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Chapter 151: The People of Today Don’t See the Ancient Moon
Chapter 151: Chapter 151: The People of Today Don’t See the Ancient Moon
Traditional characters can be a bit tricky to decipher.
But pictures, they’re universally understood, from ancient times to now.
Whether it’s a scholar like Hong Ru or a simpleton like Bai Ding, everyone can understand pictures.
Yu Jingting, staring at the indecent image with wide eyes, fearful of missing any details.
"Why is the belly so big?!"
"This is a pregnant woman. Since the reign of the Jiajing Emperor, scholars have been collecting these types of novels, and there’s even a special set of explicit pictorials—I’m sure you’d find the content quite interesting."
The book Suizi had in her hands was actually quite tasteful compared to others.
"Wait, there are...pictorials?!!" Yu Jingting gulps, these ancient people sure were something else.
"Yes, the stricter the era, the more prosperous this industry. Engaging with these works not only helps us explore societal settings, understand the life of common people, but also consider the rise of the gentry and the concessions of imperial power."
"...Are you really drawing all these conclusions from an erotic booklet?!"
If Yu Jingting wasn’t aware of the contents in the booklet, he might have fallen for her scholarly rhetoric.
Suizi purposefully highlighted the suggestive nature of the book hoping to stimulate Yu Jingting’s imagination. Unfortunately, he seemed only interested in the images, seizing the book and exclaiming, "Oh my!", without sparing her a glance. Suizi didn’t mind though.
Despite reading so many books, she is not limited to just this approach.
She leans in close, speaking softly.
"Pictures alone aren’t everything. Words can be even more tantalizing."
Yu Jingting, while still engrossed in the pictures, replies in absent-minded manner:
"I can’t understand those traditional characters."
Ah ha, she’s got him now. Suizi’s eyes brimmed with mischief as she adopted her lecturing mode to comment:
"There are many characters common to both traditional and simplified Chinese. For example, this one, how do you pronounce it?"
She traces a character.
"Me."
"Very good, now look at this one."
Suizi points to a character that is too easy, almost like a freebie.
"Up!" Yu Jingting feels like he’s on top of his game.
"Hmm, you see, aren’t both characters easy to identify? In fact, everything in the world is quite simplistic, most of the time it doesn’t need to be as complex as we make it. Our ancestors who lived across time and space communicated in slightly different languages but certain things remained unchanged. For instance, the moon that has illuminated our civilization throughout the past five thousand years."
Great, now she’s turned into a homeroom teacher.
Yu Jingting’s eyes begin to glaze over. He just wants to browse the booklet. Why does she have to bring up 5000 years of civilisation?
"Apart from the moon, the act of turning off the lights, in the old days it would be blowing out the candle, is also the same, don’t you think?"
"Um—Um!?" Yu Jingting’s drooping eyelids shot open. Did she just change the subject to something more... intriguing?
Suizi closed the book in his hands, giving him a glib yet conceding smile.
"Come, let Teacher Xiaochen quiz you. How do these two characters sound when read in reverse?"
"On——?!!"
Yu Jingting’s mind explodes. Everything suddenly makes sense.
The people of today cannot see the moon of the past, but the moon today once lit up the ancient world.
Suizi doesn’t know if she, like other women, has been blessed by the moonlight in a different timeline.
But she firmly believes, regardless of the era, if a woman wishes to hold the reins in a marriage, she must have many feelings, lots of luck, and a fair share of cunning.
At the right time, one must never hesitate in calculating moves. When it’s time for confirmation, one needs to be ruthless.
This process may demand a certain degree of exhaustion, an extreme amount, actually, not just a bit.
However, none of that matters.
What’s important is that she holds the exclusive rights to him, and she has marked him as her own. That’s enough.
Three in the morning.
Wang Cuihua gets up for a late-night trip to the toilet.
She gropes her way through the darkness without switching on the lights, her half-opened eyes drowning in yawns. As she reaches the entrance, she receives such a start that she nearly jumps a foot in the air.
"Ai Ma!!!"
What on earth is this huge mass? And why is it smoking?
This could scare the wits out of the faint-hearted, causing them to drop dead!
When she sees it’s her son, Wang Cuihua sighs in relief.
Yu Jingting, bare-chested with a cotton jacket draped over his shoulders, holding a lit cigarette squatting at the entrance.
He carries a self-assuming solemn expression, which to anyone else, seems playful.
Thank goodness the lights are off, if they were on, Wang Cuihua would see the scratch marks on his chest and the unexplainable marks on his neck.
"For heaven’s sake! Yu Tiegen, are you nuts? What are you doing squatting here all night? Are you starting to lose it!"
Wang Cuihua kicks him. Yu Jingting takes the hit without flinching, even smiling goofily.
For Wang Cuihua, it’s sickening. Rolling up her sleeves, she heads off to the toilet, muttering to herself:
"The boy’s quite gone, squatting in front of the door, playing the stone lion in the middle of the night... I thought it was a weasel, sneaking in to steal our chickens!"
Yu Jingting finishes off his last bit of cigarette, quickly brushing his teeth to ensure Suizi won’t smell any trace of smoke, before heading back indoors.
That woman who almost drove him crazy on the kang has drifted off to sleep, mumbling in her dreams.
Yu Jingting leans close, hoping to catch her muttering his name in her sleep.
"Yu Tiegen..."
Ha, she did dream of him.
Yu Jingting strokes his chin, quite satisfied with himself, before playfully nibbling on her cheek.
When you’re smitten with someone, you can’t help but want to take a bite out of them.
It’s a primal instinct to nibble on whatever you like, a trait that’s been passed down from our ancestors. It’s not easily changed.
Suizi stirs in her sleep, blinking up at him with drowsy, confused eyes, begin to whimper in a pained tone.
"It hurts." She pouts, ready to lodge a complaint against the culprit.
Yu Jingting masks his guilt with an earnest expression.
"A bug was trying to hurt you, so I killed it."
Suizi, reassured, closes her eyes again, nuzzling further into his chest. The familiar scent lulls her back to sleep.
How can someone be so adorable?
Yu Jingting’s inner voice howls, yearning to take another bite. What to do!
If you have a dream you should aim to achieve it. If he’d like to do it, then he will do it.
The next day, Suizi wakes up to find bite marks all over her. Smoke practically shoots from her head.
"Yu Tiegen, were you born in the year of the dog?"
"You should call me Brother Ting." Brother Ting pridefully stands in front of the mirror, shaving off his beard.
It’s high time for someone who delves into classical literature to stand taller.
Suizi grabs a duster, but seeing the razor in his hand, she sets it down again.
Yu Jingting continues to shave while stealing glances her way. He can’t help but feel triumphant seeing her quietly sitting on the kang bed watching him.
No doubt his wife is very pleased with his performance. She won’t discipline him.
Another day as the ruler and master of the household has begun.
"Come over here." Suizi waits till he sets down his razor. Now, she gets up and beckons him over.
Yu Jingting walks over dazedly only to be greeted with a flurry of lashes from the duster Suizi has picked up once again.
"Stop your random bites!"
"Who knew you’d carry a grudge?"
What happened to his family chiefdom?!
A beautiful day begins with Brother Ting being disciplined by his wife.
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