Yang Qingrui raised an eyebrow and said, "It is said that women should abide by the three obediences and four virtues. In fact, men also have their own three obediences and four virtues. I wonder if my brother-in-law knows which ones they are?"
"What kind of question is that? Iāve only ever heard of the three obediences and four virtues for women. Where did the ones for men come from?" Before Ye Ziāan could speak, Luo Linhao jumped out and shouted towards the courtyard, "Sister Xiaxia, Sister Xiaxia, your little brother doesnāt want you to get married!"
"This little rascal!" Yang Chuxia, who was inside the house, could hear the conversation outside, especially since his voice was so loud. She couldnāt help but laugh, and everyone else followed suit.
Then, Ye Ziāanās voice came from outside, "When my wife goes out, I follow her āordersā; when my wife gives commands, I obediently āfollowā; when my wife makes mistakes, I blindly āfollowā; when my wife puts on makeup, I patiently āwaitā; when my wife spends money, I generously āgiveā; when my wife gets angry, I patiently āendureā; and when itās my wifeās birthday, I always ārememberā."
When he finished speaking, Luo Linhao stared blankly, and so did Yang Qingtong and Yang Qingrui. "How did you know that?"
Even Ye Ziāanās close friends were looking at him, as this was the first time they had heard such a statement.
Ye Ziāan laughed and said, "How you know it is how I know it."
Yang Qingrui wailed, "Sister, how could you do this?"
Yang Chuxia inside the house laughed. This argument was something she had casually mentioned a long time ago. How could Brother An, with such a good memory, not remember it?
Luo Linhao then became smug, "My cousin has such a great brain! Do you have anything else to test him on? Bring it on!"
Yang Qingtong, unconvinced, said, "Recite six marriage-proposal poems in one breath, without repeating ideas. Itās best if my sisterās name is included in them. No help is allowed, and thereās a time limit of one stick of incense. And one of the poems must be a palindrome."
Ye Ziāan raised an eyebrow, thinking that this kid was really ruthless. He didnāt even give time to think, so he had to recite the poems spontaneously.
After a quick thought, he said, "Joyful atmosphere fills the house, light moves on silk fragrances, walking under the crepe myrtle... Leaving the shallow traces of eyebrows, drawing the colors of Xiaxia on the stage...". He recited six poems in the time it took to burn one stick of incense.
Luo Linhao became smug again, "What else do you want to test..."
Before he finished speaking, he was pulled aside by one of Ye Ziāanās friends. They thought, was this stinky kid here to cause trouble or to marry the bride? This would only provoke more challenges.
"I have a few more questions for my brother-in-law!" After thinking for a moment, Yang Qingrui said, "If my brother-in-law answers well, Iāll let him in. If he doesnāt answer well, well..."
"What questions?"
After you and my sister get married, who will wash the clothes, cook the meals, take care of the children, and manage the money in your household?"
These seemingly simple questions were actually quite tricky. In everyoneās mind and understanding, he would definitely have to answer that his wife would do all these tasks. However, he was certain that if he answered this way, this kid would not let him in, and there would be even more trouble. But if he answered according to his own thoughts, his dignity would be compromised.
Nevertheless, he immediately said, "Iāll wash the clothes, cook the meals, take care of the children, and your sister will manage the money."
"Really?" As expected, when he finished speaking, Luo Linhao exclaimed, "Thatās womanās work!" Even the onlookers looked at Ye Ziāan like he was a curiosity.
But Ye Ziāan smiled openly, "I said I would raise my wife like a delicate flower."
As expected, Yang Qingrui and Yang Qingtong were both satisfied, and extended their hands, "Hand over the red envelope, and you can go in."