"Husband...husband..."
The little girl raised her head, the rainwater hit her hair and slid down her wet hair.
That look was really cute and touching, and Huang Tinghui couldn't help but feel more tenderness in his heart.
An oil paper umbrella was held up to block the rain.
The raindrops fell down like a string of beads and hit the ground, giving the feeling of "big beads and small beads falling on a jade plate".
Huang Tinghui held an oil-paper umbrella with one hand and hugged Wu Feilian with the other.
"It's raining so hard. After you come back from the temple, you should go home directly!"
"Look at you, you're quite wet!"
"It's raining so heavily, you could just walk slower, but you're walking so fast!"
"I even lost my shoes. What should I do if I get cold or get sick?"
Huang Tinghui gently touched the little girl's hair and said to the little girl.
"Husband..."
The little girl lowered her head slightly like a child who had made a mistake.
With a look like that, there are few men who can't help but feel a little tenderness.
"I don't mean to blame you. My husband just hopes that Lian'er can take good care of herself!"
"Lian'er is my husband's wife and the person he cherishes most."
"If Lian'er is not well, how can my husband get better?"
"Lian'er, you need to know something!"
"As far as my husband is concerned, if you are well, it will be a sunny day."
Huang Tinghui gently stroked the little girl's face, and said to the little girl with a smile.
Afterwards, Huang Tinghui took the little girl and walked to a roof to take shelter from the rain.
After letting go of the little girl's little hand, Huang Tinghui took off the book bag he was carrying.
Before taking the exam, Huang Tinghui had prepared everything such as raincoats, umbrellas, shoes, etc.
After all, the ancient imperial examinations are different from the examinations of later generations. Once the level of the examination is higher,
Candidates must even prepare bedding and even a small stove for heating.
After all, the exam lasts for several days, and candidates have to sleep in the exam room.
In this way, Huang Tinghui prepared these things and got used to it in advance.
However, he himself did not expect that these things would actually come in handy.
Huang Tinghui squatted down and said, "Lian'er, lift your feet!"
"Ah?" After hearing Huang Tinghui's words, the little girl was confused for a while.
She instinctively raised her feet, while Huang Tinghui put on his wife's dry shoes as if no one else was watching.
There were many people under the eaves waiting for the candidates in the examination room, watching Huang Tinghui putting on his wife's shoes as if no one else was watching.
Everyone was attracted immediately. If the people were civilized hundreds of years ago, this kind of behavior would be nothing.
But in the prosperous dynasties, especially when Neo-Confucianism was prevalent, the defense between men and women was extremely serious.
Therefore, Huang Tinghui's behavior exceeded everyone's awareness.
"How can you put shoes on your wife on the street when it's so degrading to politeness?"
"It's too immoral and immoral!"
"Is such a scholar still a genius?"
Everyone pointed and pointed, but Huang Tinghui turned a deaf ear.
As far as he is concerned, let them say what others say.
It's not important. What's important is that your wife is happy. What's important is that you and your wife are happy.
"Husband..." The little girl naturally felt bad after listening to everyone's arrangement of Huang Tinghui.
She quickly retracted her feet and said softly: "Husband!"
The little girl's expression was very unnatural, she didn't want others to arrange her husband.
"It's okay, what they said about them has nothing to do with us!" Huang Tinghui said to the little girl with a smile.
"But……"
"But Lian'er won't do it!" The little girl pouted with an unhappy look on her face.
If you say you can do it, why would you say it to your husband?
This won't work!
"You guys, don't talk about my husband!" the little girl pointed at everyone and said.
Everyone was stunned when they heard the fierce words.
After a while, someone said unconvinced: "Why can't I talk about your husband?"
"Your husband is a noble man, can't you tell me that?"
Huang Tinghui smiled, stood up, and handed the oil-paper umbrella in his hand to the little girl.
"Tinghui is not a wealthy person, he is just a scholar!"
"Wearing shoes for my wife is just because we have a good relationship with each other!"
"If you don't like it, then please shut up!"
Huang Tinghui said unceremoniously.
As soon as these words came out, the people were shocked.
I was speechless for a long while.
Seeing Huang Tinghui's eyes and eyes, everyone walked aside angrily.
Huang Tinghui then turned and looked at the little girl, "Lian'er, let's go!"
"You are wearing dry shoes now, the road is wet..."
"ah?"
"What should we do?" The little girl suddenly didn't know what to do.
"Then the husband will carry you!" Huang Tinghui looked into the little girl's eyes, with a smile on his lips.
"But..." After hearing Huang Tinghui's words, the little girl felt a little embarrassed.
Huang Tinghui had just put on his shoes, and everyone was planning on him.
If you carry yourself home, what will those people think of you?
"Ignore them!"
"What they say about them, I don't care!"
"I only care about you!" Huang Tinghui did not shy away from everyone, and he picked up the little girl on his back.
"Going home!" Huang Tinghui said with a smile, carrying the little girl on his back.
"Lian'er, hold up your umbrella!"
Wu Feilian nodded obediently, raised the oil-paper umbrella with her little hands, and tilted the oil-paper umbrella towards Huang Tinghui's body.
Huang Tinghui strode towards the rain curtain.
The rain was pouring down, and the little girl clung to Huang Tinghui.
Feeling the warmth coming from my husband's back.
"Lian'er!"
"Husband, I feel like I did very well on the exam this time!"
"When your husband passes the college examination, you will be the scholar's wife!"
Huang Tinghui was chatting with the little girl.
Is it possible to do poorly in the exam?
All the county examination questions were leaked by the county boss.
From this point alone, Huang Tinghui was 100% sure that he would pass the county examination.
But Huang Tinghui didn't know if the county master would avoid suspicion.
"Really?" When Huang Tinghui said this, the little girl who was carried on Huang Tinghui's back seemed even more excited than Huang Tinghui.
"That's right!"
"Has your husband ever lied to you?" Huang Tinghui said to the little girl with a smile.
"It's all the result of my Lian'er praying for me!" Huang Tinghui added again.
"There is no credit for Lian'er!"
"These are all my husband's own efforts!"
The little girl buried her head on Huang Tinghui's shoulder, but she could see that her husband's imperial examination went so smoothly.
Wu Feilian's heart was already filled with laughter.
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Chapter completed!