Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
âWhat rank did he get?â Someone asked.
Aunt gestured smugly.
âFirst!â Aunt Zhang exclaimed.
Everyone could tell that this stinky woman was not here to wash clothes. She was here to show off her son. It was her turn to show off. Little Song was so disappointing in the past. Who hadnât scolded him before? In the blink of an eye, he went to study just like that. He even studied so well. He had really made the Yu family proud.
Speaking of which, it was because the Yu family were good people that they had rewards. It was said that the son-in-law of the Yu familyâs third branch sent Yu Song to study.
Back then, when Old Master Yu carried an abandoned baby back, the villagers had all advised him not to cause trouble when he couldnât even support himself. However, Old Master Yu forcefully kept the abandoned baby. After the abandoned baby grew up, Old Master Yu didnât send his biological son to study. Instead, he sent the third brother over. The villagers scolded him that he was probably crazy, but Old Master Yu said that the first brother didnât like to study. The third brother was smart. If he studied, he would be successful. However, life at home was difficult, so he returned to his hometown to farm after a few years.
The third branch had doubled the repayment for what the big brother had given to the third brother.
When the village headman heard Yu Songâs results, he could not hide his emotions. âYu Song had studied for his father too.â
As they spoke, the two carriages from the Young Master Manor arrived one after another. The people driving the carriage were Jiang Hai and Jiang Xiaowu. Jiang Hai was a regular of Lotus Flower Village, and the aunties recognized him.
âAiyo, isnât that Little Jiang?â Cui Huaâer called out.
Aunt took a closer look. It was really Jiang Hai! Wasnât Jiang Hai just here two days ago? Why was he here again so quickly? And two carriagesâ¦
Auntâs heart pounded. Soon, she knew why her heart was beating so fast. In the second carriage, her youngest son, whom she had not seen for two months, came down.
Yu Song had grown up and did not need to work in the fields. He had turned white, but he had lost weight compared to when he was working. He was wearing a sky-blue long robe and had a refined temperament. He was delicate and handsome. If not for the fact that mother and son were connected, Aunt would not have dared to recognize this handsome little scholar as her little brat who dug out birdâs nest and set fire to the wild!
âLittle, Littleâ¦â Aunt was out to show off her son today, but when her son really appeared, she began to feel uneasy again. She pinched the corner of her shirt and regretted wearing something inconspicuous in order not to distance herself from the villagers. If she had known earlier, she would have worn the new bean-green dress, she would have looked like a noble lady.
While her thoughts were flying, Yu Song had already arrived in front of her. Auntâs hand that was always used to punch him did not know where to put it.
âMother,â Yu Song called her.
Aunt opened her mouth. This dumbfounded look made the aunties laugh hysterically. You deserve it for showing off!
Yu Song was not that sensitive. He had only gone to read a few Heavenly Books. It was not to the extent that he would be that arrogant when he returned to the village. When he saw his motherâs washing basin on the ground, he bowed and was about to pick it up.
Only then did Aunt wake up from her dream and stop his hand. âGo away, go away! How can I let you do it!â
âDidnât I do it too in the past?â Yu Song ignored her motherâs obstruction and picked up the heavy basin.
The aunties started teasing again.
âThe youngest son is still the best. He knows how to dote on others. Who was the one who said that the youngest son was useless and wanted to give him to my family?â
âWasnât it my house? Did she say she would send him to your house? Ah Xiang, this is your fault. How can you send him to two families?â
Everyone laughed again. Aunt hated this group of gossipy women to death. She glared fiercely at them, and everyone laughed until they were convulsing. Aunt grabbed her youngest sonâs hand and left in embarrassment and anger.
On the other side, Yu Wan and Yan Jiuchao also alighted.
The auntiesâ attention was immediately attracted by the two of them. The villagers did not study and could not say literary words. In their own words, they felt that the two of them were like fairies in a painting that year, making their village emit immortal energy.
âAh Wan! Son-in-law Yan!â Aunt Bai waved at the two of them. The villagers already knew that Young Master Wan was an alias. His surname was originally Yan. It was said that he was a princely heir. They didnât know what a princely heir was, but he had higher authority than the officials in the Capital. He was impressive!
The villagers did not like to call him Princely Heir and Young Master. They just liked to call him Son-in-law. It sounded so intimate. He was not the son-in-law of the Yu family, but their Lotus Flower Villageâs son-in-law!
Yan Jiuchao replied politely with a rare smile on his cold face. This smile melted the auntiesâ hearts.
âChildâs motherâ¦â
Shuanziâs father walked over with a few farmers carrying hoes.