Reborn as a bride, pretending to be virtuous, the prince held his waist and regretted

Wang Shiwen almost vomited blood, his eyes showed displeasure, "Brother Zhou, am I so unbearable in your eyes?"

Zhou Jin was startled, his eyes showing suspicion, "Did you not do any of the things I said? A wife is not as good as a concubine, I won't say anything about you, everyone knows it. A concubine is not as good as stealing, stealing is not as good as not being able to steal, you once showed off in front of us, do you need me to restore your memory?"

Wang Shiwen blushed when he heard this. After all the bad things he had done in the past, he felt that women liked him and he was popular with women. He was much better than Zhou Jin, who was pure and innocent and pretended to be noble.

Now, it has become a handle for Zhou Jin to laugh at him.

"It's normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines, isn't it? With a background like ours, what kind of women are unacceptable? Besides, it's those women who come to me and insist on being with me. I'm kind and gentle to women, not as dirty as you say."

Zhou Jin glanced at Wang Shiwen, who was righteous, with a cold look in his eyes, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "I would rather have one person's heart and stay together till old age. Men can't have one heart with a woman, so how can we expect a woman to have only men in her heart?"

"Due to etiquette and morality, women can't control their husbands from having three wives and four concubines, nor can they stop men from having a life of debauchery outside. All they can do is close their hearts, especially after giving birth to children, to manage the home, raise the children well, and not expect too much from men."

"That's all for today. You and I have known each other for so many years. I, Zhou Jin, am a talkative person, so today I will say a few words from the bottom of my heart. Instead of envying others, you might as well think about Pei Jiuniang who is by your side. That is the one your parents tried so hard to marry you. She is the one who can share the glory and disgrace with you, support you through thick and thin, and spend your life with you."

Wang Shiwen thought of Pei Jiuniang, who was as boring as a log, and felt impatient. "You just got married and are still in the honeymoon period. Wait a year or two, and then you tell me this again, and I will believe you."

After saying that, Wang Shiwen stood up, put on his bamboo hat, and went to show off near Eunuch Xu. He refused to listen to Zhou Jin, who had just been married for a short time, talking about the ways of husband and wife in front of him.

Facing the same woman every day, Zhou Jin will get bored sooner or later!

Looking at Wang Shiwen's impatient back, Zhou Jin shook his head. It was difficult to persuade a ruthless person with kind words. Pei Jiuniang was ruthless, and Wang Shiwen still felt that he was in control of everything. In fact, he might lose even more.

Zhou Jin continued to sit on the bamboo sedan, drinking summer chrysanthemum sugar water, squinting his eyes slightly. Although it was a bit hot, he was in a good mood seeing everyone working hard.

Wang Shiwen's servant Xie An saw that the young master went to work and could not just stand by and watch, so he followed him.

However, what Zhou Jin just said really surprised Xie An.

Xie An didn't expect that Zhou Jin was far from being as arrogant as the rumors said. Even though he had a sharp tongue, he was only trying to persuade his own son.

But his own son simply refused to listen and thought that Prince Zhou was meddling in other people's business. If he told his wife about what happened today, he would surely get a lot of reward money.

The implication is that Pei Jiuniang has bribed Xie An.

Wang Shiwen felt that he was in control of the overall situation in the relationship between husband and wife. Since Pei Jiuniang was not virtuous, he favored his maids and concubines. However, his food, clothing, housing and transportation were all under Pei Jiuniang's control.

If Pei Jiuniang really gave up, Wang Shiwen would not be her husband but her tool.

However, many men don't see this.

Zhou Jin didn’t know this before, but he discussed this issue with Gu Xiling when he was reading the storybook.

Gu Xiling's remarks surprised Zhou Jin and also opened a window for him.

It turns out that those actions that men take to show that women value them, or their actions to control and manipulate women, are actually "silk" spit out by women, which tightly wrap around them and squeeze out their value.

By the time the children are able to take care of themselves, many men, whether due to human factors or due to years of debauchery, die early and do not live longer than women.

In the end, the woman became the winner, and the man became a pile of bones.

At noon, Gu Xiling asked the kitchen to make cold noodles, put the prepared soup in a jar, and then put it in the well water to cool it down.

Wait for Zhou Jin to come back, bring it up for lunch, pour it on the cooked and rinsed noodles, and add some shredded cucumber or blanched green vegetables.

After mixing, it tastes sweet and sour and refreshing.

When Wang Shiwen came back from the threshing ground, he saw a bowl of strange noodles on the table. "Brother Zhou, is this all we have for lunch today?"

Zhou Jin nodded, "It's hot, this is already a very good delicacy."

"This..." Wang Shiwen frowned and asked, "Brother Zhou, do you think I'm eating and living here for free and want to chase me away?"

Zhou Jin was stunned. Although he disliked Wang Shiwen a little now, he couldn't say that he hated him, let alone be reluctant to give up these meals.

"Brother Wang, why do you have such thoughts? How can I, Zhou Jin, be such a stingy person? The weather is hot, so eating something that can cool you down and fill you up is good for your health."

"Look, I eat like this, and so does my wife. Why can't you eat it? You know, the soup in your bowl is carefully prepared, and the noodles in it are also very particular."

Gu Xiling rolled her eyes imperceptibly and said leisurely, "What we eat is already much better than what ordinary people eat. If you don't believe me, I'll have someone give you a portion of what farmers eat. If you compare, maybe you won't dislike this bowl of noodles anymore."

A person like Wang Shiwen who is ignorant of the sufferings of the world should go hungry for nine meals out of three days. He won't complain about anything.

Seeing this, Wang Shiwen sat down and said, "Then let me try it!"

There were not so many rules in the manor. Gu Xiling and Zhou Jin ate at the same table and enjoyed their meal happily.

As soon as he took a bite, Wang Shiwen's eyes lit up, "Well, it's cool, not to mention it's refreshing. It feels very comfortable in my mouth, and it also makes me feel cool inside."

The more you eat, the more you can relieve the heat.

Gu Xiling and Zhou Jin looked at each other, said nothing, and just kept eating.

Seeing Zhou Jin ignoring him, Wang Shiwen smiled awkwardly, "I don't dislike them, I'm just afraid that Brother Zhou and his wife will dislike me."

Gu Xiling raised her head and chuckled, "Since you're afraid that we'll dislike you, then don't do things that will make us dislike you, and don't say things that will make us dislike you."

Wang Shiwen was stunned and cupped his hands, "My sister-in-law is right."

If it was Zhou Jin, Wang Shiwen could still refute a few words.

But when Gu Xiling confronted him, Wang Shiwen didn't dare to talk back, in case he offended Gu Xiling, Zhou Jin would turn against him.

Zhou Jin glanced at Wang Shiwen and thought that he was sensible. If he told his wife about this, he would definitely punish Wang Shiwen.

After two days of exposure to the sun, the corn cobs were basically dry, and the corn scraper I made came in handy. It was indeed much easier than scraping them directly with my hands.

The corn cobs on the threshing floor were rubbed into corn kernels and spread thinly on the threshing floor. After being exposed to the sun, they became even drier.

After weighing, Zhou Jin and Gu Xiling were surprised when they saw it. "Madam, the highest yield of corn per mu is 570 kilograms. That's great, really great!"

As he spoke, his eyes became more moist.

He had eaten fresh corn before. Now it was dried and ground into powder to make cakes. The taste should be better than the wild vegetable black flour cakes.