Chapter 726 You Want to Get Rid of Me
After the second son got drunk and cried his fill, Song Chunxue carried him home.
She sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her second son for a long time, letting her tears flow freely.
She used to think that crying was a sign of weakness, but now she wants to let her emotions run free.
If you cry this time, you won't feel sad and shed tears over this again next time.
Otherwise, if you hold it in this time, you'll only feel worse next time you encounter the same thing.
Sometimes, tears are a reward.
She discovered in her past life that when she was very sad, crying alone for a while would make her feel much better, and then she would inexplicably burst into laughter.
Since starting over, she has spent the most time with the third and fourth sons, and has also had some arguments with the eldest son. The biggest conflict she had was with Hongying, but she is the most estranged from the second son.
He's a bit clever, and he's bold enough to fight for his own opportunities. With that kind of personality, he's unlikely to suffer losses outside, so his mother should be happy.
Song Chunxue looked up and laughed at herself, thinking that she used to be a petty mother, and that she was only angry with her child because of her.
When she regretted having so many children, she never asked if they regretted being born into the Jiang family and becoming her children.
If everything had to be judged as right or wrong for it to exist, then perhaps no one in the world could have survived from generation to generation to this day, and it would probably be impossible to have enough ancestors for eighteen generations.
She took out a handkerchief and wiped the tears from her second son's eyelashes. For the first time, she looked at him seriously. Thinking back on his life, her second son was the most ambitious and the one who wanted to make a name for himself the most.
Anyone can say he's selfish and strong-willed, but she, as his mother, should be the one who most wants him to have a good life.
Actually, in his previous life, during the years he was bedridden, his second son visited him once.
The second son was already old by then. Although the two of them could start arguing after only a few words, she heard him chatting with the third son and his wife. He always talked about his childhood and regretted not staying closer to home.
At that time, she forgave the second son.
No, she forgave him much earlier. Otherwise, she wouldn't have kept urging Sanwa to write to Lao Er in the first few years after his marriage to inquire about his well-being.
Back then, she was constantly on edge, and the endless farm work and housework weighed her down. When she was working hard, she would always dwell on the past and complain about this and that before she was satisfied.
If she had cultivated herself back then, understood that one should not seek things from external sources, and treated herself like an obedient child, that would have been wonderful.
And the eldest brother.
Thinking about it carefully, the current boss is a bit pitiful.
She was the one who corrupted the eldest son, but in the end, she blamed all the mistakes on him.
Next time, she will give her eldest son another chance, allowing him to feel wronged, shed tears, and cry his heart out.
After all, he was the child she loved most in her past life; how could she be so heartless to him?
After an unknown amount of time, the second son fell into a deep sleep, and Song Chunxue's heart was as calm as still water.
She left the handkerchief beside her second son, covered him with a blanket, and quietly left.
Standing in the courtyard, listening to the sound of the breeze rustling through the leaves, she finally understood the three realms of seeing mountains as mountains and water as water that she had read about two years ago.
The first level: Seeing mountains as mountains and water as water.
The second level: Seeing mountains not as mountains, seeing water not as water.
The third level: Seeing mountains as mountains and water as water.
When she first saw those words that were like a riddle, she thought some people were just pretending to be profound and playing with ordinary people. Later, she realized they made sense, but she couldn't understand them and felt anxious and impatient.
At that time, she even pounded her head and scolded herself for being stupid. Although she recognized many words, she did not understand their meanings, and she cried because of her own anger.
But today, she suddenly felt that she seemed to understand the meaning of these three realms through her child.
Indeed, people still need to be literate and read. Even if you don't understand some profound truths, you can learn them through experience, and eventually you will understand them on your own without having to ask others for help.
Like in her past life, if anyone were to talk to her about the three realms of life, she would definitely scold them, saying, "So what if you're educated? You can make even a fart sound sweet."
If she were illiterate, she wouldn't even know how to write the three characters "Master Xie".
Turning her head to look at the other side of the wall, she couldn't help but smile, thinking that she was able to figure this out, perhaps thanks to Lord Xie.
If she hadn't started thinking about the next few decades for another person, she wouldn't have understood that a mother and child ultimately need to be well so that they won't be afraid of being abandoned.
Now that her children have grown up, started their own families, and are living their own lives, a mother's heart has found its home...
With that thought in mind, she had already arrived at Xie Zheng's door.
"Knock knock knock".
Soon, the door opened from the inside.
Liu Chunshu rubbed his eyes, stepped out the door, and looked like he was in a hurry to leave.
"You're finally back. I thought you'd already grown tired of my Lord Xie."
He pulled Song Chunxue outside the door and whispered, "I'm going back to sleep with my wife tonight. The housekeeper is too old to stay with the adults. Besides, he'll be even happier if you come."
"If you need anything, just call out at the door. There are still people keeping watch every night. It's not easy for the adults to drink water or go to the toilet when they are injured."
"The adult is shy and easily embarrassed, so don't help him. Just stay with him. The soft couch is covered with a layer of wool felt, which is neither too soft nor too hard. If he is uncomfortable, we can change it tomorrow."
Listening to Liu Chunshu's detailed arrangements, Song Chunxue understood that Lord Xie would take him by his side.
"Okay, I understand. You can go now."
Liu Chunshu took two steps forward and asked softly, "If I sleep in the bed, will it affect his wound?"
Liu Chunshu instantly snapped back to reality, pulled back his leg, and looked at her with a mischievous grin, his hands unconsciously slipping into his sleeves.
"I almost forgot, you can also go to bed. How stupid of me."
He chuckled and said, "Whether it has an impact or not, I think you should ask the adults."
He said seriously, "Don't you dare bully my father. He's very old-fashioned. He blushes like a new bride after just a few words. He can't handle being teased while he's recovering, or something bad will happen."
Song Chunxue nodded, "That's true. I was just asking. You can go back now."
Liu Chunshu nodded and said "Okay," then quickly walked out.
"Don't worry, good things come to those who wait. I had another doctor come to check on the injury today, and he said it's nothing serious, so don't worry."
Song Chunxue wanted to say that she wasn't worried, as Liu Chunshu had already disappeared.
She went into the room and closed the door.
The hot water in the basin was still steaming. Song Chunxue washed her hands and went into the inner room.
Xie Zheng leaned against the headboard reading a book, with a candle placed on a small round table very close to the bed.
Have you eaten?
He put down his book, rubbed his eyes, and realized it was getting late and he should rest.
"Yes, I've eaten. Are you feeling better today? If it hurts too much, I'll wipe the area around the wound with warm water to relieve the pain."
Song Chunxue took out a bag of candy and handed it to him, "Want one?"
Xie Zheng thought to himself, "At such an old age, doesn't his tooth hurt if he still eats candy at night?"
But he still reached out and grabbed one. "You don't need to stay here. Let's just talk."
Looking at the flickering candlelight, Song Chunxue sat on the low stool by the bed and glanced at him sideways. "What, are you afraid I'll affect your wound healing? Chunshu even prepared bedding for me, and you want to kick me out?"
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