AWB Chapter 12: Starting with Raiding and Exile 9
Chapter 12: Starting with Raiding and Exile 9
Qingmo wasn't particularly interested in news about the male and female leads; all she knew was what everyone else already knew.
As for those shady and sordid things, she had no way of knowing; she was just a small-time landlady.
The system is offline, so I can't report any messages to her. Just thinking about her system makes me feel depressed.
She's really a useless little brat. We just threw her into another dimension and left her to fend for herself.
Family members, does anyone understand? Never mind, you don't have the system, you wouldn't understand even if I explained.
Netizens: "..."
Does anyone say that? ╭?( ￣ ▽￣)╭?
When Qingmo was thirty-five, Xiaojindou was also ten years old. He was no longer fat, but looked like a handsome young boy with chubby baby fat on his face, which was very cute.
She also inherited the looks of Qingmo and Ouyang Chen, with thick eyebrows and big eyes that are quite exquisite and beautiful. When she grows up, she will be an unparalleled gentleman, as handsome as jade.
Jiang Zhiyan, a young girl, knew from a young age that her mother had several husbands, all of whom were male concubines and had no proper status.
Even one's own father is addressed by titles like "eldest father," "second father," "third father," etc.
While other families had several concubines, he had several fathers. His little head was filled with great joy, because he had something that they didn't.
As soon as I came back from school, I went to my mother's courtyard and sure enough, I saw my mother lying on a recliner in the courtyard listening to a storybook.
A maid on the left massaged her shoulders, another maid on the right fanned her, and yet another maid massaged her legs at her feet. Above her head was a specially made, oversized oil-paper umbrella to shield her from the sun. She drank milk tea made by her mother and listened to her father tell stories with her eyes half-closed.
I'm so envious! Little Golden Bean also wants to live like that and doesn't want to go to school anymore.
But her mother was very stingy. She wouldn't give Little Golden Bean such a life. Even milk tea was only poured for Little Golden Bean occasionally when she was in a good mood.
Mother said that Little Golden Bean was a boy, and that boys are born to suffer, while Mother was a beautiful fairy who was born to enjoy a life of happiness.
Little Golden Bean must study hard so that he can earn money to support his mother in the future. Otherwise, if Little Golden Bean goes hungry twice a day or six times a day, he will not even be as good as his father and will not even be able to become a male concubine.
Little Golden Bean: "..."
At first glance, what my mother said seemed to make sense, and upon closer listening, it didn't seem wrong either. But upon reflection, something felt off.
Is your mother still trying to fool him like a three-year-old? He's not the same three-year-old he used to be. He's ten now, yeah, ten now. He's not so easy to fool anymore.
"Mommy, can I have a sip of your milk tea?"
Little Golden Bean lay sticky and gooey at Qingmo's feet.
Qingmo opened her eyes and glanced at the child; she couldn't bear to look. This child was truly something else.
He likes to stick to her all day long, eating and drinking at her place, and getting all sorts of snacks. Although he doesn't know how his mother has so many snacks, it doesn't stop him from eating them.
They come over as soon as school is over, it's so annoying!
She really doesn't like taking care of the child. She can't hit him, he's her own flesh and blood, and the little brat did nothing wrong. He just wants to be close to his mother. Sigh.
"Jin Dou, have you done your homework? Have you practiced calligraphy? Have you mastered the Six Arts of a Gentleman? Have you finished settling the accounts for the estate last quarter? You're always running around here. Your mother's wealthy life won't last much longer. I gave birth to such a spendthrift." Qing Mo rattled on and on, leaving little Jin Dou completely bewildered.
Oh? Is it that serious?
Little Golden Bean can't learn, and the whole family is ruined?
Isn't no one else in the family who's a spendthrift except for my mother?
Only Mom goes shopping every few days, occasionally bringing home a new dad. None of the dads seem to spend much money, and Little Bean has never received a single penny of pocket money.
Unsure, he looked around, his little hands patting his pockets, and there really wasn't a single penny left.
"Mommy, Little Golden Bean has no money? Has Little Golden Bean been wasteful? When did Little Golden Bean not know?"
"Every moment you're not studying is a waste of money. You should reflect on that."
"Huh?? Mother, although I didn't understand, Little Golden Bean won't be a spendthrift anymore." After saying that, she hopped on her short legs and ran off like the wind.
"hhhh~"
That's hilarious! It's true what they say, you have to fool kids when they're young, otherwise they're harder to fool when they grow up.
Come on, let the music continue, let the dancing continue, and then squint your eyes and quietly enjoy it.
Ouyang Chen, standing to the side, looked at Qingmo with a smile on his face, glancing at her as he read from the storybook.
He felt very happy; over the years, the head of the family had treated them extremely well.
Back then, his family fell into decline, and his mother was seriously ill. He experienced the coldness of human relationships for several years. It was thanks to meeting the head of the family that he was able to have such a peaceful and happy life today.
He now has a family and a child. The people in the backyard of the mansion also follow his lead. Judging from the head of the family's intentions, he will not choose another son-in-law or have any more children. He implicitly has the right to be the male head of the household.
Of course, he was also self-aware enough not to have such fantasies. After all, this was fine, even though he was just a male concubine in her backyard.
He once had lofty ambitions and fantasized about future success, but those were just youthful hopes. Reality gradually bent his youthful spirit, and his lofty ambitions turned out to be nothing more than that.
Now, he has her, and he has a family.
That's enough.