Fearing that her mother might say something shocking again, those three days would be gone in a flash.
He Tian closed the door with a forced smile, not forgetting to place a stool outside the door.
To prevent the knife from getting tired of standing.
Daozi didn't say anything. He plopped down on the bench, not even glancing at He Tian.
"Creak—" The door was gently closed.
He Tian pulled his mother into the room.
Jiao'er followed suit.
Bai Ruixue stared blankly as they closed the door before snapping out of her daze. She walked over, pressed herself against the door, and listened quietly to their conversation.
“Mother, those thugs are watching right at the door. If you say you can’t borrow money, aren’t you just telling them we’re just stalling for time? Do you want to get your son killed? What will you do if your legs are broken? Mother, I was wrong. Please help me and go borrow the money, okay?”
He Tian knelt at Song's feet and rested his head on her knees.
An attempt to awaken Song's maternal love.
Clearly, this tactic worked.
Song sighed, stopped crying, and took out a handkerchief to wipe away her tears.
"Xiao Tian, even if I could help you borrow it, I couldn't borrow that much. That's two hundred and sixty-five taels! Where am I supposed to borrow it? Even if you sold me, I still couldn't get it." Madam Song was truly helpless.
She could manage to borrow ten or twenty taels, but two hundred taels was a different story.
There was absolutely no hope.
"I have an idea." Just as the atmosphere became tense.
The little girl spoke.
"My dear, tell me quickly, what's your plan?" He Tian stood up excitedly, hugged his daughter, and looked on with anticipation in his eyes.
“Look, the one in the courtyard, isn’t her father the village head? Although the houses in the village aren’t worth much, they can still be sold for some silver. Add the land, and if we borrow from the villagers, we should be able to scrape together a hundred taels, right? Our own daughter is pregnant, and the father isn’t going to help? What kind of grudge is that? The fact that she came all the way from the village to the town shows that her parents love her. We can’t raise more than two hundred taels, but ninety-five taels should be possible, right? We can mortgage this house to the gambling den, rent a place first, and use the remaining money to help my husband pass the imperial examination next year. Then we won’t have to worry about making a living!”
Jiao'er still held a sliver of hope for He Tian.
After all, she was pregnant, so even if she ran, she couldn't escape.
In addition, the indenture was still in the hands of the Song family.
All she could do was help He Tian and try to find a solution.
So she set her sights on Bai Ruixue.
"That's right, Xiaoxue! How could I forget about this? Xiaotian, go and comfort Xiaoxue, tell her to go back to her parents' home to borrow money. Just say it's for the sake of the child in her belly. The child can't be born without a father, can it? She won't just stand by and watch you fall into misery. Go, hurry up and comfort her."
Upon hearing Jiao'er's words, Song's face lit up with joy.
Let alone one hundred taels.
If Bai Ruixue's biological father borrowed money from that restaurant owner, he could get back even two hundred taels.
Then she'll be able to keep the house.
"Okay, I'll go right away." He Tian breathed a sigh of relief.
There was always a way. Although he knew in his heart that he would never pass the imperial examination, he couldn't say that to outsiders. He had to get through this first.
Bai Ruixue, who was outside the door, heard everything clearly.
The wooden door wasn't soundproof, and her breathing became rapid.
He Tian's footsteps reached the door, and Bai Ruixue quickly ran into the yard, sat on a stool, and pretended to be washing clothes.
"Xiaoxue—"
He Tian came out, his voice unusually gentle, but Bai Ruixue felt a pang of sadness in her heart.
This was the first time she had ever heard He Tian speak to her like that.
"Xiaoxue, can you help your husband? Just for our son's sake, go back to your parents' home and borrow money. Don't worry, as long as you help me, my heart will belong only to you from now on. I will never look at Jiao'er again. After she gives birth, I will raise her in your care. If you want her to give birth, she will give birth; if you want her to die, she will die. How about that?"
It has to be said that He Tian's words had Bai Ruixue firmly under his control.
She knew perfectly well that her in-laws were taking advantage of her.
But in order to win He Tian's heart, she still hesitated.
"Father can't do anything about so much money. Although he is the village head, our family is not that wealthy. Why don't you ask Mother to borrow some? And what about Jiao'er? Doesn't she have any family?"
The last sentence was said by Bai Ruixue on purpose.
She knew perfectly well that Jiao'er was a maid.
Where did these family members come from?
He Tian's eyes darkened, but the corners of his mouth remained upturned.
"What is Jiao'er? You are my lawfully wedded wife, He Tianming. If Jiao'er hadn't been pregnant, do you think I would have taken her in? Now that you are carrying my legitimate son, why would I still want her to be pregnant? Xiaoxue, please help your husband, okay?"
Seeing Xiaoxue's hesitant expression, and knowing that he had indeed neglected her recently, even though their relationship had improved somewhat, he still spent most of his evenings with Jiao'er.
A dark glint flashed in He Tian's eyes.
Compared to life, what is a precious child?
He simply grabbed Bai Ruixue and led her into the room.
Soon, some sounds came from inside the room.
Bai Ruixue is already three months pregnant.
The pregnancy was already stable.
She deliberately turned her voice up very loud, so that Madam Song and Jiao'er could hear it clearly.
The two men had different expressions.
Fifteen minutes later.
He Tian put on his clothes, went out of the room, and had a triumphant smile on his face.
That night, Jiao'er returned to He Tian's room to go to sleep, but as soon as she was about to sit down, he kicked her out.
Bai Ruixue brushed past her with a smug look on her face.
She closed the door.
Jiao'er didn't leave until she heard laughter and playfulness coming from inside.
She slept in Bai Ruixue's room, her eyes filled with venom.
"Just wait and see. Once my husband has used you up, I'll see how miserable you'll be!" she muttered to herself.
Thinking about this made my depressed mood much better.
The Yan family mansion at that time.
Yan Xia was strolling and eating with her children in the courtyard.
"Yuanshan is getting married the day after tomorrow. The shop and restaurant will be managed by Xiaoji and Jinyu. We'll go back to Baihua Village for the wedding banquet. Oh, by the way, there's a house at the end of the city that I want to give to Yuanshan. It's already been renovated and he can move in anytime."
These words left Jing Shui stunned. "Mother? What house?"
“Silly child, this is for your older brother. He will be working for me in town, and he’ll be traveling back and forth all the time, which is a lot of trouble. After you get married, let him move there with your mother and sister-in-law so you can visit your mother more often when you miss her.”
Although it's at the end of the city, it still takes almost 25 minutes to drive there.
But it's better than going back to the village.
That's much closer.
Wang Jingshui was moved to tears. "Mother, this is too much money. Thank you so much. You're so good to me. I'm so happy." Wang Jingshui knew that her mother-in-law had given her brother a house.
It was entirely for her sake.
Yan Xia smiled and took out a handkerchief, placing it in her youngest son's hand.
"Why are you crying again? You look like a little kitten. Changlu, here's a handkerchief for you. Wipe your wife's tears. Alright, you've finished explaining what needed to be explained. Go back to the third courtyard and get some sleep. Tomorrow, take care of the important matters. Remember, we're going back to Baihua Village the day after tomorrow."
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