The Lady's Code for Raising Her Husband

After hiding like this for a few days, the heater was about to come, and the ladies were preparing to celebrate the festival. Finally, it calmed down, and Ye Yuxiao let Jiang go home.

Since receiving the two imperial edicts from the emperor, Ouyang Sheng no longer dared to stay behind closed doors to recuperate. He showed up at the Governor's Mansion every day, inspected various battalions, and guided troop training. He only came back after dark every day.

It seemed like it was going to snow again that day, and it would get dark in the second half of the day. When Ouyang Sheng returned home despite the cold wind, the maid opened the curtains and the warm fragrance hit his face.

Ye Yuxiao was wearing a homely coat and a bright ring. He was holding a needle and poking a piece of soft leather quite seriously.

Ouyang Sheng felt that the ring was a bit big, and it was empty on her slender finger. When he stepped forward and took a closer look, he realized that it was not a ring, but a silver thimble. He couldn't help laughing: "You obviously don't think so." People who often do needlework can’t even use a thimble.”

Ye Yuxiao pouted and said, "I thought animal skin was similar to human skin, but it turned out to be far different. I started sewing after lunch, and I haven't finished sewing yet."

Do you mean you are better at sewing human skin? Fortunately, he was used to it. If someone else heard this, his soles would probably feel cold and his head would feel numb. Ouyang Sheng took off his boots and got on the Arhat's bed. He looked at her hands for a few times and asked, "Aren't you busy with the things you learned as a girl? Why did you start sewing?"

"It's not because of your injury." Ye Yuxiao said, freeing up a hand and pressing his knee, "The emperor has said that you have to work, but this injury is too tiring, so I have to I'll think of another way to make you an elastic knee pad to wrap around your knee and limit its range of motion."

So it was because of him that I took the needle and thread? I wish I wouldn't have made fun of her just now. Ouyang Sheng grabbed her hand and turned it over to look at it. He saw that the pads of her index finger and thumb had been reddened by the stitches. He hurriedly grabbed the needle and said, "Just leave these little things to the maids, why do you need to do it yourself?"

"This knee brace is very particular. There are beef tendons sewn into the straps. The elasticity cannot be too large or too small. They can't control it well, so I'll do it myself." Ye Yuxiao let him take the needle away, but He immediately took out another piece from the sewing basket and continued sewing.

Ouyang Sheng had no choice but to follow her, picked up the hot tea, and gave her a sip: "Second aunt has helped you keep away the guests these days, and also helped you organize the accounts. Did you send me a thank you gift?"

"You don't understand our family's temperament. If you go out of your way to send a thank-you gift, she will be angry. She thinks it's too offensive." Ye Yuxiao poked the needle and said.

"Then I have to give you a gift, right?" Ouyang Sheng naturally put his hand on her leg, "There will be a fire-warming party soon."

"How can you, a grown man, worry about such a trivial matter? Military training is not enough for you?" Ye Yuxiao said, glancing at his legs, "Put your hands away and don't make trouble."

He didn't touch her hand holding the needle, so how could he cause trouble? Ouyang Sheng pretended not to hear, and deliberately touched and pinched: "You think I am willing? Who told my wife to ignore Zhongfu? I can only worry about these housework."

Does he mean that if she doesn't do the housework, he can do it for her? This consciousness is much stronger than that of many modern men, huh? She recalled that when she was still working in the hospital, how many married female colleagues worked exhaustingly in the unit during the day and had to take care of their husbands and children when they returned home. As soon as Ye Yuxiao was happy, she didn't care about his dishonest hand: "Here, the Boxing Ceremony booklet is over there, take it and read it yourself."

Ouyang Sheng seriously went to get the booklet, resting his head on her legs and reading page by page.

When Ye Yuxiao lowered her head with her knee pads on, she saw the tired look under his eyes and the word "Sichuan" inadvertently appearing between his eyebrows, and couldn't help but pause. This guy must be exhausted from training with his injured leg.

She hurriedly said: "I'm kidding you. With Mama Yan and Mama Zhou helping me, the Boxing Day gifts have been delivered long ago. The Boxing Day gifts sent by others have also been put into the warehouse and registered."

Ouyang Sheng didn't believe it. After flipping through a few pages, he saw that everything was in order, so he put the book down and said, "I didn't realize it. You are really a capable person. You can catch me at home and abroad."

Ye Yuxiao laughed: "There are only two of us in our family, how much can we do?" There are few people, there are few things to do, and more importantly, people's hearts are united, and there is no need to guard against anyone or worry about anyone. Everything goes according to routine, and Yan's mother and Zhou's mother can handle it on their own, so she doesn't need to worry about it at all.

Yes, it's just the two of them now, so they really have nothing to do. They will be busy when they have children. Hey, I haven’t even found a bride yet, so why do I want to have a child? Ouyang Sheng touched his unsatisfactory knee and decided to care about her "career": "How is your girls' school going? Have you recruited any students?"

"Forget it." Ye Yuxiao said in frustration, "There are quite a few girls who came to sign up, but they are all illiterate and none of them meet the requirements."

"To come to school with you, do you need to be able to read?" Ouyang Sheng asked in surprise. He guessed that the female students taught injections, sutures, etc. These tasks did not require literacy, right?

"You need to be able to read and write." Ye Yuxiao said.

"Then you should first buy a few thousand-character books to teach them." Ouyang Sheng felt that this was not a problem.

"Do you think there will be girls who will come all the way to learn the Thousand-Character Classic?" Ye Yuxiao said with a wry smile, "The reason why they came to sign up is because I promised them that all the skills taught in female studies will be practical skills, and I will provide them with them after they complete the course. If they can make money, if not, the tuition will be refunded. If they need to spend a few more years studying and learning calligraphy before learning a craft, they will definitely not be happy, and they will not come even if the tuition is free."

Ouyang Sheng rested his head on her legs and pondered silently for a long time before he understood what she meant: "These girls you are talking about are all from poor families. They need to seize the time to learn a craft and make money to supplement their family income?"

"Of course! Which rich girl would go to school outside?" Ye Yuxiao raised a hand and poked his forehead, "You are obviously a young man. You don't know the sufferings of the world."

"Then you will definitely not be able to recruit students." Ouyang Sheng quickly grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms, "The girls in Xichao who can read and write are either our ladies or their maids. Most men are rarely literate, let alone girls?"

Ye Yuxiao was worried that the needle would prick him, so he raised his hand high and lamented: "Are we going to let my maids go into battle? But there are not enough people."

Are there not enough maids? What big thing is she going to do? Ouyang Sheng looked at her funny posture with her arms raised, and deliberately scratched her creaks: "As long as you put down your knee pads now and go to bed immediately, I will help you with a trick."

Ye Yuxiao is not ticklish at all and does not move at all: "No, the knee pads must be finished today, and you must wear them when you go out tomorrow morning."

The person being tickled was not ticklish and it was not fun at all. Ouyang Sheng had to help her sit up: "Then you don't want to recruit female students?"