Having sent his wife away, Yang Ming returned to the Academy with all the gifts and parcels, and the thought of seeing his wife over the next few days brought a smile to his face.
His classmates, seeing Yang Ming's return, crowded around him, "Yang Ming, look at you, just back and already you've had visitors."
"And brought back so much stuff."
"My wife." Before his classmates could even ask, Yang Ming volunteered, as if he was the only one among them with a wife.
"..." A group of classmates were stunned. Yang Ming used to hate mentioning his wife; whenever the others talked about their wives, he always ignored them and even had a bitter look on his face. Now, just a few months later, look at that smile on Yang Ming's face; where was the bitterness? He was clearly showing off, showing off his good wife.
Yang Ming didn't mind their reactions, he took out the food his wife had mentioned and shared it with everyone, saying in a good mood, "This is from my wife for you guys."
