Old Madam Yun called the eldest wife over and explained some important matters to her. Old Master Yun left first, and before leaving, he gestured with a cold face to the eldest Master Yun to take Yun Wenfang to the study to find him.
Yun Wenfang was just wondering if he should find an opportunity to slip away and escape the elders' lectures when Old Lady Yun, who was talking to the eldest wife, suddenly said, "Everyone else, please leave. Fang'er, you stay. Grandma has something to tell you."
Master Yun looked at his mother, then left Yun Wen and went to the study with the old man first. The others also left as instructed.
In the entire Yun Mansion, Yun Wenfang was the only one who listened to the words of his grandmother who had loved him since childhood, so when Old Lady Yun spoke, he stayed and waited for his grandmother and mother to finish their business. Then the old lady asked the eldest wife to leave first.
Only the grandfather and grandson were left in the room.
Old Madam Yun's expression softened a bit, and she waved at Yun Wenfang, "Come here, let Grandma take a look. Why do you look thinner and darker?"
Yun Wenfang walked over to Old Lady Yun's bed and sat down, letting her grandmother tilt his head and look him over, with the same pleasant smile on her face as always.
Old Lady Yun suddenly frowned and touched his hairline above his ear: "Head injury? When did it happen?"
Yun Wenfang reached out and touched it, then remembered. He said nonchalantly, "It's from before. It's nothing. Just a little scrape." In the army, who doesn't get hurt? He's had many wounds far more serious than this.
Old Madam Yun touched the scar and looked at Yun Wenfang for a long time before finally sighing.
"You've never suffered hardship since you were a child. We all thought you'd come back on your own after suffering outside, but we didn't expect... Fang'er, tell Grandma what you think. Are you serious about taking this path, or are you just having fun?"
Old Lady Yun had always been concerned about Yun Wenfang's well-being and his food, clothing, housing and transportation, but this was the first time she had talked to him about "serious matters", which made Yun Wenfang, who was used to joking around in front of the old lady, feel uncomfortable.
"What if you are serious? What if you are just playing around?" Yun Wen asked his grandmother with a smile.
Old Madam Yun was not angry: "If you are serious, the family will naturally support you."
Yun Wenfang curled his lips and said, "That's not necessary. The Yun family can't help me with the path I want to take. I've never done anything for the family. Naturally, there's no need for the family to interfere with my future."
Old Lady Yun looked at Yun Wenfang for a long moment, her expression somewhat complicated. She finally understood that although her grandson hadn't changed much since his youth, he had indeed grown up.
Yun Wenfang asked curiously, "Grandson has always been confused about something and would like to ask Grandmother to explain it to me."
"What's the matter?" Old Mrs. Yun.
"You have had different attitudes towards me and my brother since we were young. Don't elders all hope that their children and grandchildren will grow up to be talented? You don't seem to think so about me." Yun Wenfang looked at Old Lady Yun and said.
Old Mrs. Yun was silent for a long time. Finally, she sighed and said, "Do you remember that you had a dog when you were a child?"
Yun Wenfang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard this. His brother had also mentioned this matter that time.
"Remember, it bit me and was then beaten to death by the steward."
Old Madam Yun shook her head and looked at Yun Wenfang and said, "You know very well in your heart that it wasn't the steward who killed it. It was me."
"And then you had the steward's legs broken." Old Lady Yun sighed. "The power a person holds determines how much they can accomplish. It also determines how big a mistake they'll make. Fang'er, you're smart and resolute, which are supposed to be your strengths, but you're too stubborn and don't know how to give up or compromise. When you can only command two or three followers, you can beat Grandmother's confidant for a pet. What would happen if you held even greater power?"
Yun Wenfang couldn't help but be a little stunned, a little bit incredulous: "Just because of this matter, you decided to treat me like a waste?"
Old Madam Yun frowned, seemingly disapproving of Yun Wenfang's description. However, she remained silent, simply saying, "Let me ask you, if you were the heir to the Yun family, with half of the Yun family's power and most of its members at your disposal, what would you have done when the Xiao family's second son got married?"
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