Posted to the Sunset Red Elderly Task Force, Mo Yan is cold and aloof: "It's a small matter."
As the saying goes, filial piety comes from discipline. As for ungrateful brats, you ...
Not to mention this is ancient times. Young women only have it easy when they are young. Once they are old enough to be married, they have to serve their parents-in-law, manage the household affairs, and have a lot of other responsibilities.
It's really not easy to go out. Even if you don't want to get married, won't your brothers, sisters-in-law and brothers-in-law look down on you?
Of course, you can also do it yourself, which means opening your own account, but that will be even more troublesome.
Every era has its own hardships, but at least the girls of this era still have a way out: they can fight in wars or become officials in the imperial court, right?
Although no one has actually become an official yet, at least there is something to look forward to.
Xiahou Jing's idea was that she would become a female official in the future, and it would be even better if she became a female general.
Parents always hope for the best for their children. They were happy to know that she was going to live with the princess, because their child was promising.
So I happily packed her things.
...
Mo Yan brought Zhang Yun back to the manor. Someone came to tell Xiao Li Zi that Zhang Qiu's precious younger brother had committed many crimes and had even set his sights on Mo Yan. Xiao Li Zi was furious and quickly asked the princess what to do.
He stopped as soon as he entered; the young princess was here, and he was going to speak ill of the prince consort.
"Just say what's on your mind. There's nothing Yun'er can't know. Whether it's good or bad, she has to know eventually."
Mo Yan never imagined that she would end up like the original owner, raising a little rabbit, a timid little rabbit who would burst into tears before even opening her mouth in an argument, losing before it even began.
Mo Yan would never allow herself to raise a child like that.
"Mother?" Zhang Yun looked at her mother with a blank expression. She held her mother's sleeve tightly. She was indeed a little scared, but she was no longer scared after holding her mother's hand.
"He's that concubine's brother. He's done a lot of things in the princess's name. He's supposed to be the princess's brother."
When he heard this, Leonardo DiCaprio almost spat it out.
Why is your face so big?
Who do you think you are? How did you become the princess's brother? The princess's brothers are the emperor, the princes, and the current kings. Who do you think you are?
"How dare he want to be my brother? Who gave him the audacity? Zhangqiu?"
Mo Yan laughed after hearing this, finding it utterly absurd. "What kind of things have they done? They must be severely punished. And that Zhang Qiu and his darling are no exception; they need no leniency."
Little Li glanced at the little princess, and really didn't know what to say. He thought to himself, "Princess, the little princess is still here. Can't you be a little less direct?"
Zhang Yun didn't actually have much feeling for that father; instead, she was somewhat worried. "Mother, won't what they're doing implicate you? Will my uncle... my grandfather be angry?"
I was supposed to call him "uncle," but the emperor wouldn't allow it, saying that would be too distant and I had to call him "uncle."
Zhang Yun always called him Imperial Uncle.
Mo Yan didn't expect the girl to think that way. She patted her head and said, "No, but I'm going to divorce my husband. What do you think?"
Mo Yan didn't think Zhang Yun was a child. She was twelve years old, which would have been enough for her to get engaged in ancient times. Besides, given the original owner's previous state, there were many things Zhang Yun might not have been unaware of.
Zhang Yun was stunned and speechless; she really couldn't say a word.
Although she knew that her father and mother had no feelings for each other, and that she was now taking advantage of her mother, she couldn't bring herself to say that she was happy.
She was unhappy, really unhappy. She actually hoped that her parents could be well and that she could get some of her father's affection, but she knew that there was no way, really no way.
She wasn't in her father's eyes at all, not from beginning to end.
He didn't know her birthday.
He didn't know what she liked.
She wanted to be close to him, but he refused.
It was as if her existence was a stain on her father's reputation, but...
Although it's rubbish, although I don't like it, although I'm disappointed, in the end... I'm still a little sad.
"Mother, I support you."
After a long while, Zhang Yun raised her head and looked at her mother, saying very seriously, "I support you, I want to follow you forever."
But after she was sad, she realized what she wanted.
She didn't want her mother to be sad, nor did she want her mother to suffer.
Although she didn't know what happened, she just felt that her mother had been wronged.
My mother is feeling very wronged.
So as long as Mom is happy, that's all that matters. Mom can do whatever she wants; she just wants to stay with Mom forever.
“Yun’er, I think you’re a big girl now. I want to talk to you about something, not that I want you to be obedient, but what you think. You need to tell me.”
Although I am your mother, I still hope you can understand that you are my daughter, but first and foremost, you are yourself.
What you think is very important. Although your mother may not always listen to you, you need to have your own ideas.
Mo Yan knew that the little girl was actually a bit confused, but that was okay; she could be taught slowly.
"Okay, I can't really explain it either. My mother used to tell me to listen to my father, because he was always right."
But sometimes I feel sad, I feel wronged, and I feel heartbroken.
I felt that if I was so heartbroken, my mother would be heartbroken too, and I didn't want her to be sad.
That was her simplest thought; to say she couldn't bear to leave Zhangqiu would be a lie.
Would you often think of a father who never cares about you, never thinks of you, and deliberately hopes for you?
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