I was a stepmother in ancient times, and I led my whole family to wealth.

Chapter 66: Being courteous for nothing is either adultery or theft

The number of families in the village who could afford to send their children to private schools could be counted on one hand. They started going to private schools at the age of eight as a form of early education.

Most of the eight-year-old children in the county who went to private schools had already passed the early education stage.

Jun Qirui: So you've already found him a path? To be a teacher? That doesn't seem like a bad idea.

Jun Wenhui: Let her son be the teacher? Is that alright? Is he capable of handling it? That would be a good idea.

Dongfang Jin made the decision immediately: "That's settled then, let's eat."

"Tomorrow, Brother Jun will go to the county with Gu Chenglin. You can speak directly with the county magistrate."

Gu Chenglin: "..." Didn't I tell you to call me brother? Why are you still calling me by my name? This is so annoying.

Jun Qirui thought for a moment, then, feeling more confident, nodded without further hesitation: "Okay."

It is true that in a group of three, there is bound to be one who can teach me.

After meal

Jun Wenhui and Jun Qixian took the initiative to help Dongfang Jin tidy up the kitchen, telling him about the Jun family as they did so.

When Jun Wenhui saw Jun Qixian humming a tune while working, she looked at Dongfang Jin with gratitude and said something like a floodgate had been opened.

When it was time for bed, Gu Chenglin went to Dongfang Jin's room.

Seeing him come in, Dongfang Jin asked in confusion, "Why aren't you going to sleep? What are you doing here? Is there something else?"

Gu Chenglin said with a resentful look, "Wife, we are husband and wife."

"Well, then what?"

Gu Chenglin's eyes gleamed with a sinister light: "Wife, I still owe you a wedding night."

Dongfang Jin took a step back, looking at him warily: "No, quickly switch Caiwei over."

Seeing her like this, Gu Chenglin felt a pang of pain in his heart and said in a muffled voice, "Wife, we are husband and wife, it's not good for us to sleep separately."

There was no other way before, but not now. Besides, the Jun family of three is also here.

"No," Dongfang Jin refused repeatedly. This body hadn't started menstruating yet, so how could they consummate their marriage?

Absolutely not, and if he sleeps here, how can she enter the space?

She hadn't been inside for two days, and she was thinking of taking a hot bath today.

Gu Chenglin approached and said gently, "Be good, I won't touch you. I'll go and invite Grandpa Xu when I come back from the county tomorrow."

Have him come over and check on you, Shi Tou, Cai Wei, and the Jun family.

I see that the three of them have suffered greatly; it seems their years of wandering and hardship haven't been easy.

"That's possible, but..." You really won't touch her? Why doesn't she believe me?

Seeing that she had lowered her guard, Gu Chenglin tempted her, saying, "I really won't touch you, I understand. We can consummate our marriage after you've recovered."

Dongfang Jin was dumbfounded. Consummate the marriage? She stared at him, pondering the truth of his words.

You're saying she's a modern person, why is she afraid of an ancient person?

They seem to be a legally married couple now, right?

But why does it just feel so off? She...

Her bedroom was a suite, with a sandalwood canopy bed in the left room near the back window.

The heated brick bed is located on the right side near the window, which is also the front of the house.

When they were cooking before, Gu Chenglin came into the room and told her after he went back that she would sleep on the kang (a heated brick bed) tonight because the kang in the room was warm.

She then suddenly remembered the "radiator," realizing that Mr. Tang had put thought into it.

Dongfang Jin watched him get into bed and make the quilt, speechless. Was this really settled?

Should we really let him sleep here?

Turning her head, she saw the kang table on the other side of the kang, and was about to move.

Gu Chenglin seemed to have a sixth sense: "Xiao Jin, we are husband and wife."

Dongfang Jin froze as she turned around, then looked at him with a slightly embarrassed expression: "Hehe, I...I want to drink some water."

