Chapter 976 I Met You First
"Yes, children aren't born for their mothers. They're supposed to be there to carry on the family line, but most men, despite being fathers, just wash their hands of the responsibility and then blame their children for not being close to them when they get old."
Song Chunxue smiled faintly, “Parents, parents, father in front and mother behind, not because the father is capable and powerful, but because the father determined what kind of family this is.”
Sanwa nodded. "That makes sense."
"It's good that you're doing well now," much better than in your previous life, "so you should understand why I disliked your biological father so much now."
When asked about his father, Sanwa lowered his voice, "Is he alright now?"
“He’s doing very well. He’s the most promising Buddhist disciple in the capital. Don’t you think he’s good? There’s also a wealthy Taoist nun who’s as beautiful as a fairy and is still infatuated with him. He’s doing very well now, so you don’t need to worry.”
Song Chunxue lowered her head. "In my past life, his soul was incomplete, yet he was still annoying. Now that he's complete, he's still annoying to me."
Her preference for the eldest son stemmed from that regret.
Sanwa remained silent for a long time.
He remembers things from his childhood.
My parents don't get along well; they're not like other families where they're always laughing and talking.
At that time, they knew their father wasn't smart, but they also knew he wasn't good to their mother.
He probably came back last time because he felt guilty.
They were never the same person.
“My father died long ago, and we witnessed his burial. The grudges of the past are settled, and we shouldn’t dwell on them in this life.” Sanwa pressed down on Song Chunxue’s arm. “Lord Xie is a good person; let bygones be bygones.”
Looking at the handsome man with rosy lips and white teeth, Song Chunxue felt proud.
This is nothing like the Third Child who spent all his time either in the fields or wandering around the livestock pens.
It turns out that being a knowledgeable and reasonable mother can change the world for your child.
“Yes, you are all doing well now. I can raise you all by myself. I have long forgotten about the past. As long as you all live your lives well, I have no more worries.” Song Chunxue straightened his collar. “I may come and go unpredictably in the future, but you don’t need to worry about me.”
Sanwa's eldest daughter walked over, snuggled into Sanwa's arms, and looked at Song Chunxue curiously with her small eyes.
Song Chunxue couldn't help but pinch her nose. This child was indeed quite ugly when she was little, hahaha, she didn't look like her parents at all.
He does resemble the fourth brother quite a bit; people in the village used to gossip about it.
But the girl grew to look more and more like her father. It wasn't until she was fourteen that her squinty eyes turned into double eyelids, and it wasn't until after she gave birth that the bridge of her nose started to show curves. When she smiled, she looked exactly like her father.
I don't know why things are so ordinary now.
Actually, she wasn't ugly, it's just that the second daughter was too good-looking, and the third daughter was even fairer, with curly hair and a very endearing smile, which made the eldest daughter look a bit ugly.
But compared to those wrinkled, dark-skinned girls, the young woman was still very pretty.
Moreover, when I saw her this time, there was no sadness in her eyes, and her behavior was completely that of a child.
Song Chunxue felt much relieved.
For a child, not forgetting memories of a past life is painful and cruel; a little girl should be innocent and carefree.
She'll ask her senior brother for a talisman later so he can take a look at the girl.
The others, holding the second daughter's hand, looked around the courtyard, looking here and there.
That's just how people are; they just like things that look good.
Song Chunxue couldn't help but add, "Be nice to the eldest daughter. She's quiet by nature, and don't expect her to take care of her two younger sisters just because she's the eldest. She's still a child. You can take care of her and have the wet nurse look after her, but don't keep telling her that she's the eldest and should give way to her younger sisters, understand?"
Thinking back to how she treated her eldest brother, she added, "But don't spoil him too much. I went too far with how I treated your older brother, and now it's backfired on him."
Sanwa smiled, "I remember, Mother."
He couldn't remember much about what happened before.
"Alright, you'll definitely be busy tomorrow. Go down the mountain early, get some rest, and take good care of yourself. Don't compromise on things just because you're lazy. Don't drink unboiled water, and don't drink cold tea at night."
