Speaking of the word "hungry", Qin Mosheng's stomach rumbled loudly, and he was not so confident when he spoke again.
"Mom, when siblings have a conflict, it's normal for both parents to help mediate. Since Qin Wanru hasn't completely lost her conscience and doesn't even acknowledge you, you should help me mediate instead of blindly asking me to accommodate her."
"I understand what you mean, but your sister is now married to Wang Yongchang's family. They are together every day, so it's not very convenient for me to say anything."
"What's the inconvenience? You are her biological mother, and she must listen to what you say!"
"That being said, Wanru didn't marry Wang Yongchang of her own free will. She's angry with us, so how could she obey me? I think this time, if you don't go and give in to her, she won't relent."
Qin Mosheng actually knew in his heart that what Widow Song said was right, but he still couldn't let go of his pride.
It would be fine if it was just Qin Wanru, but there is also Wang Laowu's family. He is a scholar, how can he bow to them?
He was really fed up with always running around for this little bit of food.
He should not have been bothered by these trivial matters, but should have concentrated on studying and preparing to enter high school.
He only regretted that he was not born into a wealthy and powerful family. If that were the case, he would have been the top scorer in the imperial examination long ago and would not have to care about the faces of these people.
Qin Mosheng could only comfort himself that everything at the moment was temporary, and once they settled down in the south, he could study hard and obtain fame.
When he returns home on the top scholar's horse, these people will have to bow down to him and it won't be too late to save his face then.
So under the persuasion of Widow Song, Qin Mosheng reluctantly agreed to deal with Qin Wanru, but the premise was that only he and Qin Wanru could be there, and no one else could be present.
Although Widow Song found it difficult, she agreed.
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At night, the air was damp because of the rain, and I didn't feel very warm even under the quilt.
Zhou Anan kept snuggling into Su Man's arms. Recently, he had become more and more attached to Su Man, and even hugged her arms when he slept.
Seeing that he was very cold, Suman quietly got up, stirred the fire, and added more branches.
Afraid that the branches would be damp and difficult to burn, Su Man added them one by one. When the fire was burning well, she yawned and prepared to go back to sleep.
In the light of the fire, Su Man turned around and saw Zhou Pingping huddled together, his back trembling slightly.
Su Man remembered her injured foot and wanted to go over and take a look.
When I got closer, I found that Zhou Pingping seemed to have had a nightmare again and was mumbling softly.
"No...don't come over..."
"Help...don't kill me..."
In her dream, Zhou Pingping returned to that night again. She huddled among a pile of corpses and watched the murderous bandits approaching with a grin.
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