Chapter 71 What Would I Do Without You
Sun Zhiye stretched out two slender fingers and pinched his brows tiredly and helplessly. "Are the old man and the lady still making trouble?"
The person who reported back looked embarrassed and lowered his head even more. "Young Master, you should go over and take a look."
The lady said all kinds of nasty things about how cold-hearted and unkind she was and how she raised a son for nothing.
What’s even worse is that he dares not listen or speak.
Sun Zhiye sighed quietly. He didn't understand what was wrong with reflecting on his mistakes in the county jail.
But in the eyes of his parents, he had committed an unforgivable crime.
After dozing for a while, Sun Zhiye got up and walked towards the main courtyard.
The night is deep and the moonlight is dim.
Sun Zhiye stepped over the threshold and waved his hand to send away all the maids and servants. A crack suddenly appeared on his gentle and calm expression.
He walked straight past the mess on the ground and sat down in the main seat. His eyes swept over the broken porcelain pieces splashed on the tea table, and then looked at the long and thin wound on the back of his hand, his expression calm and focused.
It seems that stupid and incompetent people like to vent their temper by smashing things.
Inherited from the same lineage.
"Are you still going to make trouble?" Sun Zhiye frowned slightly, his eyes indifferent.
Mrs. Sun, who was about to continue smashing the white-glazed lotus long-necked vase on the antique shelf, froze where she stood, as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on her.
But when he glanced sideways at his eldest son, who was sitting on the large carved chair and looking unkind, he became so angry that he wanted to tear off the calm mask on his face.
Mrs. Sun finally put the white-glazed lotus long-necked vase back on the antique shelf. "Zhiye, Peng'er is your younger brother."
"Is it worth it to hurt your brotherly relationship for such a thing?"
"Yes, he is my brother."
Sun Zhiye silently added in his heart, he is just his younger brother.
"I wonder what this thing mother is talking about?"
Mrs. Sun sulked and said, "Some bastards."
"Mom, scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans!" Sun Zhiye raised his voice.
Bastard?
I don't know what you mean!
"Dad, Mom."
"Do you know what he has done in the past few years?"
"Since you knew it, why didn't you discipline him and even help him hide it from me?"
"Do you want to see the Sun family destroyed by a talentless, incompetent, and immoral playboy?"
Grandpa Sun asked in a low voice, "What do you say about your brother?"
Sun Zhiye burst out laughing.
This smile not only failed to make him more approachable, but instead made him look a bit more sinister and vicious.
"Dad, two choices."
"Otherwise, I will make the decision on how to handle this matter. You and mother can question it but you cannot interfere."
"Or, let's split up."
"My parents love the second child so much, so let's follow him."
Sun Zhiye smoothed out the wrinkles on his robe bit by bit. When there was no trace of them left, he looked up and the smile on his lips seemed to deepen.
"Divide the family?" Grandpa Sun and his wife glared at him. "You are being unfilial if you don't divide the family while your parents are still alive!"
Sun Zhiye said frankly, "I will never enter the government in this life. It doesn't matter if it's unfilial or not."
"It is better to be branded as unfilial than to be dragged to death by Sun Zhipeng."
Mrs. Sun pointed her finger and was about to curse again.
Sun Zhiye smiled, but his voice was gloomy and cold. "Choose!"
"I don't have that much time to sit here and listen to bullshit."
Mrs. Sun swallowed subconsciously, her fingers trembled, and her mouth opened and closed several times, but no sound came out. She could only look to the old man with a gloomy face for help.
"Is there no room for negotiation?" Grandpa Sun said unwillingly.
Sun Zhiye nodded lightly.
Grandpa Sun gritted his teeth and said, "This matter is up to you. I will not interfere anymore, but you have to ensure that Peng'er is well fed and well clothed in prison."
"I won't die." Sun Zhiye said nonchalantly.
"Master!" Mrs. Sun stamped her feet anxiously, her face full of dissatisfaction.
Mr. Sun: He is also helpless.
The son is strong and the father is weak, and he can no longer control his eldest son.
Sun Zhiye stood up leisurely and said, "In that case, don't let me find that my parents' hands are too long, otherwise I don't mind cutting off the branches."
"I will deal with the people around Zhipeng as soon as possible."
"Also, since mother smashed so many porcelains, I think she must be wealthy. So the money for honoring my grandfather and uncle next month should not come from the public treasury."
"It's late at night, Dad and Mom should go to bed early."
"Rebellious son!"
"Rebellious son!"
Amidst the angry curses, Sun Zhiye left the main courtyard.
Amicable discussions would only result in parents becoming even more nagging.
So, from the very beginning, he had no intention of giving in.
The next day.
early morning.
The morning mist is thick.
Looking from a distance, it was foggy.
It is like undyed cotton cloth, which has spots of dirt in the dampness. It is also like the thick layers of tung oil smeared on the paper umbrella of the ink landscape painting.
The fog in Changxi Village is thicker than that in Changhe County.
Lu Mingchao stood under the eaves, looking at the lingering morning mist. He felt inexplicably depressed and could not help but want to reach out and wave away the thick mist that covered the sky and the sun.
I don’t know whether Feng Jinyu was rescued.
At noon, the thick fog slowly dissipated.
The sun, rarely seen in winter, was shining brightly in the sky, as if celebrating its victory over the thick fog.
Today's sunshine is particularly warm.
Standing in the yard, he seemed to want to dry out the seams of human bones.
Taking advantage of the good weather, groups of people came one after another, chatting and going up the mountain to collect firewood.
Through the courtyard wall, Lu Mingchao pricked up his ears and listened to a few words.
Sure enough, the news of Feng Jinyu's suicide spread to every household in Changxi Village like the howling wind last night.
Can't be hidden.
Some people cursed Old Lady Feng for having a cruel face and a heartless heart for killing her daughter.
Some people are born with a lowly bone background and cannot live a good life.
Some people lamented that a happy event almost turned into a funeral, and they also worried about Feng Jinyu who was sent to the hospital overnight and whose life or death was unknown.
After listening for a long time, she still didn't hear the news she wanted to know most.
Lu Mingchao sighed and silently tightened his shirt.
As soon as the fog cleared, Xie Yan went to the county town to arrange for the repair and renovation of the pavement, and also to attract some small grain merchants.
Originally, she liked this kind of lazy day of basking in the sun and doing nothing.
However, I was still thinking about something, and even lying on the rocking chair, I felt as if I had fleas and was very uneasy.
Xie Huaiqian moved a stool and sat next to Lu Mingchao, with ink stains on his cheeks without realizing it.
"Mom, how about I go find out for you?"
Hearing this, Lu Mingchao straightened up slightly, with a puzzled look in his eyes.
Xie Huaiqian explained, "Young people have their own circles."
Lu Mingchao blinked his eyes and said, "My son really loves you."
Xie Huaiqian heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Then I'll leave Ru'an's academic tasks to her."
Lu Mingchao: ...
"Huai Qian, my mother said she knew nothing. Do you believe her?"
She had heard a very true sigh: when it comes to tutoring homework, even Tang Seng would be murderous.
Xie Huaiqian no longer listened to Lu Mingchao's excuses and ran out of the courtyard.
If he continues to teach us today, our brotherhood will be ruined.
Lu Mingchao waved at Xie Huaiqian's back and said, "Huaiqian, what would Ruan do without you?"
No one is willing to take it seriously】