Title: The Villain’s Mother
Translator: Fuyu
Chapter 143 - Did he want revenge against his great-aunt and her family? It didn't seem like it (1)
Ruan Xia knew from experience that Song Tingshen wasn't a talkative person. However, his various actions and words at his great-aunt's home didn't seem to match his character setting. For example, based on her impression of Song Tingshen, it was impossible for him to say those words. And yet, he had said those words and without any burden too.
By now, everyone knew what had really happened. The little girl wanted Little Wang's golden bracelets. Little Wang wouldn't give them to her, so she tried to snatch them from him. The commotion from that attracted the adults' attention. The little girl gained the upper hand by taking action first. She started to bawl so that the adults would think it was Little Wang's fault.
The little girl was only five years old. However, her action was too proficient. It was obvious that this wasn't the first or second time she did something like this. Ruan Xia looked at the little girl's cute face. Children started off as blank sheets of paper. They didn't know anything and were very innocent. If you said that this little girl would do something like this without being influenced by adults, Ruan Xia wouldn't believe it. Thinking of this, she hugged Little Wang even more.
They were in someone's home right now, and Song Tingshen obviously wouldn't make things difficult for a little girl. Little kids wouldn't understand the meaning of Song Tingshen's recent words, but those words had practically pierced through the adults' lungs...
She had to properly comfort Little Wang later on. However, she wasn't worried. Song Tingshen wouldn't let his son be wrongly accused for nothing even if this wouldn't be worth mentioning in the eyes of adults.
By the time Song Tingshen's great-aunt's family members finished chiming in to smooth things over, it was time to eat. This farce could only be put on hold for now.
Song Tingshen, Ruan Xia, and Little Wang sat down together.
Little Wang was still in a bad mood, but since Song Tingshen had taught him well, he didn't fuss despite being wronged. On the contrary, he was very quiet as he sat by his parents.
Although Song Tingshen didn't have much contact with these relatives, they all knew that he was doing very well in the capital city. And so, they were very enthusiastic in pouring him wine and adding food to his plate.
"Tingshen, now that you're doing very well. You can’t forget about your relatives." One of the middle-aged men, who had drunk a few cups of white wine, cheerfully said, "Out of all the juniors of the family, you're the most successful one. You probably don't even blink when you buy a house in the imperial city. That's completely different from your cousins. They need to empty out their parents' home just to make a downpayment in a small city..."
Ruan Xia had an ominous feeling. Was this the prelude to borrowing money?
This type of opening remark would usually be followed by a request to borrow money. When she looked at these relatives, who were treating Song Tingshen as if he was spendthrift, she inevitably found it hard to let it go.
It was one thing if the original owner treated Song Tingshen as a spendthrift. At any rate, she was his wife and had given birth to his child.
Who were these relatives to ask for his money?
... Alright, this had nothing to do with her. Song Tingshen had earned his money by himself, and he could spend it however he wished. She lowered her head and continued to eat. This meatball soup was quite tasty.
Song Tingshen didn't wait for the middle-aged man to say more. He smiled and said, "Uncle Jiang, you're praising me too much. I work for someone too. Normally, it would be dishonorable of me to not help out my younger cousins if they need my help. However, the economy is in a slump this year. The stock market is very unstable too..."