Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
She saw Yang Chenglin holding 100 taels of silver and a set of stationery in Mrs. Cuiâs room. He was showing off to Yang Chengsen. âSo? You lost to me, didnât you? I told you long ago that it doesnât matter, even if youâre your motherâs biological son.
âIâm still the familyâs legitimate son; you can never surpass me.â
âImpossible! My mother must be doing this for my own good.â The eight-year-old Yang Chengsen shouted anxiously.
He threw herself into Mrs. Chuiâs arms and said, âMother, mother, please. You have to give me 100 taels of silver as pocket money too.â
âThereâs also the stationary. No, I donât want that. I remember that my father bought a few small wolf-hair quills. I just want one small oneâ¦â
âChengsen, donât mess around. Your father bought the wolf hair quills to write memorialsâ¦â
Before Mrs. Cui could finish her words, Yang Chengsen pushed him away and yelled, âNo! I want it! Who is your son? Why do you always side with him? 1 hate you!â
âTsk.â Seeing this, Yang Chenglin snorted in disdain and turned to leave.
After leaving the courtyard and seeing no one nearby, he walked around and squatted outside the back window.
âAlright, heâs gone now. Donât cry.â Mrs. Cui pulled Yang Chengsen up and said.
Yang Chengsen immediately laughed and said, âMother, how was my acting? Heâs such an idiot to show off in front of me.â
âHe canât wait for his father to deal with him when he returns.
âYouâre the smarter boy, no?
âHowever, you have to keep an eye on him. The inkstone he took is a really expensive one. Even your father canât bring himself to use it. Donât let that dumbass lose it. Otherwise, your mother will also be in trouble.â
âDonât worry, Iâll keep an eye on him.â Yang Chengsen replied obediently, âMother, I have taken a fancy to a folding fan at Hengtong Pawnshop.â
âHow much?â
â800 taels. Itâs an authentic work of Master Wu, and its value will definitely increase in the future.â
âAlright, if itâs confirmed to be true, Mother will buy it for you. But Iâll say it here first, youâre not allowed to simply show it off.â
âI know. Iâm not that idiot. I definitely wonât be a good-for-nothing.â
Yang Chenglin couldnât hear what they said next, and all he knew was that he had been schemed against by the mother and son.
After that, he walked back to his courtyard in a daze.
However, he almost tripped over a rock because he did not look where he was going.
Zhou Ying quickly used her spiritual power to help him stabilize his body.
âWhoâs there?â Mrs. Cui shouted.
Yang Chenglin was so frightened that he immediately snapped out of his daze and ran on tiptoe.
Zhou Ying quickly erased Yang Chenglinâs traces and put a cat down.
Mrs. Cui was about to look around when the cat jumped from the roof and landed on the opposite tree. It turned around and meowed at her.
âWhat bad luck!â Mrs. Cui couldnât help but curse out loud.
She quickly closed the window after that.
As soon as Yang Chenglin returned to his courtyard, Little Shu, the errand boy, approached him. Seeing his panic-stricken appearance, he quickly asked, âYoung Master, whatâs wrong?â
Yang Chenglin opened his mouth, but when he thought of Gu Chengruiâs warning, he changed his words and said, âIâm fine; I just ask for a set of good inkstones. I just tripped on the way and almost hit you.â
âOh, do you want to bring it to the academy?â Little Shu asked.
âNo, Iâll give it to my sister. This is a good one, so Iâll be keeping it.
âOh right, hurry up and pack your luggage. Weâll set off when Iâm back.â n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âUnderstood, Young Master.â Little Shu turned around and returned to his room to pack his luggage afterwards.
Yang Chenglin then went straight to Yang Wanningâs courtyard..