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"What troubles does your mother have? Who is forcing her? Is it your grandfather?" Shen Huai Ming asked three questions in a row, none of which questioned his wife.
Shen Jingyu felt a sense of being taught; there was a strong trust supporting the relationship between parents. This was indeed something worth learning for Shen Jingyu!
"It's my mother's uncle. Not long after you left, my grandparents passed away. My mother didn't want to stay in the Shen Family, and her family wasn't suitable for her to remain there. Later, she remarried and went to the Mu Family."
"Deng Zhan! That old man!" Shen Huai Ming's tone turned resentful at the mention of him. It was he who had obstructed their union back then, and once he was gone, he would definitely not treat his wife and children kindly!
All of this weighed heavily on his mind.
Shen Jingyu understood that it was his great-uncle who forced his mother to marry Mu Zhenhua.
Shen Huai Ming sighed deeply. "Your great-uncle always hoped your mother would marry Mu Zhenhua back in the day. But at that time, Mu Zhenhua had a beloved woman, and their collaboration went relatively smoothly. Who would have thought that later on, he would set his sights here?"
"What about his wife? I remember Mu Zhenhua once loved another woman! Your mother must have suffered if she went to him!"
Shen Huai Ming's eyes grew increasingly cloudy, concealing his heartache as if it could no longer be hidden.
Suddenly, Shen Jingyu changed the subject and looked at his father meaningfully. "Are you coming with me?"
"Little brat, are you trying to tease me?" Shen Huai Ming replied.
"Just trying to see if it works!" Shen Jingyu shot back. "Didn’t you get inserted here by your grandfather? You must know what mission is going on here, right?"
Behind Zhan Ying, there were others involved! Although he had been completely captured this time, the Zhan Family had reached its end. But do you think no one would act as a fisherman waiting for a catch? Shen Huai Ming seemed to be guiding his son through the fog.
He was ultimately late by many years; Shen Jingyu no longer needed his father's teachings. He was already capable of handling things on his own and had always been one to scheme against others.
This mission didn't require just the two of them.
My mother has passed away, but Mu Zhenhua is still eyeing the Shen Family; I have been oppressed by him for many years, and living to this day hasn’t been easy. Now I am married to Su Xing, but because of recent events, she has been poisoned beyond cure and is also pregnant with my child.
My mother-in-law weeps daily, unable to show even a hint of her sorrow in front of Su Xing. She is constantly stifled, depressed and unhappy, as if no one can offer them any comforting words.
You two are truly destined to support each other until old age!
Shen Huai Ming scoffed, "Are you trying to play the sympathy card with me?"
With that reprimand, a sense of authority emanated from him. Shen Jingyu seemed to sense the bond of blood and kinship in that voice, which was more of a gentle admonition than a true scolding.
And I hope to persuade that little divine doctor to help treat Su Xingxian's illness.
Hmph! That's your real intention, isn't it? To be honest, whether I go or not doesn’t really matter.
Shen Huai Ming had long adapted to this life—lonely and cold.
He and Su Bokan had only recently been able to manage things like today. As for gathering information, it was still thanks to their efforts in winning people's hearts that they could get help from those around them.
What is the meaning of life? I don’t understand.
I know that my elderly grandfather and frail grandmother have suffered all their lives, missing their eldest son’s companionship.
My uncle, aunt, and even my uncle and aunt have sent warmth from home, constantly worrying about their elder brother and pitying my life.
My mother has written countless letters from her youth until now, half of which are farewell notes addressed to you.
If you truly don’t want to leave this place, then I’ll burn those useless papers and send them to my mother!
As your son, do you really not understand these things? Send something to your father as a sign of filial piety. Let him treasure and read them in his remaining years; that would give me hope for life!
Shen Huai Ming didn’t expect his son to be so disobedient now! He was nothing like he used to be as a child!
"Then you should go see him," Shen Jingyu said, inevitably circling back to this topic.
"I can’t stay here too long. Since you both seem fine now, I need to go accompany my wife. She needs me."
Far away in the Shen Family’s special treatment room, Su Xing sneezed quietly and muttered, "Shen Jingyu, please don’t come around here anytime soon!"
Shen Huairou chuckled softly, "If Jing Yu knew you were speaking about him like this, he might just lose his temper!"
Su Xing smiled weakly. "If he saw me like this right now, I’d rather we stay apart than meet!"
Shen Huairou gently touched Su Xing's somewhat withered hand. It had only been a few days since they began treatment, yet this method had caused her to lose so much weight that it was hard for anyone to look at her.
Unfortunately, they were in a critical period right now. If she could endure it, at least later on she could gradually regain her strength. Su Xing would also be able to wait until they found a way to help her recover.
It was just unfortunate for Shen Jingyu; seeing her in such a state would likely leave him heartbroken every day!
But they had no other choice; they could only use this method to prolong Su Xing’s life.
On the other side, in the wooden house, the father and son did not share any tearful reunion scenes after their long separation.
It was their first meeting, and both were subtly trying to outmaneuver each other to achieve their respective goals. Their conversation meandered through various topics until dusk began to settle outside.
As the sky darkened, Gu Zheng took the initiative to prepare dinner. However, it was only after he started cooking that he heard some details about their situation from Su Bokan.
"Our internal organs have varying degrees of burns, so you shouldn't cook for us," Su Bokan said casually. "There will be someone assigned to prepare our meals and deliver them."
Gu Zheng paused, holding a piece of wood in his hands, completely frozen in place as he processed this information. He looked at Su Bokan earnestly and asked, "After all these years, can't you two live like normal people?"
"To still be alive today and see you again is a great blessing from heaven. We crawled out of hell; how could we dare to wish for a normal life?"
Su Bokan's response wasn't one of acceptance but rather a stark acknowledgment of their reality. It wasn't that they lacked the courage to face death; rather, they possessed an even stronger desire to survive.
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