For Leng Fengqing, nothing has passed. Thirty-six years later, those things still seem like yesterday.
"Mom, what should I do with him?" Fourth Master couldn't guess what she was thinking. He walked with her all the way, but she didn't say anything.
"What do you think?" Leng Fengqing asked him.
There was hatred in the fourth master's eyes, and he said, "If you let me handle it, I will kill him."
Leng Fengqing hummed, without saying she wanted to kill him. After another cup of tea, the mother and son sat down in the pavilion. Leng Fengqing looked at him and said, "I won't kill him."
Fourth Master was a little stunned, "Mom, are you still soft-hearted towards him?"
Leng Fengqing shook his head, "On the contrary, killing him would be a sign of mercy. In fact, these days I have also been thinking about whether I can let go of the hatred I had in the past. If I can let go, killing him will be the end of it, but I can't, son.
, especially from the moment I stepped into the door of Tiansuan Family, I was even more determined that I couldn’t just kill him.”
She stood up and looked around at everything in the yard. There should have been human voices everywhere. Her relatives were living and laughing in this house. It seemed that the scene was in front of her eyes. But in the blink of an eye, everything disappeared. Those people
, will not come back again.
The family did not make any big mistake, but they were wiped out. Unfortunately, they still had many children, the youngest of which was just one month old.
Tears fell from her face, and her heart was filled with pain, and she said: "Throw him and Su Rushuang out, find someone to keep an eye on them, and prevent them from dying. I want them to continue to live, preferably for another thirty-six years."
, only by experiencing all the sufferings in this world can I relieve the hatred in my heart, and only then can I rest my dead souls in peace!"
The fourth master felt the same way, and he couldn't help but see his mother crying, so he said: "Okay, everything will be done as you said."
Yan Zhiyu and Su Rushuang were thrown out. In just a few days, Yan Zhiyu changed from the high-spirited city lord to a street rat. Everyone shouted for beatings. He couldn't even stand up and walk. He could only crawl forward and bear the pain.
The censure of the angry people.
The Fourth Master arranged an abandoned pigsty for him and let them live in the pigsty, which can be regarded as having roof tiles on their heads.
On the day of paying homage to the Tiansuan family, the Fourth Master ordered people to bring them and put them in front of the Tiansuan family's grave to kowtow and apologize. Yan Zhiyu used his last strength and tried to hit the tombstone, but was immediately caught by the Fourth Master.
, stopped him and said coldly: "Want to die? Not yet. You can just live like this for the rest of your life."
"You..." Yan Zhiyu said ferociously, trying to reach out and grab his collar, but his hands couldn't be raised at all. They hung down like two broken branches. He didn't even have the strength to lift them up. His face
It was so red it looked like it was about to burst a blood vessel.
Fourth Master let him go and ordered coldly, "Take them back to the pigsty."
"Leng Fengqing, if he treats me and his father like this, he will go to hell, do you know? He is unfilial, so unfilial that heaven and earth cannot tolerate him!" Yan Zhiyu gasped and stared with ferocious scarlet eyes.
Looking at Leng Fengqing, besides hatred and resentment, there are more complex emotions.
Leng Fengqing looked at her son with warm eyes, "No, you are wrong. He is very filial to his father. As we all know, his father is Prince Anfeng who has a righteous heart and serves the country and the people, not you."
Yan Zhiyu's face was livid with rage, and his veins popped out, "You are talking nonsense, he is my son, he is my son, Yan Zhiyu, he will be punished by God for treating me like this!"
Leng Fengqing looked at him and said coldly: "You have no right to say this! When I was pregnant with him, you asked me to graft the spiritual stone backlash onto him, and you asked him to die for Su Rushuang.
Do you still remember these words? It has been thirty-six years, and you may not remember it, but I remember clearly that you deliberately wanted to kill him, and he will never do anything wrong to you today."
"No!" Yan Zhiyu gasped and shook his head, "I never said that. I never said such things. You are inciting your son to hate me. You are using your son to take revenge on me. Leng Fengqing, you are so cruel.
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"Take them away!" Fourth Master Leng ordered. The disgust in his heart made him unwilling to look at Yan Zhiyu again.