The Blessed

“Qingzi, Yangzi, people live only a few decades. If we care too much about what people say about us, we’ll feel very tired. Your mother is merely thirty years or so. Do you really have the heart to see her being badmouthed by people in that village for her whole life? Even if people build a stone arch for her being a chaste woman her whole life after she dies, so what? That only shows to people alive. For the deceased, there’s no point at all. Rather than feeling regretted by then, why not seize the opportunity to let her live quietly for the rest of her life?”

He didn’t see much of a widow remarrying, uncles Wang Jinyu really met a man who was truly good to her, otherwise, he didn’t approve of her finding another man. But he did wished that she could liver happier from the bottom of his heart. Not demanding for a luxurious life, only wishing for a peaceful life.

“Hmm, big cousin, we'll think about it.”

The two brothers took a look at each other, and Zhang Qing said so. Ling Jingxuan nodded and didn't want to say anything more. They should know what they were doing, that's enough. On the contrary, if they were just two blockheads, it would be of no use however much he said.

“By the way, big brother, don't we stop our jam business until the end of September? After October, I also plan to go to the town to buy a shop to do some small business, what do you think?”

Looking back and forth at them, Ling Jingpeng suddenly opened his mouth to change the subject. Actually, he was not very active in doing business. The thing is he had nothing to do after the coming of winter. Anyway, he shouldn’t stay home doing nothing all day. It's still good to earn some money to support the family. When he got busy next year, he can rent out the shop and collect some rent or something.

“Not so good. Still early to say that. We've got other things for you to do after the jam's over, you'll come with me when I go out on business. Don’t just bury your head doing things. You are not a worker I hired. You should go out to see a bigger world. In the future, most of our businesses will count on you.”

Throwing him a stare, Ling Jingxuan rejected his proposal instantly. Did he really think he had been nesting in the factory to feed the mosquitos? Letting him do some small business? Unless he wanted to exhaust himself.

“Heihei…I was just saying it. But, big brother, if I go out to talk business, what would you do then?”

Ashamed to scratch his head, Ling Jingpeng asked strangely, in his subconsciousness, he always felt that the business at home all belonged to his big brother, he already felt quite contented that he could have a little share. How could he grab it all in his own hands?

“Hehe... I will certainly stay at home to enjoy life.”

Turning to take a look at Yan Shengrui, Ling Jingxuan smiled reasonably. What would younger brothers be used to do? Except taking care of them, he could also exploit them, right?

“Well…big brother, it’s still too early for you to retire. After Xiaowen and Xiaowu grow up, you’d have plenty of time to enjoy life. Don’t try to exploit your younger brother me now, OK?”

Face sunk, Ling Jingpeng unceremoniously retorted. His big brother is all good, but only often makes fun of him, which is a little annoying.

“Haha...”

Hearing that, people of the whole room couldn’t help laughing out. And the suffocating feelings just now was already nowhere to find. Ling Jinghan and others still had to study, Ling Jingpeng and Zhang Qing would also read some books when they had time and learned more things, so Ling Jingxuan gave them room and left with Yan Shengrui hand in hand and then went to Chu Ci’s room. The kids had studied for so long, it seemed they hadn’t made some time to watch them how they performed in class.

“Are they practicing calligraphy? Why is there no sound?”

As they walked to the door, they noticed that the sound of reading books disappeared, the yard fell into silence. Out of curiosity, Ling Jingxuan craned his neck to look inside through the window, and then saw that the little buns were quietly burying their heads in the customized tables practicing their calligraphy, including their footboys, while Chu Ci was leaning against his chair leisurely, his pretty face still cold as always.

“Did you say something to Chu Ci last time? Lately he seems to have grown even colder, but the fear that so often sat in his eyes seems to have gone, replaced by some kind of dead silence, a silence of indifference.”

Withdrawing his body, Ling Jingxuan asked so in whispers, it was true that he had been busy recently, but it didn’t mean that he had sense organ disorder. Since the day of the rice seedling transplanting, Chu Ci seemed to have changed. His intuition told him that it should be related to his man.

“Nothing important. I just made him a promise. Jingxuan, have you already guess out who he is?”

Raising a head to touch his face, Yan Shengrui said affectionately. He had always known that although he seemed not to care about it, actually, he had already made plans for him and their sons.

“Hmm, probably, at first I meant to ask him directly, because I don’t want to get involved into some strange things without any clue. But after thinking about it carefully, I gave up. What should come would come anyway. Rather than being worried and keeping guessing, I’d rather live our life better. If something really happens in the future, I still can do something.”

Nodding, Ling Jingxuan didn't hide anything from him, with undisguised dominance between his eyebrows. The affection under his peach blossom eyes grew denser. He liked him just because of this. Always so confident and dominant, like nothing could beat him down. Maybe sometimes, he felt sorry about him, or even blamed himself for being so useless since he couldn’t do anything for him. If he couldn’t give him a reliable life, what qualification did he have to say that he is his man?

“Don't worry. I won't let anyone hurt you, even if it is the you-know-who. As for you and our sons, you just need to be yourselves and live happily.”

“Hehe…I’ll take it seriously. In the future, if the little buns or I got hurt by that man, see how I punish you!”

Grasping his neckline and pulling him to his side, Ling Jingxuan picked his eyebrows, put on a faint smile, and said with a flirting tone. But they both knew he was serious. The two little buns were their weak spot. Whoever touched them must pay the price. Ling Jingxuan was not that kind of people who could care about what others may think of him or fear of the imperial power like others.

“So, are you two having enough? Go back to your own room if you want to flirt! The kids are still studying!”

All of a sudden, Chu Ci’s cold voice came out from inside. The two of them felt embarrassed. As they turned their heads, they saw that the few little buns who were still carefully practicing calligraphy now were staring at them, grinning. Ling Jingxuan instantly blushed. After throwing Yan Shengrui a hard stare, he turned to walk towards them, while Yan Shengrui rubbed his nose and then followed up like nothing had happened. What’s wrong with them flirting? It’s not against the law! Who could say no?