After marrying the hunter, he became more and more abnormal

Chapter 505 Side CP Extra: Yingying X Zhang Siyuan 7

"Yingying, Yingying? Siyuan doesn't recognize this either. Yingying, teach Siyuan."

Zhang Siyuan's voice and sudden approach woke Yingying from her reverie. She turned her head and her gaze lingered for a moment on Zhang Siyuan's fairly decent-looking face before she lowered her head and looked at the character "昃" that he was pointing at.

"This character is pronounced 'ze' and means 'sun setting in the west.' You just need to know that it means the sun is setting in the west. Do you understand? If you don't understand, you are not allowed to ask me why it is pronounced this way or why it means this way, because I don't know either."

"……Oh."

Under his unquestionable gaze, Zhang Siyuan nodded and began to recite earnestly: "Ze, Ze, the sun sets in the west..."

Yingying was satisfied. He had some sense and didn't ask him any more questions. So she picked up the hot fruit tea that Zhang Da and the others had brought, blew on it, took a small sip, and thought to herself, "Not bad, not bad."

After repeating it dozens of times, Zhang Siyuan felt he had memorized it. He looked up at Yingying with bright eyes and said, "Yingying, Siyuan has memorized it. '昃' means the sun is setting in the west!"

Seeing his bright, pleading eyes, Yingying felt a pang of tenderness. She put down her teacup and softly hummed in agreement, saying, "Not bad. It's almost noon. That's all for now. Read what you've learned before, and then go have lunch. I have to go out for a bit, so you don't need to come back this afternoon."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Siyuan's smile vanished instantly. He grabbed Yingying's sleeve anxiously and said, "Where is Yingying going? Siyuan is going too!"

The thought that Yingying's wife might be away from him for a long time made Zhang Siyuan feel a pang of sadness. He decisively let go of the tightly clenched cloth and instead hugged Yingying's entire arm, then leaned over her, ignoring the books that fell to the ground.

At the same time, Zhang Da, who was "watching intently," rushed over and shouted, "Young Master, you mustn't!" while pulling Zhang Siyuan away. Zhang Er arrived shortly after and together they tried to pull Zhang Siyuan away from Yingying.

Zhang Siyuan got angry, grabbed Yingying's arm tightly, turned around and glared at Zhang Da and Zhang Er, "Don't pull me! Get away from me!"

Then he buried his head back and said in a muffled voice, "Siyuan doesn't want Yingying to leave. Siyuan will never bother Yingying again. Yingying, don't abandon Siyuan, and don't drive Siyuan away."

Yingying: "…………"

Yingying was speechless. What was this idiot imagining now? She said irritably, "You let go of me too!"

Seriously, I'm speechless. Are these two, master and servant, just putting on an act for him today? Are they trying to make things more interesting than others? They're doing things that are utterly ridiculous.

Zhang Da and Zhang Er hesitated for a moment, then awkwardly stepped back, looking apologetically at Young Master Ying and the young master who was still clinging to him like a big bird and refusing to move.

Yingying was too lazy to waste words. She directly grabbed Zhang Siyuan's ear and pulled it. Zhang Siyuan cried out "Ah!" and his earlobe and helix turned red instantly. The redness spread all the way to his cheeks and neck, and his whole body seemed to turn red. He had no choice but to get off Yingying.

"Yingying, it hurts!" Zhang Siyuan cried out, his body stiff. He looked at Yingying pitifully and aggrievedly, wanting his wife to let go but also reluctant to do so. He wished she hadn't been so rough. He liked it when his wife touched him.

Yingying didn't let go, and said with a smile that didn't reach her eyes, "Everyone says you're stupid, but I think you're quite smart sometimes. You start touching people and getting close to them at the drop of a hat. Aren't you afraid that one day someone will be in a bad mood and chop off your hands and feet?"

Zhang Siyuan trembled, his pupils dilated, and his face showed fear as he said, "No, no, Siyuan only likes to hold Yingying's wife..."

"Hmm?" Yingying's nasal tone and warning look instantly made Zhang Siyuan stop his syllables. His eyes welled up with tears, and he muttered sadly, "Siyuan isn't stupid, they're the stupid ones. They're all big idiots. All they do is talk about Siyuan, how good Siyuan is, how much money he has, and how they don't, so they bully Siyuan and call him stupid..."

"Did you really cry?" Yingying frowned, released her grip on his ear, crossed her arms over her chest, and quietly watched him sob and complain, raising an eyebrow involuntarily.

Unexpectedly, the silly young master was quite perceptive. He knew that those who mocked and bullied him were jealous of him. They were jealous that he had such a wealthy family and such loving grandparents, so they belittled him to satisfy their own shameful resentment and jealousy.

Seeing the young master crying so hard, Zhang Da and Zhang Er offered him handkerchiefs and comforted him.

"Young Master, don't cry. Those people are just evil. They all envy you."

"That's right, that's right. Our young master is incredibly smart. He can memorize 1, 2, 3, 4, 5... all the way in one morning. He's much better than them. They're just sour grapes. We won't stoop to their level."

Zhang Siyuan paused upon hearing this, sniffed, nodded, and affirmed to himself, "Hmm, Siyuan is smart, he has already memorized twelve characters." Then he secretly glanced at Yingying's expressionless wife.

Yingying didn't want anyone to cry anymore, so she went along with him and said, "She is quite clever."

Zhang Siyuan immediately stopped crying and started laughing, his desire to show off emerging. He opened his mouth and said the twelve big characters that he had carefully memorized, counting on his fingers as he said: "Heaven and earth are dark and yellow, the universe is vast and desolate, the sun and moon wax and wane, exactly twelve, Yingying, Siyuan, did you pronounce them correctly?"

Yingying praised, "You're all right. Remember them well when you get back."

They opened their mouths wide in shock. Their young master used to be able to remember only three big characters a day at most, but he could remember twelve in half a day with Young Master Ying!

Twelve! Is this all the amount of teaching my sweetheart is supposed to give?

When Zhang Siyuan heard Yingying's wife mention going back again, he became listless again. His expression changed in an instant; one second he was a beautiful flower in full bloom, and the next second he withered and died.

He stared intently at Yingying and asked, "Can't we really bring Siyuan along?"

"No." Yingying refused directly, then thought for a moment and added, "It's inconvenient to bring you along, not because I find you annoying."

Actually, there was a little bit, but Yingying decided to go against her conscience this time and consider it a reward for welcoming this naive young master home yesterday.

Zhang Siyuan instantly perked up, a joyful smile spreading across his face, as if the withered flowers had flown back to the branches, now adorned with vibrant colors.

"Then when will you come back?"

"Tomorrow, so you don't need to come over this afternoon. Even if you come, no one will teach you. Also, from now on, speak your mind and don't pounce on me all the time, or I'll really beat you up."

Zhang Siyuan's grin widened, his smile bright, and he was secretly delighted. He knew that Yingying's wife would never really lay a hand on him. Every time, Yingying's wife would talk a lot but never actually hit him.

Seeing his silly look, Yingying said disdainfully, "Stop just grinning like an idiot, did you even listen to what I said?"

Zhang Siyuan was still smiling and said, "Yes, I've taken it to heart."