Chapter 1055 Cherish the Present

Third Aunt?

What a novel name!

Song Chunxue looked at Xie Zheng, originally thinking that this matter had been settled three years ago.

How dare they even beg Xie Zheng? It's because Song Chunxue has been gone for three years and doesn't quite remember what happened back then, so they're trying to sway her and then stir up trouble.

However, since Xie Zheng intends for her to help, she might as well play the villain for once.

After all, they were about to become Daoist partners, a bond far stronger than that of ordinary couples. It was a vow to be proclaimed throughout the Three Realms, a vow that would be struck by lightning if anyone broke it.

"Child, I don't know what you specifically mean, but didn't we agree three years ago that this matter had nothing to do with you?"

Song Chunxue looked at Xie Zheng gently, "This is Lord Xie's family matter, and I have no right to interfere. Besides, I am not your third aunt. Didn't you all strongly oppose it back then?"

Xie Zhao glanced at his father, "We were indeed wrong three years ago, but that's all in the past. But I'm sure you've heard that Sister Yun'er is looking for a husband to marry into her family, and that matter..."

"Isn't this exactly what I strongly advocated back then?" Song Chunxue smiled faintly. "I think you've probably chosen the wrong person to try and find someone to stop this."

"But if the son-in-law marries into the family, everything in this mansion will belong to someone else and will no longer bear the Xie surname. Do you think that's appropriate?"

“It’s appropriate,” Song Chunxue said, spreading her hands. “As long as Lord Xie has no objections, I think it’s perfectly reasonable.”

"To put it bluntly, if we gave it to you, and adopted it into your whole family, even though everything in this mansion would belong to the Xie family, Lingyun's children, and even Lingyun herself, would be homeless." Song Chunxue held the tea in her hand and gently blew on the tea leaves. "As long as they are family, their names don't matter."

Xie Kuan looked at Xie Zheng, "Third Brother, are you really willing to let outsiders come to your mansion and live with you?"

Xie Zheng nodded, "Indeed, I will treat Yun'er's son-in-law as my own son. If they change the child's surname back in the future, I won't care. Xie Zheng doesn't have a biological son to begin with, and it's not necessarily the other party's willingness to have someone else's son adopted into my name."

“Third Uncle, I’m willing,” Xie Zhao said, almost crying. “We’ve come here today, even though we’re having such a hard time, that’s why we’re asking you for help.”

Xie Zheng nodded and put the teacup aside. "I know, that's why I've prepared such a generous gift for you. I hope you will maintain harmonious relations in the future, and if any outsiders make things difficult for Yun'er and the others, please help them out."

As he spoke, he reached out, opened the box beside him, and stood up to hand it to Xie Zhao.

Xie Zhao looked up in surprise, then turned to look at Xie Kuan.

"This..." Xie Kuan was stunned. He stared at Xie Zheng for a long time, then shook his head in shame.

"I've caused you all so much worry over the years. What happened back then was just a moment of anger and mishandling of things. Please don't hold it against me. After all, we're family, and you all have your own difficulties and plans."

Xie Zheng pointed to the wooden box, "This is a small token of my appreciation, please accept it."

There were many banknotes and deeds to two shops inside.

"Third Uncle, thank you so much," Xie Zhao said, feeling ashamed. "Actually, my father and I were just afraid that they would forget you in the future."

“It’s only natural to forget, and we can’t force it. If you’ve forgotten, then forget. I don’t care.” With that, Xie Zheng looked at Xie Kuan and said, “I have some things to discuss with my fifth brother. Please move to the garden.”

Xie Kuan stood up. "Third Brother, please."

Xie Zhao was restless and placed the wooden box on the tea table beside him as if it were too hot to handle.

Song Chunxue thought to herself that Xie Zheng must have been too generous and scared him off.

Just as Song Chunxue and Xie Zhao were facing each other awkwardly, Xie Lingyun arrived with her maid.

Compared to three years ago, Xie Lingyun has completely transformed into the demeanor of a matriarch, with every smile and gesture exuding composure and grace, and her smile is impeccable.

Her husband must be kicking himself now.

"Seventh Brother, you've arrived." Xie Lingyun sat in the main seat, looking at Xie Zhao with a half-smile. "It's rare for you to come in person; I'm quite flattered."

Xie Zhao looked slightly flustered. "Yun'er is joking."

"Aunt Song, Father hasn't had a chance to tell you yet, but I plan to hold my wedding with Zhou Yunli next month. We'll keep everything simple."

Song Chunxue asked with a smile, "Is it that childhood sweetheart, Zhou Yunli, the disciple of Baiyun Temple?"

“That’s right,” Xie Lingyun said shyly in a low voice, “Baiyun Temple is a Quanzhen sect and they don’t allow marriage. He has already left Baiyun Temple.”

"So how do you think he treats you?"

Xie Lingyun nodded, "He treated me very well, and he was good to my two children too. His family was originally well-off, but now he has cut off contact with his family for more than a year because of me. I have wronged him more."

"..." Hearing her say that, Song Chunxue didn't know how to describe her feelings for a moment.

They're definitely my biological children; one or two of them are just like that, willing to do anything.

However, that young Daoist Zhou Yunli was also so easily deviant towards a woman who had given birth to two children.

If his parents were still alive, they would probably be furious.

But she probably overthought it; someone who can become a Taoist priest must come from a family that is not so simple.

There are some unusual stories among them.

Song Chunxue was genuinely happy for Yun'er that someone would stay by her side without hesitation.

"Then we must prepare everything properly for you. Although we'll keep things simple, we can't skimp on the essentials." Song Chunxue asked softly, "May I ask where Zhou Yunli is now?"

“I went to Lord Zhao’s house,” Xie Lingyun said, her cheeks slightly flushed. “He hit it off with your disciples immediately and would visit them whenever he had free time.”

"Seventh Brother, you must come then," Xie Lingyun said sincerely. "I will have someone deliver wedding invitations to your door in the next few days. If you don't want to come, we won't force you."

Xie Zhao nodded, "Definitely, definitely."

He awkwardly got up to say goodbye, not even waiting for his own father.

Watching his light-footed figure carrying the wooden box, Xie Lingyun sighed softly, "Indeed, nothing in this world is more pleasing than money."

No one can refute this point.

After speaking with Xie Kuan, Xie Zheng looked at Xie Lingyun with a smile.

"Yun'er, I'll take your Aunt Song out for a walk. You don't need to wait for us."

"Yes, Father, Aunt, please be careful. We'll take care of things at home, so please don't worry," Xie Lingyun said with a smile. "Then I'll be in charge of everything at home?"

"Yes, I trust you with everything. Your Uncle Dong has entrusted everything to you, so what else could I possibly worry about?" Xie Zheng said, extending his hand. "Ah Xue, let's go. The carriage is ready."

Song Chunxue glanced at him and told him not to call him that in front of a lot of people.

"Master Song, please." Xie Zheng readily changed his form of address. "It's rare to have so much free time. Why don't I take you to enjoy the scenery? Late spring is the most precious time of year."