A family inclined to kindness and charity would grace the descendants. Thanks to one small act of kindness, by providence she comes across a grateful friend; Fortunate that her mother, has done an unperceived good deed…. Men should rescue the distressed and aid the poor… Who would have guessed that kindness in this world ultimately would be the road that one must choose, that proverbial fork in the road? Clouds of rain float on eastern winds as new vines start to blossom. Though drums of war roar too loudly and their brilliance has been lost, a green grass carpet greets the sun by the break of morning. Let us wait for the yellow leaves, a few gourds are harvested.
Fan Xian made a fist and put it to his mouth to stifle a cough. He walked up and pushed at the door, and this time it swung open. He understood what had happened. Since he and his wife were about to quarrel, there was no point in closing the entrance to the arena of their argument. Even Fan Xian's coughing had been intended to signal to his wife that he had arrived, and there were matters to discuss in the bedroom.
Theirs was a world in which men were to be revered. Lin Wan'er was of a more noble background that Fan Xian, but since she had married into the Fan family, she was expected not to voice her dissatisfaction so directly. But their meeting as husband and wife was unlike that of any normal noble family. Although Fan Xian could not free himself from the control of his male hormones, on a psychological level, he thoroughly respected women.