Chapter 239 It Was All Fake!

in the teahouse. Just moments ago, it had been so quiet, but now it was unbearably noisy."Didn't Dr. Sun say that Madam Wang wouldn't let Mr. Wang get proper treatment That can't be true, right Madam..."That's it, Wang E... she knows! She knows everything!"

Mr. Wang clenched his teacup tightly, his face filled with anger and despair.

For over a decade, they were the picture of a loving couple, raising two sons and enjoying a thriving business. It turns out it was all a facade!

He treated his enemy as a benefactor, working like a slave for his enemy's family for over ten years!

A talented scholar, with his path to officialdom cut short, became a son-in-law in a merchant family.

His parents, particularly his mother, were practically blind with tears. His siblings had turned their backs on him, and their once prosperous home was now bare and desolate. The eldest son, who had been bestowed with so much hope, had vanished without a trace.

If it weren't for the mercy of heaven, our family fled here all the way. Would he not know until his death that this was a sea of blood feud!

Whoosh!

The table was littered with overturned teacups, all pushed to the ground by Wang Yuanwai.

Hate, anger burned his vision black, he could bear it no longer, collapsing with a thud, unconscious.

Mr. and Mrs. Wang were terrified, rushing forward to help him. "Master, Master, what's wrong with you Wake up!"

Even Zhong Shu was terrified. He wanted to leave but couldn't, as he had no silver. If he didn't pay the gambler tomorrow, his whole family would be doomed!

Thankfully, Mrs. Fu pressed on Wang Yuanwai's acupoint and he quickly woke up. However, when he opened his eyes and looked around, there seemed to be something different in his expression.

Wang Fu cautiously asked, “Master, should we go to the city outside to look for a doctor”

Wang Yuanwai was stunned for a long time, but slowly shook his head and propped himself up to sit.

The atmosphere in the room was stagnant, like a quagmire, so oppressive that not even a breath dared to be taken.

"But Master Zhong insisted and said, 'Sir, this old slave...this old slave has said everything I can. Sir, please...please give the silver to this old slave. My family is waiting for me to save them.'"

Wang Yuanwai looked at him coldly, his eyes flickered, and finally he said, "I will have Wang Fu send silver to your family to ease your immediate difficulties, but you must stay here for a month. After a month, I will let you repeat what you said today, and then I will give you another large sum of money, enough for your whole family to move elsewhere."

Zhong Shu hesitated, still wanting to say something, but Wang Yuanwai wouldn't give him a chance.

He blurted out two words to Wang Fu, "Basement."

Wang Fu nodded, pulled Zhongshu and walked toward the backyard.

Wang Fu was young and strong, while Zhong Shu was old and weak. Even if he wanted to struggle, he couldn't.

Finally, Zhongshu was shoved into the cellar in the corner of the courtyard. Zhongshu probably felt that things were going bad, and desperately tried to climb up, but Wangfu pushed him back down.

"Uncle Zhong, just stay here at ease. Master always keeps his word."

"No, no, Wang Fu, I want to go home, I want to go home!"

Uncle Zhong still wanted to shout, but the entrance of the cellar was shut and a large stone was pressed upon it...

When Wang Fu returned to the front yard, Wang Yuanwai had already straightened his clothes and looked no different from before.

Upon seeing him enter, Wang Yuanwai handed over two silver notes. “Take these and send them to Zhong Shu’s home. Help them settle the gambling den matter, telling them that I sent Zhong Shu to help with a small matter and he will return in a month.”

Wang Fu quickly replied, "Master, rest assured."

After some thought, he asked again, "Master, are we really going to give silver to Uncle Zhong a month from now A man like him deserves to be beheaded for atonement!"

Wang Yuanwai took a deep breath, gazing out at the gloomy twilight. He seemed lost in thought for a long time before finally saying, "A life for a life, a debt for a debt, no one can escape it. Let's go back home!"

Wang Fuhui understood, but he had no sympathy for Zhongshu. He quickly nodded to his wife, nodding towards the backyard, silently instructing her to be careful and then followed his master away.

