HCB Chapter 259 Be Strong
Chapter 259 Be Strong
Back in the boat, Lin Qinshuang sat on the couch, rolled her eyes fiercely, drank a mouthful of cold tea, and then complained repeatedly,
“It’s so annoying. It’s so annoying.
I get annoyed when I see her.”
The Sheng family members were divided into groups and boarded the two largest boats. They were Old Lady Sheng, Chang Zhuo, Lin Qinshuang, Molan, Rulan and Changtong.
On the remaining three large ships, apart from the luggage, there were guards.
Thirty guards and an equal number of female servants were also left on the main ship in case of emergency.
So at this time Lin Qinshuang did not deliberately restrain her voice. Firstly, the rooms were not connected, and secondly, no one would think of spreading gossip to Mrs. Sheng.
Molan looked at Lin Qinshuang's expression and chuckled.
"Mom, we will see each other more often in the future."
"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"
Lin Qinshuang fell on the bed, hugged the pillow and cried without caring about her image.
“How can I live like this?
You are also going to Yuzhou, and there will be no one to talk to me in the mansion."
"I'll be back soon, mother."
"That's all."
Lin Qinshuang, who had had enough of the trouble, stood up and waved her hand. There was some melancholy in her voice, but she did not regret it.
"If you were my legitimate daughter, I would be willing to see that hypocritical old face every day."
After working so hard for so many years, Lin Qinshuang is no longer working for herself, but for her daughter Molan.
She didn't want Molan to go through the same hard life she had suffered, and she didn't want Molan to be looked down upon again.
Especially after Qi Heng and Lady Gu's quarrel, Lin Qinshuang felt mixed emotions.
"Mom." Molan understood Lin Qinshuang's thoughts. She sat next to Lin Qinshuang and held her hand.
Without saying much, she just used her eyes to tell Lin Qinshuang that she had never suffered any injustice.
Now that she has paid homage to her ancestors and returned to the Sheng Mansion, her tablet can be placed in the ancestral hall, her name can be included in the family tree, and her daughter will also be a legitimate daughter.
"Really, that's great."
Lin Qinshuang touched Molan's face and murmured,
"So it can be done this way... I'm sorry Molan."
"sorry."
"Mom... I almost ruined your life. I'm really sorry..."
Only in this absolutely 'safe' and 'cramped' little place would Lin Qinshuang be unable to control her emotions.
She thought back to several years ago, when Molan was still a little girl and had just learned to walk, and when she had just started to take charge of the household.
She actually wanted to deduct Wei Xiaoniang's share, and wanted to make things difficult for this woman who was bought by Wang Ruofu in order to share her favor. She wanted Wei Xiaoniang to die, she wanted Changzhuo to die in the womb, she didn't want to adopt Minglan at all, and she was even more unwilling to let Hualan marry into a good family. She couldn't bear to see Wang Ruofu live a comfortable life, she...
But now looking back at her past self, what was she doing?
Can her methods really be perfect?
Without the support of her brothers and sisters, will Molan have anyone to rely on even if she marries into a wealthy family in the future?
More importantly, as Molan's biological mother, she is so unkind and uncaring, and is only focused on winning over Sheng Hong. Can she get Old Madam Sheng to agree to propose her as a wife and give Molan the identity of a true legitimate daughter?
It is said that there is not much difference between legitimate and illegitimate women in the harem, it is nothing more than a difference in the share. As long as the biological mother is able to provide subsidies, both legitimate and illegitimate daughters are good girls.
But...that's what she cares about.
Because she was once a daughter of an official family, but she almost married into a poor scholar's family and died a violent death like her cousin.
After all the hard work and efforts, she is still nothing more than a concubine.
A concubine who must call herself a "slave".
It is because I have been a concubine that I know how terrifying it is to feel inferior and helpless because of the difference between legitimate and illegitimate children.
Not treating concubines harshly is the cultivation of wealthy families.
How is this sentence different from giving alms?
But she was too ignorant and self-righteous in her fight for it, not knowing that it was the evil act that truly pushed Molan into the abyss.
She...nearly ruined her own daughter's life.
Thinking of this, Lin Qinshuang's heart felt as if it was cut by a knife, and her tears flowed uncontrollably.
Looking at Lin Qinshuang crying, Molan's eyes also became moist.
She opened her mouth and finally said,
"mother.
There will be wrinkles.
Mother, you haven't worn the imperial robe yet."
With just one sentence, Lin Qinshuang forced herself to hold back her tears.
This is being strong.
She was waiting for the opportunity to soar into the sky and let everyone in Tokyo know how dignified, majestic and graceful Molan's mother was.
The so-called demeanor and charm of a woman who is about to enter middle age depends partly on the number of wrinkles on her face.
Lin Qinshuang has always been proud of her face, so... she can't cry.
Lin Qinshuang felt so uncomfortable that her pouting mouth became as flat as a duck's.
Molan continued to comfort Lin Qinshuang at this time,
"Mom, don't think too much about things that haven't happened. Things that haven't happened seem to make sense no matter how much you think about them. But if they really make sense, why don't they become reality?"
Molan's words successfully confused Lin Qinshuang, and she nodded.
"it is good.
I don’t want to think about it anymore. I will study more and practice my manners and etiquette. I will definitely not be a burden to you.”
"Mom, you are not a burden. You never have been."
"Okay~ If you say so, I believe it. I really believe it."
Lin Qinshuang felt a lump in her throat again when she looked at Molan, who had now grown into a graceful and elegant lady, and whose beauty even seemed too frail to describe as stunning.
She quickly took a handkerchief, wiped her eyes, and called Zhou Xuenniang, who was standing outside, in to help her wash and dress up.
"Minglan and the others are about to arrive after they have settled down, so I have to quickly wash up again."
……
Lin Qinshuang controlled her emotions very well. After venting them once, she behaved normally for the rest of the time.
She is a ruthless person.
She is cruel to herself and to others, and seems to have given all her tenderness in her life to her daughter who is very much like her.
Regardless of her stance, Lin Qinshuang is a good mother who gave Molan the best she could think of and do.
Going downstream, we didn't move slowly along the way.
As expected, their large group of people still encountered bandits on the way.
It was only with Molan's reminder that Lin Qinshuang had already taken precautions, and had put in a lot of effort in terms of the number and capabilities of the hired guards, as well as the boats that could be connected by planks.
Hiding in the safe cabin with sealed windows on the boat, it only took a cup of tea to resolve the trouble without any danger.
In addition to the great contribution of the guards, the most important thing was Sheng Tang, who had received the letter and had been waiting here for a long time.
Sheng Tang was wearing military uniform, with the tip of a sword hanging at his waist and a bow and arrows slung on his back. His entire outfit jingled as he walked.
He walked up to Old Lady Sheng, took off his helmet, bowed and greeted her.
"Grandma, my grandson is late."