After leaving the human trafficking shop, the road back became much more lively.
Inside the carriage, Granny Zhang observed Qiu Ye through the crack in the window. Seeing that she was behaving properly, she nodded, but her face still showed worry.
"My lady, since you already know that Qiuye is being hunted down by enemies, why...?"
Zhen Wanwan smiled and replied, "Is Granny wondering why I'm keeping them around and causing myself trouble?"
Granny Zhang nodded, indicating her confusion, while Zhen Wanwan's face revealed a mischievous glint.
"Because we're the Avengers! Don't you find that funny, Granny?"
Granny Zhang didn't understand what the Avengers were, but the word "revenge" reminded her of her own family's situation.
Zhenniangzi is kind-hearted. She kept her and Rou'er around because she knew about the hatred between them.
I suppose the lady acted out of kindness this time...
Zhang Mama stopped thinking about it. Her mistress didn't mind their troubles, so why should she question her mistress's decision?
A-Yue sat quietly outside the carriage the whole time. She had practiced martial arts and had heard every word of the conversation between Zhen Wanwan and Granny Zhang.
At this moment, she was also marveling at how kind-hearted her mistress was, wondering whether it was a good thing or a bad thing!
After all, her former master's methods were outrageous. Only her own wife could probably control such a cold-blooded and ruthless man!
As the sun sets, everyone's shadows are stretched long, yet they appear perfectly harmonious.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, three years have passed.
The back garden.
Watching Tianbao running wildly around the yard, Zhen Wanwan rubbed her head in exasperation.
"Sweetie, slow down, be careful not to trip!"
Zhen Wanwan loudly reminded him from the pavilion in the back garden.
Before she turned two, Tianbao was well-behaved and acted like a little lady. But after Zhang Qinghuai and Fang Kang'an came here, she became a completely different person, noisy and fussy.
These two are like lapdogs, always sticking to Tianbao, spoiling and indulging her, and willingly letting her be bullied.
At first, Zhen Wanwan would try to educate him, but she gradually realized that it was a matter of mutual consent, and she couldn't interfere.
Two years ago, Old Mrs. Zhang moved into the house next door with her family. Half a month later, Madam Fang Er came to Anqing Prefecture with her children.
Fang Kang'an was the child that Zhen Wanwan delivered for Madam Fang the Second. He was healthy, chubby, and looked very festive.
Zhang Qinghuai's leg was also healed by her, and now he can jump and hop around. You can't even tell that his leg was broken before.
Because they were all the same age, the children could play together, and they would play and frolic in the yard, which was very joyful.
Except for Zhang Qinghuai, who is old enough to go to school with Yuan Huizhou.
During the day, only three little kids—Guai Bao, Tian Bao, and Fang Kang'an—play together.
However, although Guaibao was only four years old, he was like an adult, doing things in a very methodical way, and gradually Fang Kang'an stopped playing with him.
At this moment, Zhen Wanwan is leisurely lying on a recliner in the pavilion, with various fresh fruits placed beside her.
At the table, Guai Bao was holding a book and reading it seriously.
Looking at her son, Zhen Wanwan felt deeply hurt. Ever since her son was one and a half years old and could speak in complete sentences, Zhu Yuan had been teaching him to read. In just one month, he had memorized the Three Character Classic perfectly.
Zhen Wanwan still remembers the scene of her baby shaking his head and silently reading in front of her and Zhu Yuan, and her jaw almost dropped in surprise.
As the mother, she probably knows fewer traditional Chinese characters than her baby does.
For a period of time, she was deeply discouraged and studied hard for half a year, only to find that her son still knew a little more than her.
Seeing that her son was always a little better than her, Zhen Wanwan completely gave up.
She has long lost her dignity as a mother, so why bother to make things difficult for herself!
Guai Bao is clearly a filial child. Knowing that his mother loves learning but doesn't like reading, he sits next to Zhen Wanwan with a book every day and reads it aloud.
At first, Zhen Wanwan felt that she should give her child a sense of accomplishment and cooperated very well, but gradually she got tired of listening to her.
After enduring it for forty or fifty times, she angrily handed the storybook to her son, telling him to read it to him whenever he was around her.
At this moment, the adorable child solemnly recited from the storybook: "...Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, never underestimate a young man's potential, today I, Long Aotian, annul your engagement..."
Zhen Wanwan closed her eyes and enjoyed the grapes Rou'er handed her, while listening to her darling read the storybook in a serious tone.
This scene drew scorn from the newly arrived Madam Fang. How could she have never noticed before that her younger sister was so shameless, letting a four-year-old child read such nonsense!
Aren't they afraid of corrupting the children?
But after she reminded him, the boy said in a serious tone that a son's duty is to make his mother happy.
Even Prince Jing felt the same way, wishing he could take over the task of reading the storybook from his beloved son and read it himself.
These people are all so unreliable; she's really worried about what kind of jokes they'll make after Prince Jing ascends the throne.
As if sensing something, Zhen Wanwan opened one eye and saw Zhang Zhelan's helpless face. She waved with a smile and said, "Sister Lan, you're here! Come in and sit down!"
Looking at the unreliable Zhen Wanwan, Zhang Zhelan felt a headache coming on. She shook her head and sat down as Zhen Wanwan suggested.
The little girl stood up and bowed politely: "Hello, Aunt Lan!"
Zhang Zhelan gently rubbed Guabao's little head and said, "Good boy/girl, your mother and I have something to talk about. How about you go out and play with your younger brothers and sisters for a while?"
Zhang Zhelan knew that Guaibao had been different from other children since he was a child, and she did not think of any other reason to transfer him away.
Guai Bao glanced at Zhen Wanwan and, after receiving her permission, slowly went to find Tian Bao and Zhang Kang'an with her hands behind her back.
Looking at such a sensible and well-behaved child, Zhang Zhelan was extremely envious. If this were her child, she would probably love her so much!
"You really are something. The child is so young, how can you let him read you those indecent stories? Aren't you afraid of corrupting the child?"
What about talented scholars and beautiful women, what about a loser's rise to success, what about a peasant's son becoming the top scholar in the imperial examination...
Zhen Wanwan picked a grape and handed it to Zhang Zhelan, then picked another one for herself and put it in her mouth.
He then replied leisurely, "I just think my little one is mature for his age, unlike a typical child who's always so lively..."
"So you just let him read these storybooks?" Zhang Zhelan glared at her, annoyed.
Zhen Wanwan shut her mouth. She never expected that her understanding and caring older sister, who used to be so kind and considerate, would become so talkative after having a child.
Seeing her defiant look, Zhang Zhelan sighed inwardly. Oh well, she could just keep a closer eye on the child in the future; she couldn't let the child really go astray.
"Do you know that King Jing has won another battle and should be on his way back now!"
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