Chapter 4 Beautiful Encounter

  "Who would have thought that Tao'er was too mischievous and had no interest in practicing martial arts or reading books, but instead..."

  At this point, Yuan stopped talking.

  Hua Yunfeng also didn't speak, he just stared at Yuan Shi.

  "Yuán shì gnashed his teeth and continued: "Táo'ér is fond of doing things he shouldn't be doing! The other day, I severely scolded him for this matter. Who would have thought that after listening to my reprimand, he would wipe away tears and run off with a sullen face? I thought Táo'ér was just being childish and would naturally return home after a while. But who knew he would impulsively jump into the river... If it weren't for Péi Yuè discovering him in time..." Yuán shì couldn't help but sob."

  "Madam, didn't you say the other day that Li Xiaolang's drowning was an accident?" Huayunfeng found it hard to believe.

  "That's what I said to outsiders, afraid of losing face! Hualangzhong, you say Tao'er is only ten years old and wants to leave me, am I driving her too hard? If Tao'er leaves, what's the point of me living alone in this world?" Yuan Shi's sobbing grew louder.

  Du Bin did not expect that the child he had crossed over into would be such a ruthless character, daring to attempt suicide at such a young age. Meeting a child like this was enough to give "Ah Nang" a headache.

  "Mrs. Li! Is it proper for me to ask this question?" Huayunfeng asked cautiously.

  "Hualangzhong, you're being polite, but feel free to ask!"

  "Madam, what you just said about Li Xiaolang liking to do things he shouldn't be doing, what did you mean?"

  Yuan silently walked to a wooden box in the corner of the wall, took out the key and opened the lid, then carried out a pile of things and placed them on the edge of the kang.

  "Hualang, don't laugh at me, Tao'er doesn't want to practice martial arts or read books, but he's actually fond of embroidery, all these were secretly embroidered by him without my knowledge, whenever I found out, I'd take them away, but he always managed to find a way to re-embroider them, and over the years, he's accumulated so many!"

  The Yuans brought a bunch of embroidery, Du Bin looked at it curiously, and randomly picked one out, which turned out to be a picture of mandarin ducks playing in the water. I must say, the embroidery is really exquisite, and at over 10 years old, he already has such amazing skills, if this were placed in later generations, he wouldn't be considered a prodigy but rather a young artist. However, this is ancient times, a man spending all day doing needlework, that's a bit too much...

  With his head bowed in thought, Du Bin suddenly felt that the room was eerily quiet. He looked up to find Hua Yunfeng and Yuan Shi staring at him.

  Hua Yunfeng's eyes held a thread of sympathy, and also a thread of disdain.

  Wait, don't get any wrong ideas, I'm just looking at this embroidery to see my ex's craftsmanship, I don't have this hobby, why are you looking at me like that. My own "Ah Ma" is better, her eyes only hold kindness.

  Just as Du Bin was feeling sentimental, Yuan Shi suddenly pulled him into her arms: "Tao'er, it was Mom's fault before. Mom has come to realize now that as long as you like it, you can do whatever you want. Tomorrow, Mom will go buy a lot of silk threads for you, and you don't have to hide from Mom anymore!"

  Du Bin secretly despised his predecessor in his heart - that little brat who made him so angry he was grinding his teeth, now he couldn't speak clearly even if he had a mouth...

  ……

  Du Bin drank the calming medicine opened by Hua Yunfeng and fell asleep soundly.

  Yuan's anxiety had dissipated a bit, and Hualangzhong said that if they could provide their son with a relaxed environment to slowly recover, he might be able to recall past events. In fact, Yuan had already made up her mind: regardless of whether Taoer could remember the past or not, from now on she would let him live happily and never force him to do things he didn't like again.

  Through this matter, Yuan understood a truth: as long as the two of them could live happily together, it was better than anything else that was empty and elusive.

  Mrs. Yuan gently tucked in her son's quilt, gazing at Li Tao sleeping soundly on the kang, his nose and eyes so reminiscent of her late husband that she became lost in thought...

  Yuanshi's original name was Ruyu, and the first time she saw her husband was at dusk. Perhaps it was destined by heaven, from that day on, Ruyu's life changed completely.

  He was a swordsman, famous and feared in the Jianghu. He wasn't born to be a swordsman, but because his mother died early and his father was exiled for a crime, he wandered the Jianghu out of loneliness. These things were only slowly known by Yuzhen much later.

  At that time, he would get hundreds of taels after killing someone. In fact, he didn't need the money, but he never refused it. He spent money like flowing water, eating, drinking, and visiting brothels. When in a good mood, he would also take pity on beggars on the road, casually throwing down a few taels, which would bring about a burst of admiring voices.

  His years passed on the blade, without joy, without sorrow, without greed for life, and without fear of death. Perhaps until one day, the person he wanted to kill turned around and killed him himself, his fate would end.

  That dusk, he had just killed someone and sat empty-stomached on the riverbank. The setting sun dyed his white clothes red like blood, he didn't want to eat or do anything, he just felt that he should stay here for a while longer.

  Paeak is guarding from a distance and doesn't go disturb him.

  At this time, a tattered young beggar boy walked over casually. Yes, at that time, it was also because his parents were exiled, and Yu Yulai, who was once a noble lady, became a beggar. Of course, she was dressed as a young male beggar.

  Yu gazed at him, sitting by the river like a sculpture, seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing white clothes, with a faint melancholy on his face, and an inexplicable flutter in her heart.

  After a while, he smiled slightly and walked towards him with a leisurely pace.

  "Sir, give some money!" A clear voice sounded in his ear.

  A gentle glow like sunset radiates from a face as clear as jade, unfolding a power that calms the mind.

  His eyes were still gazing into the distance, as if he hadn't even noticed the beggar beside him.

  "Mother said that people who like to gaze at the sunset are kind-hearted people. Please give some to the guest!"

  He was shocked by those words and slowly turned around to look into the beggar's eyes: "This is the first time in my life that someone has said I am kind."

  When he said this, his gaze turned into a warm and gentle water-like quality, without any hint of arrogance or coldness, as if the warm sunlight on a winter's day had fallen onto his jade-like eyes.

  It was only then that he saw clearly the face of the young beggar, fifteen or sixteen years old, and yet with a beauty that captivated the heart.

  "He said a second sentence, perhaps even he himself didn't know how he would say such a thing: 'Follow me and you will be happy.'"

  Like jade, she smiled and agreed, her eyes overflowing with happiness, as if the years of drifting finally had an answer, fate had actually handed herself over to a swordsman who met by chance. From then on, he would replace her parents to protect her, a small boat quietly stopped.

  Pei Yue smiled rarely on one side.