A Doting Wife's Guide to Taming Her Husband

This is a contest between sheltered upbringing and concealed sharpness, who will seize the initiative, who will retreat step by step, and who will be forced to surrender. A sachet, a promise, the old dreams of yellow grain and Nanke are all bygone matters. Who has cocooned themselves in their own trap? Within the deep residence, every scheme has been calculated, yet neither rhinoceros incense nor a book for a pillow can escape blame. After the rain, a butterfly lands on someone's shoulder. Who, no one knows.