"Qing'er, some things said out loud would make one lose face and appear less mature." Tuoba Xian said.

“There’s something stuck in my chest, you should understand. I’m reading scriptures here, to be honest, just trying to calm myself down, not wanting to get worked up over something with a child.”

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But, Qing’er, Dazhi's actions really worry me.

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“I’m not worried about myself, I’m worried that when Chen’er comes back for the New Year, our family will be reunited happily.”

"When that kind of lively and warm scene happens in other people's homes, it's perfectly normal. But in our home, because of Dazhi's personality and what he has in mind, we all have to be careful with our words and actions."

Even if one loves Chen'er dearly and longs for his return, wouldn't they control themselves in front of Zhi?

"Why?"

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"Why?"

“Chen'er is my own grandson, the legitimate heir of the Luo family. He is the biological son of you and Feng Tang, the eldest son of the Generalissimo!”

"We love him, welcome him, and we also have to consider who else?"

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"What are your aspirations?"

"As for Da Zhi's origins, let me tell you, he is simply the child adopted out of kindness by you and Feng Tang. He is the son that Da Zhi's mother desperately begged you to take in."

What was Da Zhi's mother's original intention?

"It's to make sure you give Big Zhi something to eat and drink, so he doesn't have to starve, freeze, or wander the streets!"

“And you, on the other hand, treated Da Zhi as your own son. Whether it was during those few years when Chen'er disappeared or after Chen'er was reunited with you, Da Zhi’s treatment and status in the family never changed.”

“Qing'er, you, Fengtang, and all of us have always been kind to Da Zhi!”

"But Da Zhi, this child, has a narrow mind, is sensitive and insecure, and is inherently jealous."

"You already gave him a talking to last time, and he admitted his mistakes. Why is he still doing this?"

"Throw a toy? Spit?"

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"Excuse me for saying this, but the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Dazhi has the blood of his father, that cruel and selfish fisherman, running through his veins!"

"He's only eight years old now, and this is how he is. When he grows up, what if he poisons Chen'er's food and water, making a terrible mistake that can't be undone? What will you do then?"

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Even if you kill Dazhi in the end, can you bring back Chen'er?

Tuoba Xian had never looked at Yang Ruqing with such a grim expression and spoken so much to her before.

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Moreover, every word and sentence, the analysis, and worries, all struck Yang Ruohong's heart.

Yang Ruqing lowered her eyes, clutching the apron she hadn't had time to take off with both hands, not knowing what to say.

Tuo Ba Xian's feelings and worries, Yang Ruo Qing completely understands.

As Chen'er's mother, how could she not worry that Dazhi's situation was escalating and might one day truly harm Chen'er?

“Mother, please rest assured. I will go find Dazhi later for one last honest conversation. I will make him realize the severity of the problem and our attitude!” Yang Ruqing said with a serious face.

Tuoba Xian gently said: “Qing’er, your mother understands how you feel. Flesh is on both palms and backs of hands.”

"As someone so intelligent, you know what's truly important."

"Don't make a lifelong mistake because of momentary kindness. Go, I'm going to read and take a nap."

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Leaving Tubo Xian's house, Yang Ruqing dragged her heavy steps back to the kitchen in the backyard.

In the small canteen next to the kitchen, Luotiejian and Wang Cuilian had already served Da Zhi and Luobao a meal, letting them eat first.

Seeing that Yang Ruqing had come back alone, Wang Cuilian asked in surprise, "Where is your mother-in-law? Why didn't she come over?"

Yang Ruqing said, “Grandma is tired and wants to sleep. We can eat later at night, Auntie. Let’s eat first!”

At the dinner table, Yang Ruoqing secretly observed Dazhi.

Originally, she thought that Da Zhi would feel guilty about doing this kind of thing to some extent.

But throughout the whole meal, he acted as if nothing had happened. After finishing, he took a napkin and wiped his mouth, then politely greeted the adults before heading back to his room first.

Yang Ruqing also put down her chopsticks, "I'm full, Auntie. Later, you put the pots and bowls there, I'll go to Dazhi's place for a bit, and come back to clean up soon."

In Dazhi's house, Yang Ruqing purposely lightened her steps and followed Dazhi to the doorway.

She didn't knock on the door, but stood silently outside the window, intending to see what he was doing.

Back inside the house, after finishing his meal, Da Zhi sat down at his desk, picked up a pen, and spread out the paper before him.

The brush tip dipped in ink, and on the white paper before it, ...

This child, after finishing the meal, came back to practice calligraphy?

He's really diligent when it comes to studying, never slacking off!

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As soon as I had the thought, Da Zhi, who was just writing diligently, suddenly slammed his pen onto the table.

He swept all the books and whatnots off the desk with his hand and sent them sprawling to the floor.

Grabbing the paper he had written on earlier, he tore it frantically and threw it away.

Then he grabbed the inkstone on the table and slammed it to the ground. That inkstone was really well-made, it didn't even break when smashed like that!

Dazhi was still feeling angry and vented his frustration by searching for things in the house. He messed up the blankets and pillows on the bed,

The paintings in the large vase and the xiao, dizi (Chinese flutes) on the wall were all thrown to the ground by him.

He paced back and forth in the room, panting heavily, his face twisted into a grotesque and terrifying grimace.

This left Yang Ruqing, who was peeking through the window outside, dumbfounded.

Where is this an eight-year-old boy?

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Where is the scholarly young man with his small satchel and refined manners?

Where is that Zhi'er who blushed whenever she spoke, graceful and gentle?

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Yang Ruqing felt that the young boy in front of her was very strange. She seemed to see the ruffian fisherman from Hekou Village who used to beat his wife and children!

She originally intended to come and talk to him, but the situation inside the house... frankly speaking, Yang Ruqing even had a bit of a desire to retreat.

This is a real problem child!

Taking a deep breath, Yang Ruqing walked to the door and lightly knocked a few times.

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"Which one?" A cautious voice came from inside the room.

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"Zhi'er, it's me." Yang Ruqing tried her best to make her voice sound normal. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

"Mom, yes, is there anything?" Dazhi asked nervously.

Yang Ruqing said, "It's nothing, just that I saw you didn't eat much at noon, so I came to see if you were feeling unwell."

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Inside the room, there was a moment of silence, followed by the sound of papers being shuffled.

But after just a few knocks, it stopped. Then came Zhi's voice: "Mother, I feel very comfortable now. I didn't sleep well last night. I have already taken off my clothes and gone to bed. My son will come and talk to you again at night!"

Hearing this, Yang Ruqing's heart truly felt a chill.

"Alright, get a good sleep and don't catch a cold. Then I'll go first." Yang Ruqing turned and left.

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