Gu Chenglin didn't expose her. He quickly made up the bedding and got off the kang (heated brick bed): "Xiao Jin, I'll get you something warm. This is a bit cold."

Don't drink cold water anymore, and don't even touch cold water; it's bad for your health.

"Well, I don't want to drink anymore," Dongfang Jin said, and then took off her shoes and got onto the kang (heated brick bed).

"Wait a minute, I've prepared some water for you to wash your feet. Soak your feet before you go to sleep," Gu Chenglin said, stepping out of the room.

Is it really that good? Or is it a conspiracy brewing?

Showing courtesy for nothing is either cheating or stealing.

Just as she was lost in thought, Gu Chenglin walked over, carrying a wooden basin in one hand and a bucket of hot water in the other.

I placed the basin down, then poured the water from the bucket into the wooden basin before she could react.

Gu Chenglin handed her a hot towel: "Wipe your face." After saying that, he squatted down in front of her and neatly took off her socks.

While washing her feet, Gu Chenglin kept staring at the socks he had just taken off Dongfang Jin's feet.

A tickling sensation on her feet brought Dongfang Jin back to her senses, and she saw Gu Chenglin staring at her socks.

My heart sank. Oh no, I've been completely exposed.

"I...I'll wash it myself."

"No need, I'll be done bathing soon. Tomorrow I'll go to the county to buy two large wooden tubs, specifically for you and Caiwei to use for bathing."

This one at home is for me and Shitou to use, because I'm not sure if they've used it before.

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Jin realized that this person had such a thoughtful side.

Thinking about his hard work in the military, he must be a perceptive person. I feel sorry for him for a minute.

Pointing to the socks, she said, "Um... Gu Chenglin, I'll explain to you later. Now is not the time, I..."

Gu Chenglin looked at her and smiled, "I know, I know you don't trust me yet, Xiao Jin, I'll wait for you."

His wife seems carefree and easygoing, but little does she know that she has already given herself away.

Thinking about it, he shook his head helplessly and decided to let her be.

Dongfang Jin was somewhat moved when she heard him say that, but this concerned her life, and besides, she couldn't explain this incredible thing.

Furthermore, she feared that if Gu Chenglin learned of the existence of the space, he might be tempted to take pity on her, so she had to be on guard.

"Gu Chenglin, I...I'll do it as soon as possible..."

"it is good."

Before she could finish speaking, Gu Chenglin interrupted her.

Tonight, Dongfang Jin didn't enter the space; she couldn't sleep soundly at all.

In her dream, she was being burned by fire one moment and chased by people the next. She also dreamed that many men in black with knives were chasing her... No... those people were not her, they were Fang Jin.

She was very young then, and when she saw those people fall one by one, blood splattering everywhere... she was terrified by that scene.

Finally, she backed away in terror and somehow fell down the mountain.

"what……"

"What's wrong? I'm here. Don't be afraid, I'm here."

It was Gu Chenglin's voice, deep and gentle, which rang in Dongfang Jin's ears, and slowly, she calmed down.

She found a comfortable spot in Gu Chenglin's arms and quietly fell asleep.

Gu Chenglin looked at the person who hadn't opened her eyes, nestled in his arms like a cat, and gently wiped the sweat from her head with a handkerchief in his hand.

Whether it was because the kang (heated brick bed) was a little warm or because she was having a nightmare, Dongfang Jin was sweating profusely.

She's too thin, that's not good," Gu Chenglin thought to himself as he wiped her sweat.

The socks and underwear were made of fabrics he had never seen before, and the exquisite craftsmanship was something that no other country in his region could produce.

Dongfang Jin, Fang Jin, which one is the real you?

Where do you come from, and where do these things come from?

Gu Chenglin's mind was being bombarded by these questions, and he pulled the person in his arms tighter.

No matter who you are or where you come from, I, Gu Chenglin, will never let you go. You are mine.

Gu Chenglin firmly believed this, lowered his head and kissed her again, then held the person in his arms and drifted off to sleep.