One night in the study, Yan Hong didn't sleep well. In the dream, he saw many things.

After a while, he returned to Beijing in the 21st century, still selling insurance to people with a shy face, but the customer in front of him suddenly became his cheap father in the Ming Dynasty, Yan Shifan, Yan Shifan squinted with one eye, and said viciously: "I buy your insurance, the annual rate of return is only 3%, and I use this money to do business and lend money, it will be much more, right?" He was so panicked that he hurriedly said, "But Dad, if you die, you can also pay 100,000 taels of silver." Yan Shifan took a step closer: "Really? If you are beheaded, you will also be compensated? Yan Hong's head was excited: "Oh, if you are executed for criminal activities, you will not be compensated." Yan Shifan laughed strangely: "Yes, even if you lose it, you will be copied by the raider, it's useless." After saying that, he got up and limped away.

After another while, he suddenly returned to the time before Yan Hong got married. He was walking alone on the streets of Beijing, and saw Hu Shangshu's great-granddaughter, Hu Wanniang, passing by the street in a car, and was accidentally blown open by a gust of wind. At this shocking glance, Yan Hong suddenly drooled. Yan Er, the second manager on the side, came over with a mouth full of yellow teeth: "Young Master, this matter is on me." Although her Hu family is a scholarly family, she has long been in the middle of the road. The situation of her family, Yan Er and I are very clear. Hehe, just rush to her father's virtue, and make sure that the young master will do a happy event as soon as possible! "Isn't this just robbing men and women? In his dream, he let out a smug laugh, how obscene this laughter sounded, even he was ashamed.

In the blink of an eye, it seemed that it was the night of the cave room again. At this moment, he is not Yan Hong, Yan Hong is someone else, and he seems to be a bystander living on the beams of the house.

He saw Yan Hong wearing red and hanging colors, full of spring breeze, and smoky wine into the house, and ripped off Hu Wanniang's hijab.

He saw Hu Wanniang, who was also dressed in a red wedding dress, facing Yan Hong, with a cold face and a cold eye, ignoring her.

He saw Yan Hong kneeling on the ground and begging bitterly, talking sweetly, describing his heartfelt words, and even promising to go down the mountain and swear an oath to the sea, and a thousand benefits.

He saw Hu Wanniang sneering, and became more and more cold, which made Yan Hong full of fire-like feelings, and there was nowhere to spray, and finally he was hoarse, causing anger.

He saw Yan Hong leaning on wine, suddenly became hideous, got up and wanted to tear Hu Wanniang's clothes, Hu Wanniang punched and kicked, and resisted desperately. He also saw Yan Hong being aroused by Hu Wanniang's resistance, tying the bride's hands behind her back with a ribbon and pressing her down on the bed. Hu Wanniang's face was full of tears and she let out a mournful cry......

He wanted to scream, to pounce to stop the atrocity, but his body was as empty as he was, completely unable to move. After a while, he simply felt at ease and condescendingly admired the scene. And Yan Hong, who was happy on the bed, also seemed to get a different kind of excitement from Hu Wanniang's painful moans and humiliated expressions, and became as excited and rude as a beast. The red mandarin duck quilt, the tearful red candles, the glittering happy words, and the crushed and crooked happy curtains, the writhing flesh, the heavy gasps and the mournful moans made the two Yan Hongs above and below fall into a state of madness and confusion......

After tossing and turning all night, when Yan Hong finally found himself lying on the bed in the study, the east window had already been white. It seems that he was sweating profusely at night, and his whole body was wet.

Outside the door, there was a sound of tuk-tuk knocking, mixed with the soft call of the pendant: "Uncle, uncle, the old man and the old lady are coming back soon." Get up, don't be late for the morning visit. ”

Ouch, that's not negligent. Yan Hong stiffened up with a carp and turned over. Xiao Yama ran a horse to see the flowers, and practiced a few tricks of flower boxing and embroidered legs, and his physical fitness is still stronger than that of the 21st century. As for the serious illness of falling from a horse, he had already recovered when he was pretending to be crazy and stupid.

He hurriedly put on his shoes and opened the door. Shen'er was already waiting outside the door with a basin towel and other things, his face was as calm as water, and he seemed to have a trace of apology, and when he saw the door open, he stepped in. She waited for Yan Hong to finish freshening up, and then led Yan Hong to the front hall in her small courtyard.

Breakfast was already set. Compared with the commercial breakfast shops in the 21st century, there is nothing unusual in its appearance, but there are more samples, fragrant rice and millet porridge, xiaolongbao, eggs, and all kinds of meat and vegetarian hot and cold side dishes.

