Chapter 64: Stay Steady (Part 2)
In Rongguo Mansion, Jia Zheng's face was covered with blood from his nose. Not only was one of his eyes swollen at a visible speed, but his teeth were also bleeding in many places and two of them were loose.
Oh my! Grandmother Jia was so distressed. "How could you hit your own brother like this, you evil creature? Are you going to beat him to death? Do you still have your ancestors in your eyes, or do you still have me, your old mother?"
"...Why don't you ask him what he did and what he said?"
Jia She was filled with resentment, sadness and anger that had not been vented. He screamed, "Old lady," he never wanted to call her mother again, "You are biased, I admit it, but you said that I don't have ancestors in my eyes. I, Jia She, don't admit it. You should ask your good second son whether he has the ancestors of the Jia family in his eyes and whether he regards me as his brother."
His eyes were red, and he clutched his chest. "My son died, and my wife also died in childbirth. I will never get over what happened that day. Is he my brother? Ask him what he is talking about?"
Jia She tried hard to hold on and not fall down, and glared at Jia Zheng, "Besides being a bully at home, what else can you do? People are treating you like a fool, and you are still laughing foolishly, thinking you are in control of everything? Pah!
What do you mean you can study? Have you ever passed the imperial examination?
You have been in the Ministry of Industry for so many years. What else have you done besides drinking tea and reading court newspapers? "
He almost yelled the last sentence.
Jia Zhen, who had rushed over, saw Jia She clutching his chest, using all his strength to suppress his trembling and control his body. He was startled and hurried forward to support him, "Uncle She, let's go and burn some incense for Aunt and Brother Hu."
When he was young, he only felt sorry for his younger brother and was not affected by his aunt's difficult childbirth.
But now that it was his mother's turn, Jia Zhen realized how painful it would be to be a close relative.
Moreover, Uncle She not only lost his wife that day, but also his son.
Jia Zhen held Jia She tightly, feeling that he was the one who was most seriously injured in the fight, and hurriedly said, "They will also be sad to see you like this."
“…”
With great sadness and despair in Jia She's eyes, he pushed Jia Zhen away and staggered out towards the ancestral hall, where his ancestors, his father, his wife, and his son were.
All those who felt sorry for him were there.
Jia Zhen followed him from a distance and did not allow the servants to follow too closely. He watched him go all the way to the ancestral hall in Ningguo Mansion, and hurriedly waved his hands to ask people around him to stay away.
The door of the ancestral hall was opened by Jia She, but he closed it again as quickly as possible. Not long after, loud crying was heard from inside.
Jia Zhen sighed slightly, thinking it was good that he could cry. He tried to avoid it from the other side, but he didn't expect to run into his son who was happily walking towards his mother after school.
"Rong'er."
"Father!"
Jia Rong was no longer as afraid of his father as before. Hearing this, he hurried over and asked, "What's wrong with you..."
Just when he was about to ask you why you were here, he seemed to hear a voice, "Father, in the ancestral hall..."
"It's your Uncle She from the West Mansion."
Jia Zhen didn't want to say it at first, but something happened at home, and his son could no longer be ignorant as before. "He was crying for his wife who died in childbirth and his son who drowned."
Jia Rong: “…”
I was very shocked. It wasn't a festival, but it seemed like they were celebrating the day of the dead?
Uncle Lian never celebrated his birthday because of his deceased mother and brother, but wasn't Uncle Lian's birthday on the ninth day of the first lunar month? It had already been almost ten days.
"Uncle She...are you angry with the old lady again?"
Jia Rong pointed to the west and asked his father secretly.
"I was angry, but I was also saddened by the scene."
Jia Zhen lifted his sleeves and showed his son the purple patch on his arm. "If it weren't for your uncle She who stopped me today, I would have killed someone."
He slowly recounted what happened today, "...Rong'er, your father is useless. He was bullied at home, but he doesn't even know who the enemy is."
Jia Rong: “…”
He saw that his father's eyes were red, and thinking of his grandmother's current situation, he couldn't help but clench his hands tightly.
"But I will remember today's vengeance, and you should remember it too."
Jia Zhen listened to the crying coming from the ancestral hall and said in a deep voice, "The Ning and Rong mansions, two generations of four dukes, as their descendants, we should not be like this."
It is a joke to place your hopes on the emperor and the emperor emeritus, and to take care of them out of gratitude for your ancestors' kindness.
Jia Zhen now hated himself for not being smart enough. If he had his father's ability, who would dare to bully him like this? Unfortunately, the Jia family was too deeply involved in the army. In order to reassure the two superiors, his father not only did not inherit the title, but also did not stay at home. Otherwise, why would it be like this? Jia Zhen missed his father very much, and he was full of depression but had no place to vent.
"Rong'er, you need to study hard and become a person like your grandfather, who makes people afraid to act rashly just by standing there."
Jia Rong: “…”
He pursed his lips and said nothing.
Everyone says that my grandfather is powerful, but doesn’t he still have to tie himself up in the Taoist temple?
Now he has gone on the road of seeking immortality and will never return, leaving behind his grandmother and his entire family.
He doesn't want to be like his grandfather who only knows how to escape. He wants to be better than his grandfather.
"Your grandmother doesn't know about the two midwives yet," Jia Zhen said, not knowing his son was refutinating him in his mind, "Go over there to eat, but don't let anything slip."
"…My son knows."
Jia Rong hesitated for a moment, "Has the family already hired another midwife?"
"Yes."
Jia Zhen sighed, "It's just that your grandmother is old, and giving birth to your aunt was a big hurdle, and the newly-married one..."
"Grandma said that my aunt's birthday should be in early April."
Jia Rong said, "Today is March 19th. If Grandmother can keep herself stable, can we train another midwife that she is familiar with and can trust?"
This? Jia Zhen looked at his son's clear eyes and swallowed his saliva. "Do you think your grandmother can keep it stable?"
"For my aunt, even if I can't keep my balance, I will force myself to keep it stable."
This this?
It seems to make some sense.
His mother is very powerful.
Jia Zhen exhaled and inhaled deeply, "Then tomorrow, when we can no longer hide it, you..."
"Let me tell you."
Jia Rong did not make things difficult for his father, and agreed on his own, "Don't worry, father. I will watch and tell you."
"Okay! Very good!"
Jia Zhen patted his son's shoulder excitedly, and said with great relief, "As long as you can help your grandmother survive this disaster, I will give you the hot spring villa in the suburbs of Beijing as a reward."
Jia Rong: “…”
His father's brain is really not working very well.
"You should still show your filial piety to your grandmother!" He said, "Last time, my grandmother said that she would live in a hot spring resort this winter and learn how to swim there. I will go there and learn as well."
Jia Zhen: “…”
He hasn't learned any of it.
Huh? Now is not the time to dwell on this issue. As long as everything is fine, anything is fine.
"Okay, you didn't want it."
Relaxing, he quickly drove people away, "Go quickly, or your grandmother will be anxious."
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