Humiliated Scholar

  "Autumn, what's wrong? Is the porridge not good to drink? Be good, let your brother re-cook it for you." While coaxing his daughter with a pleasant expression, Old Master Fu turned his head and gave his son-in-law, the scholar, a dark glance. The more he looked at him, the more displeased he became! Can't even cook porridge properly, what can be expected of him to take care of his daughter? In an instant, he made up his mind...

  Must bring daughter back home tonight, or take care of her myself and feel at ease!

  "Brother, don't go anymore, I'm full." She glanced at the three people, six pairs of eyes staring at her, and Fú Qiūlián instantly decided that she must not tell Master Fú about the porridge being undercooked! She forced herself to drink two mouthfuls, then immediately pushed away the bowl. Her face was filled with smiles, "Dad, brothers, it's getting late outside, look, it's still snowing. Why don't you all go back home first?"

  "What's going on here? This isn't over yet, you said everything was fine, how did you end up falling? If something had happened to you or the child... who would I rely on?" Old Master Fu got angrier and angrier, his temper flaring up. He looked around the room with a critical eye, "What's all this? My daughter isn't some pampered princess, has she ever suffered like this at home?" His disdainful gaze swept over everything in the room before finally landing on Fuyu Lian's hands. Old Master Fu's expression changed, "Autumn, your hands are rough, are they making you do chores at their house? Heaven have mercy, it's enough to worry me to death! Strongzi, go and get two of those furry clothes for your sister to wear, then go find a horse carriage in the village, add some more bedding, make it softer... we're going home."

  "Alright, Dad, don't worry, I'll go take care of it now."

  "Brother is back, brother, ah, father, my stomach hurts, you hurry up and let brother come back!" Unable to call out to Fú Zhǎn Qiáng, Fú Qiū Lián clung to Fú Lǎo Yé's arm and coquettishly lowered her face. "Father, brother, I'm not going back——" She glanced at Lián Qīng standing beside her, with a complex and unpredictable expression, his eyes filled with helplessness and three parts fatigue, two parts anger. Suddenly, she gave Lián Qīng a sweet smile. "Father, brother, my husband treats me very well, really." Absolutely cannot go back to the Fú family with them! Would rather die than go back!

  "Really?" The eldest of the Fu family turned his head, a face full of suspicion, his thick black eyebrows raised, "You're not trying to deceive me and Father just to avoid going home, are you?"

  "How is that possible. My husband has been very good to me." To emphasize the truth of her words, Fu Qiulian added, "You see, just now my husband helped me cook porridge to drink, as long as he's at home, it's always him taking care of me and the child in my belly. He even does his own laundry because he's afraid I'll get tired. Father, brother, I'm really not deceiving you." Although, the porridge earlier was undercooked, and as for doing laundry, Fu Qiulian didn't do it, Lian Qing had to go to the laundry shop to have it done. Would she let him wear dirty clothes to work? Fu Qiulian wouldn't be embarrassed by that, but he would lose face!

  "Wow, mom, don't hit me, I'll change, I won't dare again——" The half-closed door was pushed open, and a cold wind blew in, making Fu Qiu Lian shiver. Fu Zhan Qiang immediately glared at the person - Who is this? How can they be so rude, not even knocking on the door before entering? What about his sister and nephew who are freezing?"

  "Third Uncle, I'm really sorry about this. The child doesn't understand things... Ah, Brother-in-law and sister-in-law, you..." The woman who came in was Lian Qing's second aunt, Qian Shi. At first, she had a apologetic face, but as soon as she saw Fu Shi and his son, her expression changed instantly. She immediately hid the little boy behind her back, casting an unfriendly glance at Fu Xiang, her legs trembling with fear. With great effort, she restrained herself from turning around and running away, saying, "This... this matter you can't blame our Dog Egg entirely. He didn't intentionally fight with his aunt over that pastry. Children don't understand things and are greedy for food. Third Aunt also hit our Dog Egg... Look at this face... It was just a green bean cake, after all. She choked to death herself, it's not like we harmed her... Besides, I've already severely punished him. You really can't blame my son entirely..."

  Fought with a child for a pancake, never fought with other people's children, because I was anxious to eat quickly and choked.

  Got it, all out now.

  Fu Qiu Lian leaned halfway against the kang, looking left and right, finally closing her eyes in disappointment.

  I'm so ashamed, I wanted to find a hole to crawl into, but couldn't find one.

  His head was about to hang down to the ground in shame, he felt that he had no face to speak with his sister-in-law!

  Before Old Master Fú and his son could react, Fú Qiūlián hastily spoke up, "That, Second Aunt, has nothing to do with Dog Egg, it was my carelessness—" But before she could finish speaking, Qian Shi looked up and saw her sitting on the bed, and let out a loud shriek, "Ah, she's come back to life! Third Uncle, quickly run!"

  "Wait, stop, who said she's dead? Ah, curse my sister! Lian Qing, are you just going to watch as your sister is bullied? She's still carrying your child in her belly. Are you even a man?! As he watched his brother-in-law about to blow up, Lian Qing forced himself to step forward, his face covered in cold sweat, and his voice filled with discomfort and fatigue. In the eyes of his father-in-law and brother-in-law, he had never been a qualified son-in-law. He smiled bitterly and clasped his hands together, "Brother-in-law, big brother-in-law, second sister-in-law didn't mean it that way, she just..." The next words stuck in Lian Qing's throat, despite being a scholar."

  What did he say?

  He said, "Second Aunt just saw with her own eyes that Fú Qiūlián was choked to death by that pastry? Anyone who sees a person without breath sit up and talk would be frightened, right? But this matter... He glanced at Old Master Fú's dark face, swallowed hard, and swallowed the words that had rolled to the tip of his tongue. "Second Aunt isn't what Brother thought she was, she just wanted to apologize to Lián'er..." As he spoke, Lian Qing felt a bad taste in his heart again. His own nephew ate two pastries from their home, and his wife cursed him with dirty words, but as a result of not paying attention, the pastry went down whole and choked him, was it also his fault?

  Never seen anyone more miserable than this husband of mine!

  "What are you apologizing for? I just heard everything, and your sister-in-law thinks my daughter Lian'er stole their child's snacks, right? Do you think so too?" Fú Lǎoye sat on the edge of the kang, twirling his mustache as he gazed at Lián Qīng with a cold smile. "Good, so you're saying my daughter is greedy? My daughter was born so well, with a lovely and pure temperament. Now she's pregnant with your family's child, opening up a new branch for the Lián family. How can it be that she can't even eat a few of your snacks? Alright, let's go, we'll take your sister back home now. You go calculate how much your sister has spent in this household over the past two years, and we'll compensate her. From now on, I'll raise your sister and her child." Lian'er was so moved by his words that she wanted to throw herself into Fú Lǎoye's arms and give him a big hug. "Dad, you're so awesome!"

  Lian Qing's face suddenly turned black, gritting his teeth, "Father-in-law, Lian Qing can still afford to raise a wife and children. No need for your help!"

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