Chapter 318
317, Earnest Persuasion (1 Update)
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Yuan Senior’s tears flowed even harder,
“Mother, my heart towards you is just like yours towards me. You devote yourself wholeheartedly to your son, and naturally, I also strive with all my heart, hoping to achieve the highest scholarly honor in the future and to secure an official title for you. By acting this way, it will not reflect well on your reputation if word gets out. When others speak of your son, they will gossip and point fingers, and gradually many people will desert us, making us the subject of contempt!” Yuan Wang said softly.
“…” Mrs. Yuan Senior looked at Yuan Wang, unable to stop her tears.
Her face was also severely swollen, with her eyes squinted into slits.
“Mother, I will soon go to the academy in the prefectural city to study. Why don’t you take the second brother and come with me?”
Mrs. Yuan Senior was taken aback.
She hadn’t expected Yuan Wang to ask her to go with him.
After embarrassing herself to such an extent, he still wanted her to accompany him.
“But your father, that cheap wench Azhu…”
“Mother, how much can a single shop owned by father earn in a year? Even if Azhu is favored, she’s just a concubine. Even if she gives birth to a son, what of it? It will take more than a decade for him to grow up, and by that time, how old will I be, what accomplishments will I have? She will still need to rely on me for guidance. Her family can’t provide her with any help, and even if they could, so what?”
A farm family with no foundation can only dream of climbing up the social ladder unless they resort to dishonest means, which are despised by all. Such people should not be feared.
“Mother, come with me to the prefectural city. Live in a new place where no one knows you!”
After thinking for a while, Mrs. Yuan Senior finally said, “Alright, I’ll listen to you, Mother!”
Seeing that he had appeased his mother, Yuan Wang finally breathed a sigh of relief.
When she returned to the Yuan Family, Mrs. Yuan Senior’s look at Azhu had slightly changed – instead of the previous hatred, there was now a trace of disdain.
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Azhu held her breath and dared not make a sound.Especially seeing Mrs. Yuan Senior’s half-swollen face, she felt a pang of pleasure but dared not laugh, stifling the urge uncomfortably.
“…”
Mrs. Yuan Senior snorted coldly and went into the house.
When Yuan Cheng returned from outside, Azhu immediately approached him with slightly reddened eyes, “My lord!”
In contrast to Mrs. Yuan Senior’s reserved dignity, Azhu was gentle and tender, young, fairly attractive, and now his concubine, which somewhat pleased his heart.
Aggravated by Mrs. Yuan Senior, he sought comfort in Azhu’s affections.
He nodded and helped Azhu into the main room.
Mrs. Yuan Senior watched from the window, tears gradually falling.
She understood that she had made a mess of her life because of her selfishness, and she could never return to the days of old.
She also came to understand some things.
A husband can belong to someone else, but a son is always her own; and that she must hold her silver in her hands, an ample amount of it.
Some things she originally refused to do, but now, for the sake of going to the prefectural city with her two sons, she couldn’t care about anything else.
Xie Zhinuan and her company had left, and Yuan Wang was aware of it.
He stood at the entrance of his home, looking in the direction of Xie Zhinuan’s residence, and heaved a light sigh.
Saving a life is said to be more meritorious than building a Seven-Level Pagoda, a deed of great virtue, but it had been squandered by his family’s selfishness, exhausting the goodwill and even resulting in enmity.
Having studied for several years, he knew that not many in this world remember favors; Xie Zhinuan’s repeated assistance to them was already exceedingly rare.
Life is such that one cannot ask for too much.
The recipe for the cured meat given by Xie Zhinuan was already a form of repayment for their aid; they just didn’t cherish it and felt entitled to make demands, leveraging the debt of gratitude.
Chapter 319