A wise child is better than his mother.
Ding Sheng rarely visited Jian Ning before. He took after his father: sensitive and suspicious. He looked down on others, yet was also afraid they would look down on him. He often retreated into his shell like a slug, cautiously observing the movements of those around him.
Today, he had gone out of his way to review his studies with Dabao. Chang had felt strange seeing him there, but she hadn't thought much of it. It wasn't until Ding Qiang got into trouble and he suddenly appeared out of nowhere and yelled at Jian Ning that she began to harbor doubts.
Chang, bearing the grief of losing her youngest son, watched the entire process with a cold eye. Ding Sheng's series of unusual behavior made her increasingly suspicious. In the afternoon, she went to work at Jian Ning's place. After learning that several assassins had died in the same manner as Ding Qiang, she became even more uneasy.
At night, she heard Ding Sheng tossing and turning on the bed in the inner room, and finally couldn't help but come over and ask him for everything.
Because she couldn't understand where Ding Sheng got the deadly poison!
In fact, when Chang decided to come to find Ding Sheng, she still held a glimmer of hope in her heart, hoping that everything was just her own guess. But at this moment, when she stood in front of Ding Sheng's bed and met the gaze of her eldest son, something in her heart seemed to collapse!
She looked at Ding Sheng deeply, then turned and was about to leave.
"Mom!" Ding Sheng called out in a low and sad voice, then rolled off the bed and knelt down holding Chang's legs.
Chang looked up and closed her eyes. She understood without further words. After a moment, she slowly turned her head. It was so difficult that her neck felt like a wooden wheel that had been abandoned for a thousand years, and it almost creaked.
"Let go!"
Her voice was soft and her eyes were cold to the bone.
Ding Sheng looked at his mother, tears streaming down his face. On this silent winter night, he hugged his mother's legs, shivering. In a trance, he felt a surge of panic sweeping through the thick night outside the window, seeping in through the window lattice and weighing heavily on his heart.
He felt despair, boundless despair!
"Mother! You have already lost one son. Are you going to lose another one?" he asked in a trembling voice.
"Mother, please don't abandon your son. From now on, I will study hard and earn you endless wealth and glory."
"Mom, you must never give up on your son!"
He burst into tears, hugged Chang's legs tightly, and lowered his head.
After a long time, Chang's voice sounded above his head.
"The worst thing I've done in my life wasn't marrying your father, but..." Chang's words seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, "Sending you to school!"
The determination and coldness in her words were like a whip soaked in water, lashing Ding Sheng's heart fiercely. He was unwilling to accept it, he was really unwilling to accept it!
"Mom!" He suddenly roared, "You can't ruin your son's future with your own hands! You can't, you can't! Your son will hate you forever! He will hate you forever, Mom!"
Daya and Xiaoya were awakened, and they didn't know what had happened. Daya hugged Xiaoya tightly, and the two girls hid under the quilt, listening to the movements in the inner room with their ears pricked up, not daring to make a sound.
"Whatever you want." Chang pulled out one foot and kicked him down with another.
She no longer wanted to ask how he got the poison and why he killed the five assassins, let alone know.
This son is useless. If she supports him to continue his studies, and he really becomes an official in the future, who knows how many innocent people will suffer from it.
She would rather support him for nothing, even if he did nothing. As long as she lived, she would support him. When she died, her two daughters would support him if they wanted to, and if they didn't, they would have no choice but to let him go, life or death!
That night, Ding Sheng sat on the bed with the quilt until dawn.
At daybreak, he got out of bed, washed his face, packed his schoolbag, skipped breakfast, and headed straight to town for school. He stopped riding in the carriage and walked every morning and evening, never talking to anyone and spending his days alone.
Chang also worked for Jian Ning as usual, but she spoke less. Sometimes it was rare to hear her say a word all day long. She worked more efficiently than before, like a top, never having a moment of rest all day long.
Tian and the others thought she was like this because she had lost her husband and son one after another. However, Jian Ning guessed something when she saw that Ding Sheng no longer took her carriage to and from school. She decided to have a good talk with Chang.
Before finishing work in the evening, Jian Ning said she was going to take a look at the half hectare of fertile farmland awarded to their family by the government. However, after she left, she went to the sweet potato field, which was the only way for Tian and Chang to go home.
The sweet potatoes had all been harvested, and Jian Ning had replanted the land with easy-to-grow medicinal herbs. Tian and Chang came over and saw her. Tian asked loudly, "Didn't you go to look after that half a hectare of land? Why are you here again?"
"I suddenly remembered that I needed some aloe vera to make the pills, so I came over to cut some." Jian Ning transplanted some aloe vera from the herb room into the field. This plant is easy to grow and has anti-infection effects. It can clear away heat and reduce fire, detoxify and reduce inflammation. It can also promote wound healing and reduce the formation of scars.
Every time she applied scar glue on Erniu and Sanniu's faces, it contained a large amount of aloe vera.
Tian didn't understand what was going on and thought she was really here to cut aloe vera. Chang knew the truth and guessed that Jian Ning was probably waiting here to block her.
"You go first. I have a few words to say to Sister Jian." Chang asked Tian to go first. Tian mistakenly thought that she wanted to ask Jian Ning for her wages. She might feel embarrassed to say it in front of her, so she left first with a smile.
After she walked away, Chang didn't even look at Jian Ning. Her eyes fell on the aloe vera with tender yellow petals, and her voice was ethereal and vague.
"Don't worry, I won't give him another chance to harm anyone, nor will I pay him the tuition for the second half of the year. I'll just pretend I never gave birth to him."
Jian Ning lowered his head, sighed, then raised his eyes again and followed her gaze. "I still say the same thing. If you have any difficulties, please tell me at any time. I will definitely help you if I can."
Hearing this, Chang turned her gaze and looked at her, "Thank you very much. I'm grateful that you're willing to employ me. If it weren't for my two daughters, I wouldn't have the nerve to continue working for you."
"I know." Jian Ning also turned his gaze and met her eyes. "Don't think too much. In my heart, you and Sister Tian have the same weight. You are both my good sisters. Sons and daughters are all the same. As long as you raise your daughter well, she will be equally useful and reliable in the future."
I don’t know if it’s Jane Ning’s psychological effect, but when she looks at Chang, she feels that the bitter expression on her face has faded away.
"Raise your two daughters well, and you will have good fortune in the future."
"Yeah." Chang nodded, a faint smile curling up at the corner of her lips, "Then I'll be leaving."
Jian Ning looked at her back. She walked calmly and firmly. No matter how many hardships life gave her, she remained tenacious and strong.
She admires such women.
Not until the dusk and Chang's back gradually merged into one did Jian Ning turn around and walk briskly towards his own farmyard with wooden gate.
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