This is naturally a different temptation for Yan Hong, who was sometimes reluctant to buy pancakes before the crossing.

Mrs. Hu Wanniang sat at the table, no tears were visible on her face, but there was still a slight redness and swelling at the corners of her eyes. It seems that this beauty has not shed tears at night.

Yan Hong couldn't help but feel sullen: "Lao Tzu, as a legitimate husband, can't touch his wife's body." Lao Tzu is still angry, you are crying. With this thought, the scene from last night's dream faintly came back to me. It seems that it was the memory of the genuine Yan Hong that came out when his consciousness relaxed in his sleep. Hu Wanniang, whom Yan Hong glanced at, seemed to have become a big tie. In his eyes, he couldn't help but flash a glimmer of confusion. His lips were slightly dry, and he subconsciously stretched out his tongue and licked it gently.

Perhaps noticing the appearance of the little Yama King, Hu Wanniang's big watery eyes flashed a trace of panic, and then lowered her eyes, with a look of resignation to fate.

The change in expression at this moment naturally can't hide Yan Hong, who has been an insurance salesman for several years. Yan Hong sighed, it seems that before being possessed by himself, this genuine gentleman really tortured the delicate lady in front of him, no wonder she looked like she was so immortal.

Although beating is kissing and scolding is love, women who have suffered domestic violence in the evil feudal society do not think so. And when the beating turns into one-sided abuse and the other party's submissiveness, it is not interesting at all. Well, I am a young man who has received the education of spiritual civilization in the 21st century, and since I have come to this world, I am not willing to let my family wash their faces with tears again.

Thinking of this, Yan Hong suddenly stood up and made a deep bow to Hu Wanniang:

"Madam, when my husband was injured this time and was bedridden, I thought about my past behavior, and there were a lot of things about Meng Lang, and I will definitely change my past in the future. I hope Madame doesn't blame me anymore. ”

Hu Wanniang, even the pendant beside her, her eyes widened, and she looked like the sun came out of the western sky. After staying for a while, Hu Wanniang hurriedly returned the salute:

"Why did the husband say this, the husband is the wife, serving the husband is the way of the concubine, how does the husband treat the concubine, it is not rude, how can the concubine dare to complain?"

Yan Hong saw Hu Wanniang's insincere politeness, and sighed secretly. Just like the icebreaker in insurance, it is impossible to break through the psychological barrier in a short time, not to mention that the grievances and entanglements between these two people in the past few years have not yet been fully understood.

Under this situation, I have to take my time, anyway, the future is long, so now I have expressed the meaning of "peaceful coexistence", and slowly improve the relationship between the inner room. For now, it's a matter of filling your growling belly first.

Thinking of this, Yan Hong sat down, picked up the porridge bowl with his left hand, reached out with his right hand and grabbed two buns, and stuffed them into his mouth. One bite is broken, the skin is thin and the filling is rich, and the gravy inside sprays to the corners of the mouth, which is really delicious and slag!

Yan Hong was desperately swallowing this mouthful of food into his throat, and his free right hand grabbed the chopsticks again, and shaved porridge into his mouth. took the time to pick up a few chopsticks and dishes, and within a minute, a small bowl of porridge had bottomed out.

This is a survival skill he has practiced in the 21st century, and he has to buy a breakfast at the subway entrance and eat it before entering the station to swipe the card, otherwise he will be caught by the aunt who maintains order.

Putting down the empty bowl in his hand, Yan Hong went to grab the bun again. suddenly saw the eyes of Hu Wanniang and Shen'er, just like a child seeing a dinosaur in Jurassic Park.

Yan Hong wiped the porridge from the corner of his mouth in a daze, and then looked at the bun that Hu Wanniang had only bitten into the plate in front of him, as if he had been gnawed by a mouse, and smiled wryly:

"Oh, I've been in bed for too long, I'm hungry, I'm hungry." Stand up:

"I'm afraid that my grandfather and father are back, madam, Shen'er, you use it slowly, I'll go to the hall first."

Hu Wanniang and Shen'er, who stayed at the breakfast table, looked at each other again. After a moment, Shen'er said, "Miss, uncle, he...... He seemed to be a completely different person. When it comes to eating, it's just like the Yellow River refugees outside Beijing last year! ”

Wanniang's apricot eyes blinked, and she suddenly glanced at Shen'er: "Shen'er, why does he want you to use it slowly today?" On weekdays, he doesn't greet you for breakfast. What the hell did you tell him last night? ”