The beauty is in my arms, the young marshal's eyes are red at night

Poor families who cannot afford to raise children will abandon the girl and let her fend for herself, leaving her son with peace of mind.

When girls grow up, they are either used as tools to seek a future or become toys for men’s entertainment.

No one asked them if they wanted to.

Even if I ask, it's just a formality, and the outcome is doomed.

"When can people's thoughts change?" Song Huiyi sighed slightly.

She looked sad.

At this point, the resonance between women is the deepest.

She hopes for equality between men and women, but also for women to be independent.

It's just that the inequality between men and women cannot be changed in thousands of years, and we don't know when it will be like this one day.

"Huiyi, it will change!"

Shen Yuqing raised his hand to cover the back of her head and pressed her into his arms.

His voice was low, and his chest was vibrating when he spoke, "When the north and the south are unified, there will be more legal restrictions in the future! You are so smart and compassionate, and in the future more people will realize that women are not inferior to men! "

He doesn't approve of this either.

Although Shen Yuqing's attitude towards women was frivolous and he treated women as a pastime before meeting Song Huiyi, he never approved of reducing women to mere wives.

It is disgusting for a husband to treat his wife as a business.

In the past, Hua Mulan joined the army for her father and was also a heroine. This shows that women have never been inferior to men.

Shen Yuqing called Tan Shaoyuan and asked him to send someone to handle the matter.

Song Huiyi told him the information.

Shen Yuqing deliberately eased her mood and said half-jokingly: "What did I think! Huiyi, I didn't expect that I came to Hangzhou to Xuanhu to help the world!"

Yesterday I helped one, today I help another.

Song Huiyi laughed after hearing this: "Isn't this good? You are so wise and powerful in the eyes of the people, and you have won the hearts of the people."

He snorted disdainfully.

He said: "I deal with these trivial matters every day, so I might as well just go to the police station and take charge. What else do I need them to do? They are just a bunch of people who do nothing!"

"Okay, okay, you're very busy." Song Huiyi smiled even brighter.

She grabbed his arm and shook it, "How can you still be arrogant for such a big man? Shen Yuqing, are you the one who is often said to be hard-spoken and soft-hearted?"

It makes no sense to say that he is soft-spoken and soft-hearted.

But he was indeed such a person in front of Song Huiyi.

In the eyes of others, Shen Yuqing has the hardest heart.

He said: "I have so many places to be tough! It's a pity that you didn't use them last night!"

"..." Three sentences are inseparable from the profession.

"Let's go have breakfast," he said.

There are servants here, but no cooks. The officer went to buy breakfast early in the morning.

Li Da was an outsider, so the officer took him to a small building next to him.

The servants all live there.

He is a poor man, but he is also a stranger. Shen Yuqing will not let him enter the hall, but will still look at him all the time.

He has no room for error.

Guarded by officers, they went out for a walk after breakfast.

Before going out, the two specially put on hats.

They dressed up to hide themselves from others, and went out arm in arm, looking like a rich young man from a certain family.

It's the New Year's Eve soon, and there are a lot of vendors selling things on the street, all trying to make more money before the new year and spend a good year.

Song Huiyi was overwhelmed.

Passing by a stall, there were various hairpins on it, all made of carved wood.

Song Huiyi liked to use hairpins to tie her hair, but most of the hairpins in her dressing box were made of gold, silver, and carved precious pearls and jade.

Wooden hairpins are ordinary, but they are more exquisite in design.

The vendor was sitting next to the stall, tinkering with wood with a bamboo stick.

She greeted warmly: "Sir, Madam, take a look! These are all handmade by me, and each style is unique!"

"Unique?" Song Huiyi became interested.

She took a hairpin.

He put the hairpin on his head and asked him with a smile: "How is it?"

"It's beautiful!" He took the hairpin from her hand and found a place to insert it in his hair.

Seeing this, the vendor quickly put the things in his hands and showed her a mirror.

"This hairpin looks really good on my wife!"

Seeing that they were dressed like people who were not short of money, the vendor opened his mouth and praised, "Look, madam, this wooden hairpin matches the coat you are wearing today!"

Song Huiyi took a look and found that the color was indeed the right shade.

She nodded in satisfaction.

The vendor said to Shen Yuqing again, "Sir, you are so lucky! You have married such a beautiful wife! She is naturally beautiful, and she is best suited to wear her hair in a bun!"

Shen Yuqing was dizzy hearing her talk of a wife.

He was so elated that people could hardly find the north.

Shen Yuqing smiled from ear to ear and waved his hand in a daze: "Okay, how much does it cost? I want these hairpins!"

"Why do you need so many hairpins?" Song Huiyi held him down.

There are roughly twenty hairpins on this stall.

How can she wear it?

"How can you talk about women's stuff?" Shen Yuqing insisted.

This matter cannot be discussed, and he asked Bai Su to pay.

The vendors' eyes lit up.

Unexpectedly, the stall was about to be closed as soon as I left the stall. I met a distinguished customer!

She quickly took the bags and packed them for them.

Shen Yuqing took Song Huiyi and walked forward.

They made a lot of money on the street, bought many novel gadgets, and went shopping in the store.

Shen Yuqing bought her some expensive jewelry, including hairpins.

Although the wooden hairpin is novel, it is just an ordinary gadget. You can just wear it and play with it.

Due to Song Huiyi's status, he still has to decorate himself with expensive jewelry most of the time. This is the unwritten dignity of a powerful and famous family.

Especially ladies, they always love to compare.

She didn't care about this, but she didn't want to hear such harsh words.

The two of them strolled until noon.

Didn't stop until dinner time.

Song Huiyi was a little tired from walking.

He glanced at the two adjutants behind him who were carrying large and small bags, and felt helpless: "You are just like my fourth brother. Last time I went shopping with him, I saw that he would buy everything. It is the same when I go shopping with you today. "

They are all here to move.

"Huiyi, so many people love you!" Shen Yuqing smiled.

He didn't even feel like it was enough.

He added: "When we have time to wait, let's go to Sioux City and ask the best embroiderer to make you some sets of cheongsams! You have always liked cheongsams, and you can wear them in spring!"

"My father and brother went to Sioux City before and brought me a shawl. It was really nice." She looked forward to it.

They look for a place to eat.

Four people sit at a table.

Shen Yuqing doesn't care about these red tapes. Tan Shaoyuan and Bai Su are people who have been with him through life and death, and he often eats with them.

The waiter in the restaurant poured them tea.

Shen Yuqing glanced at it and put the teapot back on the tray: "Bring up a pot of hot water instead."

The waiter responded.

He brought the tea in front of Song Huiyi and placed it in front of him.

He remembered Song Huiyi's menstrual events.