A husband scolds his wife on the street

  By the Luo River, passersby looked at a poor man with strange expressions. He was crying loudly while pouring wine into his mouth and pointing to the sky, cursing loudly.

  "Zhao Yuanchen! What kind of Matchmaker are you? You stupid Matchmaker, you've got the wrong match, damn it!"

  "What kind of woman can't you find for me? Find a widow, even if it's just a widow. But then you let her dead husband suddenly pop out of nowhere, TV dramas aren't even scripted like that! Are you human?! You're not satisfied with how miserable my life is, are you?! Do you want me to jump into the river and die for your sake?!"

  "Go to hell with your 'clear heart and few desires'! If I have desires, what's wrong with that? I like her, so what? I want to sleep with her in my arms, what's wrong with that? I want her to call me husband, what's wrong with that? I don't want anything else, just her. Is this demand too excessive?! Am I not good enough for her? Does that Song guy deserve her?! What the hell is a martial arts champion? Back in my day, I was a science champion! To hell with being a champion!"

  "You're not going to get away with treating me like this, ah...ah...you old rascal! Are you laughing? Do you think it's funny seeing me cry?! You see now! You deserve to spend your whole life without a wife! You deserve to be dumped by women! You deserve to be a vagabond for the rest of your life! What are you staring at? Haven't you ever seen someone scolded on the street before? Haven't you ever seen a man cry?! Can't men cry?! Is it a crime for men to cry?! Go home and look at your dad!"

  He wiped away his tears with all his might and shouted loudly at the crowd of onlookers surrounding him, like a shrew.

  "This person is crazy."

  Those around him came to this conclusion and scattered away.

  ……

  Xing Er and Huan Er had not seen Zhen Mingshu for three days, so they went to the Chang Sun clothing store to ask Chang Sun Bei Er, who told them that Zhen Mingshu had been rejected by Zhang Shi. They were worried and anxious, just as some familiar customers were talking about a man who was drunk and cursing loudly by the river, so they rushed to the Luo River where Zhang Shi used to sell tofu.

  A man was found walking into the Luo River from the riverbank.

  The two were frightened and rushed to the shore, shouting loudly.

  He was only aware of his bitter fate, but he didn't hear it, and gradually walked to the depths of the Luo River. The river water soon submerged his head, disappearing into the vast river waters.

  Xing Er and Huan Er were so scared that they started crying, shouting loudly on the shore. Huan Er ran to the roadside to shout for help, but unfortunately it was freezing cold, who would be willing to jump into the water to save a stranger, let alone someone who wanted to die himself.

  Xing'er rushed towards Jiangxin without caring about anything else, crying and shouting: "Zhen brother, Zhen brother, come back quickly, come back quickly..."

  The river water soon rose above her chest, but she still refused to give up, her hands splashing in the water, trying to grasp something.

  A dark wave came over, her feet slipped, and she lost her balance, sinking into the water.

  The girl who was originally shouting for help turned her head back unintentionally, saw Xing'er's figure disappear into the turbulent waters of the Luo River, and was so frightened that her face turned white. She shouted loudly and ran down from the riverbank, also wanting to run down to the river. Just as she was about to follow in Xing'er's footsteps, a person's head floated up on the surface of the river.

  "Stay on the shore and don't swim down to join in the commotion!"

  It was Zhen Ming's misfortune that had just disappeared in the river, but at this moment he was shirtless, and not a bit like a lovesick person. In the river, he was like a white strip in the waves, tumbling and rolling, as if he didn't feel the icy coldness of the water at all, swimming with joy.

  He was seen diving into the water, and after a while, he emerged from the surface with the drowned girl in his arms. He walked ashore, placed her on the bank, pressed her chest with both hands, pinched her nose shut, and gave her mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.

  Before long, Xing'er spat out the river water from her mouth and started coughing loudly. She opened her eyes with tears and saw Zhen Mingxu smiling at her with his hand still on her recently developed breasts.

  Then, without thinking, she slapped him.

  A loud slap landed on his face, and he was scolded while crying: "You stinky rascal, aren't you dead yet? Go die, see if we still care about you!"

  Zhen Ming sighed, looking at her with an innocent face as she shivered all over from the cold, muttering: "I was just sobering up, why did you follow me down here when you can't even swim?"

  "Is there anyone who can sober up like you!"

  Xing Er slapped her again, and Zhen Ming got furious, glaring at her: "Try hitting me one more time!"

  Bang!

  Another slap in the face.

  "Alright! Good for you! You win this time! I'm out of here!"

  Xing'er and Huan'er still had tears in their eyes, but upon hearing this, they suddenly burst out laughing, looking lovely and charming like pear blossoms in the rain.

  Zhen Ming's eyes were fixed on the two, and he felt a strange sense of emotion in his heart. From what he had seen earlier, if he really drowned, these two silly girls would probably jump into the river to save him without even thinking about it.

  "Is it cold?"

  Xing'er's lips turned purple from the cold, her teeth chattering violently as she glared at him fiercely, "What did you say?!"

  Zhen Ming picked up the clothes by the shore, put them on her, then squatted down in front of her and said: "Considering you jumped into the river to save me without hesitation, Brother Zhen will give you a free ride back."

  Xing'er hesitated for a moment and bowed her head behind Zhenming's back.

  Her clothes were soaked, revealing her curves, and the small, budding breasts that had already begun to develop were pressed against Zhen Ming's shoulder. Zhen Ming couldn't help but tease: "Little girl has grown up, maybe she'll be as voluptuous as Zhang sister one day."

  "Big pervert, don't talk to me!" Xing'er pinched his ear, but couldn't help asking: "Aren't you crying anymore?"

  "Who said I was crying?"

  "Many people say there's a madman by the river who's gone crazy from drinking, crying and shouting, and cursing at people."

  "Your brother is very strong and won't cry anymore."

  "What about that sister?"

  "I will slowly forget her, it's hard, but I guess that's all I can do." Zhen Ming said blandly.

  Xing'er was silent, and the three of them returned home. Huan'er prepared hot water for the two of them, and Zhenming washed up after his bitter journey. He ate the noodles that Huan'er had cooked for him, went to bed, lay down, closed his eyes, and soon began snoring. Sun Langzhong had been out gathering herbs in the mountains for several days and hadn't been home. Xing'er and Huan'er silently kept watch by his bedside.

  Experienced great hardships and suffered from a serious illness.

  Xing Er and Huan Er saw him so weak for the first time, lying in bed with a high fever, talking nonsense, sometimes scolding someone named Zhao Yuechen, and sometimes crying and shouting "Elder sister", asking her to follow him.

  Two people took turns to take care of him for two days and two nights, without taking off their clothes, until Sun Langzhong returned from the mountain and learned that Zhang Shi had been taken away by her husband. He sighed endlessly, gave Zhenming a prescription for a cooling medicine, brewed it and had him drink it, and his body temperature finally stabilized.

  After recovering from his illness, it was as if nothing had happened, and there was no trace of sadness on his face. He teased Xing'er and flirted with Huan'er just like before.

  Zhang gradually faded out of everyone's life, and everyone tacitly stopped mentioning her.