The young lady looked at Yang Fan in surprise, "Don't you know, before the wedding, the bride's personal maid has to go to warm the uncle's bed a few days in advance."
Yang Fan was dumbfounded that there was such a coquettish operation.
"Well, why are you arranging it like this?" Yang Fan decided to ask clearly. After all, he was not from this era, and he still didn't understand many things.
Since you don't understand, don't pretend to understand. It's better to ask for clarification.
"Have you ever done that?" the little girl asked timidly with a red face and a voice as low as a mosquito. There was still a bit of curiosity on her face.
"Same as you" Yang Fan said angrily.
"That's right. I asked the maid to warm my uncle's bed first so that you can get familiar with it, so that you won't know what to do next and be embarrassed. Also, you won't be impatient, rude, and leave a bad impression on the bride.
, affecting the relationship between husband and wife.”
Yang Fan touched his nose and thought for a while, it seemed like this was the case. If things were not done well on the day and left a psychological shadow on the bride, it would indeed easily affect her future good life.
"Let me ask you a question. I promised you not to be angry." Yang Fan scratched the little girl's nose and said, "I heard that before a girl gets married, her family will give her a book of pictures to enlighten her. Okay.
I learned it privately first.”
Xiao Niangpi's face suddenly turned red, but she still nodded shyly and said, "Aunt Mei sent me a scroll yesterday, but I haven't had time to read it yet."
"Who is Aunt Mei?" Yang Fan asked in surprise.
"Of course Aunt Mei is Mei Xiang's mother, that is, my wet nurse. They were sold out to the Tushan family. My father has already given me the deeds of their mother and daughter. As part of the dowry, they are
I'll take it there."
Yang Fan said in surprise: "But, I think Mei Xiang is two or three years younger than you."
Xiao Niangpi said sadly: "My mother raised me personally. Later, she passed away. In order to support me, my father bought Aunt Mei and her daughter."
Yang Fan saw that Xiao Niangpi was a little sad, and he regretted that he shouldn't have asked about this matter, which made Xiao Niangpi sad. Xiao Niangpi was actually quite pitiful, having encountered unfortunate things at a young age. He couldn't help but tighten his arms again.
He held her tightly to his chest.
"When I get married, Aunt Mei will be our housekeeper. Mei Xiang will be our maid. If you like her, let her be your concubine."
Yang Fan thought for a moment and asked, "Would you be unhappy if another woman shared your husband?"
Xiao Niangpi looked at Yang Fan strangely, and then thought that he grew up in the mountains, and sometimes he was confused about many common sense things, so he was relieved.
"No, I'm not a jealous woman. Besides, no young lady would be jealous of a maid. Doesn't this mean that I am a maid too?"
Clearly, Yang Fan understood that having a different status meant lowering one's worth.
"By the way, for example, if I go to a brothel, what do you think?" Yang Fan continued to make a big move, testing the verge of irritating the little girl.
"You can go if you want," the little girl rolled her eyes cutely. Yang Fan liked it so much that he kissed her on the cheek.
"What if I bought a girl from outside?" Yang Fan asked narrowly.
"What, you haven't married yet and you're thinking of taking a concubine. I'll beat you to death." The little girl stretched out her white and tender hands and grabbed Yang Fan's ears.
"Let go, let go. I don't mean that. I just want to know how you women view this issue."
Hearing what Yang Fan said, Xiao Niangpi let go of her little hand and snorted.
"What's the point of asking? It's like you went shopping and saw a cute cat on sale, so you bought one. Do you think I would be angry because of a cat? It's not shameful enough to have to lower myself.
. But you have to think clearly, I won’t do anything to you. But if I don’t like this colorful cat, or don’t want to keep a cat at home, I may throw it out or kill it while you are not at home.”
Yang Fan took a breath of air. At this moment, he clearly felt that the Ming Dynasty was an evil old society, and there was no modern atmosphere of respect for people.
Yang Fan roughly understood how the head wives of the Ming Dynasty viewed their husbands going out to socialize. Many times, going to a brothel was for socializing and part of work, such as discussing business, entertaining guests, etc. Literati also liked to hold salon-like gatherings there.
What.
In most cases, the hostess is quite tolerant.
Seeing that Yang Fan stopped talking, he tilted his head and thought.
Xiao Niangpi said softly: "Fool, if you want to take a concubine, you must get the consent of your wife. The one you bought casually can only be a maid and has no status."
"I don't mean that. I'm just curious about how you women view these issues." Yang Fan said. "By the way, can you give me your enlightenment book?"
The young lady buried her head under Yang Fan's neck in embarrassment and cursed: "I won't show it to you, bah, you're a scumbag."
"Let's take a look. Let's watch it together and learn together." Yang Fan said shamelessly.
Xiao Niangpi was said to be even more shy.
"Why are you so shy? Being a married couple is the way to go. Let's study it in advance so as not to be in a hurry."
The little lady's watery skin and big eyes looked at the serious Yang Fan carefully, and said with some emotion: "If others see it, I will be embarrassed to see others."
"You ask Mei Xiang to guard the door, who can bump into it,"
"Okay, wait for me for a while." The little girl sneaked away like a thief. This was the first time Yang Fan saw that she also had a guilty conscience.
After a while, the little girl slipped in again, blinked at Yang Fan mysteriously, took out a scroll from her arms, and put it on the table.
Yang Fan moved a chair and sat down, then pulled the girl over and sat on his lap.
This scroll is beautifully framed. If I hadn't opened it, I would have thought it was some famous calligraphy and painting, but I didn't expect that this was actually inside. Hehehe!
Yang Fan pressed his cheek against the little girl's cheek, feeling how hot her cheeks were.
Yang Fan slowly opened the scroll, and the first thing that caught his eye was a seal. Yang Fan had learned seal cutting from his grandfather when he was a child, and he recognized the four characters at a glance as "Wu Jun Tang Yin"
Oh my god! Tang Bohu and Tang Jieyuan actually painted this kind of painting.
Yang Fan felt that his three views were shattered, and thunder was rolling over his head.
"This, this is a painting painted by Tang Bohu." Yang Fan stammered.
"Hmph, how fresh it is. Don't Tang Yin just like to paint paintings with these themes?" Xiao Niangpi said nonchalantly. Tang Yin is not a great painter, so it seems like it is a big deal.
At this time, Tang Yin was not far away, and his fame and evaluation were far from reaching the heights of later generations. He could only be regarded as a good painter.
Yang Fan's eyes were filled with gold ingots.
Tang Yin's paintings are all priced in the hundreds of millions. Such a long scroll is still a popular subject for the people of the Ming Dynasty. If the Baoli were auctioned, it would be extremely popular.
But he himself also knew that this painting was one of the dowries of the little girl, and if he dared to sell it, he would definitely be beaten to death by the little girl.