Chapter 247 - 247: They Were Not Just Friends
Spatial Farm Life: Raising My Kid, Abusing Scum, and Keeping Busy With Life
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
After leaving the space, she wandered around the house with three sheep following her.
She first went to report to Old Mistress Wang. Old Master Wang quickly noticed the difference in Qiao Mai.
âGirl, itâs been several days since we last saw you. What have you been busy with?â
âIâve been researching something. Is everything fine at home?â
âDonât worry. Weâre looking after things here. That boy, Jiaqi, hasnât been back for a while.â
Qiao Mai sat by the bed, and Old Mistress Wang cheerfully poured her a cup of tea.
âIf heâs not coming back, wonât you go to see him?â
âHome is so comfortable; I donât want to move.â
âHaha, we feel the same way. Weâve gotten used to being here. We donât want to go anywhere.â
âAre you not returning to the capital this year?â
âWeâre not going back. Weâre getting old and donât want to make the trip back and forth. Weâll spend the New Year here. Weâve talked to Zongsheng. If thereâs no heavy snow this year, heâll come here for the New Year.â
âThatâs good. More people make it livelier.â
Old Mistress Wang looked at Qiao Mai with gratitude. âThanks to you, Zihan has recovered. Heâs preparing to sit for the exam next year.â
âThatâs great! Heâs eighteen now, right?â
âEighteen years old. Although he started late, the teacher said he has potential.â
âOf course. Look at who Zihan is; whose son he is.
Old Master and Mistress Wang were pleased and laughed heartily.
While talking, a servant reported from outside, âOld Master, Old Mistress, thereâs a letter from the capital.â
âBring it in.â
The servant came in and handed the letter to Old Master Wang. After reading it, his face went from cheerful to heavy. Old Mistress Wang asked, puzzled, âWhatâs wrong, old man?â
âJiaru is coming with her children.â
The old lady was delighted. âOh, thatâs wonderful. Letâs pack up and go home quickly. Itâs been many years since Iâve seen my Ruler.â
âDo you know why she came back?â
âHas something happened in the capital?â
âWhat could happen in the capital? Itâs because Li Longji took a new concubine, not just one, but two. Her in-laws have complained that she hasnât borne them any children in recent years. They want to expand the Li family, so Jiaru made a scene, took her two kids, and returned to her maternal home.â
Upon hearing this, the old lady tell silent.
âTrying to stop the Li family from taking in concubines is impossible. Theyâve been patient with Jiaru for many years, which is a good thing. Which noble family doesnât have women like flies?â
âThis marriage was her choice and agreement. No one forced her. Causing a fuss like this now is of no benefit.â
âShe can come and go as she pleases. Zongshengâs wife will advise her.â
Qiao Mai listened without saying a word. Wang Jiaru had married into a noble family, and she should be prepared for such situations.
With the weather so cold, what if something happened on the way when she brought her children home? She would regret it for the rest of her life. It was impulsive.
But why didnât Qiao Mai ask anything about Wang Jiaru? The reason was simple. For several years, she had written a few letters to her family, mostly asking for this or that.
After that, there was no more communication. Qiao Mai regarded her as a friend, and anytime she needed help, she would provide it.
But it seemed like Wang Jiaru only wanted something from her.
At the time of her marriage, Qiao Mai had given her many precious gifts and even saved her once.
She didnât know if Wang Jiaru considered her a friend.
Old Master Wang noticed that Qiao Mai hadnât said a word. He looked at her as she remained silent.
âGirl, your grandmother and I want to go back to the capital.â
âYou wonât be back before the New Year, I assume?â
âIf Jiaru is celebrating the New Year at home, we probably wonât be coming back. â
âAlright, Iâll prepare some New Yearâs goods for you.â
She didnât mention Wang Jiaru at all. Old Master Wang sighed inwardly, fearing that Ruler had hurt her. They werenât just friends; they had sworn oaths to each other.
It had gone to such an extent. When they met Ruâer, they would have to have a good talk with her.
On the same afternoon, Qiao Mai prepared the New Yearâs goods for them, five carts in total. Old Master and Mistress Wang also packed their belongings and left the next morning after having breakfast.
From start to finish, she never mentioned Wang Jiaru.
The old couple, with five carts of New Yearâs goods, left Tianshui Town and took half a day to return to the Wang residence in the capital.
The purpose of Wang Zongshengâs letter was to ask the old couple to return.
When they arrived home, they rested in their courtyard. After all, they were getting older, and the bumpy ride in a wooden cart all day was pretty tiring.
Wang Zongsheng and his wife sent someone to call Wang Jiaru while the two served the old couple.
âDad, Mom, you returned so quickly.â
âWe received your letter, and Madam Qiao prepared New Yearâs goods right away. We wonât be leaving this time. Weâll spend the New Year with Rul er before leaving.â
Mentioning Rul er made the couple feel uneasy. âDad, Mom, what do you think we should do?â
âWhat can we do? Itâs a matter of the royal family. Can we resist it?â Madam Wang wiped away her tears. âDad, Mom, but Ruâer is very sad.â
âWe told her a long time ago. She knew what she was getting into. Whatâs the use of being sad now? Instead of feeling sad, why doesnât she think about how to manage the household and prevent those fox spirits from entrancing the prince?â
âMom, I heard the women who entered the mansion are all incredibly beautiful. How can Ruler compete with them?â
âBeauty wonât last. After all, she was the princeâs first love. Itâs a case of love at first sight.â
The conversation in the room continued for a long time. Finally, Wang Jiaru brought her children over.
As soon as she entered the room, she greeted Old Master and Mistress Wang with a bow but didnât act as affectionate as before.
The old couple thought she was feeling sad and didnât mind. Her two children were like lovely porcelain dolls.
Worried that the children might get cold, they had them take off their shoes and sit around the heated brick bed. The family sat around the low table and enjoyed hot tea.
Old Mistress Wang sized up Wang Jiaru and said, âRuâer, you havenât changed a bit; youâre just the same as before.â
âEven if Iâm the same as before, the prince doesnât love me anymore. What should I do?â
She wiped her eyes with a handkerchief while saying this. The old lady glared at her.
âYou should have known when you married into his family. Whatâs the use of crying and sobbing?â
âWhat should I do then?â
âGo back. Once you leave, youâll give your place to those vixens. Over time, will the prince still recognize you?â
âIsnât there any other way?
âWhat do you suggest? Weâll do as you say. Should we report to the emperor or send someone to kill the concubines?â
Old Mistress Wang didnât want to talk to her anymore. In the years since she had gotten married, she felt that Wang Jiaru had distanced herself from them and wasnât as close as before. Instead of learning how to become a gracious consort, she had become more petty.
She ordered her maidservants to give the snacks she had brought for the children. But unexpectedly, Wang Jiaru stopped them.
âGrandmother, we canât let the children eat these things casually. What if they get sick? They are the future prince and princess.â
Old Mistress Wang glared at her. âHave you ever gotten sick from eating these?â
âI donât know, but the children canât eat these.â
Old Master Wang had been silently observing the situation for a while before finally asking, âThese are from your sisterâs home. You used to write letters to ask for them.â
âThat was in the past. The food in the mansion is exquisite, and the children have been eating it since they were born.â
âAre you suggesting that your sisterâs home has rougher food?â
âGrandfather, I didnât mean it that way. I just think the children are too young.â
âTheyâre quite precious. Your sisterâs Lingâer has been eating these since she was young.â
âSheâs used to it, but my children arenât.â
Old Master Wang rolled his eyes. âThen donât eat them; weâll keep them ourselves.â
Seeing her grandparents stop speaking, Wang Jiaru secretly sighed in relief..