Chapter 278 A Late Letter
The room suddenly fell silent. Song Ci knew that it would be difficult for his father, who had been disappointed once, to regain his faith in his family. His worries were not unreasonable. Every family has brothers. He had been wandering outside for so many years. If he went back now, would the brothers be welcomed by him because they didn't grow up together?
Let's put this matter aside for now.
Song Ci thought of something else, "Dad, there is a letter I want to give you."
"What letter?"
She knew her father could read, so she told him, "You'll understand when you go back."
Seeing his girlfriend's mysterious look, Song Lao San nodded, "Okay."
Everyone left. On the way back, Song Lan approached his sister and asked, "What did you just give to Dad? Why are you being so mysterious?"
"Back then, they said Dad was stupid, that he couldn't read, and that the teacher looked down on him, thinking he had no talent for studying. Do you remember?"
"Remember, why are you bringing this up all of a sudden?"
"I have always doubted whether what was said back then was true, so I asked someone to send a letter to you."
Song Lan was shocked. "So, that letter just now was written by the teacher? You gave it to Dad! Oh no, if the teacher says that Dad really has no talent, and he really said that, Dad will be very sad."
Seeing him like this, Song Ci glared at him and said, "Do you really believe that Dad is stupid? Think about it carefully."
Song Lan really recalled it right there. He quickly realized that his father wasn't stupid. He was proficient in mathematics, otherwise how could he make money and run a business? He also understood interpersonal relationships and did everything perfectly. Could such a person really have no talent for studying?
He doesn't believe it himself.
"Could it be...that group of people deceived Dad?"
"They never wished us well. No one in the third room was studying, which was exactly what they wanted. This way they could keep us firmly in their hands."
Hearing this, Song Lan shuddered.
At this moment, inside the house, Song Laosan's hand holding the letter was trembling slightly, veins on the back of his hand were bulging, and there was bloodshot in his eyes.
Seeing him like this, Qiao Xianglan was also frightened and whispered, "What on earth is written in this letter?"
"So that's how it is. So that's how it is. It was such a painful lie." Song Lao San actually shed a turbid tear from the corner of his eye. The tear flowed down the corner of his eye to his jaw and finally disappeared.
"Don't scare me." Qiao Xianglan held Song Laosan's shoulders, her tone full of concern.
"I'm fine, don't worry. I just suddenly figured it out. Do you remember how you persuaded me when I didn't study before?"
Qiao Xianglan tried hard to recall, "I said you had such good grades, how could the teacher say such bad things about you..."
"Yes, you lied to me about everything!" Song Laosan's hands were shaking with excitement, and the letter in his hand was wrinkled.
"What a lie."
"I'm stupid, dumb, and I have no talent for studying. They've all been lying to me. My teacher said... He wrote to me saying that my decision not to study was a lifelong regret for him. He said I was intelligent and had an exceptional memory, and that as long as I studied patiently, I would definitely pass the imperial examination in time. It's just a pity..."
"It's not a pity!" Qiao Xianglan suddenly said seriously: "Do you remember what we saw when we sent Lan'er to the scientific expedition? There was an old man with white hair at the door who was still working hard on the scientific expedition. They didn't choose to give up. How could you give up at your age now?"
"Since the teacher said you have talent, you should have no regrets."
These words seemed to have cleared up the dusty thoughts in Song Lao San's heart. He hugged Qiao Xianglan and said excitedly, "I understand. Thank you for telling me this."
Qiao Xianglan's cheeks flushed as she was hugged. She punched him lightly with her fist and said, "You're holding me so tight, are you trying to strangle me to death?"
"Sorry, sorry, it was my fault."
“Puff.”
Seeing his panic, Qiao Xianglan snorted: "It was just a joke, look how scared you are."
Although she said this, she was still very happy in her heart. They were a couple and they were so cared about and worried about each other. Who wouldn't be happy?
On the second day, Song Ci first found his father and explained his and his brother's opinions.
"We both think that Dad should continue with the imperial examination."
Song Laosan happened to be about to talk about this, but Song Ci took over the conversation first.
"I think so too, Dad. If your son is this smart, you must be even more capable."
"I discussed this with your mother last night. I'll continue to take the exam, but I'm afraid I'll have to wait two years..."
"Why!" they both asked in unison, their tone full of incomprehension.
"Now that we've just separated, I have to make some money first. Otherwise, how can I concentrate on the exam?"
Song Ci smiled and said, "Dad, you don't need to worry about this. I, your daughter, have already thought of a solution. Leave the matter of the silver to me."
Song Lao San thought for a moment and shook his head. "I know you may have money on hand, but as your father, it's really unreasonable for me to rely on my children's money to support this family. You'll be leaving home in two years, so you need money to live comfortably in the future. I also want to seize the next two years to save some money and prepare a dowry for you."
Seeing that her father had a longer-term vision than she had imagined, Song Ci felt shy but more moved.
"Dad, don't worry, the food and drink at home won't cost much."
"But, this money of yours is hard-earned. It would be really unfair to let you spend it at home."
"You underestimate me. After the Spring Examination is over this year, our family will have a large sum of money coming in."
Song Lao San was puzzled, but he also knew that his children had grown up and didn't need to know everything. He just nodded hesitantly, "If that's the case, let's do it this way. Dad will always compensate you double in the future."
If he passes the exam, he will definitely climb up the social ladder in the future so that he can protect his daughter and prepare a large dowry for her. He will definitely make up for the bad treatment he has shown his daughter over the years.
After the discussion, Song Laosan picked up the book that he had not held for many years. This unfamiliar feeling actually made him a little excited.
"Dad." Song Lan winked, "If you don't work hard, you might not do as well as me in the exam."
Song Lao San glared at his unfortunate son and said, "Go read your book."
Outside the door, Song Ci and Qiao Xianglan looked at each other and smiled.
The mother and daughter were drinking tea in the yard when Qiao Xianglan suddenly said, "Your brother is not young anymore. It's time for him to meet you."
Song Ci almost spit out a mouthful of water. Thinking of Song Lan's appearance, she felt a little worried. She didn't know which daughter would be so unlucky to marry his elder brother in the future.
At this moment, inside the palace.
"The Queen works hard in managing the harem every day, and she still has to come to bring soup to me. Why not let me make the trip? Why bother with so much effort?" Looking at the ginseng soup at hand, the emperor in a golden dragon robe put down the pen in his hand thoughtfully and said with a smile.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