In the Wang family courtyard in the south of the city, Wang E personally brought her maid to the front yard study. She did not see her husband's shadow, so she asked the page boy.

The bookboy said, “Master said that Madam likes cold melons. He went out for a stroll to see if he could buy one back.”

Wang E smiled sweetly, clutching her handkerchief to cover her blushing face and playfully scolded: "My husband is truly something else. During such a grand occasion, wouldn't it be better to stay at home for a while longer"

"This is the master showing his affection for his wife. In this town, there aren't many men as good as the master."

The maid's words made Wang E even happier.

Just at that moment, the doorman shouted, “Master is back!”

Wang rushed over with her maidservant, and saw that her husband was drunk and unsteady on his feet.

She was startled and quickly asked, "What happened You went out to buy watermelon, how did you end up drinking alcohol"

Wang Fu lowered his head and whispered, “Master didn’t buy watermelon, and he got a little angry. He wasn't in a good mood, so he drank some wine.”

"What's gotten into you Who have you upset" Wang E was beside herself with worry, supporting her husband as they walked inside.

After entering the backyard, Wang E drove away the maidservants. She personally changed her husband's clothes and wiped his face with a wet cloth. She whispered, "On such a major holiday, how did things get like this"

Wang, the merchant, was so drunk that he grabbed her wrist and mumbled, "Why am I just a merchant Why do people look down on me I can't even afford a piece of watermelon. I should be a scholar! Why haven't I passed the civil service exams Why did I end up as a merchant"

Wang E was so startled that her face turned pale, her hands trembled. After a long while, she calmed down and tentatively asked, “Master, you... haven't you always been in charge of the family business How did you come to talk about studying”

"Hmph!" Wang Yuanwai sneered, rolling over in bed and shouting loudly, "What are those sour scholars I can do everything they can. If I take the imperial examinations, I'll definitely be better than them! But why did I end up doing business I should have gone to become a juren and a進士!"

Wang E was even more flustered, persuading him, "My lord, don't think too much about it. We can raise our son well. He can take the imperial examinations and bring glory to our family."

"Yes, yes, I have a son too! I want to find a good academy for my son so he can become a top scholar!"

After muttering those few words, Wang Yiwai lay down beside the bed and fell asleep.

Wang E let out a breath of relief, tidied him up briefly, and went out with a heavy heart.

She had no idea. The moment she turned around, her drunken husband opened his eyes, and the coldness in them was like an ice age stretching for millennia...

Outside the city, in the new village of Suijin Beach, every household is also celebrating the festival.

Of course, the most lively place was always Li's courtyard. All the children and grandchildren had returned home, along with Dr. Zhang and Uncle Zhao and a few others, filling the courtyard to the brim.

Li Laotai took charge and asked Li Lao'er and Jia Ren to invite the village chief and his wife over for a dinner and moon-viewing party.

The elderly couple had no children, and such a life inevitably felt lonely.

They still took good care of the Li family on an ordinary day, so of course they couldn't be left behind now.

Tao Hongying and Zhao Yuru, along with Jiahuan, were busy all afternoon, setting up two large tables with eight dishes and one soup. The aroma filled the entire courtyard, making the children's mouths water incessantly.

As the darling of the family, Jia Yin naturally received special treatment.

Almost as soon as the fire started in the kitchen, she sat on the threshold, holding a small bowl, and ate from beginning to end.

At this time, everyone was gathered together eating, drinking and laughing. She rubbed her swollen belly and played around everywhere.

The Mid-Autumn moon hung in the sky, illuminating both the village and its surroundings like daylight.

Jia Yin stepped onto a stool, finally managed to climb onto the grinding disc, and lay there watching the moon.

She had no relatives in her past life, so she naturally wasn't too heartbroken this time around. But she still couldn't help but feel a tinge of longing, longing for the bustling traffic and the grandeur of a flourishing world...any years, her son returned, she cherished him like a precious jewel, doting on him endlessly. 。She wiped her tears fiercely and asked in a low voice, “When was that scoundrel exiled to the southwest”...