This puzzled Wang Ping greatly. He was already so hungry, so why was his mother still waiting?
"What is Mother waiting for?"
Grandma Wang looked mysteriously, her gaze fixed outside. "I'm waiting for Mo Lan. It's not that I don't like her, but I'm testing her now, wanting to see if she can truly take care of you in the long run,"
Hearing this, Wang Ping was overjoyed and looked at the old lady with great delight, "Mother, is what you're saying true?"
Wang Ping's joy was impossible to hide, which made the old lady even angrier.
She's just a woman, how could she make him so happy? Shouldn't the most important person be his mother?
“Of course,” Old Mrs. Wang said, gritting her teeth in anger.
This Mo Lan cannot be allowed to stay! Otherwise, it will interfere with my son's studies.
"Okay, then our son will wait too."
Old Mrs. Wang's temper was really flaring up.
Even my son said to wait?
Mo Lan arrived at this time, bringing some prepared food and other dishes.
Upon arriving at their home, Wang Ping quickly came out. Seeing how tired she looked, he immediately asked with concern, "Miss Mo Lan, why do you look so tired today? I've never seen you like this before."
Of course I hadn't seen her before; she used to fly over there.
Mo Lan thought about buying an oxcart, as she definitely couldn't afford a horse-drawn carriage.
"I didn't take the carriage today, I walked here, and I'm a bit tired. Has Young Master Wang Ping eaten yet?"
Judging from his appearance, it seems he doesn't have it.
"I've never been waiting for you."
These words made Mo Lan very happy, her heart filled with sweetness, as if she had eaten honey.
"Shall we go in then?"
Mo Lan brought the food in and heated it up for them.
When Old Mrs. Wang saw this, she was very angry. "Why did you buy it outside? It's such a waste of money. You should pay for it."
Mo Lan was about to give it to them when she suddenly realized that she had no income and that she needed to save the money for cooking.
"Auntie, I'm sorry, I didn't bring any money this time."
But if Wang Ping needs anything, I can bring it with me next time.
Mo Lan herself didn't realize there was anything wrong with it, as if it was perfectly natural for them to ask her for money.
Old Mrs. Wang, of course, wouldn't stand on ceremony. "I'll take the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, plus fifty taels of silver. My son is going to discuss literature with his friends."
Hearing his mother's matter-of-fact tone, Wang Ping felt something was amiss. "Mother, this is not right. Miss Mo Lan has given us a lot of money."
Old Mrs. Wang glared at him. "What's wrong with that? You saved her in the mountains, so you should repay the life-saving grace."
"Without my son, you would be dead, wouldn't you?"
Mo Lan nodded after hearing this; it was indeed true. She didn't even consider that she had only been checking if the man would save her; she wasn't actually injured.
"Auntie is right, that's true. But is saving people for reward?"
I gave him two hundred taels in total. That's how I repay his life-saving debt, isn't it?
Mo Lan was unwilling to attribute her sacrifices to the life-saving grace.
If it was a life-saving grace, then what was her relationship with Wang Ping?
The old lady's face changed immediately. What did this woman mean? Was she unwilling to admit it?
"you……"
“Auntie, I’m here because Wang Ping and I are in love and have made a vow to grow old together. I’ve come to ask Wang Ping if he has ever thought about marrying me.”
In the human world, a marriage is necessary for the relationship between two people to be recognized; otherwise, it is considered an unlawful union without a matchmaker, which is very unpleasant and will be looked down upon by others.
Previously, Mo Lan thought those were just formalities, and that the two of them didn't need to care about those external things when they were together. But now it's different. She is also a mortal, and she will hear those rumors and experience the joys and sorrows of life.
She could no longer pretend those things didn't exist, nor could she ignore them.
She also wanted to stand openly and honestly by his side.
After hearing this, Wang Ping quickly looked at his mother and said that he would listen to her.
Actually, Mo Lan felt a little uncomfortable. His first reaction was not to agree, but to look at his mother.
"impossible."
The old lady spoke directly, looking at Mo Lan. "Miss Mo Lan, I always thought you came to repay a life-saving debt, but I never expected that you wanted to marry my son."
My son is a celestial being, destined to become the top scholar in the imperial examinations.
You are not good enough for my son.
You are not an orphan with no parents, and although you own a shop, you don't earn much money. You are a businesswoman.
My son will be a high-ranking official in the future, and he will marry a beautiful young lady.
"If you want a beautiful concubine, wait until the mistress enters the household and gives birth to the eldest son. Do you think you'll be able to enter as a maid or a concubine?"
Old Mrs. Wang wasn't afraid that Mo Lan would disagree; such a casual woman didn't need any respect from her.
Mo Lan's face turned deathly pale. She looked at Wang Ping and asked, "Young Master Wang Ping, is that what you think too?"
If she hadn't asked those questions through official media, would she still think that formalities and status were unimportant at this point?
She is now no different from an ordinary person, serving him tea and water, adding fragrance to his life, but she has no official status. Even if she has children in the future, they will be other people's children and have nothing to do with her.
The principal wife sits, while the concubine can only stand.
Formal entry into the family involved an eight-person sedan chair, where one would pay respects to both parents.
When a concubine enters the household, she must kowtow to the mistress and the master.
To demean oneself to the dust, to be worthless.
"Do you really want me to do this?"
Wang Ping looked at her with great difficulty, "Miss Mo Lan, it's my parents' wish, I..."
"The parents' decision... which means his mother has the final say."
“Miss Mo Lan, you are a woman who, when there was no relationship between our two families, came to our door to serve tea and water, do laundry and cook. You are devaluing yourself.”
How could I possibly agree to let a girl like that become my son's legal wife, so casually…
Grandma Wang felt that what she said was already quite tactful.
"I see."
Mo Lan slowly stood up and looked at them. "I am also a daughter from a good family, but I have always been raised at home and do not know the rules outside."
I used to think it was just red tape, but now I know I was wrong.
My efforts were seen as casual and self-degrading in your eyes.
I'm sorry, it won't happen again.
Young Master Wang Ping, I have repaid your life-saving grace. From now on... we are even.
Mo Lan turned and left resolutely.
She would never allow herself to be too humble.
Thankfully, she knew this before they had any relations.
Otherwise, she would have had to compromise back then.
Or perhaps they believe they possess some kind of magical power. What they're saying is completely irrelevant...
She didn't care about Aunt Wang's attitude, but she did care about Wang Ping...
When no one is around, they gaze at each other tenderly, whispering sweet nothings and promising each other a future together.
When his mother was alive, he had to obey his parents' orders.
How many more marriages will be arranged by parents in the future?
They said she's not good enough for him!
A better woman will marry her son in the future.
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