"But my third uncle said that giving birth is an extremely difficult thing for a mother, so how could she not love her child?"

He also said that there are no parents in this world who do not love their children. Maybe I was abducted by human traffickers, or maybe my parents have passed away and can no longer take care of me.

Later, with my third uncle by my side, I stopped complaining.

Jiang Wei then asked him, "How about we bring Uncle Xiaosan back to the capital this time?"

Yun Zhao's expression turned somewhat sad, and he shook his head again, "He can't go. His third uncle passed away two months ago."

After saying this, tears welled up in Yun Zhao's eyes, but she suppressed them and didn't let them fall.

Because my third uncle once said, "A man doesn't easily shed tears; even if he breaks his teeth, he must swallow his blood."

"What about his family?"

"He's gone. I've never seen his family since I can remember. I only found out later that his wife and daughter had also passed away." The siblings gazed at the night sky.

Jiang Wei turned around and looked at Yun Zhao in the dim light of the room. He was so mature that he didn't look like a ten-year-old child.

She squeezed Yun Zhao's hand and said, "Go take a bath. Get some rest tonight, and we'll return to the capital tomorrow."

“But what about the steward…” Yun Zhao was still a little worried, afraid that it would implicate his sister.

"Don't worry, my elder sister will take care of it first thing tomorrow morning," Jiang Wei replied.

After Yun Zhao finished bathing and applying medicine, he went to rest, and Jiang Wei lay down.

She felt a little sad and couldn't fall asleep, tossing and turning.

After a while, she heard Chen Hui open the fence; Xiao Zhan had returned.

Jiang Wei let her mind wander for a while, then drifted off to sleep.

The next day, at the crack of dawn.

Xiao Zhan got up to practice martial arts as usual, and glanced at Jiang Wei's room.

At this moment, Jiang Wei, having gone to bed late, was in the middle of a good sleep and turned over in her sleep.

As dawn broke and birds sang in the woods, Jiang Wei woke up. The group tidied up and left the small courtyard, heading to the manor where the steward lived.

Jiang Wei walked into the courtyard, where the stewardess was tied up on the ground, and Xiao Zhan was sitting to the side drinking tea.

Qingfeng, being very perceptive, brought over a chair and placed it next to Xiao Zhan. "Miss Jiang, please sit down."

Chen Hui and Lian Sang helped her walk over and sit down.

"Tell the truth, or you know what will happen." The servant kneeling on the ground trembled.

That scoundrel came last night. The person who beat Ah Gou the most fiercely was beaten half to death last night.

He was on the verge of death, barely breathing, and this monstrous being wouldn't allow any treatment. He was only a matter of time before he died.

The old woman below trembled as she spoke, “They made Ah Gou live in the cowshed all year round, didn’t give him food or clothes, insulted him, punched and kicked him, and deliberately made things difficult for him.”

"The supervisor made us do it. We didn't want to at first, but he deducted our wages and made things difficult for us, so we had no choice."

That's how these people are; they're always opportunistic. As soon as one person says something, they immediately follow suit.

The manager refused to admit it, saying, "Ah Gou is standing right here, healthy and without any missing limbs. How can you say I abused him? I didn't."

Qingfeng kicked him, "You're about to die, and you still dare to argue? Who gave you the guts?"

"Tell me, whoever explains things first will have an easier time. Tell me everything you've done over the years, down to the smallest detail. Don't try to fool me; this stick in my hand won't fool you." Qingfeng paced back and forth a few steps with the stick in his hand.

Everyone laid bare everything that had happened over the years.

After everyone finished telling their stories, they wailed and begged for mercy.

Jiang Wei had already reached her limit, and looked at everyone with eyes as cold as ice.

"Beat them, just leave them with a breath left. Don't let them die too quickly. Let them suffer all the torment my brother endured, without missing a single thing. Starting today, we will not give them any food."

Jiang Wei also wanted to let them taste what it was like. "Since this manager is so stubborn, throw him into the river to take a bath and sober him up, let him think about whether he did it or not, and what he did."

Qingfeng! Grabbing him by the collar like a dead dog, she dragged him towards the riverbank.

The river wind grew stronger, and the sound of flowing water reached his ears. Only then did the steward become frightened and begin to beg for mercy.

Qingfeng smiled at him, "It's late. To prevent you from not knowing next time, you need to take a bath."

After saying that, Qingfeng kicked him into the river like he was kicking a football.

He struggled desperately to climb up to the riverbank, but the icy water made his face turn purple and his whole body tremble.

When he finally climbed to the riverbank, Qingfeng kicked him again, saying, "Have you thought this through?"

He fell back into the water and struggled, his teeth chattering.

This steward isn't really a tough guy; he just relies on being Aunt Liu's cousin, so he's the only one who can talk back to him and no one dares to go against him. That's why he's so arrogant and boastful. Now he's finally learned his lesson.

They begged him to come up, saying he would confess to anything.

Xiao Zhan walked to Jiang Wei's side and said, "Let's go back to Kyoto. We can take this manager with us. I've left someone here. We'll choose a reliable person to take over when we get to Kyoto."

Jiang Wei didn't understand why this person would do these things for her.

Xiao Zhan arranged everything meticulously, even more thoughtfully than she had imagined.

Jiang Wei nodded in agreement, thinking that his relationship with her grandfather must be quite close.

She followed Xiao Zhan away from the courtyard filled with wailing cries.

Jiang Wei led Yun Zhao onto the carriage.

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