The grandson was very good at studying, so he taught him everything he knew, and the child had a photographic memory. For the sake of his grandson's future, he had to move out of the house and live separately.
If he stayed here any longer, his grandson might die.
Naituanzi, led by his grandmother, also left the Wenjunhou Mansion. The work had been done and it was time to go back.
Old Mrs. Wen watched the third son and his family walk out the door without even turning their heads. She felt a huge sinking feeling in her heart. There was wind blowing and snow falling.
He fell ill as soon as he returned, and Wen Jun hurriedly looked for doctors and medicine everywhere.
Old Mrs. Wen has been in a deep sleep and all the famous doctors in the capital have come to see her, but they are helpless.
I asked the imperial physician to see me, but there was nothing he could do.
She had no fever or other symptoms, she just fell into a deep sleep.
Old Mrs. Wen had a very long dream while she was sleeping. In the dream, she killed Aunt Yao's child. Unexpectedly, the child's soul did not leave the house. Instead, when she gave birth to her third child, it merged with another soul and entered her belly.
In the dream, Aunt Yao told her: "Li'er is not only your child, but also mine. It is right to let them go. Only by leaving the Wen family can they have their own world.
You tortured them for so many years, and I was not happy to see you, but sad. If I hadn't insisted on doing it, Li'er wouldn't be living like this now.
He was extremely intelligent and very good at reading and writing, but unfortunately he failed to pass the imperial examination. If he had been raised by you, perhaps he would have had a different life.
Those people bullied him and I couldn't help. You don't know how much it hurt me. That's the child I raised with great effort, and I don't want him to suffer."
In her dream, she listened to Aunt Yao's words and felt so ashamed that she could not say anything and could only cry.
Crying non-stop.
It seemed as if she wanted to cry out all the grievances she had suffered in her life, but who had given her these grievances?
If she had not killed Aunt Yao's son, would her third child have been taken away?
If the third child had not been taken away, she would definitely not have spoiled the second child, let alone turned the second child into a gambler.
Unfortunately, there are no ifs in the world.
She was responsible for all this.
She also dreamed of the damn Old Master Wen in her dream. He stared at her without saying a word, just staring at her menacingly.
After staring at him for a long time, he snorted viciously and turned away.
Then two people came over, whose faces could not be seen clearly, and sent her back.
She woke up with a start and saw the eldest brother's family and the second brother's family in the house, but the third brother's family was missing. Her eyes were red, but she didn't cry.
She figured it out. It was her own fault that the third brother didn't like her. All she wanted was to know that their family was living a good life.
"Boss! Where are your third brother and his family placed?"
Wen Junhou was stunned: "I haven't sent anyone to inquire yet. My son is only concerned about his mother's illness."
Old Mrs. Wen looked at her eldest son with disappointment: "You are confused! Mom's illness is important, but your third brother's matter is not important?
You have been worshipped by him for so many years, and you knew he was in danger, but you just stood by and watched. Are you worthy of being the eldest brother? Sending someone to inquire about your third brother is just a matter of talking. You can't even do this, which really disappoints mother. "
"Mom! I'll send someone to find out right away." Wen Junhou rarely saw his old mother speak so harshly, and he felt uneasy.
Old Madam Wen shook her head and said, "Forget it. From now on, I will personally take care of your third brother's affairs. You all can go now! I will be alone for a while."
Wen Laoer knelt down crying, "Mom! I don't want to leave home, and I don't want to leave you!"
Old Madam Wen threw back the quilt, got out of bed, picked up the cane beside her, and threw it at him without hesitation: "If you don't leave, I will beat you to death.
You sold the opportunity that your third brother had worked so hard to find for 1.5 million taels, and you still have the nerve to stay in the mansion? Get out! Don't come back casually in the future. Wait until your mother dies before you come to kowtow and cry for her."
After a few hits, the old lady was out of breath and sweating. She felt much more refreshed and sat down to rest.
I don't know why a good family has become like this. What's the point of being competitive all your life? In the end, she still lost.
If her son is not a good person, what good can she do no matter how capable she is? She will eventually grow old.
"Mother!" The second son of the Wen family did not dare to come forward. He knelt at the door and cried loudly, reporting the news he had found out while crying, "Mother! I dare not do it anymore. I really don't dare. My third brother rented a house in Xicheng and even found a beautiful sister.
The third brother borrowed money from a friend and sent Fei Ge'er to a private school. It happened to be the Tongsheng exam. Fei Ge'er was so smart that he passed it in one go. "
"real?"
A swollen face from being beaten emerged in Old Mrs. Wen's mind. That child should be Fei Ge'er, the eldest grandson of the third brother and her great-grandson.
"Really." Wen Lao Er knew very well what the old lady liked to hear, and had already sent people to keep an eye on her. "Fei Ge'er's teacher said that if the timing was not wrong, he could definitely take part in the college entrance examination.
I went there too late, so I didn’t take part in the Tongsheng exam, and couldn’t take part in the academy exam. I was delayed all the way back and forth.”
Old Mrs. Wen remained silent, the pain in her heart becoming even greater, and then a continuous pain emerged.
"It was my mother's fault. I shouldn't have suppressed the third child's family. What a good child, so smart. He passed the Tongsheng exam at the age of eleven and could even take the college entrance exam. It's a pity that he was a step late and was delayed by my mother.
"Eldest son! Second son! The children must study hard. We can't expect them to become the top scholar, but at least one of them should become a juren, right?"
Wen Junhou nodded: "Yes, I will listen to my mother."
The second son of the Wen family secretly looked up at his mother and whispered, "If our second branch is separated, the children's studies will be delayed."
"Then I'll separate the yard where you and the eldest brother live with a wall. The house is divided, and it's not appropriate for you to eat together. Second brother! This is the greatest tolerance your mother can give you.
Learn from your third brother! When people are in trouble, they can unleash their potential strength. If you live too comfortably, what else can you do except spend your time in debauchery?
With your mother here, she can help you think of solutions and clean up your mess. If she were gone, who would you expect to clean up your mess?
Your eldest brother has his own difficulties. Your third brother did not grow up with you, so you do not have such a deep relationship with him. "
Wen Laoer thought of the words that Wen Jiangli had written on the route map, and he was very grateful. That day, he took the route map and told the gambling house owner the same words.
Fearing that they would go back on their word, he asked them to write a document stating that whether they could gain anything from going to Kunlun Mountain had nothing to do with him.
The gambling house owner refused to write it at first, so he took the route map back.
"If you don't write it clearly, I can't give it to you. I will pay you back the 1.5 million taels of silver slowly. At worst, I can pay you back with my life."
He was not a fool, so he naturally knew the real intention of the gambling house owner. What he wanted was the road map in his hand. Although he didn't know what the map was about, it must be worth a lot of money to make the gambling house owner make such a big fuss to plot against him.
Later, the gambling house owner wrote a receipt, and the two exchanged it, and both felt relieved.
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