Reborn and married to uncle, husband and wife teamed up to abuse scum.

Tang Mo has lived in the main house for a long time. There have always been two quilts on the bed. Although the two of them sleep on the same bed, they each cover themselves with their own quilt. Xin An looked up and saw that there was really no quilt. He lowered his eyes and looked at the only quilt. "Go look in the cabinet?"

"Oh."

Tang Mo didn't think much about it and went there honestly. He turned on the light and looked around but didn't find anything. "No."

"impossible."

Xin An said there were plenty of quilts in the closet, how could there be none?

"No, the cabinets are all empty."

Tang Mo looked at Xin An meaningfully, "You didn't do this on purpose, did you? Have you been coveting my beauty for a long time?"

Xin An rolled her eyes and got out of bed to check. She was dumbfounded when she saw the empty box. The room was bright again, and she quickly shrank back into bed, wrapped herself in the quilt, covered her ears, and waited until the thunder had passed before sitting up again. "Can you go check next door?"

Tang Mo put one hand on his waist and said that he would not go out because it was windy and rainy outside, and went straight to the bed, "You can't cover yourself with such a big quilt, so what's wrong with me covering half of it?"

As he spoke, he started to pull the quilt. After a tug of war, the two of them lay down together and pulled the quilt to cover themselves before the next thunder.

Xin An held onto Yijiao and refused to let go. “You’re getting close to me.”

Tang Mo held down a corner of the quilt and refused to move, "You were the one who got close to me first."

"Go to sleep."

"Don't kick me. The quilt is so big that it won't cover you when you sleep. A handsome man like me should be content to sleep next to an old lady like you."

"You are an old lady, don't try to take advantage of me."

"I don't know who wants to take advantage of whom..."

For the sake of a quilt, both of them took out the little energy they had left today. At this time, Aunt Wang looked at the quilts piled up in the room with a slight smile on her lips. Not only all the quilts in the main house, but also the quilts in the son-in-law's room were taken away by her. You know, the eldest girl and the son-in-law have been sleeping in the same bed for several days but there has been no progress at all. She can only worry more.

Maybe it was because fighting for the quilt was too timid, or maybe they were both thick-skinned. When the thunder died down, the two people in the room fell asleep next to each other. You know, sleeping alone may be very honest, but two people lying in the same bed may not be so sure. There was a certain distance between them, but they were completely next to each other without realizing it, until...

The thunder subsided, but the rain continued. The two people in the house slept comfortably in the warm bed. However, Tang Rong in the ancestral hall could only kneel on the ground and let the damp and cold invade his whole body. This calmed him down. Qing Mo wanted to give him a quilt, but he had something in his mind and refused to use it. In the end, the pitiful Qing Mo was the one who held the quilt under the eaves and got some breeze.

After a good night's sleep, Tang Mo woke up first and found someone pressed against him from behind with an arm around his waist. After a brief moment of confusion, the corners of his lips lifted involuntarily. He said that this woman must be trying to take advantage of him. He gently moved the arm away from his waist, turned over and lay flat. The sleeping Xin An was still tightly pressed against him, which made Tang Mo feel even more beautiful.

I was struggling between getting up and continuing to sleep. Finally, I estimated the time, gave up the time for breakfast, closed my eyes, and slept soundly.

When Xin An woke up, there was no one around her. The warm bed was so comfortable to sleep in. Tang Mo waited for her but couldn't wake up, so he could only get up with regret. Chun Yang smiled and said, "You got up late today. It took you half an incense stick from getting up to leaving the house. After drinking a cup of warm water, he stuffed a piece of Taishi cake into his mouth and walked very fast."

Why does my son-in-law get up late?

Chunlu smiled so hard that her eyebrows were visible but her eyes were not. It seems that her aunt is really capable.

Xin An saw through it but didn't say anything. As soon as Aunt Wang came in, she smiled and said, "Yesterday I found a quilt with threads pulled out, so I thought of checking all the preparations. But my eyes are blurry now, so it may take a few days to check everything. If there are any problems, I have to sew them and it may take more time. Fortunately, there is still a good quilt."

Xin An was even more helpless. This excuse was not worth thinking about. Chun Yang smiled and took over Aunt Wang's words, "It rained heavily last night, and it was much cooler this morning. It's a bit chilly to sleep alone, but it's warm to sleep with two people."

Xin An asked with a smile, "How about I arrange a husband for you as soon as possible?"

"No need for that. Chunlu and I will sleep together."

Chunlu nodded, "Yes, it will be warm if we sleep together."

"Aunt, let me help you check the quilt. You have to check it carefully and don't be careless."

Xin An sighed, "It seems that my quilt will not be returned for a while."

A few people chuckled and quickly helped her to dress and wash. Before she had breakfast, Nanfeng said that Tang Rong was punished to kneel in the ancestral hall yesterday. Ganlu didn't keep her mouth shut and told the old lady about it. The old lady called Wang and Tang Gang to question them. The two of them couldn't be fooled, so they had to tell the whole story. The old lady fainted on the spot, and her condition was even more serious than Tang Gang's yesterday.

Xin An had no time to eat. When she arrived at Chunrong Hall, the court doctor had already left. The maids and old women serving in Chunrong Hall were kneeling on the ground, while Gan Lu was kneeling in the main hall, with Tang Gang and Wang sitting at the top.

Tang Gang's face was livid, and Wang's face was angry. She was talking to Gan Lu, "You are the one who serves the old lady. You should know the old lady's health condition. Besides, I sent people to inform all the courtyards last night not to say anything, and I also specially asked Pingqiu to go to Chunrong Hall in person."

"What I'm afraid of is that the old lady will get anxious and angry, which is not good for her health."

"You insisted on bringing this to the old lady's attention, and she almost became paralyzed. You have always been steady, but why are you so foolish this time?"

Wang would not allow a case of hemiplegia, and Tang Gang would certainly not agree to it.

The old lady was already at a loss after pouring the sweet dew, and she felt guilty. Wang Shi said this and could only admit her fault in tears. Tang Gang raised his eyelids, "The old lady is used to your service, which is your blessing, but you must recognize who you are and don't forget your identity."

As soon as these words were spoken, Xin An could see Gan Lu's stiffness, and thought that Tang Gang would be heartless. Gan Lu started serving the old lady when she was still a little girl, and later got married under the arrangement of the old lady. Her husband died early and she did not leave any children, so she returned to serve the old lady. Even Tang Gang was raised by her. Even if such a person still abides by the duties of a servant, in her heart she should have regarded herself as a member of the Marquis' Mansion a long time ago.

The person Ganlu cares about the most is Tang Gang, and the second is Tang Rong, because after Tang Rong's biological mother passed away, he was raised by the old lady and was taken care of by Ganlu.

In her previous life, after she had children, Ganlu always came to help take care of them. She would often talk about how Tang Gang was when he was a child, and how Tang Rong was when he was a child. In her heart, she treated the two of them as her own children and grandchildren.

Now, the person she loves the most asks her not to forget her identity.