed at Liu Er, then at me, his expression extremely strange.

Liu Er asked Zi Quanmo curiously, "Young Master Shen, who is this...?"

I grabbed Zi Mo's large hand that was pointing at me and kissed it on the lips: "My wife."

Zi Mo instinctively opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

I picked up a dessert from the table and put it in his mouth, whispering sweetly in his ear, "Baby, are you hungry? Eat first." Zi Mo immediately slumped down in his chair, causing it to fall to the ground.

My heart ached as I helped him up. Look at this poor child! He was terrified.

Liu Er stepped forward to help, asking, "Is Madam Shen alright?" Zi Mo, who had just sat down, almost fell over again.

I helped him onto my lap and said to Liu Er, somewhat embarrassed, "My wife is easily embarrassed, and she inevitably lost her composure today. I hope you will forgive her, Young Master Liu."

"No, not at all." Liu Er didn't seem to mind that I brought a man along.

"Young Master Shen, just call me Liu Er. I'm not used to calling you 'Young Master'."

I smiled at him, holding the still-dazed Zi Mo, and said, "Then Brother Liu can just call me Zi Yi."

He clasped his hands in a fist salute to me. I nodded to him, forgiving me for not being able to return the salute, as I had a large cat in my arms.

When we started chatting, Zimo returned to normal and angrily dragged me out of the store.

Liu Er stepped forward to stop him.

Zi Mo said coldly, "Get out!"

Liu Erchu stood there, frowning with displeasure: "Madam Shen, please mind your manners."

"Cultivate manners! I'll only be cultivated if you get away from me!"

"How could you...do such a thing, disobeying your husbandly duties!"

I looked at Liu Er in surprise. Was he really a pig butcher? Are you sure he didn't transmigrate from a matriarchal world?

Zi Mo was so angry he wanted to strangle him, but I hugged his waist and said, "It's alright, don't be angry, let's go home." If you strangle me, where will I find someone as fun as him again? A perfect example of a harem!

Zimo carried me home, and the way he looked at my mother was almost like he was looking at a dead person.

He summoned all the maids and guards in the mansion and announced, "From today onwards, the Eleventh Young Master must report all his actions to me."

"yes."

"Do you need it for going to the toilet?" I suggested honestly.

"Yes, even if you blink a few times, you have to count them for me."

"Yes!" The shouts were deafening. Damn, you're a pervert.

[Main Text: Chapter Thirty-Two]

The mother went back in a huff, smashing tables and chairs.