Chapter 370: Chapter 371: Old Madam
Madam Ning fumbled for Ning Yuchenās hand. "Son, you support this family all on your own. Iām just trying to help you save every little bit I can."
"Mother, we donāt have to live like this! Our family hasnāt fallen so low that we canāt afford firewood." Ning Yuchen carefully supported the old madam. "Besides, with so many servants sitting idle, it would be shameful if word of this got out."
"You donāt manage the household, so you donāt realize how expensive everything is. Here in Shangjing, you spend silver the moment you step out the door. Our family doesnāt have mountains of gold and silver, so naturally, we must save where we can.
And donāt think for a second that Iām just some old woman who doesnāt understand anything. A concubine is little more than half a servant. Whatās wrong with making a servant do a little work?"
Xiao Wanyuās nails dug fiercely into her palm, drawing blood that trickled from the creases. The word āservantā was all that filled her mind.
āThinking of the dowry she had left at her other residence, she felt even more certain that it was her only way out.ā
āIf she had really brought her dowry into the Ning Family home, she might have been able to buy a few days of kindness from this old woman, but what then?ā
"Mother, Iām exhausted after a long day out. Canāt I have some peace and quiet when I come home?"
"Even if a concubine is only āhalf a mistress,ā she is still half a mistress. Let the servant women do it. Letās not keep arguing about these matters."
Old Mrs. Ning was so furious she nearly fell over backward. āListen to him! What is he saying? Does he really think Iām blind in both my eyes and my heart?ā
āHeās only spent a few nights in that womanās room, and my ever-obedient son is already taking her side?ā
āIf this continues, will there be any place left for an old woman like me in this household?ā
"I know youāve had a long, tiring day. Why donāt you go to your room and rest? Iāll have someone bring your food to you."
Old Mrs. Ning shouted toward Fang Yuanās room, "Mrs. Fang, your husband is home! Arenāt you going to bring the children out? What does it look like, hiding in your room all day?"
Ning Yuchen looked slightly uncomfortable. These past few days, he had been leaving early and returning late, doing his best to avoid Fang Yuan.
It only then occurred to him that he hadnāt seen her and their two children in many days.
It was only because Ancient Wen Heng had provoked him today; otherwise, he wouldnāt have returned home so early. He would probably be in some little tavern, having a few drinks and not coming back until after dark.
Although Old Mrs. Ning disliked Fang Yuan, she genuinely doted on her grandson and granddaughter. Seeing her son neglect his own children these last two days because of a concubine had unsettled her, which was precisely why she had been tormenting Aunt Xiao with even greater intensity.
When Fang Yuan appeared in the courtyard leading her two children by the hand, she greeted Old Mrs. Ning and Ning Yuchen coolly before turning to walk to the dining hall to wait for the meal to be served.
"..." Ning Yuchen said, "Letās eat first."
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Ancient Wen Heng composed himself before lifting the carriage curtain and stepping out.
Li Cuicui, who had been waiting impatiently at the second gate, cried out in delight the moment she saw her son walk in.
Seeing her son in his official robes for the first time, her eyes filled with tears. āThis child received so little from the family growing up, yet he has brought honor and protection to the entire clan.ā
"Mother, youāre here." Ancient Wen Hengās previously solemn expression vanished, replaced by a joyous smile.
"I just wanted to come and see for myself. As long as youāre living well, I can rest easy." Li Cuicui looked her son up and down; he seemed both strange and familiar to her now.
His face was the same, but both he and his wife now exuded a different sort of aura.
"It must have been a long journey. You should rest well at home for the next few days. When I have my leave in a couple of days, Iāll take you out to see Shangjing." Ancient Wen Heng supported his mother as they walked toward the inner courtyard.
Jin Qianqian said, "Iāve already sent someone to get Fourth Brother and Le Huan. Letās eat first. You must be tired from the journey. Weāll have plenty of time to talk in the coming days."
Li Cuicui patted Jin Qianqianās hand on her arm. "I only came for a quick visit. Iāll be heading back in a couple of days."
"What? Absolutely not! Didnāt we agree you would stay for the New Year?" Ancient Wen Heng had already spotted his fourth brother and nephew rushing over and gave them a nod.
Gu Yuanshui stopped in his tracks, clutching his chest. He turned to his nephew and asked, "Is that really your Seventh Uncle?"
Gu Lehuan looked at him, confused. "Fourth Uncle, what are you saying?" āIf thatās not Seventh Uncle, who else could it be?ā
"My heart is racing. It feels a bit unreal." The last time he had seen him, Seventh had been wearing the festive red robes of a top scholar, which was a world away from this solemn official uniform.
Li Cuicui said, "Itās enough for me just to visit. Iām getting old, and Iām used to living where there are plenty of our clansmen around. There are more people to chat with that way."
"Besides, your father will be back soon, and if Iām not there to keep an eye on him, thereās no telling what kind of trouble heāll get into."
"Mother," said Wenheng, "youāve toiled your entire life. If you donāt want to manage him, then just let him be!"
Li Cuicui stopped and looked at Ancient Wen Heng and Jin Qianqian. "That wonāt do. People say a husband and wife should be companions in their old age. How can we be separated?"
Jin Qianqian frowned, but just as she was about to speak, Li Cuicui continued, "Iāve struggled through most of my life. Now that things are finally better, I canāt let anyone destroy it.
Your father is just confused for the moment. This sudden wealth has gone to his head.
But no matter what, even though heās stirring up trouble now, he truly did toil for this family in the past. And even if Iām utterly disappointed in him, that doesnāt stop me from considering him kin.
Besides, if Iām there keeping an eye on him, itāll prevent him from using his seniority to make unreasonable demands on you two.
And donāt buy me too many things in the future. Just enough to live on in my old age is sufficient. That will be proof enough of your filial piety."
Jin Qianqian still felt her mother-in-law was being treated unfairly, but Ancient Wen Heng stopped her with a look. "Mother, we can discuss this later. For now, since youāre here, please just stay for a while and relax. Let your son show his filial piety."
Li Cuicui was helped to the seat of honor at the table, and a group of servants immediately began serving the dishes.
"This is far too extravagant." Although she had people to wait on her in the village, she had never witnessed such a grand affair.
Even Gu Yuanshui, who was putting on a calm facade, shifted in his seat. āWhy do I feel so fidgety?ā
After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Ancient Wen Heng escorted his mother to her room to rest before leading his brother and nephew to the study in the front courtyard.
"Fourth Brother, how are things at home? Is everyone well?"
Although his mother had said everything was fine, Wenheng suspected otherwise, believing that many things were being hidden from her.
Gu Yuanshui gazed around the study, its walls lined with books, clicking his tongue in silent amazement. āBack in the village, a child has to spend several silver coins for a single book. How much silver must this entire room have cost?ā
Hearing his younger brotherās question, he immediately perked up and began to gesticulate wildly, recounting his magnificent achievements of late.
"Let me tell you, if the other villages come asking for favors in the future, you just push the responsibility onto the clan. Thatāll keep them from taking a mile every time we give an inch.
This time, at least, if their children want to enroll in the school, theyāll have to play by the rules weāve established."