Seeing her own child, Song Chunxue, like any mother, couldn't help but give some instructions.
Then she came to the carriage and said, “I brought a lot of things from outside. Put them in the carriage and take them back with you. Share some with the children, and give some to the fourth and second sons as well. I’m not sure if I will come down the mountain this time. I may have to go on a long trip in a few days.”
Sanwa stared wide-eyed as she took basket after basket of things out of her storage ring.
“Sure enough, what those books say isn’t just baseless. Anything that the human mind can conceive of must have a source,” Sanwa exclaimed. “Mother is getting more and more amazing these days.”
Song Chunxue patted his shoulder, "Practice your sword skills well. When you can fly on a sword, I'll give you a storage ring."
Then she placed a jar of gold and silver in the car and sealed it with an ordinary wooden stopper.
"Mother, we have enough. Don't give me any more money." Sanwa said nervously in a low voice, "Did you go digging up graves again?"
"..." Song Chunxue sighed and laughed irritably, "I've only dug twice. Don't make it sound like I'm a grave robber who digs up graves every day. I stopped doing it three or four years ago."
Thinking of her senior brother's concerns, she solemnly explained, "Actually, we later returned the money. After all, even the dead have owners. If you borrow and return, it's not difficult to borrow again."
She only guessed that her senior brother had mentioned it casually; she never expected him to actually return it.
That makes sense, though. If he hadn't been desperate, why would he have thought of digging up graves?
Fortunately, he gave her those ten lucky charms.
The twists and turns of fate are truly wondrous.
His senior brother was like a guide sent by heaven, but a guide who was too kind-hearted.
"Oh right, I need to go and talk to Master Zhang. It's been so long since I've seen him, I miss him terribly." Sanwa turned around with the child in his arms. "Don't rush me away. Just get home before the city gates close, or it would be better if you stayed here tonight."
At this point, Sanwa's eyes lit up.
"Yes, Mother, please don't mind that we're crowding you. We won't bother you too much. We'll just take up two of your rooms for the night. The driver and guards can find somewhere else to sleep."
Song Chunxue was both amused and exasperated. "You make it sound so pitiful. It's not like I'm looking down on you. If you want to stay, then stay. There's room for you."
That evening, before going to bed, Sanwa brought a jar of wine to Master Zhang.
After a few rounds of drinks, Sanwa finally asked the question that had been bothering him for a long time.
"Master, I'm very curious, why did you insist on bringing my mother and Lord Xie together?" He looked down at the table and said gently, "At that time, I thought the three of you would be fellow disciples for life, and my mother was determined to no longer talk about personal feelings."
“I know that if it weren’t for your repeated matchmaking, even if she liked Lord Xie very much, she wouldn’t have confessed her feelings to him.”
Sanwa, his eyes still blurry with drunkenness, said in a hoarse voice tinged with sadness, "Daoist Master, we met you first."
PS: Sanwa only dared to ask this when he was drunk. From his perspective, the Taoist priest appeared like the gentlest and best father in the world, kind to them and to his mother. But because he knew he was a Taoist priest, he didn't dare to think about anything between him and his mother in private; he knew that would be blasphemous and disrespectful to the Taoist priest. Remember when in Li Family Village, the Taoist priest said he was going out to check things out to avoid suspicion, and the female lead sat in the courtyard waiting for him after washing her hair at night? I held back then, not daring to be more obvious, because of the female lead's status and situation, and because that person was such a kind Taoist priest. But that was the most emotionally moving moment I poured my heart into writing this book. But that unforgettable feeling was destined to dissipate, otherwise, it would just be a melodramatic novel. Their appearances weren't planned either, but each of them kept me up at night. (Sorry, I said so much because a reader said they had insomnia because of a novel. Sanwa doesn't dislike Master Xie, it's just that the Taoist priest appeared during their most difficult time, warming the heart of a boy who lost his father at a young age. If you don't like it, please don't criticize, just skip it.)
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