Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
She took a deep breath, âMother, Heng Yi and 1 made a genealogy. There are no parents on it, but Han Chi is written as the eldest son. What if he isnât my biological son, so what? He respected me and called me Mother. In this life, as long as I am alive, 1 will treat him well.â
âTo put it more bluntly, on the day 1 lay in my coffin, if 1 didnât choose where to be buried, Ah-Yao had to discuss with him which mountain to bury me. He should have a share of everything Heng Yi and I have earned.â
Whether he wanted it or not was Han Chiâs own business.
It was something that he, as a son, should decide for his mother.
âDonât say such things again in the future. I donât like to hear it, and Iâm not willing to hear it.â
âItâs not good for you to keep saying these infuriating words and anger me.â
âGiving you money and a good life is to repay your kindness. 1 wonât force you to be fair. As for my life, please donât tell me what to do.â
After Han Qiao finished speaking, she walked towards the door.
When she saw Han Chi standing there, she called out in a low voice in shock, âAli-Chi.â
âMother!â Han Chi shouted and ran forward to hug her.
The twelve-year-old boy was almost as tall as her.
She raised her hand and patted Han Chiâs shoulder.
âAli-Chi.â
âHehe.â Han Chi smiled nonchalantly.
âMother, 1 knew that cousin and the others had gone out, so 1 chased after them.â
Han Qiao and Heng Yi werenât around, so Housekeeper Liu was the one who made the decisions. He would only call Han Chi when he had to deal with something really important.
âYes, I know. Letâs go back.â She patted Han Chiâs shoulder.
Speaking of which, she was also a biased person.
Between the Han Family and Han Chi, she chose Han Chi without hesitation.
Perhaps it was because of this bias that she neglected Han Dacheng and the others this time. If Han Chiâs role and her nephews were reversed, no matter what problem she faced, no matter how tired she was, she would still ask.
Therefore, she still agreed to that saying; âHow you treat me, is how I will treat you.â
She was angry at Han Xiang, but she didnât feel much about Father Han and Mother Hanâs favoritism. She just wanted to use favoritism and bias as an excuse to not give Han Xiang a chance to get involved.
Therefore, she would magnify their little mistakes infinitely.
At this moment, Han Qiaoâs heart was exceptionally clear.
She turned around to look at Father Han and Han Yuan, who were watching her and Han Chi with a stormy expression on their faces.
She suddenly had the urge to laugh.
They could be biased towards Han Xiang, and she could also be biased towards Han Chi among her adopted sons and nephews.
There was no reason for the state officials to set fires and not allow the common people to light lamps.
Han Dacheng and the others immediately followed Han Qiao.
Han Chi said that he would walk back with them, so Han Qiao did not force him. She got into the carriage and went home first. After being out for so long, she missed Ah-Yao.
Back in the courtyard, Han Yuan seemed to have come back to her senses. She also understood the hidden meaning behind Han Qiaoâs words. She slowly sat down on her chair. It was also at this moment that she truly understood Han Qiaoâs grievances.
The unwillingness to be treated in a biased manner.
âFatherâ¦â
âAh-Qiao really hates us.â As Han Yuan spoke, tears suddenly fell from her eyes.
She didnât know why she felt so sad.
Father Han was silent. After a while, he said, âItâs enough to live well. I wonât force anything else.â
He couldnât force it.
Han Qiao could give them money and opportunities, but she would never give them any feelings.
However, people who faced the yellow soil with their backs facing the sky were busy with work every day. They went out early and returned late. They didnât even have time to make ends meet. How could they have time to think about feelings?
If they could not let their children starve to death, marry their daughters, marry their sons, build a few houses, keep the granary full, and have some silver in their hands, that would be their entire life.
Father Han had never forced her.
He only felt sorry that Han Qiao felt that they were only being biased towards Han Xiangâ¦
He thought about it carefully and realized that his actions were a little biased.
When she divorced Sun Yiming, they had also helped her wholeheartedly.
When the two sisters were fighting, they would side with Han Xiang. They would use the excuse that she was the older sister and had to give in to the younger sister to persuade her to give in and be understandingâ¦
He advised her to give Han Xiang more chances.
They didnât discipline Han Xiang strictly enough.
Both the palm and the back of the hand were flesh, and it was wrong to side with anyone.
Out of habit, he always felt that Han Xiang needed more care and help.
âButâ¦â Han Yuan still wanted to say something.
âAll-Qiao is not a stingy person. She will not take back this residence, nor will she let the servants go back. She will give what she should give, but in the future, she may not see you for a year and a half, or even three to five years.â
Their kinship was only skin deep.
With Han Xiangâs incident, it was not easy to maintain the same harmony they used to have on the surface.
âDonât do anything. Donât bother her. Sheâs already an adult and the Madam of the house. We canât and shouldnât interfere.â
âWe are enjoying the present peacefully. The days we experience today arenât something we ourselves even dare to imagine in the pastâ
After Father Han finished speaking, he slowly returned to the house.
Although he said that, there was an uncomfortable feeling in his heart.
After a long time, Madam Han sighed. She saw Han Xiang hiding at the door and so she walked toward her daughter, âAllXiang, why are you up? Does your head still hurt?â
She asked with concern as she supported Han Xiang inside.
Han Xiang gently hugged Han Yuan and sobbed, âMother, 1 was wrong.â
Han Yuan was stunned.
Han Xiang suddenly regained some of her memories.
She sighed softly, âItâs all fate.â
She had thought that Zhou Anshan was a good person, but who knew that Zhou Anshan was both bad and mean, causing her good girl to become like this.
Han Xiang instantly burst into tears.
She knew that she was wrong, but she did not even dare to apologize to her sister.
She knew that her sister would never forgive her. The pain she had caused would forever remain in her heart, and she would vomit every time she thought of it.
Han Yuan patted Han Xiangâs back, â1 hope youâve really thought it through this time. No matter how angry she is at you, no matter how much she hates you, she still treats you well.â
If Han Qiao hadnât extended a helping hand and asked them to bring Han Xiang to the county town for treatment, she might have been ignorant and crazy for the rest of her life.
When Han Qiao returned home, Heng Yi was already back.
He saw the joy on Han Qiaoâs face and asked her with a smile, âDid something good happen?ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âItâs not a good thing. I just have an epiphany.â Han Qiao held Heng Yiâs hand. âYouâre done with everything?â
âYes.â
Han Qiao and Heng Yi went to the main courtyard. âActually, weâre still not strong enough.â
There were many things in this house that she could not bear to part with.
It was not a matter of money.
It was because these pieces of furniture held special memories for her.
âHeng Yi, have you decided where weâre going to settle down?â Han Qiao asked.
Heng Yi thought for a moment before replying, âThe capital.â
In the capital, at the foot of the emperor, where all the good things were located.
The shops, houses, and villages were also a way out for future generations.
They were reluctant to throw these things away because the traces and beauty of their lives were left here..