Chapter 2: The Play Starts Off Rough
Song Ci looked at the chubby old man in front of her, who resembled a Buddha, and felt suffocated with frustration.
This was her husband, younger than her, chubbier than her, healthier than her, hence his rosy complexion, still able to have frivolous affairs with concubines.
Damn the heavens.
So unfair.
The Song Family wasn't a prominent family, but rather poor scholars and farmers, and the original Song Ci was their child bride, three years older than Old Lord Song, Song Kun. Since childhood, she played the roles of elder sister, mother, and wife.
While serving the Song Family like an ox or horse, she also had to take care of Song Kun and the two elders, undeniably toilsome.
At fourteen, Song Ci's parents in the Song Family, due to poor health, advocated for the two to marry. By the time Song Ci was sixteen and Song Kun was thirteen, they officially consummated their marriage. At seventeen, Song Ci gave birth to their first son, Song Zhiyuan.
Thinking of this, Song Ci's face burned hot. Damn, they were still kids, and yet...
Song Ci shook her head, brushing off the discomfort, silently reminding herself this was ancient times, not to be compared with modern times.